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Dream - Lucid

I was at home, and started to think about a guinea pig my brother apparently had. It looked like it had tortiseshell fur, which is black with yellow-orange flecks. I hadn't heard about it in awhile. I then "remembered" what happened. He had moved the guinea pig's container, which was a HUGE glass aquarium-type thing, like you'd see the rodents in in Petsmart, into the garage, because he had rearranged his room. I then had this realization that Blake hadn't paid ANY attention to this guinea pig in a couple of months. The guinea pig was probably dead.

This made me pretty mad, because he has a fish too (IWL he actually does have the fish), and he was bad about cleaning out its tank (IWL this really is an issue...at least for me). I couldn't fathom how someone could take in a living animal, and then just forget about it and let it die. I approached Blake about it, and he didn't seem too concerned, though he did acknowledge that he had forgotten about him. He went into the garage to check up on it. I didn't want to look, because I figured the poor little guy was definitely dead by now. However, when Blake came back, he said the guinea pig was fine and just sleeping. I pictured it asleep in its food dish. I wondered how it stayed alive for that long with no food, water, or having its cage cleaned out. I told Blake it had probably been eating its own feces to stay alive.

This next stuff gets a little confusing in my mind. I'll try to put it into some sort of order that makes sense.

I realized I was dreaming, so, to not lose the dream, I kept repeating in my head "Stay in the dream, stay in the dream..." which at least helped keep the dream colorful and vivid. I also did some hand examinations, not to RC, but so I wouldn't lose focus on the dream world.

I saw that I was in my room. I walked up to the mirror, and saw myself. I looked the same aside from my hair, which was short, straight, and dark red. I also had short bangs. Looking back, the hairstyle reminds me of flappers from the 20s. I smiled, cause it looked good. I was then topless and my boobs were way huge. I thought it was kinda hot really, and started to think about sexy time things, but it wasn't really working too well. I looked at myself in the mirror again, and I still had the different hair.

I then woke up, but DEILDed into another dream. I was then staring at some picture on the wall of my room. I repeated the "Stay in the dream..." stuff, but I don't think it lasted very long.

I DEILDed again, but this time, I went into a non-lucid. The guinea pig situation was still an issue. But this time, when I confronted Blake about it and he checked on the little guy, it was dead. Big surprise. That's what happens when you neglect an animal for 2 months. I just didn't understand why it wasn't a huge deal for Blake. I don't know if I confronted him or not about the issue, but I know I was angry, and thought to myself how mind-boggling it was that someone could take responsibility for an animal's life, and just forget about it. I pictured the guinea pig in its cage in the garage, dead in its food dish. I thought back to the previous part of the dream where the guinea pig was alive, and figured that I had just dreamed that up.

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I was sitting at a kitchen table in someone's house, and I took a little white pill called "Molly" and washed it down with some water that was in a glass to my right on the table (something I've never done or seen IWL and never EVER want to do...I've seen stuff like this mess up too many lives). It was nighttime outside. I don't remember who I was with, but I started to freak out before it kicked in, saying to myself in my head stuff like well you can forget going to sleep tonight and stuff like that. I immediately regretted taking the damn thing. I contemplated texting Aaron, who had done it before, and telling him, but I didn't.

I then remember being in a room with some other people. We were apparently waiting on Austin to come over. I knew he just wanted to smoke. I was starting to feel the pill now, and I felt hyper and twitchy. Ugh. It was stressing me out pretty badly. Austin was then there. I don't remember much else about that part, other than there was a small point where I became lucid while I was sitting next to someone and talking, but I just let things go on as they were instead of taking advantage of the moment.

I was then running around outside at what I think was dusk with this little boy of about 10 years old. He was chasing me and laughing. I felt weird about it, like the little boy was somehow inappropriately attracted to me. He then grabbed my waist as we ran, and then, he moved his hands under my shirt and on my waist. Definitely inappropriate behavior. I kept running for a second or two before I woke up.

After a dry spell, I had two in one 24 hour period. I hope this means I'm back in business.

6-26-08

Lucid Dream:

This started out a college dream. I remember setting up my new dorm room with my new roommate. As I finished setting up my stuff, I noticed that my roommmate and I both had several pots of blue flowers. We each had blue pansies and blue lobelia. I pointed that out to my roommate who also thought that was cool.

I also saw that we had both set up Gorilla shelves (those really heavy duty shelves you can buy at Home Depot).

At some point I saw that my jeans that I had been wearing that already had a small rip in them, had completely ripped up and around the back of my leg. There was no way I could continue to wear them. I looked in my suitcase and saw that they were my only pair of jeans. I couldn't believe that I had only packed one pair of jeans. I realized that I could just buy another one. I pulled a pair of capris out of my suitcase. I then pulled off my jeans and looked at myself in the mirror. I knew that I was older than a lot of the other college students. But as I looked at my body in the mirror I felt that I looked young enough to blend in.

Later I was hanging out on campus with a guy named Tim that I supposedly knew. We went together to this huge auditorium where there was going to be some kind of program. We walked in. I could see that we were on one of the upper levels. I wanted to get down closer so we could see better. We went down this ramp that had red velvet carpet. We went down quite a ways.

I noticed that there were TV cameras hanging by these chains from one of the levels. I asked why they were hanging. I was told that when the building shifted that the cameras would still be hanging completely still. It made sense to me in the dream.

But somewhere here I did become lucid. As soon as I did I found an exit and flew out.

My first thought was that I hadn't planned ahead, and I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with this lucid.

Then I remembered that I had been longing to fly in my real life. That the best thing I could possibly do was to just fly and to really appreciate the feeling of flying. So I flew out over some trees. I remember feeling how the wind felt on my face. I also tried to notice how I felt the movement of my body as I went up and down. I did this for a while before I finally lost lucidity.

4-12-08


I was in a hotel room. I was looking at myself in a mirror. I noticed that my hair was very curly. I looked away for a moment and when I looked back my hair was really frizzy. This change made me lucid.

[I'm really embarrassed to say what I did next. But I guess I will--but please realize that in real life I really don't have this same obsession to look at my breasts.....]

The first thing I was to take off my shirt again to see what my naked body would look like in this dream. I looked normal and in proportion. I then decided it would be fun to see if I could mentally change the size of my breasts. I first made them bigger. They easily changed until they were a couple of cup sizes bigger. Then I decided to make them smaller. So I did this several times noticing how easy it was to change them. I just thought it, and they changed. I felt proud of myself for being able to do this so easily, and how I felt I was gaining much more control in LDs these days. I then decided to make them really big. But one got all saggy and deformed, so I made them normal again.

I then lost lucidity. But I was still in the hotel room. I looked over and saw my dad sitting on the bed. My dad is dead in real life, so this triggered lucidity immediatly. I then remembered that I wanted to complete the advanced task of riding a tsunami.

So I flew out the hotel door. I was flying over a forest. I needed to find the ocean. I then looked down and saw a river. For some reason I thought that I could make a tsunami on that river. I got closer and saw that the river was flowing fast. I kind of hovered barely above the river and wondered if that would count as riding a tsunami. But then I figured that this was more like white river rafting, and most likely would not count.

I decided to fly higher again. The forest was covered in snow. I could see buildings ahead. As I go closer they looked more like toys, yet they were really big. They reminded me of Playmobil--like great big dollhouses.

I then thought of Robot_Butler's dreams and how I wanted more interesting dreams, and how I needed to just relax and "go with the flow"-- but as I looked around I could see no one, and there was absolutely nothing going on that was at all interesting. Discouraged, I started looking for people. I decided I needed people for the dream to be interesting.

I don't exactly remember what happened next. I do remember talking to a girl named Claire. we were talking about someone named John. I don't think I was lucid during that part.

But then I was lucid again. I saw two guys. I knew I needed to interact with them. The only thing I could think of to do with them was to kiss them. I went to one of the guys and started to kiss him. It was awkward, and he was a terrible kisser. Then he said some rude things to me and started talking about Claire. I decided not to waste my time on him any longer.

I went to the next guy. He was much better looking anyway. He was gentle and nice to me and the kiss was wonderful and romantic. I remember his name was Jake.

At some point during this I woke up.

3-21-08


Lucid Dream.

Like usual, I'm not sure how this one began. I do know that I was at my friend's J and P B's house. There were several other peopel there and everyone was talking.

I then noticed a piles of fossils, mostly megalodon teeth sitting in a pile. I immediately asked P about them. he said that he and some freinds had just returned from a fossil hunting expedition and those were some of what he found. I was suddenly so jealous. I had always wanted to go do something like that. And thougth megalodon teeth were so cool. I told him, "Please, next time you go, let me come too."

Later I saw a map sitting in on a coffee table and it showed the place where they had found the fossils. It was right here in town--just down the hill from the library. I was suddnely so excited to go looking for megalodon teeth myself.

Then I had this feeling creep over me. This was too good to be true. Maybe this was just a dream. I had mixed feelings about this thought. Part of me wanted this to be a dream because then I could fly around and do other cool sutff. But part of me really wanted the part about being able to find megalodon teeth here in town to be true.

I did the test I ususally do and jumped a little into the air. I did float a bit. Not much, and I questioned that a little, until I asked myself if I could float at all in real life. Then I accepted that this was a dream.

I don't remember everything I did at this point, and I think there were a few times that I lost lucidity.

I do know that at one point I went out into their backyard. I admired how nice the yard was--sectioned off with part of the yard grass, part patio, part garden. I then decided to try to fly without moving my arms in swimming style like I usually do.

I just stood there and pictured little rockets on the bottoms of my feet. It worked. I started rising into that air very quickly. I wanted to see how high I could go since I usually have a limit.

I went pretty high--maybe like a 15 story building. I wanted to look out at the horizon as I went, but my eyes were forced to look straight down. I don't know why, and it bothered me that I had trouble controling that.

I landed and tried again. I took off again "rocket feet" style. This time I noticed it was dusk. I could see a McDonlads lit up below me. (In retrospect, I know it was inspired by a picture I took of a Mc Donalds at dusk which I'll have to post after I write this up.)


I'm not sure what I did after this. But I do know that at some point I went back inside the B's house. I noticed a little fridge in the back room. I opened it up to see what was inside. I saw a carton of ice cream.

Doing this made me remember that I wanted to look in my closet to see what was inside. I figured if I flew around a little in this house that I could transform this into my house and when I opened the door it would be my room and my closet.

I did this and it didn't quite work. I saw a closet door in the hallway and decided that when I opened it it would be my room.

I opened the door and rushed inside. But to my horror I saw J and P in bed having sex. Seeing this made me lose lucidity. I was so embarrassed that I had just walked in on them like that. I said sorry really quick and closed the door.

But then I wondered if this could still be part of the dream. Man, I hoped it was. I jumped and floated in the air. I let out a huge sigh of relief.

I went to another door and opened it. This one wasn't quite my room, but there were enough things in common that I decided that I would open the closet to see what was inside anyway.

Theh closet doors were glass. I could see myself fly over to it. Seeing myself fly distracted me from opening the closet. I noticed how wonderfully horizontally I flew. I flew back and forth admiring my control at being able to fly so slow and smoothly while remaining in such great form.

I then noticed that I was wearing blue jeans. They made my legs look long and lean.

I decided to land and really look at myself. I looked taller than normal. I liked it. I then did what I did in a previous LD. I wanted to see what I looked like without clothes. So I first took off my shirt. I was wearing my blue sports bra. My skin looked quite tan. I then slipped off my bra to see what my dream breasts looked like. They were similar except that the nipples were darker. I noticed two girls/women come into the room. I knew they weren't real, so I continued to undress. I slipped the rest off, until I stood naked looking at myself in the mirror. I liked what I saw. I was glad my subconscious didn't make me all deformed or gross in any way.

One of the girls made a comment on me being naked. I basically said , "So what."

The other one started looking at me like she was totally turned on. She walked over to me and made some comment that I don't remember, but that I knew was sexual in nature. And I commented back in a like manner. I guess I was curious to see where this would go because I had never had this happen before in a dream.


And in my typical fashion, I'm going to have to end this dream here. I feel embarrassed to write down the details of what happened next. But I will say that right as it was feeling really good, I woke up.

I finally made it into space! Even though I had no idea how to handle myself once I got there, the fact that I flew up there was a huge milestone. Before this, stable flight had been a bit elusive for me. Big step forward!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #20: The Unprepared Astronaut

I'm a graduating senior in college, following around a guy who seems to think we're close friends. I feel pretty guilty because I have no memory of him at all. I'm accompanying him so he can say his post-college goodbyes to his girlfriend. We meet her outside of a dormitory, and I recognize her as a girl that I know from high school. I recognize how weird this is and quickly find myself lucid.

Both of the dream characters freeze in place, looking into one another's eyes. I decide to leave the love birds alone while I take another pass at Task of the Month. (In this case, I'm going to be trying to remove my head and replace it with a pumpkin.) I try to will a mirror onto the outer dormitory wall but nothing appears.

I remember how much more dream control success I have when I'm detailed and thorough. I try again, this time imagining an ornate mirror that's been worn by time, the paint on its frame beginning to chip and flake off. This time I get my mirror!

I look into the mirror but it's dirty and cloudy-looking. The reflection looks like a shirtless me but it's very hard to make out any detail. I wipe at the mirror but it just doesn't make any difference. Rather than get hung up here and waste a lucid dream doing glass-cleaning, I decide to spend my time trying out other things.

I leave the grounds of the dormitory and head out onto a quiet, empty street. The morning feels chilly and the city is covered with a blanket of fog. I wonder what this fog looks like from above, so I decide to try flying above it. This time, I focus on the little details. The chill of humid air against my fingertips. The breeze flowing past my hair and tickling my scalp. Concentrating on these sensations leaves me no time for doubt and I smoothly rise up into the fog.

The fog swallows me whole as I rise. I wonder how long it will take me to pierce it. I feel myself going faster and faster and soon I'm rocketing up through the atmosphere. The fog never seems to end and I feel like I must be high above the Earth.

Suddenly I break through into blackness. I stop rising, my momentum suddenly gone. I'm in the blackness of space and the fog is now a floor below me. I realize that it isn't just the city that was covered in fog -- it's the entire planet. I am able to breathe but I somehow can't keep myself from doing so in these desperate, shallow gasps.

My flight abilities have stopped working and my arms and legs flail helplessly. I will myself a pair of rocket shoes but I get confused trying to work the lever that turns them on. I start losing my cool and my breathing becomes even gaspier until I wake up.

This was a Task of the Month attempt and my first lucid in several days. This was a fun dream and it was exciting to be back in the saddle.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #19: The (Headless) Man in the Mirror

I'm in an office kitchen and I happen to run into L, an old friend from high school that I barely ever see. I ask how married life has been and whether anything exciting is going on with her. She reveals that she's expecting and is "3 weeks along". I remark that I couldn't tell (duh) but she doesn't respond.

Assuming she didn't hear me, I repeat what I just said, only to realize that she has vanished. A young woman taps me on the shoulder and says, "Are you okay? You look like you're talking to someone but there's nobody there." Immediately lucid, I nod to her. "Thanks. Everything's fine. I'm dreaming." She seems to accept this, walking away. My mind is immediately on the Task of the Month and I walk through the nearest doorway.

I wind up in a large classroom that looks like it might be for first- or second-graders. Daylight streams in from a large window on the far side of the room. I'm the only person in the room and there's a pumpkin in the middle of every short little table. Yes, conditions are perfect for removing my own head.

I walk around the room, thinking of mirrors, expecting to see one around every corner. Finally one of those odd, distorting fish-eye mirrors appears but I figure it'll be fine. I check my reflection and I'm wearing extremely thick black glasses and a purple tank top. My hair looks all 90s and hair-sprayed. I decide not to get too attached to this new look as I shall be ridding myself of this head shortly.

I begin to think about how all my life I have had the head of a Lego man, attached to my neck by nothing but a short knob. I place both hands under my jaw. Even though I can feel my hands on my face, my reflection's hands are a few inches away. I go ahead anyway, smoothly pushing up, and my head pops right off, just like a Lego piece. There's no blood and no pain. All of this feels perfectly natural.

I need to find a pumpkin now so I unceremoniously chuck my head onto the floor. It makes a sound like a softball as it lands. I grab a nearby pumpkin and see that it's already carved like a jack-o-lantern. I wonder whether this is a violation of the rules that I'm supposed to carve it. I decide that once I put it on I'll add features. (Maybe a mustache?) I return to the mirror to complete the procedure but find that my original head has grown back. I feel a flash of surprise and the mirror disappears.

I start looking around the class for more mirrors. One pops up but vanishes as soon as I try to look into it. I grumble about this and my voice suddenly sounds like the growl of an old man. I find a third mirror. When I look into it, Walter White from "Breaking Bad" is staring back at me. He (is this me or someone else??) is wearing the trademark Heisenberg pork pie hat and dark glasses. The dream fades and I'm awake.

[Thursday, September 13th, 2012]
<dream fragment>
I'm driving up to the High School with Nathan to drop him off for school... we pass by kids and I see the Principal, Ms Jacobson, and a Vice Principal walking next to her down the sidewalk. "Hey Nathan! I think I just saw the new Vice Principal! That was him wasn't it?"
"No, it wasn't."
(I wasn't entirely sure... but I tried to sound sure of myself anyways.)
"Yeah it was. He had a name tag on him... next time you see him, see if it said Vice Principal on it."
I went forward up the parking lot as far as I could go towards the Gym and turned... right a little and then dropped him off. I realized that this wasn't how you were supposed to drop people off, you were supposed to stop at the side walk and turn LEFT. Nathan got out and I didn't see him again after that. I glanced back to see if anyone was watching me- there wasn't. Everyone had vanished. It was just me in the parking lot now. I didn't think anything of it. I reversed out of there with some difficulty and drove back the way I was supposed to go, noting that I shouldn't go the way the buses usually go. (It didn't matter, but whatever.) As I was driving around the Football-field-side of the student parking lot, I thought to myself...
"Wait... I was just in bed trying to sleep... THIS IS A DREAM."

As my common sense and consciousness rushed into my mind, my visuals rippled and faded. Now I'm surrounded with nothing but darkness. I try to focus on anything to start another dream... and I see an imprint; a blurry visual... it's a vertical oval, like a round mirror... and there's a figure in the center staring back at me. Who is that? I focus on the figure and try to bring them closer to me. The visuals just get weaker and I feel my body now in WL. It's so numb, and it feels like my stomach is being forced through the bed into my spine... is something sitting on me? This must be sleep paralysis! I force my eyes closed even more in slight fear... and I just bring myself even closer to WL in the process of focusing on my body. I focus on the feeling of sleep paralysis as its fading... and I try to force sleep paralysis back, and surprisingly it works. I start to fade back into a dream, but then I fall back down into my bed and wake up completely.

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<false awakening>
I hear knocking at my door as I try to fall back asleep. I ignore it for a little bit and curse my Grandma's invasiveness. After a second, I convince myself she's still there and realize I'm naked in my bed. She knocks again and I could have SWORN she was opening the door at that second. My blanket was suddenly covering my body perfectly. Too perfectly... but it was fine at the time. I slip my boxers back on when she doesn't open the door and I get up and open it myself. She is there and she asks me a question that I don't remember, and then I wake up for real.

EDIT: She asked me how the jobs were going and if I had done anything else with it. I kind of got angry... "Grandma! I said I was just waiting on the school now to call me! I've already done everything I can, remember?!"

Non-dream Dream

I am at my wedding reception and people are playing a very strange wedding game by the pool. Everyone at the wedding gets in a big circle, head to back, and they stick their dick in the ass of the person in front of them. Me and 4 other people refuse to participate, even when KTC asks me to go behind her. I am upset because later I find out my wife participated. They were going for some kind of world record.

Dream 2:

I see myself in a mirror. I don't recall what my face looked like but my back looked very weird and hairy.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #14: The Kid Is Not My Son

Wife and I are attending a class led by my neighbor K, who is for some reason now a history professor. He's giving an interesting lecture on the early 20th century and every student in the class is captivated by his talk.

One very attractive student (who identifies herself as "Melinda") is shamelessly flirting with him. I lean over to Wife and whisper this to her but she insists that she hasn't noticed it.

I look to my right and notice that there's a mirror running the length of the wall. I see myself in this mirror except slightly from the back. Also apparent from my reflection is that I have chosen to attend class wearing no shirt. The combination of these two oddities brings me into lucidity.

My hair is cut short just like waking life but my physique is leaner and more muscular than in reality. I rub my hands together and my beefcake reflection does a perfect replica. Clarity is very, very high. I remark out loud that, "This lucidity is just incredible." Wife verbally agrees, "It really is! But quit checking yourself out in the mirror." I laugh because she totally caught me.

All of the students and Professor K are looking at me now. I see that Melinda is now wearing a Baby Bjorn that contains a squirming little blonde baby. Melinda looks Asian or half-Asian so the blonde hair is a bit of a surprise. A bigger surprise still is when Melinda says, "It's yours."

I'm left shocked and stammering for a response/denial/whimper. Melinda laughs, saying, "Not him! He's mine. She's yours." She points to my left. A nurse in scrubs and a surgical mask walks up to me and hands me a brown-haired little girl of about one. The little girl reaches for my nose and smiles up at me. I'm about to look for Wife's response to all of this but I wake up.

Dream - Lucid

I was at Jake's apartment. We were in his bedroom playing video games. It was pretty vivid, and I had a feeling I was dreaming. I did a finger count RC. I had been holding up only 4 fingers, but I was counting 5. It's a dream!

I went over to Jake and said
"Jake! Guess what?"
He smiled and replied, equating my enthusiasm,
"What?"
"This is a lucid dream!"
I floated up to the ceiling. How exciting! A very vivid LD!

I was then in a big room with lots of windows and a couch. The room was bright. I feel like many people were milling about. It sort of reminded me of a building from my old college. With me was an older man. His hair was greying. His presence didn't seem odd. He was just...there with me. I turned to him and asked if he was my guide. He didn't say yes outright, but I listened to his words, and yes was in there, though I can't remember the exact wording. I had never gotten that answer before from any regular DCs.

He was then sitting on the couch, and I was standing in front of him. I then remembered something I've wanted to know for a long time.
"Who is that dream character that appears so often in my dreams? The one with the brown hair?"
There was a person then seated next to him. I don't remember what they looked like before, but they started to morph. They were then an overweight, middle-aged woman with dark, greasy hair pulled back into a ponytail. She couldn't make eye contact with me at all, and was muttering to herself and swaying. I asked my guide if that was my dream character in a past life. He told me yes.

As I looked at my supposed guide, I noticed he kept looking older and older, hair whitening and more wrinkles carving his face.

I then went up to a mirror on the wall, and asked to see what Chris, an ex and old friend, was up to. I don't know what made me want to do this. I was going to create a portal, but I ended up creating a "window" on the mirror instead by tracing a circle with my fingers. The area inside the traced circle ended up turning black at first, and then, I could see this area inside a building. It was by a staircase; the floor and the stairs was a dark, finished wood. I thought I saw Chris walking around amongst the people there. I'm not really sure exactly what I was seeing, but I know Chris was there somewhere. For some reason, I felt like I was looking into the future.

Wow...just wow. This. This was amazing. I have a feeling that the old man was actually my repeating dream character, but I'm not positive. Some of the details have since been lost, but I feel like that was implied, though I'm not positive.

Still...wow. I'm simply amazed.

August 29, 2012

I am in the LRT or MRT. I am checking Facebook. I'm 35th in rank on Facebook. I think it's because I upload a lot of stuff. I see my latest upload of photos. Three were photos of high school classmates. They're not very clear. They look old. Yellowish color. One of the people there is my high school crush, M. In the photos, he doesn't have any pants, but his shirt was long enough and covers his private areas. He was standing on the right side of the photos, and the others, our high school classmates, are on the left side. I think there were at least three others who are fully clothed. I remember a bluish color shirt. They seem to be making fun of him. I feel that he doesn't mind, and also seems to think it's funny.

I am lying face down on the bed. There is something heavy on my upper left back. I am almost lucid as I become aware of the bed. I look and see a guy. Color theme is white. We talk, but topic is blurry. He looks Asian. He lies on his back after a while. He's skinny. His stomach showed. I bite it gently.

I am looking at my face in the mirror. My hair is shorter, and my mustache and short beard are gone. I think it makes me look fat.

NOTE: M did come to mind when I did LaBerge's Guided Reality Test. Focused on high school as well. I also listened to Dream Lotus and Flame Tech, but not immediately before sleep. No candles nor incense.

I woke up in the middle of the night which happens somewhat often for me. As I woke up, I remembered the FILD technique. So I started twitching my fingers back and forth for about 20 seconds. After that, I did it for another 10 seconds. But after about a total of 15 or 20 seconds, I felt a snap away from my body. But I continued anyways. After the 10 seconds, I grabbed my nose, to see if I could still breathe, which I could.

I had done my first induction into a lucid dream. I was really proud. The first thing I did was go up to a mirror. I wanted to try and teleport into a different dream scene. I wanted to be a part of a zombie apocalypse. I tried many different mirrors, but the first two I went up to, I just saw my reflection, which in fact, now that I’m in full waking awareness I realize, it didn’t even look like me. A third one, I got teleported into another scene, but it was not much different, and then I tried going back and I did. I just stayed in there. I was hungry and I decided to just fly around the city while I eat. I couldn’t just “float” I had to flap my arms like a bird would, but as I did, I just held my food in front of me floating.
Since I wanted to create a zombie apocalypse, I tried to desperately create a plot in my head and make it happen. I tried to create a scenario where some vaccine doesn’t work on somebody and it changes them. None of that worked. I tried to just imagine zombies in front of me, but I can’t do that. I don’t know how to create an entity very well. I also just tried to create an entity I could fly on top of, but could not.

I don’t totally remember that many details, because it was an early dream in the night, and I could not access a computer till later that morning. But I remember that I had awoken many times, so I thought, but just held my nose again, and realized I was still in the dream state. One time there was a scenario which I don’t totally remember. But I had a friend who was a TV show character, Barney, from How I Met Your Mother, and he said he had a “shadow” spirit kinda thing inside of him, controlling him. I tried to expel it by looking into a mirror, which the first thing I saw was a little excerpt showing how the spirit got inside of him and that it truly was controlling him. I went inside the mirror to try and fix things, but slowly, my dream faded. The dream was over.

I did accomplish a dream goal of mine, which was to maintain control for the entire night.

I did not remember nearly as many details of the dream that were a main part, but it was still an awesome experience, that I can mark down as my first full lucid dream.

I was floating in the air with Tanya, Philip, Sarah, and Kierra when I suddenly became lucid.

I decided that I wanted to begin my dream by asking them some insightful questions. So I blurted out the first thing that came to me. I turned to Sarah and asked, "What is the best thing about me?"

She countered back, "Well, what's the best thing about me?"

I said, "Hey--this is my lucid dream. I get to ask the questions."

But she decided to be difficult and not answer. So I looked to Tanya. I asked again something like, "What's something good about myself?" I looked at her with pleading eyes, because I wanted her to answer the question. She looked back at my eyes and finally answered, "You're sincere." Ok...I would be satisfied with that.

I then asked both Kierra and Philip the same thing only to have them ask the same question Sarah did.

I started getting frustrated. I said, "Darn it. This MY lucid dream. And I'll prove it."

I stuck out my arm, and said, "If this weren't my lucid dream, could I make my arm glow?" And for a second I was worried because I had never tried to make my body glow before. But my dream powers cooperated and soon my arm was bright.

I then said, with my arm still out, "If this weren't my lucid dream could I turn my hand blue. And I focused on my hand until it turned blue.


"Or could I make my hand big?" And soon my hand was growing and strangely large.

"Or could I make it small?" And I then strank it until is was about half normal size.

"Or could I make it white?" I turned it a ghostly white.


Then I decided that I had done enough. I was feeling quite satisfied with this little exercise in dream control. I needed to move on. I wanted to try to go through a mirror again since this has been giving me trouble that last few attempts.

I found a mirror. It was cracked in a few places. I think I was in what was supposed to be my aunt's house because she was suddenly standing with my in the hallway. I decided to run at the mirror and try for the spot that had the largest unbroken area.

I took off running only to hit the mirror. Instead on bouncing right back I kind of hung there for a moment before I rolled myself down off the mirror. I tried two more times with the same result and concluded that I would probably never get through a mirror again since I had somehow developed a mental block.

I decided to try to fly to the moon by going outside and just flying up. I was a little surprised that my dream was lasting this long, but I didn't want to waste it. I knew from past experiences that the quicker I run from one goal to the next the more focused on the dream I was and less likely to lose lucidity.

It was night outside. I could see so many bright stars. The night sky seemed magical. I was in a city. I had come out of a large building. I saw a bilboard in front of me. It had Mickey Mouse and was an ad for Disneyland. It made me smile. I looked around and saw several more signs all for Disneyland. It made me feel really happy about this place that I had found. I started flying upward. I suddenly heard a conversation on the ground below of a man talking to a boy about finding this certain destination. I tried to follow the conversation, but never was quite sure what they were talking about. It reminded me of the odd audio hallucinations that I sometimes hear right as I am waking up in the morning.


And it was right after that that I suddenly was awake. And my alarm went off about 20 seconds later.

Old LD from 11-??-07

Lucid Dream:

I was at my sister's house. We had been talking. She is the sister that has cancer. In the dream she had all her hair unlike in real life. Her twin daughters were there in their pajamas and hugging me.

Then I remember I was looking in a mirror. I noticed that something weird was going on.

I called out to my sister, "Come check this out. Notice how when you look at my shirt, it's black. But when you look at it in the mirror, it's white."

It came as no shock that I was dreaming. It was if I had known all along, but that this was the first time I had really aknowleged it.

I remembered I wanted to do the Dream Name Task.

I asked my sister, "What is your dream name?"

She looked at me and said, "Janene." And then she came closer and as if revealing a huge secret, she added, "And I'm also from San Francisco."

I took that in. And then I leaned to her and said, "And my dream name is..." And then I didn't know what to say. I thought for a moment and the names Brenda and Catherine came to mind. But they didn't seem that special.

Then I remembered that I was supposed to ask someone else what my dream name was. So I asked my sister what my dream name was.

She looked again at me like she was revealing something extrememly confindential, and said, "Your dream name is my old nick name....it's Suzy-Q."


And at that moment of discovery, I woke up.

I shared this with my sister, and we had a good laugh--especially at the "I'm from San Francisco" part. And she also thought it was cool that my "dream name" was her old nick name.

Last Nights Dreams

Dream 1

I'm in my bedroom and I'm sitting on my floor. My hubby now comes up with his cousin B from Newcastle, my hubby's cousins ex D is also with them. I try to stand up from the floor now but I wobble everywhere, I feel drunk and fall back down onto the floor.
I'm now holding a duvet in my hands. Kevs cousin B now sits down on the floor beside me and suddenly the bedroom lights up ((must have been my REM Dreamer)). My hubby now gets a camp bed and sets it up on the floor next to me, I think to myself "I wonder which one of them is stopping over tonight".
I now look into the big mirror on my wardrobe which is infront of me, I'm still sitting on the floor, well more kneeling, my reflection is normal and I start fluffing my hair up, I now think "I'd better say hello" ((I hadn't said hello to them when I first saw them)) I now wake up in real life saying "alright B"

Dream 2

Holly Willaby is in thi dream. I am in a T.V studio and they are doing a piece about stretching fabric. I have a large piece of material which I oblong in shape, there are cane sticks sewn into the hem of each smaller end. I am putting clothes into this contraption and I'm rolling them to stretch and de-crease them.
Me and my sister are now taking photos ((must have been my REM Dreamer again)) we have loads of photos which we have taken and we also have some of Hollies photos which are personal to her. These photos are on some sort of conveyor belt. Holly says "ohh look, there's me, ohh and that's mine too....hang on a minute!" I shit myself for a second incase she goes mad at us for using her personal photos but she now says "ohhh yeah...I remember these!" she is ok with it and looks through them with excitement.
Holly is now talking about the material contraption again, I'm giving a demonstration as she explains more about it and how it works. I now get a large turquoise top to put into the contraption so I can stretch it, the top is way too big but with a bit of a struggle I manage to shove it all inside. I have to tie the top of this shirt around coat hangers which have now mysteriously appeared on each cane ((didnt notice they shouldnt have been there when dreaming)).
Holly is telling everyone how good this thing is and I'm thinking "yeah right...it's shit!!"

Dream 3

I am in a room and there are other people in this room with me. Everything keeps going red ((the light around the room I mean)) and I can't understand why, one minute it's normal light then the next it's all red. I now realise that it's the red lights flashing from my REM Dreamer and I say "I'm dreaming" but then wake up for real ((doh!!))