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I meet Laura, think she is in some kind of trouble and needs to hide. One of her kids is in the hands of some bad individuals, which we we manage to locate and bring to our place with the kid (an office at a university). We fight and the baby ends up falling down a window. Luckily there is a mattress below and he is projected onto a cradle that happens to be in the middle of the street, in a perfect safe landing. We want to go get her immediately but there are lots of passer byes who call the police and we are unable to retrieve the baby, because for some reason, despite the kid being hers, Laura is not exactly in good terms with the law and they can't know that she is trying to get her baby. Then the police comes knock at our door and start an absurd interrogation. The office is quite messy, because we fought there with the bad dudes and they find a book about birds on the floor and start asking us scientific names of birds to prove a point. But I know quite a few bird names and say I have them in my land, hence my interest in the book. I don't understand where they are going with that. They leave and can't connect us with the kidnappers or the flying baby.

In Mexico with mom and another girl. We attend some expo in the outskirts of Mexico City. On return we find some people providing care to street puppies. One has a horrible thing in the eye but they remove instantly. It's painful to see because they don't use any sedative, but then we see the puppies after care and they are all fine, cleaned and healed. They are all black and with white spots, a bit scruffy. My mom holds and kisses one that is totally black. They will be returned back to the street and we feel so sad but we can't take them with us. We hope for the best for the puppies.

As we walk down the street, a very poor area, we feel a bit uneasy, but I focus on the beauty of their simple way of life and how nobody is disturbing us, so the fear goes away. I feel the presence of my guru and I become lucid. I open a tear in the sky, just trying to get out of the dream, but from it comes out a god, a very hunky guy, who throws green energy blasts at me, apparently challenging me. It doesn't affect me, I fly towards him and kick him on the side. He is projected and although he laughs at me he stays on the ground. And then hold I his hand and I kiss it, saying I love him.

I'm in a city. Talking to someone about flying. I see a commercial airplane high in the sky, so I tell the person I will fly to that. As I get closer, I reallize it's flying too fast and it will fly above me before I get to it. But I see more con trails and I can fly to those if I miss this airplane.

Trying to fly to the highest building. Not much luck going fast. But trying. Hopping from one building to another. Trying to trick my dream around me by standing up on the building and pretending it's the tip of the tallest building. The dream changes and I'm standing very high up, looking down the city is far below me in the deep.

Mexico-

turist attraction 3 places, long, round, long, whales are migrating swimming through them, people watching, taking pictures. I pull out my camera. Whales come through a canal into a smallish round room, they rest there, we watch them, then they fall down through a waterfall into another canal thats much lower than the room. I'm taking pictures, amazed at the majestic beauty of the animals.

Trying to drive to north east tip of Mexico, where Caribbean waters on the left meet Pacific waters on the north. (Yes, I had the geography wrong). Talking to some locals about the drive. Then my vision zooms in and I can't believe how turbulent the waters are up north. Incredibly huge waves are crashing against each other, colors of brownish and white. It's spectacular.

I'm in Mexico with someone, visiting his family. I want to take picture. Pull out my 2 extra phones I brought with me, when I see that my mobil's battery is getting low. But they both don't have a memory card.

One of the people in the house drives me to the store. They would charge my phone but they don't have a charger, and there is some issue with batteries. As I'm looking at my "iPhone", i realize that's not it, it's my old, red phone. I can't figure out how did I make such a mistake.

Outside of the store I'm waiting for this guy to pick me up and I wonder if I recognize him. Guy pulls up and he recognizes me. We drive back to the house. Suddenly we are driving through some tunnel construction, over some metal structure, not even a road. He is like "its ok, I used to work here" . After that we stop on the other side of a tunnel, some people from other cars get together and we have some good mexican red wine.

Back at the house. Everybody leaves somewhere. Only couple of women stay in a detached white house and I stay with some kids. We get a call from them, they are scared, something is happening. We hear them scream. I take the kids and we hide on a balcony that has no access from anywhere and it looks just like a wall. A small kid next to me is whimpering and I'm trying to calm him down. Two guys are walking down the stairs from the opposite house. I don't want them to hear us. But they do. One cuts the "wall" open. I get out. They don't have uniforms, but they act like secret police or something. I ask them who they are. They tell me I'm arrested for car theft. I laugh, like that's not possible.

I was quite uncomfortable in Mexico : D

This was actually a dream from last week but I haven't had time to copy my journal over until now.

10.12.2016
08:00 AM

Water and Earth Bending (DILD)

There are spiders everywhere in my room so I have my cat come in to get rid of them for me. Right as she rears back to pounce I notice that the spider is a black widow. I don't want to risk her getting bitten so I stop her. When I look back the black widow has changed into some sort of red bug. There is a second red bug ontop of its back like they are mating or something. I think all of this is strange so I do a nose plug RC and become lucid. My mom walks in and tells me I owe her money. I pull out my wallet and see it is filled with cash! I give her the $10 I supposedly owe her and wonder what all I can do with dream money.

I am suddenly on a beach in Mexico. I go to an outdoor bar and order a double sized margarita and pay for it with the dream money. It doesn't have salt on it so I wave my hand and salt appears on the rim of the glass. I am back at the beach and my mom is taning by the water. The tide goes out very far and a large wave forms. It is going to hit us for sure so I use tekinesis to hold it back. I stop it before it hits us but the energy of it slides my feet back in the sand. I realize I have never tried water bending like in Avatar so I experiment with pushing the tide back and forth and making big waves obey my control. I then try earth bending. I stomp and rais my hand and 3 rock pillars shoot up through the sand.



I loose lucidity and can't remember this part as well. I am in some sort of fort and it is flooding. A woman tells me I am making it flood somehow. Scientists study me to understand how I am affecting the water.

5/18/14

Last night bed 9:45 - 4:50 I fell asleep quite easily, it wasn't as hot as last few days.


DR1:
going to the other side have to swim over narrow ocean-river, which is beautiful tropical ocean blue in low tide, but turns into fast current at high tide. So we are going to a news stand to buy a tide-calendar. Friend of mine buys one for dollar. We open it and it's crap. It says all month for the whole year, but the info on many of them is insufficient, as it says "october, november, there will be 2 tides". Some of the month are ok, with detailed times.

But I don't like it, so I find the person who scammed my friend by selling that to her and I demand my dollar back at no uncertain terms.

DR2:
I'm in Mexico with a friend. Restaurant-hopping. Or should I say food shack, street vendor hopping. We are ordering all kinds of food in this outdoor restaurant, while I insist on ordering authentic mexican for me, saying "when in mexico, eat mexican food, when back in US, eat tacos (from TacoBell).

There are some burritos with camarones (in dream this means shrimp) and I see then neatly curled up, nice an pink, in a burrito. We are already at 2-3 place and ordering some lemonade with our food. When I say "how about beer". So we order beer. I ask what they have, and they have Corona, and 2-3 other kinds. I know one other, but not rest of them. They bring us beer in rather small brown bottles and beer looks like it's dark. I'm glad, coz I love dark beer, but I would have prefered Corona at that moment. So anyway, they bring beer to my friend, but not to me. So I go looking for it and see there is some under some mats and crap on the floor and also that there is a large dog sleeping in there. I find my beer on some nearby shelf.

DR3:
I'm in my childhood home. Looking out from my 1.floor bedroom at the ocean that is where my backyard used to be. It's so beautiful, bright blue, tropical ocean. But waves are gathering, in some places is still tropical blue, but waves are turning into dark blue. They are hitting the house and I'm betting, that they will break into the apartment below us. They are reaching bottom of my balcony. I'm standing there with my dad, marveling at the beauty and complexity of the gathering waves. Now a reall big one is coming towards us and I yell at my brother to come and look.

Now I'm again in Mexico, but with a class. Teachers are managers from my work. I'm still walking around with my friend, visiting restaurants. But I figure we should go to the others. We are all in a huge room. I see that they are blowing up huuuuge inflatable escape boats. There is about 7 of them to fit us all. I see the inside with black, ergonomic chairs with high backs. i'm thinking how fancy, but I also know, they have to look like that for safety on rough sees.

So we are going to be evacuating, or just traveling on rough sees, that's why the boats. Groups of people get on, boat leaves, and they inflating another one for next group. There is only enough people left for 2 boats, and all the "managers" are still there. I'm wondering if I'm doing the right thing to be staying with "managers". We are suppose to go for a trip to Manaus and French Guinea. But I know, that that's on the other side of the world from where we are, so I say "It's got to be Macao, not Manaus"

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I'm a spoiled rich girl, going out for a classical music show and cake in a tea room, with my BF and two girl friends. We live in the elite safe zone, but on this particular night we're attacked in a dark alley by what I call a demon and they are killed. No one believes me, I'm declared guilty and expelled to the freaks and mutants zone. Of course, when I get there, I'm totally ostracized, because I don't fit in.
People there start bullying me, I have to fight to defend myself, but it turns out I'm quite a good fighter and I conquer their respect. I make some friends, but soon after I am coming out of a building, to a garden area, it's twilight and foggy and I sense a dark presence. I shiver, but I have to go. I am attacked near the greenhouse by a monster. He has the size and body of a man, but his head is of a cat and his grin is of a devil and all his body is covered or made of black vinyl. After his firsta attack failed, he emanates another entity, also a cat like demon in black vinyl, but with a feline body. I feel I'm in deep shit, but some of my mutant friends come into scene and help me escape.
I am cast out from even the freaks-mutant zone, because they consider me dangerous, since I have this demon after me. They don't know what it is, but they know legends about it and just how nasty it is and they want me and it far away from them.
(...)
I wander alone, until I find a lady who shows me a very old and big book. It contains a picture, complex and surreal, like a Bosch painting. I am mesmerized by it and try to dechipher its images, but the lady tells me the real secret is explained in the hidden images that compose the visible image. She puts the drawing under a potent magnifier and shows me that it is made of 1500 smaller drawings, side by side, each of which are incredibly detailed and pertaining to some mithology I am not aware of. She shows me this one particular drawing of a male figure, half man, half wolf and cat, with white fur, standing towards us, embracing a half naked, ginger haired, beautiful lady, with her back to us, but her head turned to us. The lady starts telling me about these female warriors who have these mythical half-beast warriors as their protectors and guardians. And there's also the evil counterparts who seek to kill them. If the black vinyl beast is after me, I must find my protector to help me.
Then, out of nowhere, a guy that looks like Charles Xavier appears offering me a ride in his car to their nearby secret airport where we can get on to their private jet and go to Mexico. I don't know why Mexico, but they say there's no time to explain, those who are seeking me have picked up my trail and will soon arrive. In Mexico I will be safer and apparently there will be someone who can provide more clues.

15.10.2013

Odd mexico visit. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to mexico because I needed to buy some cans of coke as my boss requested me to do. For some reason, I felt very tired and in a really bad shape, so it was even hard for me to walk.

After I cross the border, I was in some sort of wilderness, and there were some bugs around, until one, tiny white bug that looked like a leech bite me. I started to feel dizzy and feeling sick, as I had no idea what type of bug bite me and I felt poison.

I kept working on finding the cases of coke so I asked someone where to find some. It appears, that this someone was a psychic who tried to hypnothize me againsts my will, but she was not successful.

I felt that I would better pick up a cab and ask for directions, as I was feeling to uneasy. I asked the driver about a store were I could buy them. He told me to go down the street, three lights and then turn left. I wondered if they would accept US dollars.

I felt unsafe, so I went up to pick my car, like if I was going to cross back to the US. I wondered if I had my passport, as I did not recall picking it up before heading to mexico.

There were cops encouraging children to do crimes

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

I've been getting only about 7-8 hours each night because i've had things to do this and part of last week. These dreams aren't very detailed because i'm used to getting 9-11 hours at least. However, after tomorrow, i get back on my regular schedule and should be getting more detailed dreams.

7-22-2013:
-The first dream started off with me playing some sort of rpg game that had elements of serious sam in it. I was on a team, we were in a chamber trying to shut off a bomb, we had to hit a lever up top and a lever down below at the same time while fighting hoards of enemies. We managed to pull it off and make it back safely to a town square sort of like where merchants sold all sorts of things.

-Me and a friend were in mexico, we were part of a drug cartel. We had recently been betrayed and had everything taken from us. We were planning our revenge. The last thing i remembered from this one was me running through a town and some people getting shot.

7-23-2013:
-I was in a dark room with a teacher from my school. The teacher was experimenting with lasers, it was pretty cool. He then gave me an assignment to go cook something, i remember getting in a car and heading out to the place to cook it at but that's all i remember.

-I was on my driveway, there were a bunch of other people here too, they were taking turns trying to see who could draw the best.

-This dream tells an epic story of a kid and his parents. I don't really remember that much but i will type what i know. It started off with the kid, he was trapped in a cave. He eventually finds his way out and makes his way to a futuristic looking city. There, his foster dad offers to do something for him, but he turns him down and this led to a very sad ending. The dream then reversed back to that scene and this time, the kid said yes, and all i remember is the kid making his way to a hotel room and finding an orange there.

7-24-2013:
-I'm at my school trying to learn some music, i then go to the bathroom. Except, the bathroom is the one at my house. As i go in, there are other people there, kind of weird. As i leave to go to bed, i remember trying to put a retainer over my retainer.

7-25-2013:
-The first dream this night was pretty long and all over the place. The most i can remember is: It had something to do with japanese and chinese, I adventured with a kid and a dragon, i think i may have committed some sort of crime at an airport.

-I was in an underground city and in some sort of cramped engineering room. There, my friend had claws on his hand and started cutting my face up. I then took the claws and cut his face up pretty bad and escaped into the sewers below. There, i became lucid and there was a nude girl beside me, so i got the impulse and had sex with her.

Last night 2/26/13 Tuesday bed time 12:45am - 9am

DR 7am
I'm in a house in the canyon. I'm sleeping over with some other people. Trying to pick bedroom to sleep in. I think the rooms are haunted so I take my blankets to the sofa.

Nap 12:15 - 2:30

I knew it's gonna be good, because body started to relax in just a few minutes. Couldn't decide if to go for OBE or WILD, so kept mixing up the mantras. Did protection, tried to wiggle astral body. Finally fell asleep. Woke up to something later and got into a WILD.

When WILD faded away, I thought to myself "wait a minute, I'm still lucid. I refuse to just lose lucidity. Have to get into another LD. I did this about 4 time.

Details have faded away, because last attempt to retain lucidity failed and I fell into a long non-lucid.

LDs
- As I'm floating through a arched corridor with some wires and lights on the wall, I decide to eat a lightbulb, because I remembered how others ate some. So I smash it in my hand and start eating. I was wondering how it will taste like. It didn't taste like anything, but slightly on the nasty side. Was crunchy as expected. It stuck to my fingers as if it was melted sugar. My finger hurt as I was biting the hardened sugar bulb off of it and I was worried that I may accidentally bite my finger off.

- I float into a small grocery store. Stop by candy isle and decide to eat something else. I pick a small yellow baggy of gummy candy. Turn it around and start reading the ingredients. I don't like gummies from apple juice.
These are the ingredience:

Hef! Hef! Hefner Industries!

I was laughing my head off in the store. I gave some of the candy to someone else.

- I remember other exits, each one totally different than the other. When WILDing, I made a plan to stay in my room and explore. I remember one LD I'm in my room, looking around, thinking "ok, I explored, now lets get out of here"

Non-lucid
I'm in a van. Bunch of other people. We are stopped somewhere. Someone offended someones sister so bunch of angry girls come to car and try opening the doors. We try to shut them.

Then I'm walking on a promenade by a huge lake in Mexico. I see hotdogs float by, nicely arranged. I wonder what the hell? Then I see a person grilling hot dogs, saying "finally they delivered the hot dogs". He ment the onse that floated to him.

Looking for a place to sit inside the restaurant, then picking a table nicely decorated with small round vases with red flowers. I'm kinda not happy, I would rather try some authentic mexican food than food from turist trap restaurant.

Walking through customs with lots of other people. The oficer is telling me that dollar is in the crapper, with 1 peso eqaling 1 dollar.

Good feeling from the whole thing, had bunch of fun with exits. Gotta love them.

I had a dream that my boyfriend and I went to the airport so he could catch his flight back home (he lives in Mexico; I live in the US). After we said goodbye and he left, I went looking for someone who could tell me when the next flights to Mexico were to have an idea of when we could get together again. Not too long after we went our separate ways, I turned around and saw him behind me. I was surprised to see him there, as his flight had already begun boarding. Surprised, I asked him why he was still here, but I woke up before he had a chance to reply.

After going back to sleep (I don't know what time it was when I woke up, but it was still dark), I had a dream that I was at a party. I saw a girl there who looked familiar; I recognized her to be Ashley (my tulpa Link's girlfriend, who has a different host). I thought that I should tell Link that Ashley was there, since he'd be happy to see her, but then I remembered that tulpae can't see other people's tulpae (somehow, it didn't occur to me that I shouldn't be able to see her, either).

Wow, it has been a few days since I remembered any dreams, but this one was fun, it lasted about a half an hour to an hour.

So in Mexico, I don't know how/why we were there, I get caught by this man, he says Christians can't talk about the bible there. I get sort of mad, and start talking to him for a long time about why I believe what I believe, hearing his background, giving my background. I do not remember the details of the conversation. He told me the reason he hated Christians was because of a few years ago, when Obama was a Senator, he was told a verse from Ezekiel that sounded hypocritical. He then backed it up saying that "it says similarly at this spot in the bible about this." I responded he was quoting from the old testament out of context, and that he should first read those verses in context, then read the new testament before the old. I remember thinking I had been there a long time, then my dad comes in from downstairs, which is weird because I know we were outside, on some benches. Anyway, he starts reading off some Doonesbury comic to me, I listen, but then tell him I gotta go, I say that I hope what I had said meant anything to him, he said he would read the new testament, or at least part of it, but he doesn't expect any change. I take one last look at his face as the dream ends, and I swear to God he looked just like Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction.

It was interesting to me just how long the conversation went on. I recited 3 full bible verses throughout the conversation, none of which I have memorized. I wish I could recall what I had said in the dream. I'd like to reference those and see if my subconscious recalled the correct verses or if it was just spewing gibberish.

Destroying a Bomb

Three nights ago I had a dream that someone had a bomb strapped to them. It consisted of 3 M-80 sized explosives -- 1 each in black, red, and green.

If I broke the wires, it would blow, but I couldn't let it stay on the person, so I took my foot and broke through the wires. It did not blow.

Zombies

I dreamed there were zombies with powdery-white hair and faces. One had a ware-wolf face. He had the powdery-white hair and face also. He was an outcast even among the other zombies.

He was trying to climb up on a window ledge, but was having trouble because he wasn't very strong.

Chinese Taking Nigerian Slaves
Another Alarm-infiltrated dream

I was playing a game with some lady. I was a guest in her home I think. The game was like Risk. I was in the position to make a diplomatic tie with China. I wasn't happy about their stand on human rights, but I decided to make friends with them because it seemed better than not doing so.

I went to a box with cartridges and pulled out the one to make friends with China. That would be a pain in the ass game!

As I pulled out that cartridge, another came out a bit. I left it, and the lady got a little upset that I left it out. I explained that my dad would have been upset to, but I would push it back in when I replaced my cartridge.

Then I realized that in real life, China was taking up the practice of enslaving Nigerians. I though, "Oh God! We got over that 150 years ago, and they are just now starting?" I pictured the horrors starting all over again with one person representing everyone who would now become slaves. It was horrible.

Trafficking Cocaine

I was in a Semi going across the border to Mexico. I was being stopped so border patrol could check my truck. It had cocaine in it. I now realized I was in trouble because of course they would check a trailer like mine.

I saw a truck that was parked really poorly. I thought I did such a poor job of parking. Then I realized My truck was actually parked properly.

Fish

I was in the water. I saw several fish. I caught one fish by the tail. It was friendly looking, but had a ferocious looking mouth. It was blue and white.

At first, I wasn't sure it was a fish, but I looked at it closely and saw what I thought were eyes, which they were. That's when the fish came to life. I caught it by the tail between my thumb and forefinger on the flat part of its tail.

Someone was with me. I tried to tell them how to catch a similar fish.

Then I was by a coral reef. It was large and flat, and things could live under it. I was afraid something could come out from under it because I was right there at the edge.

I saw muscles too. They made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

I was in Mexico. I was moving there. At first there was some problem, but then it seemed to be working out OK.

I ran through some mud that went up my ankle a little higher than ankle socks. Then I was spitting mud out of my mouth. I kept spitting out more and more.

Eventually I was in a building trying to get out. Twice I ended up looking into someone's hotel room, but it was as though everything was connected, so I just passed their room that I was half way in, as I was trying to find an exit.

A couple times I wondered why I was in Mexico in the first place.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a museum with enormous rooms. The paintings were also enormous. The walls of the rooms may have been twenty or so meters tall. The paintings were just as tall.

I may have been with a group of people, possibly a school group. But I had broken off from them for some reason or another, and I was now walking around by myself.

But I was afraid to go into any of the rooms very far. The paintings on the walls were so gigantic. I was afraid they'd fall on me and smash me. So I could barely go beyond the threshold into rooms.

One room was kind of dimly lit, like from a dirty set of windows in the ceiling. I saw a pair of paintings in the room. The paintings were, I told myself, either by Goya or El Greco.

The paintings had the same subject: a young man in rich attire, something like pink, satin pants and a white shirt. The paintings stood opposite each other in a kind of side niche in the room. I wanted to examine the paintings closer, but I was too afraid of them falling on me.

I left this room -- I think -- and went into another room. The paintings were also huge in this room. But I may have been getting braver about being around the paintings, and I may have stepped quite a few meters into the room.

But now I looked up and saw that there were also paintings in the ceiling, the rest of the ceiling being made out of thick, ornate wood, like in the Rose Reading Room of the New York Public Library. I was now afraid of the ceiling paintings falling on me. They seemed like they'd be heavier than the wall paintings.

Dream #2

It was a greyish day. I was either treading water in a river, moving backwards slowly in a small boat, like a rowboat, in a river, or standing on a walkway through or at the edge of a river.

I may at first have been with a group of older, well-off people, like a tour group. But I'd broken away from the group a bit. The group were all walking along the walkway.

The river was wide, and at the other end of it was a big, kind of square, building. The building faced the river directly, starkly: it may even have been a bit cantilevered over the river.

The building was made of some kind of white stone, but the front of it, or the side facing the river, was of slightly tinted glass. This windowed section curved around the sides of the building as well, giving the white stone of the building a kind of backwards "C" shape.

I knew that the building was an art museum. It was the Art Museum of Mexico or the Mexico Museum of Art. It was a very good and nice museum. But it was also used -- especially the enormous room overlooking the river -- by drug cartels for arranging certain deals.

People liked to visit the museum. But people who went there were always afraid. You always had to be careful not to hear things, or at least not to act like you heard things. And you couldn't offend any person in any way. If you offended someone or acted like you'd overheard some drug deal being arranged, you could be killed.

But for some reason I was feeling defiant. I was going to go into the museum and I wasn't going to act afraid at all. Besides, it was the Mexico Museum of Art. It was full of great works of art. I'd be really disappointed in myself if I didn't see the art works there.

Dream #3

I was in some building. I was near a staircase. Apparently I'd always come here to this place to read. Other people did, too. But I'd come to have a favorite spot for reading on the staircase. And I'd read there all the time.

There were some guys who'd decided to follow me around. They thought I was really smart. They were jealous of me. They wanted to figure out everything I was doing and studying. They thought if they read everything I read, they could get smarter than they thought I was.

One of these guys was an old, kind of tall, white man with a big belly. He wore nice slacks and a nice button-up shirt. He saw I was heading toward the staircase to read. So he either took the place I always took or took a place a few steps higher than my place. Wherever he sat, his plan was to look down at what I was doing, so he could do it, too, and hopefully beat me at it.

I tried to figure out what to do. I didn't really care if people knew what I was doing. I tried to be open about that. But I felt annoyed. I may have thought I'd hide whatever I was doing, just to annoy the man back a little. Or I may have thought I'd just act unperturbed, like the man didn't bother me, or didn't exist at all.

I was at a theater or opera house where costumes used in past plays were being sold. One item I recognized as a gown from the opera Turandot - I tried it on with the mask from The Fall and posed dramatically.



Around this time I became lucid. I immediately started to fly and felt the dream fade away. To counter this, I came back to the ground and started by spinning in place, since the dream was starting to fade. This stabilized everything succesfully.

Then, I wanted to practice what I'd read in the DV forums - that getting control over a dream is about assuming you can do something rather than questioning whether or not you had the ability. I practiced by making fire shoot out of my fingers. The first two times I struggled, but then practiced assuming it would happen. Then I was able to do it. I went from lighting my finger on fire to lighting my hand on fire, with mostly success.

Satisfied with the fire experiment, I wondered what I should do now that I was lucid. Sex came to mind, and I looked around at the people around me. Lots were beautiful women, so I chose one and started to caress her. But, I wasn't really feeling it. I should have sex with someone I actually know, I thought. I saw a friend in the distance, approached him, and kissed him. He reminded me of another time we'd done this, in RL rather than a dream, and I was mortified by the embarrassing memory (note: false memory, I'd never been with this person in RL).

Not feeling into the whole sex thing, and started to wonder what I should do next. Hey, I should go to Chichen Itza, just like the IOSDP mentions. I don't believe in shared dreaming, but trying their challenge sounded like a good next step. I visualized Chichen Itza, and a few seconds later I was at its base, gazing up at it. The sides were too curvy, so I stared at them until they were straight. I noticed a fence around the pyramid and noted how strange it was my subconcsious put it there. Now I'm at Chichen Itza, I thought, so I should probably meet the people here and try to remember them when I wake. There were about 10-15 people standing with me, so I went around to them to ask their names and remember their faces. There were four blonde women of varying bodytypes, and I remember one man with brown hair, a green barret, and a slightly pudgy figure. Another male was tall and had tousled brown hair - he looked only 17 or 18, and I thought he seemed like a student. I tried hard to remember names - even asked people to put nametags on - but the names kept changing and I had trouble remembering. One person was named Enzo or Anzo, I think. Another was Cho. I woke up shortly after.

Note: Haven't written here lately due to travel and holiday busyness. The night of the above LD I was exhausted from travel - tried sleeping on my back with eyes closed for 30 seconds, then gave up and rested on my stomach and was asleep in seconds.