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Finally, after several days of nothing I finally remembered a couple dreams, and one of them was lucid!

I was in what looked like a computer lab with several rows of desks/chairs and computers. I was on one all the way in the back only it wasn't a school computer or anything, it was my laptop. Everybody else had the same desktop computer but mine was the same as the one I'm on right now. I didn't really think anything of it and was just staring at my background typing stuff even though nothing was happening on the screen. Then, some kid in front of me turned around and smiled really creepily at me. I just sort of looked at him a little odd witha "what?" look on my face. He just chuckled a bit and turned back around.

I went back to my computer and noticed that some of the icons were missing. I then tried to get on the internet but nothing was happening, no matter how much I pressed the button. Then, I tried to open up microsoft word but that didn't work either. After a minute or so of trying to get this to a work a little pop up appeared saying something like, "haha, you've got a virus ." I looked up and the kid in front of me was staring at me again with a malicious little grin on his face. "Is this your doing?" I asked him. He just laughed and turned back around.

The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway to the same room I was just in, facing all the computers. That kid was right in front of me just smiling again. Then, suddenly, he tried to punch me in the face! I quickly put my hand up and stopped his attack, fist in hand. He then tried to jap me in the stomach with his other hand but I deflected it again with my other forearm. At this point I found things a little fishy. I started to question reality and needed to do a RC but I was stopping this kid from hitting me. I looked around for something to do a RC with and noticed a digital clock in the corner of the computer right in front of me. It said 15:81. I figured this was enough to know I was dreaming, but just to be sure I looked away and then back. It now said 0:02.5. What? Decimals? Okay, it's definitely a dream.

At this point I realized I still had this kid's fists in my hands. Remembering what he did to my computer I twisted his left arm (the one he tried to hit me with first) until he started to exhibit pain. "What do you say?" I asked him in the same tone parents would when they're annoyed with their child. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry! Please! Stop! That hurts!" I let go and he immediately ran out the door. Suddenly, the dream started to get very unstable and it felt as if an earthquake was happening. I quickly rubbed my hands together and focused on my surrounding, trying to become hyper-aware. The shaking stopped and I proceeded to walk over to where I was sitting and grabbed my laptop. Didn't want to forget this!

I thought of what to do and remembered the TotY. I couldn't think of any to do, so I walked over to a DC sitting at one of the computers. "Hey, can you check or tell me what some of the TotYs are that I haven't done?" I asked him. "Uh, yeah sure. Dreamviews.com right?" He replied. "Yep, thanks." He typed away on the keyboard and after only about 5 seconds he told me, "Let's see, there's the first picture ever taken, first t.v. broadcast, fix that telescope in space, and base jumping off the world trade center."

"Awesome, thanks." I told him. I decided I would jump off the twin towers in NY. Haven't jumped from high places in a while so I might as well. I headed to the door of the room and thought to myself, "This door leads to the roof of the twin towers in NY." When I opened the door I was suddenly outside, hundreds of feet in the air on the roof of a building. Hey, it worked! I walked over to the edge of the roof and looked down. It was so breezy that I almost fell off when a gust of wind blew over me. On the bottom I could see a bunch of people crowded around the doors and a big ribbon. This must be that cliche ribbon cutting ceremony they always do. Was there even one for the world trade center? I figured I might as well add a bit more challenge and try to get down before the ribbon was cut, and maybe even do it myself.

I took a few steps back, gathered my breath, and sprinted right over the edge. I did a few acrobatic flips and such, until I leveled out into a normal sky diving position. The only problem was, I had only gone down a few feet. "C'mon gravity! I'm not gonna make it!" But I just floated there, nothing happening. I started getting a little annoyed and yelled as loud as I could, "Gravity on please!!" After a couple seconds I started falling straight down, like some body should when they jump off of anything. "Thank you!" I yelled. It took me about 15 seconds to reach the halfway point, at which time I heard people screaming down at the ground. I looked down trying to see something with the wind blowing into my eyes like this. I noticed they were all looking and pointing straight up at me! Well, they're going to be in for a treat!

I dove down, head first, into a full on dive. I waited until I was about 50 feet from the ground and quickly flattened out into a normal sky diving position again. I wanted to make a big crater in the ground since that seems to keep happening in all the fights I've been in recently. After only a split second since I had flattened out I hit the ground going full speed. It didn't hurt at all and felt like one of those big coushions used in movies where somebody jumps out of a building. Once I came to a complete stop I looked up and noticed I was in about a 25 feet deep crater. New personal record! I say everybody lined around the edge looking down at me with disbelief that I was still alive.

I got up, dusted my self off all nonchalant as if nothing had happened. I jumped up and out of the crater in one big burst. I landed on the ground in the middle of the crowd and just stood there for a few seconds while everybody stared. Then, one of them started clapping, followed by another, and another. After only a short moment it turned into a full on applause as if I had just preformed some amazing trick (which I pretty much did ). I just smiled and walked over to the podium where somebody whom I assume was the mayor was standing, as well as a guy holding those big, oversized scissors. I asked them if I could cut the ribbon. The man with the scissors replied, "Well, the mayor was supposed to do it," while motioning towards the man at the podium. "No, no," he said, "let this guy do it. He did just survive an incredible fall without even a scratch."

"Thanks!" I told him. I walked over to the guy with the scissors who gave the right to me. Wow, these were really light. They must've only weighed 5 pounds! The crowd gathered around waiting anxiously for me to cut it. I held them up to the ribbon and closed the scissors, which was pretty awkward given how big they were. However, the ribbon didn't cut! The crowd gave a sigh as if they were disappointed, while I took a closer look at this "ribbon." I found out that it was actually some type of steel cable! "Hey, whats the big idea having these scissors try and cut a metal cable?" I asked. "What are you talking about? It's just a paper rib--" The man who had given me them said, but was interrupted when he took a closer look.

"Oh, nope. You're right, this isn't the ribbon at all. It looks like it's rebarb from the buildings." It was at this moment that I could hear a few snickers and laughs coming from around the corner of the building. "Who's back there?" I demanded. "Nobody!" the voice replied. "Go away!" I walked over to the corner of the building only to find the same kid who had messed with my laptop back in the computer lab. "What the... what the hell are you doing here?" I asked him. "Nothing, go away!" He replied. "Seriously, who do you think you are messing with something as harmless as a ribbon cutting ceremony?" I demanded. I don't get why somebody would sabatoge something as meaningless as this. "Pfft, it was still funny." He said. "Besides, I bet you can't catch me!" He yelled as he sprinted off as fast as he could.

I snapped my fingers and teleported right in front of him. "Oh really?" I asked him. "I can't catch you?" He turned back, obviously surprised and started running back towards the crowd. I casually walked back following him. I could see him just enough so that I could tell he tripped right over and into the crater. Idiot . I strolled over to the edge where the entire crowd had encircled again. "Wow, how dumb are you?" I asked him. He sat in the bottom of the crater in a ball and just stayed there. I decided he was embarassed enough and I walked back over to the rib--metal wire-- and asked them if they had any sharper scissors. "No, sorry," they replied.

"Hold on," I said, "I have an idea." I took a step back and swung my hand back and around, karate chopping the wire. My hand sliced right through it as if it were butter. Everybody stood there for a second again, and then cheered... again. "Wow, nice hit!" the mayor said. "Thanks!" I replied. "Now what?" I asked them. "Now, we go inside!" he said. I followed both of them inside and, right as I walked through the doors, I woke up. Damnet, everything that used to help me in lucids are now waking me up Oh well, got one more of the TotY done .

Second dream:

I remember sitting in my bed and seeing a large figure of words that spelled out something along the lines of FREIDEAY. Friday, maybe? I couldn't tell, but there were lines going through parts of it, so it looked like FR//EI//DE//AY. I had no clue that this meant and just layed down and went back to sleep.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was lost in "New York City." I was in some part of town full of vacant lots and stout, warehouse-like buildings. It was late afternoon, kind of dim and grey-blue. There were a decent amount of people around.

I wandered in some general direction, maybe following a group of people who seemed to know where they were going. But I think I was beginning to question whether I was even in New York at all.

Eventually I rounded some corner and found a subway stop. The sign of the subway station said something like "Riche St." I knew this stop. It was near Wall St., and it was on the line that ran near my apartment in Brooklyn. (IWL, there is no "Riche St." stop, as far as I know.)

I went down the stairs and into the subway station. The station was completely hollowed out. There were a bunch of mothers and children (probably mostly Latina) in the empty space. Something about the whole environment felt tan or brown, like there was brownish concrete for the floors and walls.

The environment also felt somewhat like a community meeting space, or some kind of preschool place. This may just been because of the mothers and children all gathered together. But it may also have felt a little like an almost revolutionary meeting, kind of like the Communist meeting in Vittorio de Sica's The Bicycle Thief.

A woman started speaking. A loose, random crowd of women and children had gathered around her. Some of the people may possibly have been sitting on the floor. I sat on the floor near the back of the crowd.

I had a good view of the woman, even sitting on the floor. I think the woman was Asian, kind of round-faced, with pale skin and shortish hair. The woman may actually have been giving a speech about anime. But the speech was intended to give the women and children a sense of empowerment, as well.

dream : comments : lucid

5th of May, 2011

This is one of the more memorable dreams I've ever had, and is a pretty intimate one for me.


I flew into New York with Jono, Colin and Nooks. We dropped from the sky into the ocean and swam ashore- it was raining and a guy in a car sped past us on the road as we emerged.
Our hotel was a strange, small building across and in the water and you had to wade to it- the ocean was apparently only shin deep. When we arrived we walked up the stairs that lead out of the water and into our separate rooms. The guys wanted to do something but I took ages to get changed into board shorts.
When I finally changed, I asked where Jono was and Colin said that he was at work as a DJ and had been living in New York for several months. Fair enough.
We strolled into the city and came into a kind of piazza area surrounded by small stalls and bordered on all sides by large, red brick buildings. I set fire to some paper and blew up a stall. People thought it was awesome. I looked up the cobbled road where a bunch of 70’s styled women crashed their giant limo- front and back. I came across Jono and wanted him to come with us to party but he said he hadn’t been for a run yet. At that point I saw some shady looking characters lurking around and Jono put on a police hat and ran after them. I told Nooks and Colin and they freaked out. As we chased Jono more gangsters came so I ducked into a little trinket store but the gangsters followed me in and ordered everyone onto the ground.

They shot me in the head as well as everyone else.
I survived and pretended to be dead. They shot me several times more and then spoke about their plans while I was trying to be as still as possible and not breathe.
After a while they left but I continued pretending.

I kept that up for hours or days as people passed by. Even in my dream it felt like a really, really long time. Eventually some guys put me on a cart and took me into a house. Two of them went upstairs so I decided to scare the other guy by ‘coming back to life’. When the other two came down, I told them what had happened and concluded that I must be immortal.
As we talked, the gangsters ran past and the guys shut the door as quickly as they could, but that drew the baddies’ attention. They stormed in and I pretended to be dead again.
Head gangster Andy Garcia (what?) sat down and checked me. I tried and tried to hold my breath but eventually exhaled.
As I did I woke up...

...in the same room?
Huh?
The guys, minus the gangsters were there and told me I was safer in this existence and “what’s awake really mean, anyway?” They said I should just make the most of my day, even if it was a dream. Okay!
I went upstairs and was back in our hotel room from before.
I remembered that I wanted to find out what music was like in dreams, so after checking myself out in the mirror, I found a toilet/glowing stereo thing. It was actually really awesome looking and totally feasible.
The sound was dodgy when I tried to get it to work and wouldn’t play clearly. After fiddling with it for ages I finally got it to play:
“Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you dooooown...”

(o_O)

Damn you subconscious! Rickrolled by my own mind.
Touché sir.

I went back to the mirror and decided to jump through it, which I did. I became the reflection. I jumped off the balcony and onto the back of one of those canvas covered trucks. It was a weird brick city and the brick road was watery and cracked. I checked my hands and everything was stable so I hopped off the truck, looked around, then did a flip and flew into the air. I wanted to fly to the planets, but it was like the never-ending staircase from Mario 64; every time I looked back, I hadn’t gone any higher.
Eventually I gave up and dived headfirst like a bullet into the ground, crashing through into an underground chasm. It was really pretty and glowy- fluorescing rocks and water. I walked through the shaft and came across a face on a rock made of mossy orange fungus stuff.
It spoke in a scary, profound tone.
I took it to be my true subconscious and he asked me what kind of person avoids their dreams- that I should be doing what I’ve wanted to do since I was three and was mad for not doing more acting. It gave me some deep insights and words of wisdom before I lost lucidity and woke up.

This dream was truly immense in both scale and content. It provided me with insight, joy, laughs and full-on action. It let me do some dream experiments and put me in touch with myself more than any other dream I can recall having. I woke up deeply moved and immediately wrote down as much as I could remember.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Germany had tested some kind of nuclear weapon. I saw a shoreline. The shoreline had received the nuclear blast. This shoreline was in some country other than Germany.

The United States was angry that Germany had tested this new nuclear weapon. They may have been planning to do something against Germany, like employ sanctions.

But suddenly the US was sending out a nuclear bomb to attack Germany. I saw the nuclear bomb blasting off. The missile was kind of short, either dark green or black, with fins at its back end and around its midsection, closer to the nose. The fire of the rocket was bright and papery.

The area from which the missile blasted off was kind of small, like a small construction area or movie set, although it was supposed to be an entire coast or country.

The missile may have blasted off from the west coast of the United States. I knew it was going to Germany. But I also knew that Germany was retaliating, sending a missile to attack the US.

But I thought that since I was in New York, I wouldn't get hit. New York was on the other end of the country closest to Germany, I thought. (This would, of course, be the reverse of the truth IWL.)

Dream #2

There were two pretty girls, maybe nineteen or twenty years old, in bed with each other. They may have been in a college dorm. But the room seemed more like a bedroom in a suburban house than a college dorm.

Both girls were kind of tall, skinny, and pale, with long, straight, light brown hair. The girls both wore colorful, long-sleeved sweaters and white, cotton, french-cut panties.

One of the girls lay on her back. The other girl climbed up and straddled the first girl's chest. She almost seemed to want to begin rubbing her crotch into the other girl's face.

So I was trying to fall asleep last night at like 2AM after an emotional night with my girlfriend. But I couldn't. So I tried doing the visualization and mantras from Naiya's MILD Technique (great technique by the way, check it out) and I imagined myself with my girlfriend and just let my subconscious take it from there.
Bold Represents pieces of the dream I actively controlled
So me and my girlfriend are at a fancy dinner party with my friend and his girlfriend. Him and I are in sportcoats and the girls are both in tight pink dresses (my subconscious is a dirty little thing ) when suddenly someone walked in to the party who I can only describe as the antagonist to his life and mine. And he walked in with a girl who could be described the same one. We'll call him Rob and my friend Andy. Rob pulls a glock out and starts shooting at Andy and I. Everyone else flees the room except our girlfriends, let's call mine Kayla and his Gina, who hide under a table. Andy and I, of course, are strapped with heat (note: I don't actually carry a gun around and neither does he) and we fire back. Rob's girl, we'll call her Amy, pulls out a gun too and fires at Andy and I. The room is full of bullets and it's a miracle no one's dead. When suddenly, Rob shot at Kayla. Enraged, I tackled him and fired 1, 2, 3 times in to his head. Because I was lucid, he died from this. Amy was still shooting at Andy, who she managed to hit and he fell. Gina rushed to him, and Amy shot her too. They were pretty hurt. I had a good shot, so I shot at Amy, and she fell. Kayla and I rushed to help Gina and Andy. Rob and Amy, however, were dead.

That was the first dream, and I was drifting in and out of lucidity the whole time. In the second one, I was much more in control.
So me and Kayla were walking home from a party, dressed in the same things, me in my sportcoat her in her tight little pink dress. I puffed up her features a little, I mean come on, I'm just a guy! When suddenly, Rob came around the corner and shot at us. I jumped in front of her now voluptuous body, trying to take my focus off of making her hotter. (I mean come on.) Finally I broke free and DC'd up a glock for myself and shot back. I managed to hit him in the shoulder, but I was still hurt as well.
Meanwhile, on another street (it looked like 42nd Street in Midtown), Amy shot at Gina and Andy, who were together. Andy did not protect Gina, but thankfully Amy did not hit them. Andy pulled out his gun and leaped for cover with Gina, and they leaped and crawled to Rockefeller Plaza, which me and Kayla had somehow gotten to. Amy and an injured Rob had followed us there, and a massive shootout ensued. Before anyone could get a good hit out, a helicopter landed carrying President Obama and Jay-Z. The shooting stopped. But they just walked away. I shot at Rob and took his head clean off. Amy shot back at me, and in a sudden lucid decision, I dodged it. I shot back at Amy and hit her. Before I finished her, Kayla grabbed my arm. "Let [Andy] do this." I looked at her funny, but before I could protest, she kissed me passionately. Well forget the other thing.
Andy shot up Amy for a good 10 minutes. Gina praised him as a hero, and he took her in his arms. Me and Kayla looked on, smiling.

This dream was low clarity, but was very easy to manipulate. I enjoyed it very much. Again, Naiya's MILD technique is amazing.

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8-8-11
Type: Lucid Dream. (Visiting the Dead)
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}

We arrive at the short few steps of a Brownstone. There is a guy behind me but I hardly know him and he is basically trailing along to learn some things. I have been to this place before and yet part of me doesn’t know where this is. I feel my awareness and that I am whole again on the other side of reality where thoughts make things and places and this was a simulated New York village. Every time I am here it seems unpopulated, there are no signs of life on the outside, save for shrubs and trees, not even any cars on the road.

I have forgotten who we’re here to see but I know what to do and walk up to the door. The guy I’m with wants to push the buzzer/doorbell. If this was physical reality the mechanical/electric device would work and ring the persons doorbell in their apartment but here only the newbies and dreamers try it out. I can see telepathically the guy I’m with is a mess, he is unsure of everything but trying so hard to be perfect, so I let him ring the bell and wait as if there is a buzzing sound and then I open the door and walk in.

It is always so dark in this vestibule and the stairs, I can see in the dark but it is so unfriendly and foreboding although it is not meaning to be.

I walk to a dark corner and push and twist some wooden molding, this opens the secret passage to the part of the place we are going to. We walk in and it is still just as dark.

We walk up the stairs to the correct door. The nervous guy behind me gets even more nervous as I stop in front of the door as I try to remember who’s place this is. The nervous guy comes around to the front of me and squeezes between me and the door to open it. The door opens and I realize it is my grandmothers place! No she never had this place when she was alive but has taken to liking it after her death. She is standing there expecting us. I see her but don’t know how to feel since she is not the full old woman I knew. She has been dead for years here and many more in the physical world and has regressed to her younger more vital young-woman-self. What are the rules for greeting someone who thinks they are both old and young and that they know you but not really? We greet {and acknowledge our relationship} but she is half the woman I knew and another totally unknown to me, the younger woman before she met my grandfather. He was not around since died before her and has forsaken the physical plane altogether (long story of another nonphysical place and a cool place at that, the Last Timers Ring that rings the earth, but that’s a story for another time. Basically he was leaving the physical plane for ever and I have never seen him since.), she seemed to know this.

Before going in I saw a metal threshold and there was an engravements in it and I bent down to examine it more closely. It was so real looking with dirt in the letters and abrasions. I felt it and it felt so perfectly real, I was blown away by it a bit but gathered myself and walked in.

I wondered around her place looking at all the intricate objects and how they all fit into her between-life life, it was very fascinating. I was in awe at how real it all looked, and felt! The kitchen has the same kind of tile from her physical kitchen, it is dark in there but I didn’t want to mess with lights in a nonphysical place.

Then I walk out into the living room and saw her nonphysical-life dog, a little white poodle! Animals are so rare in these nonphysical parts! I bent down and pet it and it felt so real! It was not at all a perfect representation of a dog; it had dirt under its belly as if it had never been washed. I got down on the floor with the dog and gave it a good rubbing. It stayed there as if it liked the petting. It didn’t have much personality which is basically life-force so I intended on giving it some of my own and it perked up a little bit and became a little more lively, literally.

I saw my grandmother was happy that I was enjoying the dog but she was hard to look at since I saw both the old woman and the young woman, pretty disturbing. I realized that she was the “old dead”, people that have been dead for a long time but still felt tied to their old life. As for myself, I didn’t even feel tied to my physical life and I was still living it! I was, and am still, not sure why she hangs out in that drab place!

I got up off the floor and realized how low the crummy dusty chandelier hung. The table had all and birthday cake on it with many candles burning and kinds of stuff on it like back when she was alive. It was all kinda sad, not that she was dead, you can be more alive dead than you ever were when you were alive, but she was not moving on she was stuck in this dark small apartment of her own creation with all these sad trappings of a past life.

My grandmother was cradling a baby that was known by her, and I, to be unreal but she felt she needed the comfort it gave. The old dead are creepy people, two or three lives all jumbled up into one undead existence. {It is time for us to go} and she got up and the baby disappeared and everyone started to move to the door a bit. My grandmother had to walk around stuff and stacks of magazines, tied with string, in a tall knee high bundle. The place was full of little things like that, fascinating!

Then there was a woman with 2 small kids in old time clothing that just appeared in the living room. “Ok lets go” she said to the kids and they all walked into the hallway and vanished. Creepy. Can ghosts have ghosts?

My grandmother walked out of the door and the nervous guy waited near the sofa and wanted me to walk out first. I, on the other hand, was astounded with the reality of the place and rubbed my hand on the wall by the door feeling how solid it was “look at it! It’s solid, like the real thing!” He looked at me like I was crazy and was getting jumpy.

We walked out into the dark hallway where the jumpy guy said “my dream guide likes to be surprised…but not TOO much.” I thought I would try not to do anything strange.

As we all rounded the corner a man came out of the dark and I realized it must be this guy’s dream guide. I thought, about what not to do and so did exactly THAT, I skipped like a girl across the floor and then regretted it immediately.

“Hi, you must be his dream guide” I said.

The DG was a tall guy and dressed like he was a 17th century aristocrat with flowy sleeves and such, “yes, I am in fact!”
“Good to meet you.” I said while turning to the nervous guy.
He waved at the dream guide stiffly and gave a nervous “Hi” with a nervous smile.
I’d seen enough and decided to leave them on their own.

Then there are these little lights floating in the air in the dark hallway and everyone gives me one. I love this!

My Mom yells at me from a dark place but I can see her face, I ignore her, but everyone else seems not to even notice her.
The end, I wake up.


Awake i check the time, I had been asleep for only 2.5 hours!

So last night was one of the first nights a few of us decided to try and dream share. The goal was to meet at the top of The Empire State Building in NY and set of a beacon of light so others who were looking to do the same thing might be able to meet with another dreamer.
To prepare for the night I did some light meditation and mantra to focus on completing the main task at hand. I also watched youtube videos of the Empire State Building as well as NY at night in order to gain detail about the surroundings themselves.

Well last night I attempted such a task and here are my dream results.

My first dream (or the one I could remember) happened between the hours of 12am to about 4:53am EST. The setting was not NY however but a sort of bayou (sp?) that you would expect to find maybe down south in Louisiana. I did not achieve any sort of lucidity in this dream but it was quite vivid. I was at this particular location because I was supposed to get an interview for a local newspaper. I was supposed to interview the owner of this sort of mansion style home that was located right on top of a swamp. The setting for this dream was at night, and I remember hearing crickets surrounding the area. The trouble was that a tornado (I know, weird in the south right?) was predicted to just tear right through this home. I was also with another woman, maybe my partner on this particular article. She was taller than me, maybe about 5'8" and had curly brown hair and glasses. We were afraid for our lives because of the more dangerous weather but the owner of the home did not seem as concerned, as if he dealt with this sort of thing on a daily basis. The winds started to pick up, and that is when I awoke to reality.

I immediately wrote down in my dream journal, not really a summary but key words as it was dark and I did not want to forget anything. I got a glass of orange juice, knowing that it may help with my recall. I remember that people who had successfully achieved a WILD would wake up in the middle of the night and try to jump back into a lucid dream, I figured now would be as good a time as ever to try it. (Personally I am a light sleeper so getting up even the slightest amount keeps me up a while) So, after returning to bed just 5 min after I originally awoke I found it hard to get back to sleep and it took me about an hour to finally fall back to sleep. (which was not easy because at this time bird were beginning to sing).

My second dream was about the same as far as vividness but I believe I might have been semi lucid....I remember actually being inside the Empire State Building. I had made it to the target destination. I had gone to the top to find dozens of people up there. It was night and it seemed like the reason that they were up there was because of some sort of death match between two human opponents. They were fighting on platforms that were suspended in mid air just beyond the ledge of the building. (I assume the loser of the match would fall to his death). I remembered that I needed to create a beacon of some sort but I couldn't remember why I needed it. Basically I did not achieve enough lucidity to actually dream share. I manifested the yellow light and pushed it up in the air, I also made the beacon kind of pulsate light. The beacon was set and I was at the top of the building, but as I said I couldn't remember where to go from there. That didn't matter anyways because as soon as I set the beacon the dozens of DC on the roof all went completely ape shit and began to fight and gang up on one another intent on killing each other. I helped those that were about to get beat or tortured. It seemed like the people doing the beating were intent on cutting their prey with box cutters and razor blades. The ones I saved I made sure got to the elevator ok. Then I remember reloading the box cutters with new blades and saying to the attackers. "If anyone attacks me I cut your throat, got it?" Needless to say the DC stayed away from me. Then I saw my ex inside the building. I was concerned for her safety so I tried to follow her and get her out of the building. Then my dream kind of shifted to me going after my ex and the people with her in my dad's mini van. I had finally caught up with them and come to find out that the girl I thought was my ex was really just a disguise, a ruse to get me out of the building. Unfortunately I was unable to get back to the building because I soon woke up after my discovery.

So like I said, not really lucid but I think its great progress seeing as I actually got to the location and was able to manifest the beacon. My hopes for tonight is that I will become lucid and clear the roof of the building of any pesky DC and just wait to see if I make contact with another dreamer.

Great start to the new year! 11 dreams recalled on 1/1/11! :banana:

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[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) It's as if I'm a character in a video game; I press a button and jump over hexagonal shapes, which are graduatingly black/green with opaque green outlines.

I walk across a swampy area and see an emo girl. She has short black hair with some pink in the middle. She's talking to me and seems rather friendly.

2) I'm at a movie. My friends are there, but I'm sitting with little kids (NBA's brother's friends?) I'm kind of embarrassed, but I sit back and enjoy the movie. The room is dim and has a blue glow.

At an intermission, my friends come up to me, as well as OG. OG tries to harrass me. I make fun of him and curse at him?

Mrs. A is standing at the side of the room, giving a presentation. We all turn to face her, sitting in a semicircle. I'm having a little difficulty breathing.

3) Today I'm going to visit Boston University with Mrs. W. I'm absolutely positive that this is my second time visiting, and this time I'm going to show her. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]There's a really good chance that I visited this in a prior dream, but I can't remember a thing about it. In the dream, though, [/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]I'm convinced I just visited the day before and have now come for my second visit.

I'm walking along a New York street, on my way to Boston University. I look at the buildings (which are pretty run-down) and think about how they're structurally identical to a LEGO. They must have built a building based on my LEGO model. It's the exact same thing. The high rise across the street looks cool, too, even if it is in need of repair.

I get to the street corner and am ready to turn to walk down the sidewalk to Boston University when a car starts honking at me. I point and ask, "Me?" and yes, the driver is directing at me. It's an ugly fat woman with sunglasses; she's probably in her 50s. She pulls over and rolls down the window, informing me that Mrs. W would be there with me today. I had completely forgotten, but that's right. Mrs. W [I]is[/I] going with me today [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](is this the first time I've had this concept? I'm not sure)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"].

I meet Mrs. W in the dusty desert-like city block on which Boston University is located. We greet each other and enter the building, a highly modern and very nice facility. PS is there to greet us, and he guides us up. After we reach the top, JF, NBA, KB, and I all skate down the stairs. There are crevices in the stairs and elevated areas, so we have to jump like we're in a video game. We're going downhill, we just speed down without worry. KB taunts me about being so slow and last out of the four, so I put more attention to the game and become focused for the first time. I zip down the stairs, passing all three of my competitors.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]Is this a false awakening beginning of another dream? I'm not entirely sure, but it seems to me as if all this happened at the bottom of the slope we were just skating on. [/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"] I check my phone for email and see that I have hundreds of emails from DreamViews. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](That isn't too far from being accurate, "lol.") [/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]I have an email saying that Raven Knight has replied in one of my threads, and I'm interested to read what she has to say because I respect her opinion as one of the more intelligent posters. I go to the thread and read her post, in which she bashes a bunch of people who replied. Her vicious attacks are relentless, unyielding, and unforgiving. She probably attacks 5-10 people, all whose usernames I don't recognize. None of them have avatars or are important members, but they were just causing problems and making posts that sounded stupid.

Thankfully, she didn't reply to any of my posts. :)

4) Jeff777 makes a forum post. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](I wrote this down as a note at 5:00 AM, but now I don't remember what he said. I think when I had the dream I actually got the gist of his post, though.)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]

5) I'm in DV chat and Akono has something next to his name. It's just like the little line and then "Away," but it looks like it's longer. He still has the "@" sign in front of his name and everyone still has the brackets. I think what he's saying has a negative tone.

6) I'm in a huge group of kids in my grade, eating lunch in the parking lot. At the end of lunch, I find CH and ask him where he had been all lunch period! He tells me that he had been eating his lunch nearby? I try to get my sweatshirt on but have real difficulty in doing so. When I finally get an arm in, I have it on backwards. :/

I walk into the school through the back entrance and walk down the hallway. I have no idea what class I'm supposed to be going to. I think tremendously and begin to panic, but I eventually figure out that it's X Block. Whew! That's a relief, I have lunch now so I won't be late for anything. I see a few kids from lower grades on the stairs who have high, squeeky voices. I interpret one of them to be RG.

I get to my locker but can't open it. I must have put in the wrong combination. After another unsuccessful try or two, I realize that I'm trying the wrong one. :/ Mine is two lockers over!

I move over and finally open it successfully. But this isn't my locker - it's a vending machine filled with snacks and candy. Opening it was a floccinaucinihilipification. I close it, since it's not mine and there's really nothing for me to do with it, much to the surprise of the students who were having a math (Calculus?) extra help session in Mr. S's room. DM is one of the students in there. I see Mrs. M passing through the hallway, and she asks me if I live in ([/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]I forget the name, but [/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]it was some obscure town I had never heard of). I tell her where I live, but I don't think she's really paying attention and it doesn't sink in.

I walk down the hallway and turn, and I'm at work. It's a huge office building, but I need to get back to my locker. I notice I'm in just my underwear. I turn and go down another hallway, but now I'm just lost. There's an office foyer-like area, but there's only one guy there. I turn back, but there's a row of cubicles where I was sure my locker had just been. I'm really frustrated now because I have no clue how to get back. I turn down some more hallways and the whole thing is just an office building.

7) I'm in a country house. There's a man outside who I interpret as a Southerner: the man has gray hair, is aged 50-65, has the drawl accent, and his head is cocked a little to one side. I'm afraid to walk outside, but I know I have to. I've been watching this man through a window.

I finally walk out onto the porch, and he tells me something which surprises me, but shouldn't: he's going to adopt us. There's someone else who walks into the yard, someone I recognize and don't mind. However, I don't really want to be adopted. I think of polite excuses because I don't want to hurt the old man's feelings.

8) I'm in a location with bridges over lava and huge crowds of people. I wonder for a moment where this could possibly be, and I come to the conclusion that it must be 4chan. I'm kind of on one of the bridges a little further back, and there must be a concert or something because everyone's pushing towards the central bridges and is jumping around. I'm in the spirit and I'm jumping around too, but I seem to be stuck towards the back.

I see the front bridges start to clear out; this is my chance! I remember that my goals are leadership, assertiveness, and action [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](which are actually my real-life goals, not dream goals)[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"] and this is the perfect opportunity to work on building those character traits. I make my way towards the front and start jumping around as if it's a sporting event and my team just scored a goal. I look across the lava field, and only a mere few feet there's a platform where they're giving out free pizza! 4chan was sued or something for causing problems on the Internet and so now it had to give out free slices of pizza to all its members. I gladly took my two free slices. My cafeteria should do this!

I learn that if I want more, I'll have to come back tomorrow. They give out two free slices to everyone each day.

9) I'm with a few kids outside and we're in a small group playing a game. One of the girls breaks down and asks me how i play, because I'm so good.

LeBron James is there, and he's a pretty cool guy. We talk and joke around, and I bounce off of his humor. His jokes perfectly set up my jokes, allowing me to have awesome punchlines that everyone likes.

We're in the gym, and I'm hanging with LeBron, who's now become a piece of cardboard. Hmm, he must've been a piece of cardboard the whole time. Maybe I was just imagining him as a person when he was a cardboard all along.

Mr. P is at a podium under the board and he calls up PC. Mrs. E takes some pictures of me and the LeBron cardboard and says it's cute and wonderful. She tells me to keep it up, the kids love it.

10) I have a false awakening. I check my notes I put on my phone as a temporary DJ, but I don't understand anything I wrote. It's all weird numbers, percentages, and fractions like 2/3. I eventually figure out what the numbers mean (it's something like % of dream recalled, lucidity, or measurement of vividness, but I forget what now) but they still don't help me remember what actually happened in the dream.

11) I'm traveling through a really poor section of town. The houses are dilaptitated, literally - they're all several feet below ground, so there are essentially cliffs around each house.

I'm going down a road (X St.?) and see lots of political signs for people running for office. I notice in particular RD signs, where he talks about his Christianity and his church. There are crosses attached to the bottom of each sign, which becomes annoying as I go down the street; more and more signs appear until the overhanging above the street is loaded with them and I have to duck my head just to get along the road.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

I'm going to start tracking my stats for the year from now on. It's time to start anew!

Total dreams: 11
Total days: 1
Total lucids: 0
Dreams per day: 11
Lucids per day: 0
Dreams per lucid: infinity :o

I am in Manhattan, but it feels like Manhattan from a the Spiderman 2 game. I am walking and suddenly realize that I could fly in dreams that I've had before, so why not this one? I jump off the ground with my arms stretched above me and using willpower I begin flying! I fly around for a while, taking in the sights and bathing in the feeling. I land on a tall skyscraper with about 3 neighboring towers, where enemies are scattered. I take them out crackdown style without ever leaving my building by way of dual uzis.
I realize that since I am in New York, I want to back to The Standard, the hotel where I stayed last time I was here. I begin flying towards the meatpacking district. I fly under a large overpass which makes this entire area of the city dark.
I stop inside of a green wire fence with a pool inside when I realize that the hotel is not in this dream, but this doesn't upset me too much. Instead I walk into a nearby tunnel marked by a small white archway. This has led me into the underground section of the city, which is basically just a wide white hallway. I enter a night club by a side entrance, but I decide to go around to the front to avoid seeming uninvited.
The front entrance is a very small hallway with a bar off the the side and a wooden floor, giving it almost a Japanese feel. A guy who gives me a bad vibe walks up and asks me if I have chosen a girl yet. At this point I realize that the front entrance is actually a whorehouse, and I respond to the guy that I am still looking, as it seems that we wants to kick me out. As I walk to the end of the hallway, I take a look at the women, who are all much older and not very attractive. I look in through the doorway to see the club, but I get a feeling that I should just leave.
I head up through the tunnel to the east side of the island. I climb a ramp that leads me to the middle of a college football field, with a large Victorian-style building right next to it. I meet an unknown friend and tell him that I can fly. I jump unsuccessfully a few times, and then begin flying with him on my back.
At this point I notice a small white bar in the bottom left corner of my vision. I realize that this is my flight bar, and that I can only fly as long as the meter is not empty. I drop my friend off, and then walk into the middle of a busy street. A woman is also standing next to me, and I jump into the air and start flying. I do not see her reaction as I go up too far too quickly, but I have a feeling that she didn't even notice.
As the sky gets dark a large pyramid rises from the ground just a bit north of the midpoint of the tunnel I was in earlier. The sky is lit up with lights, from stars to satellites, and especially the new lights that illuminate the pyramid. I take flight again and try to land, but my bar empties just before I can, causing me to drop suddenly a few metres above ground. I make a hard landing, bashing my ankle on the side of the pool I was at earlier, just like Eric. I have a feeling that I caused serious damage, but cannot feel it.
I see Cody and tell him that I can fly. He seems a bit jealous, and I procede to fly around the pyramid. The dream ends as I fly up the side of it.

I've had this sort of dream before, in which i discover I can fly, but it always takes a few jumps to work, and sometimes I lose the power. I do not feel that this was a full lucid dream, but every time I want to fly I can sort of control it, especially the first jumps off the ground. I also did something that I would have done if I were lucid, which is go to that hotel (or at least try).

I found this one in my phone from a week or so ago, so it's going up too.

I am in somebody's room on the second floor. There is a TV about two feet away from the foot of the bed, and a screen door leading to a small deck that overlooks the driveway right behind the TV. We are playing the Wind Waker or some other classic game. We then decide to watch a movie, and when we put it on, it's hentai. I accidently drop the movie case and also a yellow egg shaped thing and they somehow manage to roll onto the deck. When I go out to grab them, the deck turns into my porch which is on the first floor. I go back inside to the same room. As the movie starts, I show the person I'm with how to put a DVD into another player attached to the same TV so that we can switch it to something more appropriate if somebody comes up the stairs. On the TV I see a vivid image of spot in New York, with a courtyard beside a skyscraper, and a sculpture on the grass.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

In general, these last days I have been recalling fewer dreams and totally missing good opportunities when they arise, but we all go through these stupid phases, I guess.


23:20 GMT – Sleep

Can’t really recall a dream, but I woke up with obsessive thoughts about dream control and the serial dreaming RPG tasks, so either I was dreaming something related to that or not at all and felt frustrated on waking up.

3:58 GMT

Random fragments
I’m with a group of kids, brothers and sisters and apparently we are very famous. There’s a huge group of fans stalking us and we just have time to hide in some house. Inside there’s a maid who becomes our friend and keeps our location secret. For some reason we stay there for the night and it is absolutely imperative that nobody find us there.
Then I am on some balcony trying to disentangle something (?)
Then I’m on top of a skyscraper in N.Y. I feel a bit of vertigo.
Then I am with some blond guy and we are making a pact to help each other keep some secret only to ourselves.

4:30 GMT

From a train to a slaughterhouse
I’m on a train station platform and from inside a train a friend calls me, says it is last call for this train and if I’m not getting there immediately I’ll have to go on the next. I don’t know where we’re going, but I hop in. I sit and realise that in the seat in front are my friend R., L. and some other person. They are bragging about their dreams. One of them says she can easily use the train ride to snooze a little and will surely come up with at least 2 lucid dreams. Initially I feel envious, but I shudder this feeling, don't want to give in to envy and just ignore them. I look through the window and I see bulls on some field. Half-lucid I start thinking which animal suffers the worst: the bull that roams free his entire life and is then slowly tortured and bleed to death in a bullfighting arena or a cow that lives an entirely miserable existence of pain in some factory farm but then dies supposedly quicker? My doubt lies now in the effectiveness of stunners that are used to leave the animals unconscious before slaughter. So I find myself in a slaughterhouse holding one of such devices to test it. I thought about trying it on myself, but I felt a bit scared of what I would feel, so I just test it on an apple – not a very clever idea, it just gets some burning marks on it. [chicken!]

A portal
I’m on some house of an old couple and their son. We’re in the middle of an empty room and there’s a portal open in the centre of the room. It just appeared out of nowhere. As it shines and waves in the air, in tones of blue, like water, we wonder what it is and if it’s dangerous to cross it and what it is on the other side. The boy gets behind it and throws something across it in our direction. It was like a piece of garbage. Instead of crossing, it just stays there, suspended in the portal, but it performs a strange mystical dance and then becomes a perfect circle form. Then I don't remember much, but I had no will or courage to actually cross it and think I just left this room and house and continued dreaming outside. [idiot!]

Buddhists and new agers
I'm in this foreign country and my mom came to visit me and I decide to show her around. I’m dressed in orange, top and long skirt and with my purple hat. I tell her lots of monks and Buddhist teachers are also in the city at the moment, for some gathering. We see a group of people waiting for a bus on the other side of the road and I tell her “See over there, it’s Mathieu Ricard with some other Tibetan Buddhist monk”. A bit further we pass by another group of monks, and I tell her “And see, look who’s in the middle of these monks, it’s Tich Nhat Hanh.”
Then we see a large entrance to some place, like a garage, not entirely inviting, but lots of new agers gathered there. They invite us in, they are eating what seems to be lentils and vegetables, so we join them. After the meal they behave a bit childish, like when they start doing this clapping hand game I used to play in camps with other kids.

5:30 GMT

Alone in the city
I am again in this foreign city and I know my mom is visiting, although not with me at the moment. I know it is quite far from home and I wonder how she enjoyed the flight. I feel that flying is becoming quite normal to me and I wonder if I’ll ever be afraid of flying. Then it occurs to me that maybe if I fly to Nepal, I might feel scared because lots of planes fall in that area as their flying companies are not so safe.
While I think about all this I am entering a building, following two other girls who enter a public toilet. It is quite big with large mirrors on the wall over the sinks. The girls are mocking me or something, but I ignore them. I go to the mirror and I spend a lot of time there, looking at something in my face as I continue thinking. Because I’m abstracted, the dream transforms and I am now on top of a hill sitting with a guy and a girl on a few steps and the mirror transformed into a glass wall by my left side. Through it I can see a road down the hill and a city on the other side of the road.
Me and this guy and girl are so packed together (don’t know way, as there’s lots of space around) and the guy is flirting me thinking I’m interested. But I couldn’t care less, I get up and decide to move. I go downhill and cross the street. From there I see than on the side of this little hill, there's a bigger mountain with a forest and old houses in the horizon, outside the city and for a moment I consider going there. But hesitated, and decided to just fly around the city. I am lucid but honestly can’t really tell when it started (think it was gradual, from the moment I moved away from this couple of friends).
For a moment I find myself inside a house with a bunch of other people and I change clothes – now I wear a sexy transparent black shirt. Then I’m outside again and I’m a bit distracted and a car almost hits me. I pause on the sidewalk for a while, just looking to the sky and the buildings around. It’s all so luminous. Then I see lots of jets lifting off and I have this impression there’s a lot of rich business people on this city. The jets lift off, one after another, there’s maybe an airport nearby. But then they start behaving strangely, like they are not flying in a straight line, but a bit randomly and then they transform into giant metal birds, with colourful painted wings.
A Russian guy wakes me up from my mesmerisation and tells me he will drive this car, which is parked right by my side and I’m sitting on the sidewalk, so he’s just warning me to get out the way. He is a bit rude, but he is actually concerned about my safety and I feel he is a nice guy. He is a driver, not the owner of the car.
Then I cross the street on the pedestrian walkway. I didn’t look to see if it was green for pedestrians and a wall of cars comes in my direction from both sides. But I am not afraid. As they approach I think "cars keep coming at me but this is my dream and they can’t hurt me, I’ll be like Moises opening the red sea and crossing safely to the other side". It didn’t quite happen that way. It just happened that the cars would pass in front of me or in my back without ever colliding with me, very elegantly. That was nice, but not awesome, so I stay there and decide the cars will lift in the air and freeze and make a wall of cars. This time I point my hand to them to make it happen, but all it happens is that they started levitating, but not with the desired effect. I think “Oh crap, I really suck at this control thing.”, but it wasn’t that bad - at least it was a very sucessful levitation of cars.
Then for some irrational “reason” when I am in the sidewalk I decide I’m not over with this gimmick yet and I walk a bit further down the road until I find a spot that for "some reason” looks good. There I decide to send a purple light ray – actually more like a laser, hard to explain - to the ground, marking an invisible line where the cars will create this wave or wall of cars, when they reach it. But by this time, the traffic diminished a lot. It’s already dawn and I also realised there’s very few people on the street. A guy coming out from a building – looks like a bank – just saw me sending out “laser beams” and with his eyes wide open he freezes on the sidewalk and moves back inside. I can’t believe he is afraid of me!
I lean on some raised flowerbed outside a building, waiting for some car to pass, but nothing! They totally disappeared. Now I feel pissed. I was sure this time it would work! Then I feel so incredibly lonely, as if I was the only one of my kind in the world - nobody with whom to share my reality and my tricks. Then my cat appears by my side and I hug him, but I don’t feel much better.
[Then I felt totally disappointed that I didn’t remember to do any of the tasks I was supposed to do!]

7:15 GMT – Wake up

1. I'm taking a trip with my college friends into New York City. We ride the subway, then get off and start to negotiate taxi prices to get to our next destination. There are 15 of us, and the lady at the counter just kind of laughs when we ask if we could get a decent rate. At this I snap, and pull out a sniper rifle. I order everyone to the roof, and they obey fearfully.

Everyone lines up along the ledge of the roof, while I take a fortified position near the back. I start sniping, one after another, and feel great sorrow when I catch one of my friends with a bullet. Soon the police arrive, but without proper backup, and I snipe several of them. I then notice a stunning woman in a white dress swinging her legs out of a nearby window. I put my scope on her, but then notice she too has a rifle. She smiles at me and starts shooting at the crowd. Eventually the police get a machine gun emplacement set up and start to pepper my position, and the concrete blocks that shield me start to give way.

I awaken into my dorm room at college, where I get up and breathe on a mirror. I start writing the salient points of the dream in my breath as my friends are playing Mario Party in the background on the N64. It's hard to get the words to stay (failed RC), but I feel satisfied at some point. I then real awaken, angry...

2. I'm playing backgammon and discussing world issues with former president Bill Clinton.

3. I go to a concert in Columbus Ohio where Avenged Sevenfold is doing an experimental set and recording it directly to Youtube.

My mom, Uncle Nick, and I had dinner at a restaurant. As I was expecting, my Uncle Nick ordered a pretty expensive drink. Next thing I know, I'm in a big city in Molokai (which is strange because in real life, Molokai is only made up a few towns and not many people.) There were bridges, skyscrapers, the whole deal. The next scene I remember, I'm back in the house I previously lived in, in New York. My mom and I put our cat Chanel on top of these strange large sheets of paper, each dedicated to a specific Hawaiian Island. She walked around on them, and it seemed to make it feel like she was actually walking on the island itself. I didn't want her walking all over Lanai so I took her off of it. I got out of the house and walked across the street, and I noticed a semi-secretive watch-house, which has cameras pointing directly at my house. I did not feel comfortable entering, so I moved on to the next house, which happened to be Carol's house... I walked in and I saw tons of my friends from here (Hawaii) inside. I was curious as to why so many were in there, turns out, some billionaire was in the house. I saw him, but I didn't go crazy over it. Then all of a sudden, someone asked where Carol's mailbox is, so I mentioned that it was to the right of the driveway. Then all of a sudden, some kid starts nagging on me about how I made these YouTube videos in 3rd grade about geography lessons and they were boring. Later, I log on my computer and I see that there actually are geography videos I made on YouTube, and also another video with some of my friends saying "Hi!" Then I realized that I left my Sidekick cell phone in Carol's house 3 years ago, so I ran back in and I checked under one of the chair cushions.. sure enough, there it was! The internet loaded up right away, and I was worried that my parents would be charged for the bill. Next door to Carol's house was an Ice Cream Shop. I went with one of my friends, and immediately walked out after seeing how unpleasing the ice cream looked. Later on, I was in an arcade (I don't remember how or why I came here) and I decided to play DDR. I start playing, and some song is already preselected, and it's DIFFICULT. I did terrible and failed on the last few arrows pretty much, and some kids were making some side-comments. So, I started the game again, and I played Fantasy by Melissa (on heavy) but I forgot to speed up the arrows. Now it was very difficult, because the arrows just came in cluttered groups, but for some reason.. I hit all of the arrows. My feet were moving rapidly on all of the arrows, and I was doing great. But for some reason, I was hitting most of them early, and it was counting them.

-I've gotten a notebook dream journal and have kept up with my dreams, but I really don't feel like posting all of them, so the latest one....-


Friends, Flying, Highway
I was getting in a little kids toy jeep thing and driving it down the shoulder of oncoming traffic on a highway, at night. All I could see were the headlights of the vehicles. I was going really fast in the kids toy jeep and I started to drive out of control. I got scared and jumped out of it, and my friend V and another girl was there, we had just came from some kind of talent show? I start running down the highway, still towards the oncoming vehicles, and then I ran across the road to the grass that was in the middle of the two roads. There was a white car driving in the grass ahead of me, and I started to run faster. Then I leaped up, and the view was looked like what you would see if you were in an airplane, (I imagine.) I see land, water, and roads.

Then I remember trying to figure out where I was, I had asked someone "What's on top of New York?" (lol)

Piloting a Helicopter:
I was in some city at night, possibly New York since that's what I thought it was. There was a large skyscraper which stood out since there were no other really large buildings nearby. It was silver covered all over with windows. The middle of this building was caved in, so, that the two remaining sides were standing out. The city especially the streets surrounding this building were very foggy which made it difficult to see around. I found myself flying a helicopter above a building which I assumed was the hotel that I was staying in with some of my family members. There were a lot of cars on the roof and my family members were also with me. We planned to evacuate the helicopter, even though there didn't seem to be any problems at all. My sister decided to jump first and ran towards the open door. I told her to get a parachute first but she showed me that she has one and jumped out. She opened her parachute halfway or so and landed in what looks like a tire yard surrounded by a fence, but, she's ok. My mother goes next and after she jumped, she opened the parachute a bit too late and ended up landing in a small patch of water near the tire yard. I only knew this because I saw the splash. My little brother was next. I don't think he had his parachute on and I couldn't help him out. As I recall, both my mother and sister were on the roof top pointing for us to land the helicopter. I tried to land it on the roof of the building and came close where in some cases, it was touching, but, for whatever reason, I couldn't maintain it. Pretty soon, I seemed to be losing control since it started moving towards the edge of the building(tried to keep it over the building). It went over the edge and I can't recall the rest.

Airport Stealing:
I put something like bags away. I think I was at an airport. I decided to go around and steal some stuff. Since there were people waiting to be called for their flights, they were sitting on some chairs with their bags and stuff on the shelves behind them making it the perfect opportunity. I just walked by and started to steal them. In some cases, I decided not to, one case involving 6 or 7 wooden pencils. I can't recall what happens after.

Thoughts: The first dream was definitely interesting. It was pretty dark but the overall ambience was great. I got to pilot a helicopter, too bad I wasn't lucid. However, I think I was starting to fear the outcome of the situation had I crashed it and since I was having a hard time controlling it, that would have happened eventually. If fear is my dreamsign, I would have probably became lucid before it happened which would have been great, so, I guess I came close to lucidity As for the second dream, it was pretty hard to remember much from it even as I tried to remember the details