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This morning I was sleeping on a friend's couch and had to get up at 9am for my father's birthday breakfast. I didn't want to miss the alarm and this was stressing me out, which ended up causing several false awakenings.

The first false awakening I wake up and check my phone to see it's 1pm. I freak out and run to the shower.

The second false awakening I wake up around 10:00am and freak out again.

The third false awakening I wake up and a similar thing happens and I'm complaining to moo and kolby that my phone must be broken.

The fourth false awakening I wake up on the other side of the couch looking at my friend jp. At the exact same time we go "I just had four false awakenings." Moo is to the left of me and tells us to repeat it again, which we do. Then we all freak out. I know I had only had three before this so this didn't really add up.

The fifth false awakening I'm lying back on the couch on the normal side thinking this is a dream. The room is dimly lit in a purple color. I can see jp looking at me from the other side of the couch. Looking at the tv, I see a little girl. Her face starts to turn into something like the exorcist. I can hear myself making noises like "aaaah" but I'm not scared at all. Her and jp start to walk towards me. She changes into some sort of clown and I make more scared noises not feeling scared, I can hear jp saying "dude you're so weird." Then the clown morphs into a woman with dark hair dressed in a red dress. I make some sort of noise like I'm attracted to her, then she turns into a man and I make a noise that I'm freaked out. Jp again says that I'm weird.

They get right to my face and I get up, this exploding into a very strange turn of events. The room is turned into some sort of event. I'm watching a commercial of some sort of these weird people, they were changing very rapidly, at some point it's a woman in a black outfit with a black mask and some other things as well. The background was constantly changing, the one I remember now is a hotel room background. The backgrounds looked like green screen effects and the people in front of the backgrounds stood out from them. It was some sort of chant and at the bottom of my vision I can see subtitles in an orange or red font. There's a little thing bouncing from each word as these people are saying the words.

The words are "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" and I thought I might've seen "LOL" to the left and right of that line too. That line kept getting repeated. I keep saying out loud "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" as these backgrounds are changing and people are morphing. The people were indian women dressed in gowns dancing around at some point.

Fragments + LD 🌸

With Z she is explaining to me she is an aborigines tribes woman and she has to go back to Australia. We are with a tribes man and I look at him or a while - his face is long and slim he has piercings in his nose,ears, neck and maybe other places ...as I do my best to take him in I wake up with his piercing eyes borrowing in to my memory.

With Z again - she wants me to give up my job and go and do a meditation retreat. I say it has to be the right time and that is not now. I show her I am looking after a young boy - he is very undernourished and has tattoos all over his poor skinny little body ~ I hold him close his skin is broken in places with what looks like exma he has had very little care and love and always been in trouble ( a roughe of a character it seems 😕 )realising I have become so very fond of him - like he is my own son - I have only thoughts of wanting to help and love him but others may misunderstand- I hold him close as we skate ( me on skates seems to be a Dream sign I am unsure of using in daily life as I havnt skated in years around laughingly passing by Wonderfull country scenery.

We find my mum and she shows us her plans to build on to her house and I love her ideas -
"your so imaginative " I say and Hug her strongly
I can see us all as a family enjoying her creations of pools and saunas and relaxing sun rooms.

As I walk away I pass a group of 4 DC's sitting chatting - one starts to show me where a bullet went in to his belly and then came out at the back - then he even puts his finger through the front and wiggles it as it comes out the back near his spine!!! I am shocked and look closer - yes there is a hole but no blood or anything .... Is this possible??!! - ha ha ha know what's happening 🌠

" This is a dream - 100% dream " I say Laughing in almost disbelief of the scene of these 4 strange but friendly folk sitting in front of me...

I look again at them as the fact that it's a dream settles in more and more
As I watch the main Guy facing me I see that his head is almost flat and I get carried away looking at his face morphing into different shades and shapes in front of my very eyes - Amazing⭐️
" You are all in my dream - its like you just helped me to realise it! Why did you help me?" I asked the morphing head guy who seemed the most aware of me.
" Can you tell me why are you helping me ?" I asked again intently watching the face maybe a bit too intensely ...

His face morphed finally into space completely and I woke up with the image of his distorted face dissolving into the space it occupied - wow 🌞

I am noticing a dream sign of people's faces... I want to find a way to use this in WL perhaps when I am with people ( I am with folk conversing a lot during my WL for days are generally people occupied whether it be work/social ) Maybe when I am looking at people I can make it a reminder to RRC and RC ⚡️)

Late for work in WL- gotta go🌠

Last night - and this morning had many NL dreams .I did wbtb around 4am - 5 and settled down for WILD ... during the process of falling asleep and as I got closer to wake up time I had various dreams where there was a strong buzzing in the dream and a weird feeling in my face and body - almost like it was morphing or shape shifting - this is something I am coming to recognise now from a few dreams as a sign - I am starting to see it is my self becoming more and more aware of the fact i am dreaming - the buzzing and change of feeling are part of a new intenseness that accompanies the realisation of " I am dreaming " I think - when ones does become lucid. I am hopeful that I am starting to notice this more and more which will result in more Dilds and Wilds

Morning of April 4, 2015. Saturday.



I am lucid in this dream, though it is not of the level of lucidity that enhances the dream state to full vividness and highly focused dream-self awareness. It starts out at our present address on W street, rendered fairly accurately in layout and overall appearance. My wife is with me for most of the events. Two unknown people (late forties perhaps - male and female though not necessarily a couple), dressed somewhat formally as for a business, are on our porch while there is a storm beginning. A thicker bolt of lightning comes down and strikes them, actually curving around underneath the eaves, seemingly knocking them unconscious. I decide to summon the lightning to strike me to see what will happen (regarding my in-dream state of awareness) as well as thinking it may improve my physical well-being. I am not able to do this though and become somewhat annoyed though not outright angry.

Later, my wife and I are on a crowded bus in a larger city though the storm seems to threaten to tip the bus over. We get off the bus and the other people do as well, though we hold a cheerful disposition. There is a strange sudden heavy rain that blows horizontally (mostly only in one small area of the street, near the corner) and for a moment, almost seems like a large unseen hose spraying from the front of the bus (from near the rear-view mirror). It is not even near us so we do not get wet.

I am later walking down the sidewalk and there is a large gnarled tree that actually moves one lower branch to avoid physical contact with me, which annoys me in the manner of an insult. I then demand (though without projected anger in my voice) that the tree make contact with me and heal me. The branch perfectly forms the shape of a human hand and holds it over the back of my wrist. (This reflects somewhat on a long vivid dream of over twenty years ago where trees on a boulevard reached down to caress my face and express love though the mood is entirely different here.) The mood is not fully positive though, and my lucidity is not that pronounced - though I am still aware that I am making most of my dream’s contents.

Later, it seems to be after sunset and there is still some sort of unusual storm activity (but not directly threatening in any way). My dream takes on a similar mood and setting as previous dreams where I am looking straight up at the sky; the zenith (and almost always with abstract features). It actually seems to take place in the same setting as other similar dreams somewhere in the southwest area of La Crosse. (It is not anything like the “remember the twilight” dreams where I watch lights or other things and events in the sky over the horizon with a nostalgic sense.) The sky is very unusual regarding the cloud formations and I also see various “objects” moving around, such as an orange trapezoid and other geometric shapes now and then, though which seem two-dimensional and not related to a spacecraft of any kind. From here, my dream becomes too distorted to hold cohesion of any kind. The sky; the zenith; becomes a random hodgepodge of abstract morphing shapes.

11/24/13 * ~1145 ~340 wbtb mild+ssild (not meant to be done in the same wbtb at least when learning ssild) sexy strip game turns into incredibly sensual and realistic feeling at times threesome with wife and a very supple skinned blonde woman// I am in a good sized rectangular shaped room with about a dozen or so people and there is some sexy strip game that I either don't know the rules to or have forgotten them since waking and there is one very beautiful but very very game "monkey in the middle" a beautiful blonde woman with delicate features, smallish but beautifully formed breasts who has slowly been losing one item of clothing after another. She has a small wrap around her waste covering the last little bit. Something happens and she loses that last piece covering her and she seems to be loving it. Someone informs me that I am next. I already have my shirt off and I look over to my wife and ask something like "what am I allowed to do with her?" she looks like she is not sure what to say. I tell my wife "all I want to do is feel my skin up against hers" and I go for it. I lay down with her and her skin is so incredibly soft. My wife says "let me get on top" and we somehow partly meld together and I realize I am dreaming (took this long??) and I am already completely naked and I begin to (I will put the rest in a spoiler as it could read X-rated with a little imagination of the specific details that I left out)

Spoiler for sexual content:

have intercourse with the blonde while I - lets just say perform oral - on my wife's p...primary sexual region. After a while I pull back and offer up my now re-exposed member and they both begin to perform oral on me

and it feels incredibly realistic, I can't get over how incredible it feels despite being "just a dream!" and I slowly feel my awareness returning to my sleeping body and attempt to re-enter that dream and at some point I somehow re-emerge in a dark parking lot surrounded by a chain-link fence and apparently not lucid and don't seem to have any memory of the lucid previously as I am naked and I am concerned with pulling my pants on but they are incredibly tight. I am guessing this started as a false awakening. I barely get my pants on before a couple of kids pass by but they are lost in their own conversation thankfully. Slowly people of all ages start flowing into the parking lot and I get the feeling that it is a church parking lot and the sun is getting ready to come up and these people are on the way to church (a little dose of shame on me perhaps). One man is saying to I assume the wife that I think that is the same guy except he was wearing brown or green or something. I wake up and I quickly go back to the previous dream and I am just so exhilarated and the pep in my step is still going as I finally post this. I had another interesting dream before this, but probably only interesting to me. Up maybe an hour after not getting back to sleep after writing down the above in my paper journal and had a snack. I also briefly got lucid in a late morning nap but I don't think it deserves counting and was low awareness. It felt more like a late and 2nd wbtb than a nap so I don't even want to call it a lucid nap. I remembered some more dreams after this but this whole night solidified the idea that although my lucidity increases late in the morning if I start going too much beyond 8 hours my lucidity starts waning again.

So I was walking down the street, then all of a sudden, my sister turns into a car and drives off, this fat clown comes out of nowhere and says:"HEYY MY CAR!!!!!" So I just looked at the clown and he starts chasing me, I ran down the street and stopped infront of a rainbow, it was epic, I put my hand through the rainbow, feeling lots and lots of power, it was amazing. So then I ran into MC donalds and hid by the window. The clown ran in and he passed RIGHT BY ME, but it turns out.. He was only there to get the MC donalds. LOL. So then I ran out of the place, I turned in to a 4 year old, and our teacher said "BRB GOING TO THE WASHROOM" then she ran away.. Then I woke up.

Unfortunately, I have been slacking with my discipline and efforts to have lucid dreams and therefore didn't just have no lucid dreams in a long time, but even started forgetting my non-lucid dreams again. This morning, however, I woke up and remembered this dream:

Standing in our newly purchased manufactured home with my wife and some other people (In my dream it was only about a third as wide as in real life and a lot more mobile home like), I was on the phone with someone when suddenly the whole house jolted. My first reaction was "What the hell is going on?" and looked out the window as the whole house started rolling. I saw it hitched to something and remembered "right. it is a mobile home after all, but why are we being towed?

Being that I had been talking on a more traditional land line phone, I tried to figure out if the phone still worked, but it didn't. I had been disconnected. The telephone line was also rather loose, so I started pulling it to see why. I pulled and pulled and found a backpack on the other end which looked like a construction-site phone-in-a-backpack with several buttons on it. The blinkythingies it seemed to have were dark so I figured it had run out of battery.

Looking up again, I found myself in a train of sorts. I guess my house decided that it if was moving, it might as well transform into something that did it properly. There were other people in the train, too. We stopped, the door opened, and something I had dropped, something small, cylindrical, started rolling towards the open door, and someone was nice enough to kick it back to me to keep it from rolling out of the train. I picked it up. My wife decided to go investigating what happened to our house and walked towards a staircase descending into the floor of the train as we started rolling again. I ventured on to find some answers on this level. I quickly reached the end of the train and sat down. An ugly girl appeared behind the sliding door of the end of the wagon and hesitated to come in. Maybe because I didnt invite her in. After all, it was my house. So I nodded to her and she came in and sat down. She explained that because she's ugle, she is used to not being welcome everywhere.

Eventually, we reached a train station somewhere in the city and got out. Neither of us were familiar with the place but decided to find our destination together. Our journey first lead through some darker garages of sorts and then alongside the masonry structure around a cathedral. On the far side of the cathedral, going down the hill, a group of people, quite a fuzz, stormed the other way. Amongst them were a few policemen and women. I tried to get the policewoman's attention but she just sprayed me with something in excitement. Upon seeing my dumbfounded reaction, she just said that's what the police do when there's a tumult.

Accepting that I was going to get any help from her, I walked on. The end of the hill lead to a street and I turned and followed the sidewalk. The girl which accompanied me had turned into my niece from Colorado and suddenly, the place didnt seem so strange anymore. It was her home town. I noticed there were a lot of broken light bulbs on the ground. They were all over the place, like it was the colorado version of the occasional piece of litter on the street. I had already stepped on a few small ones, breaking them under my shoes and my cousin commented that here in Colorado, they didnt have recycling programs for light bulbs and people didnt know what to do with them.

Thats all I remember.

I was in a game playing the role of either a bank robber of cop. It had fallout rules to it. Meaning I needed to set up my points in the pip boy.

I'm outside of my house and I notice that my yard has extra ditches, but I don't RC...I kept walking and these random cats started walking beside me and in front of me. They reminded me of the strays that come around every so often....and the. All of a sudden they're human. One of them is holding a baby while balancing on one foot. She asks me to keep her steady and leans into me (I think deliberately on purpose) several times. I even made note of how I didn't feel any arm strain, but still, no RC. I took the baby from her after that and sat down with her a bit and made silly noises and faces at her for a while. Eventually I became sad, because I'd rather play with my own daughter. J came up and she eventually took her away from me. I guess she could see the hurt in my eyes.

Random Touhou stuff:
For the first time I specifically dreamt about Touhou. I was reading a wikia article which described certain common characteristics about the persons like the fact that the younger ones with undeveloped powers would be called "Xyraat", and that they could develop these powers by thinking and observing others using powers. The article also had a few complicated formulas and numbers about the power levels.

Cat Star Screensaver:
I was on my PC and after a short time of idling an interactive screensaver appeared, which would zoom out after some time. I could read all the system names though I only remember very few. For each system there would be a description involving cats in one way or another. At some point I thought the program started to zoom out to fast and then I spotted a really strange row of systems of which all were simply called "N" and for some reason I renamed one system into N as well. At that point I also started to see patterns in the dispersion of the systems.

Spoiler for "Fun with 3 girls while being a girl myself" (Sexual Content):

I was in a room on a big bed (like my own in real life) and was having fun with 3 girls in the bed. We were busy caressing and licking each other, and I must admit it felt pretty good to be licked while being a girl. At some point in the dream I suddenly morphed back to being male and commented on the fact I'd really like to be a girl for a short time without realizing the fact I said that because it's a dream.

Pretty strange dream if I dare say.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the living room of a really nice apartment, sitting on the couch with a really pretty Indian woman. The couch and floor may have been white. There was an entertainment center just across the floor from the couch.

The woman was showing me something on the screen. The screen was black, but divided into sections by white lines. There may have been six sections. In each section were a few letters and numbers. The screen would occasionally pull down.

The woman was showing me this, but I was actually controlling it, using either a keyboard or a joystick. I realized this was some sort of data processing system that was connected to a company's database. People could work from home, from their TVs, by entering data for this database.

As the woman stood up and walked toward the dining room, off to our left, I told the woman, "I always thought this would be a good idea."

The dining room was gone. A window was in its place. And it was like I was in a house rather than an apartment. The woman was just outside the window. I stood up and walked to the window.

I continued, "In fact, I've always thought working from home would be the way a lot of people worked, eventually. I was thinking of writing a science fiction story about it, where everybody works from home, on their computers."

The woman stood out in an area full of trees. She may have kept moving farther and farther back -- without walking, until she had disappeared in the trees altogether. But I was still talking to her.

I continued, "Everything -- the world, gets greener again. The population rate goes down. But people are happier. So many things are controlled by robots. And a lot of people work from home."

Now I was looking out the window to a normal suburban front yard. Two of my old friends, M (a man) and P (a woman) walked up to the window, which was maybe a meter or so higher than their heads.

M told me he and P were going somewhere. When they were done they'd come back and pick me up to take me to the airport so I could go back home. I was a little panicked. I said that my flight was probably leaving pretty soon. I needed to get to the airport.

M told me not to worry. Besides, M told me, I had some task to take care of, possibly involving a car, and that I wouldn't be able to leave until I took care of that, anyway. M asked me for the car keys so he and P could leave. I gave them to him.

M and P were gone. I walked out of this house through a door opposite the window. I walked through another yard that looked like a front yard and up into the front door of another house. This was my mom's house.

My mom was just inside, sitting at a table in front of the front window. When she saw me she stood up and started walking through the living room. There was a couch set right in the center of the living room. My mom started telling me something. But I can't remember what it was.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. The room was dim and blue. I had been listening to some conference call and taking handwritten notes on notebook paper. I may have been at a desk. But now the call was over.

I heared a kind of squeaky-raspy voice from another room. I had been looking off to my left. But now I looked over to my right, to the door of the bedroom. A beige-orange light came from under the crack of the door.

The voice said a few things. Then the person got up, apparently from a room behind me, and left, walking away down the hallway that was just outside the door. I now realized I was sitting on the floor, using a bed as a desk.

I understood that I had left my job. This was the office for my job. For some reason I was back -- maybe just to help out on a short-term project, maybe just for one day.

The guy the squeaky voice had been the guy who'd replaced me. It was 5 PM, and the guy was leaving. This, I thought, was kind of lazy, since there was still a ton of work to do. I thought that maybe I'd impress my boss by staying for a long time tonight.

But, right while I was lost in this thought, my boss burst in the door. I must have looked like I was just doing nothing. My boss rushed up to my bed-desk and began flipping through my notebooks.

I knew I had just taken notes on some conference call. I wanted my boss to see the notes. But now he wasn't finding them. Instead he flipped to a page I'd made of sketches of the famous cartoon character Strongbad.

My boss pointed to one of the drawings and said, "I want to see less of this," as if he thought all I did all day was draw sketches of strongbad. He actually even flipped to another page that was also full of Strongbad sketches!

I was trying to figure out how I could explain this to my boss. I did a lot of work. But sometimes, while I was listening to calls or trying to think through a problem, I'd start sketching.

Dream #3

I was pulling a car I had (when I was in high school!) out of a long driveway for a house set up at the end of a long, gated yard. When I got to the end of the driveway, I had to close the gate. I pulled off to the side of the road and got out of the car. I was also thinking something about the difficulty of driving backward.

When I got out of the car, my sister was there. She told me, "Don't forget, while you're taking care of the car, to wash the back windows. That's really important, and C (one of my old friends) did it all the time."

I told my sister, "I was just planning on doing that once I got home." Apparently I was planning on taking my car back home after visiting my family -- although I was also planning on taking a plane home.

I was now in the living room of a house with my mom, grandpa, and probably some of the other members of my immediate family. My grandpa and mom were standing. My grandpa was getting ready to leave.

I was going back to my car as well. My grandpa was going to drive me. So we left the house together.

It was dark outside. My mom stood in the doorway. We were in a long block full of houses, possibly with some kind of median in the center of the wide road. My grandpa's car was parked halfway up on and off of this median.

My grandpa and I got in the car. My door was still open, and I was holding on to some kind of hard door-strap, as if I were going to pull the door shut.

My grandpa said, "I didn't invite you guys to my house because I didn't know what schemes your mom might have. She could sue me because on of the kids suffocated themselves on the floor or one of the kids suffocated themselves on the ceiling."

Visiting my brothers chaos:
I was driving somewhere together with my mother in her car, and somehow I got the idea of going to my brother to help him with something, she told me to call him and so I did, he was fine with it and I got out at the next bus stop. I walked to his old home (a place thought up by the dream) which I as it seems had the keys for. As I came into the house I found a vivid chaos with stuff of every kind lying, staying and hanging everywhere. On different types of cd/mp3-players (etc.) I found different tracks from Alabaster being played (however with Ariaster being displayed as name).
In some other part of this dream (don't know when) I remember I saw his (again faked) real home in the dream.

Unreal Unreal Tournament:
I was playing a game with some unknown people and I had a shock rifle with 2 buttons on top of it, which I also could equip with powerups. Whatever game we were playing, I tried to avoid all enemy contact and we were losing. Somewhere later I simply turned into a cat to avoid my enemies.

Nightly sushi trip:
I was going together with my girlfriend and Vincent (FF7) to a sushi restaurant, somewhere in some unknown hills. It was already closed for orders but we could still go inside. The construction was pretty realistic. As the owner came over to us I went outside and wait for her to finish her business. Surprisingly my girlfriend came out with a bunch of sushi, telling me the reason given by the owner was that she couldn't trust my girlfriend otherwise.

DJ Log: September 17, 2011 – 12:30AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

From deep within the darkness, a large garden appears in front of me. My point of view is moving, as if I am floating and circling the garden. As I watch, several pieces of vegetation separate and sling off into the darkness.

One of the pieces, a large pea pod, floats toward me then hovers and rotates in front of me. As it is rotating, the seam splits open with a burst of light. The pod separates and floats away as the peas fall out of the pod and float in front of me. Then the peas arrange themselves into a tight grid, becoming brighter green in color as they compact. They have an eerie luminescence as they find their way into a perfect grid pattern.

The peas split open to reveal a glowing green core inside which is surrounded by small glowing pearls. The pearls orbit around the core and their orbit elongates slightly on the open side of the pea. As I watch, the pearls begin to rise out of the shell and settle onto the flat plane. The pearls arrange themselves into a perfectly aligned grid, then increase in brightness. The pearls become so bright that they are only a blinding white light. Suddenly, the light fades to black.

As I stare into the darkness, a slice of toast appears in the distance. The toast gets closer until it is directly in front of me. The dark spots on toast are swirling around, creating many different geometric patterns. After a moment, the spots morph into human forms. The human forms then step out of the bread and they dance as the bread falls away into the darkness. They dance around in the air for a bit before being drawn back into the darkness.

(Note: This dream occurred whilst napping during the second night of an electronic music festival for which I supplied and operated sound for one of the three stages. The music was quite loud in my backstage trailer, but I was so tired that I was able to sleep with 95dB of sound around me. Sleep deprivation certainly does make dreams interesting!)

Had these dreams last night, but now I can hardly remember any of them. Still wanna record them though.

First part: I was shooting a gun. It was really big and silver, but had glowy purple streaks on it and the bullets exploded when they hit things. I was at a target range but instead of shooting at the fake paper-people I was shooting at real people. But they just kind of stood there like they were drugged up or something.

Second part (There was a lot more, but I only remember this part): I was like this lion-thing, and my friend was like this deer-thing. I was normal colored, but my friend was dark grey. We weren't exactly those types of animals but that's as close as i can get to describing our appearances. At first we were regular people, though. We were standing in a wheat field talking about something, and I don't remember what, but my friend was getting really angry at me. She was giving me these death glares for whatever reason, and I felt like I didn't deserve them. She turned around and started to ignore me. Then a group of people came running at us. They were all decked out in tribal paint and had on hula skirts and stuff, and they wanted to kill us. We ran away and managed to get a good distance between us and the people, but then I tripped over a bump in the ground. When I stood up we were the animals I mentioned earlier.

There was fire everywhere, and I was about to run through it and hope I didn't die when my friend pointed out that the 'bump' I tripped over was actually a hole. We went down the hole to an underground cave. It was really big, and had a green glow. For some reason I kept calling it a limestone cave. There were all sorts of dangerous ledges and paths, and below us was pure blackness. It looked like if you fell of you'd keep falling. We wandered around for a bit until we found a ladder back up to the prairie. Somehow, even though we were still animals, we climbed the ladder. When we were above ground again, instead of being on the field, we were climbing up the side of a canyon. There wasn't any ground anymore, just the bottom of the canyon, and I don't know what happened to the cave, so we had to keep climbing the ladder.

We made it to a ledge and got off the ladder, so it was behind us acting as a 'guard rail' so we couldn't fall off. There was a split in the canyonside in front of us, and it looked like rocks had tumbled into the split filling it up. It was really narrow, and almost vertical, but we were still able to climb up it. My friend had made it to the top where it was flat, but I was still climbing when the tribal people showed up again. I couldn't really defend myself where I was so I just kept climbing. One of them wearing this weird moosehead type of hat started stabbing me with his spear. (His hat looked like moose antlers, and was about the same size, but it was made of gold.) One time when he stabbed me his spear got stuck in me, so when he tried to yank it back he fell off. His hat fell off too, and landed on my head somehow.

When I got to the top finally, all the tribal people gasped and started clapping and cheering. I just looked around like 'wtf', and my friend told me the moosehead hat was a symbol to them or something. I said, "well I guess they don't care that i just killed that guy then", but then the original moosehead guy popped up from where we climbed and was clapping too. His head was really gross; it was all lumpy and disfigured like the hat was hollow and his head had grown into it, leaving it the shape of the moose antlers. Which makes me question how the hat came off his head in the first place... Anyways, we were back to being people now. I gave them back their hat and we ran away (on the field again now) in case they changed their minds and wanted to kill us again. Then I woke up.

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!

03/05/2011
"Out to Clean Up the Streets"

I was on the streets of a suburban area. I have a vague recollection of a few different confrontations, within this setting. First, there was a gang of thugs who kept harassing my crowd. Then, at some point later, there were bomber planes swooping in and dropping ordinance all over the neighborhood area. I became lucid, among all these occurrences, and started messing around with telekinesis, just to be sure that this was all a dream; raising my hand to the sky and controlling the paths of some of these bomber jets with my mind.

Sometime while I was lucid, there was another scenario involving a run-in with thugs. I was with a few friends, and a car pulled into the area, machine gun fire spraying from within. The bullets screamed through the area where we had been standing, and I could feel them tearing into my lower body. It hurt a little, but not enough to take me down. They just left me kind of numb, fighting off the convincing atmosphere, and trying to hold onto my realization that none of this was really happening. I remember running out from behind a hiding spot - which I'd taken up instinctively - and trying to chase them down, being peppered with more bullets as the car sped away. Ultimately, the whole experience was too intense and unclear for me to completely take control and catch up to them. I trailed off to one side, falling behind, still feeling the lingering sensation of the imaginary bullets that had shredded through my imaginary body. I held my hands up in front of me, trying to hold onto the dream, and bringing everything back into an extreme level of clarity while looking at my features.

Time went by, and I was still lucid, having a conversation with some of the DC's I was hanging out with, earlier. I started levitating small objects with my mind, to try to prove to them that I was dreaming. We were in someone's house, and sitting around in the living room and I was getting a little bored, trying to think of something to do. Finally, I said that I was going to go after those guys that did the drive-by, again. One of these DC's was the most vocal about his skepticism of the whole lucidity thing. He said that I was stupid to even try going after the thugs, because he apparently thought I was going to die. I argued with him for a moment, telling him that he was acting just like all of the other oblivious DC's. I tried to explain to him all of the weird occurrences; the gang activity; the bombings; etc. It was all classic dream content. He wasn't buying it. Oh well. The last thing I remember about this moment was picking up one of the DC's little kids, to play with him for a minute, before I left.

Soon, I was back out on the street. I was looking around for the car that did the drive-by, and plotting out my course of action. I wanted to try something new, so instead of using telekinesis as a weapon, or looking for another weapon to take on, I decided to morph my arm into one...a rocket launcher. I had morphed my arm into a blade before, but never any complex machinery. It was almost effortless. I held my arm in front of me, passively visualizing a textbook transformation. My arm began to change and shift; smoothly and organically, in some places, but in sections and compartments, in others. Within a matter of seconds, I was wielding a red and yellow rocket launcher that looked like it was straight out of Unreal Tournament. The visual detail was just incredible. It looked completely unique, yet almost too incredibly intricate to have been made up, on the spot. Since my arm was the weapon, there was no trigger, so I pretty much 'willed' myself to shoot the weapon - and firing it was awesome. With one shot, a swarm of missiles scurried out of the barrel(s), screaming wildly out to a car that was parked on the street. All 3 or 4 missiles converged on the spot and blew the car to shit, lighting up the darkened streets and alleyways around me. I never ended up going after the thugs. I just walked up and down the street for a while, popping off rounds from this bad ass weapon.

Eventually, I had found another group of DCs, and I was showing off more lucid tricks to them. At one point, I drew a door on the wall with a marker or pencil, then I opened the door, revealing another door, inside. I then opened this new door, and found a slender, wooden beam which I slid out of the wall. It turned out to be a few feet long. After that, I stuck my arm in the hole it left behind, and continued pulling stuff out. Can't remember everything that I pulled out of the wall, though.



03/10/2011
Fragment
I was having a 'superspeed' foot-race, with family and friends. We were all crouched at the starting line, and everyone kept trying to cheat; jumping into false-starts and whatnot. I was able to get everyone to calm down just a little bit, but the start of the race was still ugly as hell; everyone stutter-stepping into their run, and no one really starting at the same time.

The actual race was amazing, though. We were tearing across the terrain like Sonic the Hedgehog; running so fast that, even when we got out to the ocean, we just kept on running over the top of the water. The whole thing actually had kind of a Mario-Kart feel to it. In fact, I think one of the characters was actually Mario, at one point. I believe it might have been Todd, but I'm not sure. All I know is that he was on my heels, the entire race.