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My first lucid experience this year! It's tiny but its encouragement that I am on the right path.
Dream 1: Non-Lucid
I was travelling aboard a cruise ship/ferry with a lot of people from my school. It was all going well until some sort of sea monster appeared on the radar and started swamping us with waves. We managed to stay upright after one pass by of the monster, but the second attack flipped us upside down and we began to sink. I managed to swim out the door and up to the surface, just before I ran out of oxygen. Gasping for breath, I saw about a dozen other people who had survived, out of the 50-100 on board. The monster dissapeared after that, presumably down with the ship, so we swam to the shore and set about finding civilization. We came across an ancient roman complex and discovered we were in Italy, and so two of the survivors who could speak Italian started conversing with a woman there and I went off exploring the beautiful villa. I woke up then due to my brother.
Dream 2: Lucid Kinda
I was at school (surprise surprise dreamsign ) and during recess I was in the library trying to find a book. A girl came up and we started talking, And I ended up arranging to meet her after school. I went on to Politics class, which had my brother in it as well which was a bit odd. The lesson flew past with me thinking about what had happened before,almost conscious but not quite. Then the teacher span around and asked my brother, "Do you know what we have talked about for the past 50 minutes!" and he didn't know. She then turned on me and asked the same, and I couldn't reach anything. (I think that actually helped give me some consciousness as it is similar to the reality check of asking yourself how and why you re where you are and what did you do previously) After that the teacher went on to my brother about all these levels of punishment he would be getting, and I sorta tuned out and thought about things more. Bit by bit I became more and more aware until I suddenly thought "This must be a dream", feeling a little foolish because I thought I was just daydreaming/imagining the scene at that time. Lo and behold however when I did that I got a shot of awareness and ding a ling lucidity . Unfortunately I woke up immediately without being able to do anything, I just got tingly all over and started feeling my own body. Ah well, better luck next time!

#1 Rainn Wilson's Comedy Act
I am in some darkened theater and Rainn Wilson (Dwight Schrute)is on stage doing stand-up comedy. My wife is next to me and her sister is next to her. Rainn has some sort of drum that look like a metal coffee can in a square box on a stand. He stands in front of it and says something about how he's Jewish. We all laugh at lot a his jokes. Somehow I am able to reach out and pat the drum a few times.

Then he randomly starts playing violin with a full orchestra behind him. People take this as the end of his act and start leaving in mass numbers. My wife, her sister and I decide to stay. I think the music sounds amazing and relaxing. My wife and her sister get up to get a closer seat since there are some open now. My wife wants me to follow but I realize that for some crazy reason I have and erection. I wave her on and tell her I'll be there in a minute. I visually follow her with my eyes and get a good idea where they are sitting. I try to understand why I have an erection but am in now way aroused. Then I think this happens a lot during dreaming.

I briefly wake up notice that yes I do have an erection and renter the dream non lucid. I have some thoughts about the music. Maybe that's his way of getting everyone to randomly get bored and thus ending the show in some strange dryly humors way. Or maybe he doesn't want people to linger and greet him backstage. That must be it.

I am back in the same seat and every is as if I had not woke up at all. (Perhaps I didn't really wake up?)Now I have some sort of blanket or cloak that I hold in front of me. As I walk it wraps around me and I feel secure and cozy. I find my wife and her sister almost up to the front and I sit next to them still enjoying the music. At the point more and more people start leaving. The music ends and Rainn says something. Then, "If you linger that means you a close pals with Dwight. You'll be just like him." I look over and my wife and her sister are gone. Some blonde is walking past looking displeased. Not wanting to be like Dwight, I say to her, "That's it I'm out."

I follow massive amounts of people out of the exits. The line just to get out seems impossibly long. For some reason, perhaps out of habit, I pat my pockets noticing my wallet, keys, and cellphone are missing. I begin to panic thinking it must have fallen out some place. There is some small table next to wall with my stuff. I snatch it up and check the contents of my wallet. My cards are missing along with my driver's license and Social Security card. I panic. My dad passes by and asks what's wrong. I tell him and he walks away uninterested. I want call my wife now to get the numbers off her cards to alert the bank and credit card company. I fiddle with the phone and place find it very difficult to place a call. One I finally hit send it disconnects immediately.

I realize I had wondered into the parking lot. I just wonder around looking for my wife or the car while trying to place a call. I feel helpless and actually begin to cry of the whole situation. I feel tears rolls down my cheeks as I become aware of other pedestrians and vehicles passing by me. I try to hide the fact that I am crying but eventual decide I don't care. I keep trying to call my wife and I become very pissed that my phone just wont work right. I begin to remember something and think, "This happens a lot in dreams." For some reason I think about how easy it is for my father in law to use his phone. Then, That's it I just need a new phone.

I put the phone away and now I am in some Christmas shop full of Dr. Sues looking stuff. I think this must be some sort of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" replica. I figure this would be a likely place to find my wife. I look around some narrow zigzag hallway decorated with lights and garland but only see strange faces. They are all women and I get the feeling like I should not be in there. Like maybe I wondered into the women's restroom. I wake up.

I use MILD and visualize an OBE with mantra

#2 Spiderman?
I wake from some NLD that I can't recall and am able to DEILD. Maybe I am just waking to REMatonia or SP. I feel tingles in my arms and legs but no vibrations. This time I really expected vibrations. I incorrectly visualized my OBE. I'll have to keep that in mind. I wake for awhile and become very bored. I don't think to induce the vibrations and I start visualizing wondering the house hoping to exit my body that way. I start with walking along the bedroom wall noticing the fell of it with both hand. I press my body to it almost hugging it.

Suddenly I am crawling up a wall that looks like the semi-gloss green of the bathroom and become lucid but on a lower level than usual. Now I slide down the wall as I think about gravity. I shift my thinking and think that gravity is wherever I choose. I tell myself that gravity is in the wall. I now get a grip and crawl to the ceiling. Again I chose gravity to be on the ceiling and I crawl to that. I begin to enjoy my control of gravity and crawl all over the small empty room that I am in without much effort.

Now I realize I have an erection again and...I'm embarrassed to say... I start humping the wall in various places. My lucidity begins to slip and I lose all self control. I wake up before too much happens.

#3 Xanous Knows Baseball
I am on a professional baseball field. I see my name on some batting roster and I head to the dugout. I laugh that my name actually reads "Xanous". I do a double take and notice that the spelling has morphed into a type of l33t speak but still clearly says "Xanous". I don't catch this and think, They must have got confused somehow and used my online name. I actually like it and decide to just go with it.

I see Tonya from work in the dugout and I ask her name. She says her name is Coraline and she is from Guatemala.
For whatever reason I blurt out, "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAL!"
I laugh at my mistake. "Oops. No that's soccer. We are playing baseball... HOOOOOOOOMERUN!"
She laughs and tells me how to say home-run in Spanish. I slowly repeat the word several times and she corrects me until i get it right. I can't remember what it was now but it was some long complicated word. I wake up.

#4 Off-Roading
I am sitting on a large 4-wheeler waiting of some black truck with huge off road tires to pass me. The sky is over cast and there is a large mud puddle on the trail. Somehow the driver of the truck communicates to me that they are waiting for me to lead them. I smile and motion them to follow. I say something like, "Try to keep up." with a cocky grin on my face.

I drive thru the mud and down the trail then I take a turn up an impossibly steep hill. I feel the 4-Wheeler struggle and throw mud as I open the throttle but I make it. At the top there is a shear grassy drop off. Beyond looks like something out of Skyrim but less rocky. I follow the narrow ridge but now I am being pulled along by a push mower. A long line of pine sapling get mowed down then I reach a steep muddy hill going down and ride down. At the bottom I think I should have done that on the 4-wheeler. Now I am on the 4-wheeler instead.

There is a camp site near some building that is basically a wall on the side of a dirt cliff. I gather up my stuff and load the 4-wheeler to leave. There are two guys coming out of the building. I think they must be the ones that were in the truck. They ask if this is how I go mountain climbing. I say, "No there's no rocks. I like to rock climb like that." I point to a poster tacked to a tree of a man rock climbing. the two men start talking to a 3rd unknown person. I get the feeling that they two guys are a gay couple. I look them over and they look too... pretty to be out in the woods. The more feminine man on the right says something about going to "The Wretched Festival." Is that a gay thing? Now they have their arms around each other. I begin to feel perturbed by it so I drive off without a word. I wake up.

I am with some friends outside and someone spots a drone hovering low with a giant camera lens on it. I get pissed that the government is spying on us all the time we all flip it off and yell obscenities. After awhile, the drone lands and morphs into a walking robot about 7 feet tall. I suddenly have a machine gun and I begin shooting at the robot putting bullet holes in the chest and head. It topples over with electric sparks. More robots quickly come and I run away as I blast more of them. One of them gets too close and I smash it's face with the but of my rifle. A disconnected robot head comes hovering at from another downed robot and bat it down and stomp on it until it is dead and smashed.

I look around standing near the body of a robot and realize that I made it inside some public building. The entrance way looks a lot like a bank and I can see something like a swat team storming up outside the glass doors. I put one foot on the robot and pose for the media. I know that I will go to jail but I want to make a statement for the rest of the country. I'll be a hero and a martyr.Then it occurs to me that the media is controlled by the state and will not portray me as a hero but more like a terrorist. The swat team points weapons at me and waits for me to come out. I put my gun down and hands and start to come out in surrender. Then, I realize that they too will not be kind to me. They will probably kill me anyway so I may as well run for it. I pause for a second contemplating my next move. Under my breath I calmly mutter, "Fuck it." I pick up my rifle and run for another exit.

I am outside running someplace downtown and suddenly it's dark. I am with others fighting along side me. I try to think where we can hide. Do we have a base? No. I just started this spur of the moment. Every looks to me as their leader. I try to think this out but two robots come looking like they have Guy Fawkes masks on in mockery. They over take me. At this point I become dimly aware that I am dreaming. And force the dream to have a different outcome. Mulligan. There is a blip and I am back just before they get me. This time I have my machine gun and I shoot them both down. A third figure comes out of the darkness. He looks like sometime organic and monstrous like something out of a video game. (I really can't recall exactly what it looks like anymore. I didn't write this down when I woke up.) I can't seem to hit it with my machine gun so I summon a large shotgun by reaching to my side with my right hand and expecting something to be there. Without looking, I vividly feel the gun materialize in my hand. Then, I easily blast the creature in the face.

I either lost lucidity here or I briefly woke up or I guess both.

Now I am on some boat docks with a group of American rebels. I think we could take several of the smallest boats we can fit into to avoid detection and try to make it Cuba. Perhaps there we can seek asylum. If not we will just hide out for a while. I choose something like a John Boat and get it. As we speed off into the darkness, I wake up.

I have been dreaming about boat docks a lot lately.