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Lucid Dream:

This seemed like a long dream. But at this time it's fairly mixed up in my mind. I remember parts, but I am unsure how they fit together. So there will be some guessing.

I remember walking down the street with a group of people. I could see little alligators coming out to the sidewalk. I thought it was amazing and cool. I had never seen alligators on the streets like this. I pulled out my camera. But my camera was having problems and wasn't taking pictures. I felt frustrated at first. Then I thought, "But this is just a dream--why do I even care about getting pictures of alligators at all. Well, because alligators are cool. I have to keep trying to get my camera to work."

But then, of course, I suddenly realized that if this was just a dream then I should do something else. So I flew up in the air.

But this is where I get mixed up. I think I was suddenly with Jeff. I flew away from him. Then I flew back knowing he would appreicate it if I stayed and made out with him. I think I kissed him a little, but for some reason it seemed he didn't want to do anything. I took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I looked sexy. And I flew off again.

I wanted to fly to the ocean. I flew over the countryside with rolling hills and pastures. I thought I saw the ocean, but it ended up being a lake. Then I looked beside me and saw a mountain. On the side were ledges that had animals like elk and deer. I thought it was so cool. I flew very close to a huge elk.

I can't remember what happened next. I'm pretty sure I was with these kids for a while. I think my lucidity was slipping away.

I do remember that I thought someone from real life telling me it was time to wake up. But I told them that I wasn't ready to wake up. And to be a rebel I opened a cabinet door and pulled out some chocolate bars. "I still need to eat chocolate." I took a bite. I wanted there to be carmel inside the bar and was happy to see that there was. I took many big bites, being a complete pig. I looked in the mirror and saw chocolate all over my face. There was a little girl with me also eating chocolate. She was making a mess too and we laughed at eat other.


When I awoke from my dream I noticed my alarm hadn't gone off like it should. I thought it was interesting that I had that voice telling me it was time to get up, probably about the time my alarm should have gone off.

I also know that there was more to this dream, and I have forgotten it.

First real Lucid Dream today
affter trying so hard the othe days today was the first complete lucid dream.
Special circumstances: between 10 and 12 am. it seems i only have lucid dreams in the late morning.

All begun in my apartment a was with my mother and my sister and we had a withe tiger pet. sadly that was not the clue for that being a dream. I was more worried for the tiger eating my cat, Kai and in one of those moments when the tiger kinda bite me but a didn't feel the same or mos pain than when my cat actually bite my i decided it was a dream.
Then my sister asked for kai, i made him apear sleeping in the couch, but he has a smal collar. Logic, I allways wanted he has one of those. Then I wantedtrying another thing: The other side of the mirror. in my apartment there is a big mirrorin the end of the hall, so I tried but remembered that is easier if one cannot see how something imposible happens rigth in front our eyes. I put my back in the glass and then it was like a gel and i was falling slowly, very slowly in the other side. That was wonderful.
In my head, mirrors reflect allways something kinda magical, i heard that if you reflect yourself in a mirror between 12:33 am to 3:33 am you will see or the devil oryour real soul and that is very scary. And well, there in the other side of the mirror were some skelletons half mirror half bones and one of those took me in the shoulder they wanted to guide me far away of the mirror. well, i just took his skull whit my hands and crushed it, it was like aluminium paper. the appeared another one and i did the same, then I thougth about the voice comand...first i was a bit scared i started saying that in real life but i didn't wanted more skeletons. i said "get out of my dream you all are not even real, i'm not scared and this is awesome, so let me dream in peace" while I pulled the two skull that were crushed in my hands and they pulled a lot more, they were like a gigant collar. I laughted, they were just a collar. Then i was in my mirrored apartment, and feeling like god. So i justwanted something more, i went directly to a window and thougtht about changing the sky...but it was another fail aim in other dream. I tried something more: try to bring Len alrigth so I remembered the fact that it was easier if one just call them. I serached my pone, I never have my phone near. I tried asking my mom "ma, do you know who is len?" she just look me like she didn't understand "ok, nevermind". I look in the window, there was the porter lodge and I said to me, he is going to be there.
I went down for the stairs but in the middle I realized i had a bag (my artist case) in my hand. i just let that there saing "well, go up, have some wings or wathever" i was more exited about len in the first floor. When I went down THERE WAS NO ONLY LEN!!!! there was Miks and Jim as well, i never was so damn happy in my entire life (true story) i hug my brother as nothing in the world (he had blag bagsunder the eyes...was he crying las nigth?) but I was there he was there. then michol that was saying something, he was reading a book when i distract him, i think. by that moment i gfelt like awaking, i should hurry up then I saw Jim, my jim! I hugged him, i kissed him and heared his voice saying "i thought you forget me again this time" (i never ream about him, even if i spend all my day with him :/) And then i felt like total awaking. i was soooo sad.
But it was a false awaking. I woke up in my bed, that was in the last floor of """my apartment""" once again, and there was my mother and my sister. When i woke u there was a lot of things hanging on the roof and one of those things was the collar-skelletons." the same cheap esparpajos, this is a dream!" and i looked for my sister and my at and my mom, and there was no tiger so i said my sister "have you ever wanted a tiger, choco?" and i visualized it, but there was anywhere, that was strange, searching for him i found my mom and she said, "and what, who is going to feed that tiger?" okay, maybe the tiger was to much. So well, i wanted explore the tings in the roof but they were to far and i tried to visualize stairs and i closed my eyes and all, but i couldn. In one moment there was a black space and i thought there if i wait i can keep dreaming, but i opened my eyes and then i was awakening. then my sister phne stated ringing and again, and again and at the en I waked up.

that happened before, why when i have a false awakening is harder to controll my dreams??

Dream - Lucid

I was laying in my bed on my stomach. Paul was sleeping next to me. I hoped he didn't try anything.

Then, it was morning, and we were up and out of bed. Brittany, a girl I met in one of my classes, laughed and said Paul had stayed at my house every night. She was right. I thought about it, and he had. I didn't understand why though. I mean, nothing had ever really happened between us or anything.

We were then laying in bed again. I was laying on my stomach, and I felt Paul put his arm over me and kinda cuddle me. I was so tired I didn't fight it. Paul then said something about us partying all night and staying up till dawn. I told him I couldn't because I had a test in the morning. He kept on talking about it anyway.

Another morning came. We were both up and about again. I looked at Paul, and all he was wearing were these mustard yellow boxers. I didn't look at him for too long; I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I quickly averted my eyes.

I then went to class. I was in this big auditorium that reminded me of my old middle school auditorium.

Then, I was in bed again, and figured out I was dreaming. I looked around, and the TV was in the wrong place. I then did I finger count: 5 on the right hand, 6 on the left. I got up out of bed and went to phase through a wall, hoping it would take me somewhere else.

I was too hasty and didn't think through were I wanted to go, however, and things went black. I was in bed again after a few seconds of darkness, but I was still aware that I was dreaming. I decided to go get my brother and show him around the world of lucid dreaming. I got up out of my bed and hovered a little. I then went to my door to exit the room. I decided to not phase through it this time since the last time ended in blackness. I turned the handle, first doing another finger count.

I then was in my brother's room, trying to get his dream body out of bed. I don't remember much else from this part of the dream.

The next thing I know, I'm standing in front of a mirror. I look at my reflection, bu I discover that I look totally different. My hair is much darker, straighter, and longer, and my face looked much different and a bit younger. I concentrated a little more on it, and I started to be able to recognize my eyes on the unknown face staring back at me in the mirror.

I then decided to try something I've always heard about, but have never had experience with. A lot of people have told me that when they see their reflection in their dreams, it's horrible, disgusting, and terrifying. I've never had that experience, so I decided to try something to see what would happen. I said, out loud to my reflection,
"I want to face my demons. Show me my demons."
My face started to morph and change, every so often stopping in a distorted position. It would enlongate, flatten, my eyes would shrink, my face at one point looked kind of like an ass, etc. It just kept doing that. I could even feel it happening physically.

However, it wasn't scary. Just kinda weird.

I was then in a room somewhere. I felt the dream losing stability, so I started to feel and concentrate on my surroundings. I ran my hand over a glass surface, focusing on how real the glass felt. Below the glass was a metal surface. I did the same for that. I felt the cold, shiny metal under my fingers. It made the dream feel more stable.

Backwards Dimensions

I was with a group of friends and we didn't have a place to live so we decided to stay the night in the old house where I used to live. I was creeped out just being there, but I didn't tell the others why. I kept seeing things in the corner of my eyes and kept getting weird vibes. The house was a mixture of the old house in its original form and the new house.

Everyone had gone to bed but I was still awake. I went to the kitchen. Here I just decided to become lucid. More often than not, I already just know that I am dreaming but I don't really care enough to change the scene.

I was standing across the kitchen counter. It was night outside. I was holding a gun, and I don't know why. I wanted one last confirmation that it was a dream, however, if I had even a doubt that it was a dream I would have never performed this action.

I took my gun and then shot the window twice. I looked away and looked back. My suspicions were validated when I saw that the window had instantly repaired itself and went back to its normal state.

With masochistic pleasure I shot my hand. I laughed when the bullet hit my palm and just instantly dissolved. I had landed myself in a Zukin Dream Night. When it's day time everything is pure and fine, but when night time hits and I am lucid, creepy things run about!

I decided to be a part of the creepy lurkers and ran upstairs through the darkness and into the bathroom. I switched on the light but it didn't turn on. I realized quickly that I should have known that the light wouldn't turn on!

I looked at myself through the mirror. In the darkness I could barely make out my eyes. My reflection seemed to mirror not my actions, but what I was thinking. With sinister eyes, my reflection beckoned me to come through the mirror.

I climbed on the cabinet and touched my hand to the mirror. My reflection did the same as I and I pushed through the solid glass and into the next dimension. I stood there, now, with my reflection wondering if she was me or if I was her.

This dimension that I had been enticed into did not feel any kinder than the previous. It felt backwards and sinister. Realizing this, I stepped backwards and away from my hungry reflection until it was too late to realize that I had walked backwards into an even lower dimension.

The way to best describe this is when you have two mirrors across or adjacent to each other and these mirrors reflect off of each other and in the mirror you can see what looks like an infinite amount of mirrors continuing on forever. I kept walking backwards into the next mirror down, and I continuously did this about six or seven times until I had reached such a low point of existence that I was sort of shocked awake and lucid again.

I had been watching my reflection being eaten by some kind of swamp monster - even the hunter had been hunted in this low dimension. I immediately jumped back forward again and started leaving in the way I came, passing through six or seven mirrors and dimensions until I returned to the dimly lit bathroom from which I came.

I had a super long Lucid Dream this morning. I did a WBTB and had the LD between 5:30 and 6:30am. The problem is that it was so long and that I did so many things that I don't remember the excact order of or transitions between all the things I did. But I will share what I remember. And I do remember that it was a very enjoyable time.

Lucid Dream:

I think my dreams started with being in a cave. The water was a beautiful clear glowing green like Lake Powell, yet I was enclosed in a multi room cave. I was talking on my phone to Tia and I kept getting distracted and would forget to talk for long periods of time until she would say, "Are you still there?" and I would have to apologize. I was floating on what might have been an innertube. At one point I remember floating to a waterfall between rooms and deciding to hover over the waterfall instead off falling.

That may have been the trigger for lucidity.

I remember flying up to a tree like I did in my last LD and touching the branches. I wanted this LD to really count, and I felt that the best way was to really "feel" it by using my senses. I remember really paying attention to the feel of the wind and movement as I flew. I was very pleased at how real this felt. (Sometimes when I look back at my flying experiences I can't remember if I really felt anything and then it doesn't seem very fun or real).

I flew down to the road and saw some rocks in the gutter. I hovered down really low and picked up a pebble sized rock in my lips and tried to taste it. It seemed to taste just like a rock. I then started to bite it with my front teeth. It crunched and melted like tiny ice chips.

I then flew down very low along the street. I pushed my first finger down on the asphalt as I flew. It got hot and felt burned. When it was too painful I pulled it off and looked at it. It was blackish and shiny.

I remember being on a rooftop and flying around from rooftop to rooftop. Some of the buildings were unusual. I can't remember why I thought that--only that I did. There were people on the roofs working on them. No one noticed me.

At some point I was indoors and I looked in the mirror. I felt I looked completely normal. But that was disappointing. So I changed my looks. When I was done I looked about a quarter black and three quarters caucasian. I had wavy hair that was shoulder length and blond with dark roots. My skin was olive toned and I had big brown eyes and full lips with a small chin. I thought I looked gorgeous. I pulled up my shirt and saw that my breasts were bigger (haha--why do I always do this?)

I flew around again looking like this and with my shirt pulled up. No one had seemed very impressed with my flying before. Maybe they would notice me now. I think I got a few glances, but it was still disappointing.

And at this point this is all I remember.

I was at gamescom with a few friends, so I had no way of updating my DJ.
I'm a bit foggy on the details since this dream is from 2 days ago.
This was after being at gamescom for a day.


I'm walking through one of the massive halls at gamescom in cologne with both of my friends.
The big camera I'm wearing around my neck is quite heavy and annoying to carry around, but I definitely want to make some good photos.

Suddenly I notice a booth right next to me.
It's pretty huge and I nearly walked by without noticing it... how weird.
The booth itself is closed off, as is common with 18+ games, you have to go inside to see what's going on.
Outside, the booth is covered in surreal paintings which I like a lot, and on top of it there's a huge led sign saying "DREAMS".
How interesting, there's a game about dreams? How come I've never heard of it?

I proceed to take a picture of the booth.
I have some trouble using the camera... it acts weird, but I end up getting my shot.
Then I notice I've somehow lost both of my friends... how annoying!
It's going to be a pain to find them in this crowd.
I just remain still for a few seconds, hoping they'll turn around when they notice they've lost me.

But they don't... I can't see them anywhere.
Annoyed, I take out my mobile to call one of my friends in order to meet back up again.
Unfortunately, I have trouble navigating my contacts list.
The names appear to be out of order and I have trouble reading names.
I decide that my mobile is bugged and put it back into my pocket.

I initially wanted to restart it, but I just noticed that there is no queue to get into the dreaming booth,
but oddly enough, a lot of people are approaching it.
I quickly get in line so I can get in. I'll just reboot my phone after this and call my friends then.

Inside there is more surreal art, and very weird lighting.
I like it a lot though, it has a very nice and "dreamy" atmosphere to it, which is obviously what they were aiming for.
In the center of the room there's a very big mirror, stretching all over the room.
But I can't see any computers anywhere...
What kind of game is this? Is there no demo I can try out?

I overhear someone explaining the deal about "DREAMS", that it's not a game you play on a pc, it is a game you play with your mind.
I get an inexplicable shiver when I hear this.
He proceeds to explain about the mirror. According to him, only "dreamers" can enter the mirror.
You can spot dreamers because they have no reflection in the mirror, so they can walk straight through it to the other side.
Looking closely at the mirror, I can see that I have no reflection, but everyone else seems to have one.

Wait... I can't believe it took me this long to notice... the clues were so obvious. I'm dreaming!
The guy giving the explanations realizes that I have no reflection and starts mentioning it very cheerfully:

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! It looks like we've got ourselves a dreamer everyone!"

He approaches me, clearly wanting to interview me.

Nope I think, and quickly approach the mirror.
I want to know what's on the other side... I need to know, I am driven by curiosity.
I walk through the mirror without resistance and exit the booth on the other side.

I'm still at gamescom, but everything is different.
The booths are different, the lighting is different.
All games are played by dreaming, people just enter them with their mind.
I am amazed by this idea and I want to try every single one of them
Excited I start running towards the first game I see, but then everything darkens...
Shit, I'm an idiot, why did I not stabilize and try to control my excitement?
The dream ends...

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in "my apartment," in my bathroom, looking at my face in the mirror. The bathroom was dark, with light coming in only from another room. I was disappointed with my appearance. I felt like I looked really ugly.

There was suddenly a knock on my front door. I didn't know anybody who'd be knocking on my door at this time, so I was afraid to open the door. I went to look through the peephole to see who was there -- I was even afraid to do that.

The person at the door was a tall, muscular black man wearing a black tank top, khaki shorts, and a baseball cap tilted off to the side of his head. He was bouncing around a lot. He looked annoyed or angry. I didn't open the door or acknowledge the man. I just walked away from the door and back to the bathroom.

There was another knock at the door. This time I stood frozen in the doorway of my bathroom, afraid to even go to the door. I looked from the bathroom to the door.

My apartment was really big. It was like the bathroom was at the front of a short hallway. Between the hallway and the front door was a living room. But the living room was more like two huge rooms. Both the rooms were plainly visible, but dark. In the center was a kind of columned space that was lit with incandescent light. There was nice, kind of old-style furniture everywhere.

I somehow saw through the door, which now had a window of greenish and pinkish stained glass in a diamond-grid pattern on it. At the door were two old, white men, kind of overweight, with white hair. It was now like part of the stained glass on my door had been broken. The men could see into my house. But I didn't know if they could see me.

There was a really nice, big, comfortable armchair near the hallway. A very pretty, blonde, little girl in a really nice, fancy dress, sat in the chair. She made some kind of remark about the people at the door. The remark was made with a cheerful tone, but it was kind of dark. It made me feel like the two white men at my door were probably here only to cause trouble for me, but that I should probably open the door to them anyway.

I was about to go open the door for the men. But they now saw me through the smashed-out pieces in the stained glass on my door. The men said something about how they had only been here to help me. They were probably going to install some kind of device in my house. But if I didn't want to open the door for them, they weren't going to waste their time.

The two men left my door. I ran after them, hoping to get them so they could do whatever good thing they were going to do for me. I must have gotten down to the ground floor of my apartment building. In an area that may have been a little small and cramped, possibly busy with some kind of housework, I met a woman, another resident.

The woman said, "Oh, those guys are all holding a big meeting for all of us downstairs later on. They gave everybody that speech. They figured it was a good way to make everybody feel guilty. So that way everybody would want the thing the men want to put in the house. So now, to find out what it is, we all have to go to this meeting."

I was now outside, in a neighborhood that looked a lot like my neighborhood in waking life. It was late afternoon or early morning. The sky was deep, vivid blue, but there were also bright, red-pink clouds in the sky. I remarked to myself that I'd never seen clouds with such a strong, red tint.

Somehow my psychiatrist met me a couple of blocks down from my apartment. I was walking back to my apartment. So my psychiatrist walked with me. We passed a small family that was taking up the entire sidewalk. We had to maneuver past them. I squeezed along a chain-link fence along the sidewalk.

One of the kids of the family may have been on a tricycle. Another of the kids was a little, Latina girl with dark skin and long, black hair. She was maybe ten or eleven years old. She wore a bikini with a black and white design of tighly interlocking patterns, like Native American pottery paintings. She also may have had red scrunchees holding her hair back in either a ponytail or two pigtails.

I had been very interested in the Native American design on the girl's bikini. I had never seen that before. But the girl had been kind of crouched down near the bicycle. And when she stood up, something about the sight of her rear end as it went from a crouching to a standing position really turned me on. So I looked away, ashamed of being turned on by a little girl, especially in front of my psychiatrist.

We crossed the street. I was looking down to the sidewalk and up to the strikingly red-pink clouds as my psychiatrist spoke with me. My psychiatrist told me that she had some meeting set up with me and another psychiatrist, possibly a man. She told me that soon I'd be able to go to "special sessions" with this second psychiatrist.

My psychiatrist told me that she'd tell me more once we got inside. Apparently my apartment complex actually held her counseling office instead of my apartment.

I asked my psychiatrist if I would still be doing regular sessions with her, since the sessions with the guy would only be "special sessions." I mentioned some previous psychiatrist I'd had before, without being able to remember her name, as if I had seen her for "special sessions" while still seeing my psychiatrist for "regular sessions." But my psychiatrist didn't answer me.

My dream now took on a very scratchy, rushing feeling, like I'd usually have when I was going into or coming out of a lucid dream. I think this may have been partly because I had gotten really frustrated trying to remember the name of my previous psychiatrist.

August 4th, 2011 not lucid

I'm at mcdonalds (either at the drive through or inside). My dad asks what I want. I say water. (p.s. I barely remember this part)

Next, I'm walking out of a building with my parents. It might be a hotel, but I'm not sure. I tell my parents how weird it is that there's a huge mirror right in front of us that looks exactly like whatever's behind it. (in the dream, the mirror was more like a very clean window.) *I tell my mom, "I can just see an architect going 'hehe, I'll put a mirror right here so everyone walks into it!'" (I said this with my voice all wobbly, to make it sound like the architect was laughing, but it sounded more like a goat). My mom apparently thought that was funny and repeated it with the same voice, noting how she thought it was funny how I thought architects speak.*

Next, I'm in my dads truck outside the building. My sister is now there, and I kind of just know that we're going to a softball game (and I remember earlier my parents said that we would only be gone for two hours, which for some reason was hard to believe.). As we drive, I have trouble putting the water I got from mcdonalds into the cup holder. This fades away as the car turns north. Someone points out something in the sky that looks like a vapor trail, but it is really close to the ground (only a couple yards). Looking at it, I notice how wobbly it is, and then I remember seeing two parallel tracks in the ground further back on the road, and realize that the plane probably crashed there. I also notice that the vapor trails start kind of on the road and that the plane probably took off there.*

As we keep driving north, we also notice more vapor trails at the side of the road. It looks like there might be a cliff where the side of the road ended, and that planes just flew around next to the cliff, and hardly ever seemed to go above the road (at least, that's what I infered from the random vapor trails and fogginess to my left.)*

We kept driving and noticed one more cool thing. We were at a point where everything around us is a couple feet lower than the road itself. To our left we see something really cool. It's a field, with irrigational looking devices going across it. The devices were emitting some sort of fog or mist that made really interesting patterns. I thought about how much I wanted to see this place in the morning (because it wouldve looked really cool). But then the dream ended...

Dream 1:

I was about to go on this date to this very fancy restaurant. I was wearing a beautiful formal dress that was black and white. My date was due to arrive in 10 minutes.

But then I looked in the mirror and to my horror saw that my hair was really messy. I could tell that I hadn't washed it for days. There wasn't time for a full shower so I ran to the bathroon sink to quickly wash my hair.

But the next thing I know is that I am doing a herbal hair treatment (like I sometimes do in real life). My hair was slimy and green from all the cooked herbs that I had rubbed in. I wondered why in the world I would have started something like that. I was supposed to leave that in my hair for an hour. I only had five minutes left. I also realized that I wasn't even supposed to shampoo immediately after rinsing the herbs out. What had I been thinking? I needed to rinse the herbs out fast. So I started rinsing and rinsing, But every time I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was still full of green herbs and even things that looked like cooked carrots. Since the rinsing wasn't working I started to try to comb out all the herbs, but nothing seemed to be working. I could hear my date in the next room. I knew I was running very late. I didn't know if the herbs would ever come out of my hair.

Dream 2:

I walked outside my dorm and could see all these fat orb web spiders all over the sidewalk. I knew that someone had moved these over here from somewhere else. I felt upset since I knew some would eventually get inside of my dorm.

[This spider dream was triggered by all the orb web spiders I saw on my kayaking trip last week. The water in lake powell has been rising and all the sipders living in the tamarkis trees are being forced to the few high ones left, and those are literally covered with big fat orb web spiders. It was fascinating and freaky at the same time.]

Dream 3:

I was wearing new socks. They were just like my grey ones, except these were purple.

100th DJ entry! Woot!

1. I have bought a bag of pot from my brother's friend D.H. I smoke it, and sure enough I get a very high/drunk feeling in dream. I approach a mirror, and see that the pupils of my eyes are rapidly dilating in and out to an unnatural degree.

2. I'm on a rafting trip with my graduate adviser. My raft tips over, and I fall into the filthy water of the river. I find myself almost trapped beneath another raft commanded by a fat kid, but do manage to escape.

3. I'm driving my brother's car around town. I notice that many of the billboards and street signs are covered in graffiti. I also notice that my brakes are unresponsive, so I'm forced to drive dangerously, rolling through stop signs and barely avoiding many collisions.

Dream - Lucid

I woke up in my bed and looked out the window. It's sunny out already? That's weird. I decided to do a reality check, half expecting to really be awake. I counted the fingers on my left hand. 6? Ok, I'll try my right. 6 again. I'm dreaming!

I got up out of bed and tried to figure out something to do. I walked up to my mirror and looked at my reflection. It looked normal enough. I then decided to try to draw a portal to visit my friend, J. I drew a circle on the mirror and wrote J's name in the middle of it. I touched the portal and it rippled in rainbow colors.
"I want to visit J.", I said.
I then rubbed my hand across the mirror. It rippled like the portal. I entered the portal.

Unfortunately, I entered a non-lucid dream and can't remember what it was about. Super lame. -_-

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I ordered some breakfast item at McDonald's through the drive-thru. I was with my grandma, who was driving the car (in waking life she doesn't drive and never has). I got what I ordered, but it was some weird bread bowl thing. I remember something about someone saying chicken bones came out of the bottom as legs. Weird.

I was then driving down the road at night. I saw a man laying in the middle of the street bleeding out of his head. I pulled over and got out of the car. I pulled my phone out to dial 911 when I noticed we were actually inside some store or house (it looked like my friend Caitlin Z's kitchen). There were more people there now, and the man was standing up and talking to me. I don't remember what he said, but he still had his head wound; there was dried blood all around his right eye. I was then unsure of whether or not I should dial 911. I also remember looking at items in the store/house that were sitting on shelves on the wall.

Then, a guy I knew in high school, Jason, was there next to me. He started to hold my hand and caress my fingers. I was a bit weirded out.

this dream is from a loong time ago, i just remembered it.

i'm in a church van on my way to camp at GLBA. we're almost there but up ahead the road runs stright into a pond. to my left there are three or four cabins. i'm sitting next to this kid James from school and he shows me this poem in a book. the poem is about death and i don't remember exactly what it said but i think it was about the beauty in death. now i'm out of the van and James and i are sitting between two of the earlier cabins inside a pin where there is a goat. we go inside the cabin and it is broken and destroyed, everything burned except for this mirror. a full body mirror and in it i don't see myself, i see Satan. we decide to pour gasoline on everything especially the mirror and set the cabin on fire. we're sitting in the field with the goat watching everything burn. the mirror doesn't burn. we bury it to the best of our abilities and go once again to sit in the field. and at the exact moment that the goats lays it's head in my lap the mirror starts to rise out of the ground. i think the goat was telling me to accept my fate.

I was in my house, in my room getting changed. I put on some underwear, and then started to pull up a pair of shorts when I thought.
"Wait a second - I never grabbed these shorts off my chair!"

I RC'd, and sure enough, I was dreaming! It was sometime around mid-day, there was bright sunlight coming in the window, but I had my blinds shut and the light on in my room. I looked up and saw the mirror, remembering one of my goals to look in a mirror and try and see detail in myself. I looked into the mirror, it didn't reflect the room, instead it was a blackness with two of my reflection in it. One of me was normal, and the other.. darker somehow. It was too hard to focus and get detail out of the mirror, and I didn't want to focus too hard so I continued out of my room.

I went into the kitchen, it didn't look how it normally did. There was no 'kitchen' items in here, it was just a room with a bench to eat on. I continued out into the lounge room, oh here's the kitchen in this house! It was beautiful, the walls were painted a modern white with blue accents all around. A fresh breeze blew in through the front windows, which now overlooked the ocean. Awesome!

My mum and dad walked out of the office together and started talking to me. I ignored them, knowing they were trying to put me back onto the dream plot, but then decided 'heck, perhaps I can shake this DC hard enough to draw my dad into this dream bubble.' I grabbed my dad by the shoulders, looked him straight in the eyes and said
"Dad, where are you?" He looked blank.
"What are you doing, where are you going? Isn't this weird? You're dreaming!" He looked around the room, confused and then it hit him. I allowed him to stabilise.
"Focus, dad. Focus on the feeling of my hand."

Once he had calmed down, we started talking. We talked about how weird it was, he bought up how close of a connection this is and something about how painful it would be to experience a death in a dream accidentally while lucid. We sat down on the floor in the loungeroom near a window, the sun was shining in. I slowed myself from falling as I sat, I didn't want to hit the ground, but I did. I swung myself around hanging on to his arm, jumping up and then slowly falling back down. It felt somewhat like repelling down a rock climbing wall, but sitting. The dream started to fade.

"No! Pull me back in!" Crap. DEILD, DEILD, DEILD!

I woke up in full vibrating sleep paralysis, and started repeating my DEILD mantra "I am dreaming, I am dreaming." I stayed in this state for 2-3 minutes until it started to fade, and I woke up and wrote down this dream.

Lucid Dream (WBTB):

I knew I was dreaming, yet there was no image. I imagined myself flying and after a moment could feel the wind and motion, but still without any visuals. Finally I could see and saw that I was hovering over my backyard in LA. Beyond the yard was Lake Powell. I decided I wanted to fly over the lake and dive in and go to the bottom.

I approached the lake and started to dive down. But as I got closer I could see that the lake was very dark and murky. It freaked me out some. So as I got to the surface of the lake I stopped right before I went into the water.

Unknown transition....

I was by a pool. I wanted to try to breathe underwater. [I had done this before so I'm not sure why I wanted to try this so badly at the moment.]

I flew right over the surface and dunked my head into the water. The water was cool and wet. I didn't want to take a breath. I started having a little argument with myself. "Breathe...this is just a dream." "No, the water feels too real. It'll get in my mouth and lungs. It'll feel awful." "No, the water isn't real, your body is in bed breathing air. If you take a breath, your body will breathe air." "See--I opened my mouth a little and water came in. It might not be real, but it feels real and will make me choke if I take a big breath."

But finally I took a breath. I could feel water in my mouth, but only air came down to my lungs. I was almost surprised, but then I was relieved and took several more breaths.

Unknown transition....

I was standing in front of a mirror. I noticed that I looked like a guy. I had sandy blond hair which was slightly curly. I had nice full lips and a little stubble on my chin and cheeks. I had nice dark eyebrows and eyelashes. I was wearing a pink and white bike jersey.

I decided to take off my shirt and look at my chest. I was pretty pale, but I had nice muscles.

Then I decided that I wanted to have my girl body back, so I tried to make my breasts grow. At first nothing happened. Then finally, I grew small breasts. But I wanted bigger breast so I kept trying.

But I think I woke up or lost the dream before that happened, because that's all I remember.

May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 229: Pleasure Dealer
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 8
DILD



It was spring break. Me and a bunch of my friends were in some random city. The celebration going on in the streets and bars reminded me of Mardi Gras. It was even more over the top though. There were people having sex in the streets and in the bars, drugs were absolutely everywhere and there were no police to be found. It was crazy. I was with my friends Chris R, Cliff, Diddy, and Mike. I was smoking a blunt with two attractive females and things got interesting. I began making out with them both and one of them stopped and said, "I can't, I have a boyfriend," or something along those lines. She left and the other asked me if we could find a room somewhere. I told her that I was not paying for a room and I would just bang her right here in the bar. I bent her over the bar as I finished smoking the blunt. There was another female beside us who just sat there and watched. I thought it was a bit strange, but I kept f***ing anyway. Finally, this female walked over to us and whispered in my ear, "I'd like to give that a try." It turns out she was a porn star. The first girl left and I started railing the porn star. After a bit, she pulled away from me and started getting dressed. She told me that she didn't approve and she was done. She walked away and I put my pants back on.

I walked back outside and saw Chris R standing across the street. He told me to follow him and we entered a large building. It was some sort of club and Chris told me he owned it. I thought, "What? Chris doesn't own a club. What is going on here?" I started to suspect that I may be dreaming. Chris then looks at me and says, "Since this is a dream, I own the motha f***er!" I performed a quick nose pinch RC to confirm.

Chris was now sitting on the nearby couch with about five females on each side of him. He told me to take my pick. I told three of them to follow me. We walked up the nearby stairs and into a different section of the club. I put my hand on top of one of the girls' head. On cue, she crouched down and unzipped my pants. I messed around with these three for a while and returned to the top of the stairs. I yelled down at Chris, "Send a couple more up!" I then imagined a specific person and tried expecting her to be one of the two. It didn't work. Two other females came up and I sent them to "play" with the other girls. I the told Chris to specifically send up the girl I was wanting. I saw AB walking up the stairs and she looked gorgeous. I took her into the room where the other five girls were all playing naked twister. I began kissing AB and laid her on a bed in the corner of the room. I began f***ing her and after a bit, Diddy and Mike came into the room. Diddy said, "Quit wasting lucidity in here and lets go do some cool shit!" I agreed and left the room.

We were now outside and standing in the street. There was a river running beside the street as well. The scene had completely changed and we were in a more rural setting. I noticed there was a row of gigantic billiards (pool) tables. There was also a lattice fence running along the sides of the pool tables. Decorative plants were hanging from the lattice. We jumped up on the pool table and began running along the row of them. There must have been 1,000 tables lined up end to end. We finally came to the end of the row and jumped down off the tables. We were now in a fancy art shop. There were vases, expensive looking paintings, etc. I told Diddy that we should do some Assassin's Creed stuff. I began running up the wall and grabbing ledges that were conveniently placed around the shop. I ran up one wall and grabbed a glass shelf. The shelf came loose and I dropped back down to the ground with the shelf in my hand. The vases that were sitting on the shelf were still suspended in the air as if the shelf was still there. It was an interesting site. I slammed the glass shelf and shattered it on the ground. The vases then fell and shattered as well. I then had a false awakening.

I awoke and looked around me. I saw a river running to my left and realized I was sleeping on a pool table. Somehow, I didn't instantly catch that I was still dreaming. Mike and Diddy were standing there as well. I noticed that I was holding a toy boat in my hand. I looked at it for a moment and then looked around me again. I saw an actual boat going down the river and it looked exactly like my toy boat. It instantly kicked in and I realized I was still dreaming.

I flew out to the boat and landed in the water. I began jumping out of the water like a dolphin and followed the boat. After a bit, I flew up onto the boat and entered the door into the boat's interior. I was in a large room that absolutely could not have actually been inside this small boat. I notice my friend Hammer and Christoff were in the room. I told them both we were dreaming, but they didn't believe me. I then began performing super jumps in the room and said, "I couldn't do this if we were dreaming." They agreed and I noticed someone else had entered the room. It was a guy wearing only a shirt and nothing else. He was making strange noises and I noticed his ass was made of human hands. Or rather, it looked as if someone had fused hands into his ass. They were underneath a thin layer of skin and were moving around in a strange manner. It was an odd site and the guy started telling jokes. I can't remember what the jokes were, but they were extremely funny. I awoke while listening to the jokes and wondering what they hell happened to his ass.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 230: School House Rampage
Series: Friends, Episode 12
DILD



I was in high school with my friend Mike B, Cliff, and my brother. We were skipping class and were hanging out in a large storage closet. They were playing against each other on Nintendo DS'. I was looking through old lost and found boxes to see if I could find anything cool. I found a box full of old NES and SNES games. I was excited and started going through the games to see if there was anything rare in there. I ended up finding some awesome games when a teacher busted into the storage room and started yelling at us. The teacher was actually Oprah Winfrey. She stopped fussing and said, "What is it that you guys are playing anyway?" The informed her that they were playing Mario Kart and I could tell she was interested. I talked her into skipping class as well and playing some Mario Kart with us. She finally stayed and pulled out her own DS and began playing. I went back to searching for old video games in the lost and found boxes. I noticed that the SNES games I had picked out kept changing. I was sad for a moment when I realized that I was dreaming and these games were not actually going to go into my collection. I then performed a nose pinch to confirm.

I turned to Mike, Cliff, my brother, Oprah, and a random male DC who was now there. I said, "We are lucid. Cut that shit off and lets go do something." I shoulder rammed the store room door and busted it open. Everyone went their separate ways except for the random DC guy. He told me he didn't know what lucidity was and he was just going to follow me. I told him a few quick things about lucid dreams and started showing him some cool stuff. I phased through the corner of the wall and came out the other side. He tried, but got stuck and I had to pull him out. I told him to take a running start, but he slammed into the wall and fell backwards again. I then said we would try something easier, like a door. We both took off running and dove headfirst into a classroom door. We slammed up against it and crumpled at its mercy. The door flew open, but we definitely didn't quietly pass through it like we had hoped. The classroom was full and all the students were staring at us.

The teacher at the front of the class didn't even seem to notice us. I jumped up on one of the students' desk and began jumping from desk to desk without touching the floor. I was sort of making a game of it. Once I started this line of thought, students began pushing me and throwing objects in my path. I dodged most objects and managed to stay on top of the desks with a few close calls. I noticed the students were in the middle of taking a test, but instead of paper, they were all writing on CDs with sharpies. I noticed an attractive girl in one of the desks. Somehow I knew her name was Zilo. I walked up to her, kissed her and told the entire class to "watch this." I then took off running and dove headfirst through the window of the classroom. I passed through the window like a ghost and the random DC guy followed my lead. We were now in a different room.

There was a mirror in this room and I told the DC you could pass through these as well. I placed my hand on the mirror and started to push. My hand sunk into the mirror and I stepped through it with the rest of my body. The DC followed and we had arrived in a different room with more mirrors. These were high off the ground, so I floated up to one and passed through it like it was vapor. A teacher had followed us through this mirror and was searching for the DC who was with me. She was looking to get him in trouble, so we ran. We met up with Cliff and ran to the front of the school.

We were exiting the front of the building and I thought we had managed to escape. The DC with us jogged out in the front lawn and was immediately surrounded by policeman. He was then gunned down from about 20 different angles. The front was now full of people and policeman. There were benches and picnic shelters set up around the area. I shouted, "You all have f***ed up now! I shall kill all who fired a shot." I grabbed a butter knife that was laying on one of the tables and began running around the lawn slitting throats. Some of them didn't cut well and I had to sort of saw their throats. After I had sliced a bunch of DCs, I turned around and looked at what I had done.

Most of them were not dead yet and were struggling for air. There were family members panicking and trying to help out the victims. I heard random words of comfort like, "It will be ok," "Just hold on, I'll get an ambulance," "I will always love you," etc. Cliff walked up to me and gave me a speech. It was something about doing terrible things and there was no way out of it now. He suggested that we both jump off the Cliff together and end all of the pain now. I knew jumping off would end the dream, so I was hesitant. I took another look around and the scene was absolutely tragic. It was full of suffering and I genuinely felt bad for what I had done. I agreed and me and Cliff walked to the edge of a cliff (lol). We both jumped off this massive cliff side and I felt free as I fell to the depths below. It was a nice feeling. We slammed hard into the ground, knowing it was going to wake me up, so I prepared to DEILD.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!



May 9, 2011
Lucid Dream 231: Canine Talents
Series: Land of Dreams, Episode 13
DEILD



I felt myself wake up and transitioned smoothly back into the dream state. I was in my room, so I got up and voe head first out of my window. I started performing super long jumps across the landscape. After several of these, I took flight. I flew around for and decided to examine a house below. I landed in the hard and walked up to the window of the house. It was dark inside, so I pecked on the window to see what would happen. I heard a growl to me left and quickly looked over. There was a dog snarling its teeth at me. A bit amused, I decided to run and let it chase me. I took off running and the dog followed. I could hear it barking viciously as it chased me through the neighborhood.

I was just about to get bored with it when the dog split into three separate dogs. I began performing parkour-like tricks avoiding the three beasts. After a bit, I turned and put my hand up in the "stop" position. All three dogs stopped running and sat down in front of me. They now looked friendly, so I whistled and held out my hand. I began petting the dogs as I sat down in a nearby lounge chair. I watched as one of the dogs began molding the other one into something. It was reall strange watching a dog walk around on two legs and mold another dog into a gun. I picked up the gun and noticed it was musket pistol. It only had a single shot, so I fired it at the third dog. It was a clean hit and the dog yelped and toppled over. On cue, the original dog walked over and began molding this dog as well. He molded it into a pair of binoculars. I picked them up and looked through them. The viewing range on this set of binoculars was amazing. I looked out at a mountain in the distance and could see animals frolicking in the woods. I observed the environment through these binoculars for a bit, but unfortunately woke up during the process.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What will I do? These are the dreams that fit into no particular category. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!