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    1. Lucid and Semi-Lucids: Weekend of August 17 - 20

      , 08-20-2018 at 05:25 PM (ZAD's DJ)
      This weekend I started using a more intense regimen for day work and night work to increase dream recall and lucidity. It worked (somewhat)!

      Day work: relaxed ADA, i.e. every few hours I do ADA for an hour. During that hour, every 10 minutes I remember in detail what I was doing 10 minutes ago. Also, each time I take my dog for a walk, I do walking meditation and focus on all of my senses.

      Night work: night meditation before bed and in bed, setting intentions for WBTB, and SSILD during WBTB. Started keeping a physical DJ instead of using my phone in the morning. As I'm falling asleep initially, I revisit past NLs and visualize that I do an RC and calmly go through my lucid checklist -- calmly state that I'm dreaming, get a good look of my surroundings, start moving through the dream, once I feel somewhat stable scream "clarity now!" (and expect it), keep setting goals for myself to move forward, and most of all, feel calm and confident with an expectation of success.


      Aug 17 2018 (morning of)

      Begin day work, but no night work yet -- no LDs, but recorded several NLs.


      Aug 18 2018

      Day work, begin new night work.
      Two semi-lucids (SL) and one LD, as well as a greater number of NLs than normal.

      SL: I'm in a bus. I can feel warm sunlight through the window on my left arm. I'm going down a street near my childhood home. At some point, I become semi-lucid and begin to drive instead of being a passenger. I shift to 3rd person view, and I'm able to zoom and rotate the viewpoint to behind and around the bus, lower to the ground, higher, etc. Eventually I arrive at the end of the street and turn down a shortened version of the waking life street--this place reminds me of the wooded area near where I send my dog for day care when we go out of town. There's an outdoor party under a pavillion that in waking life is used to shelter tractors. My fiance, mother, and sister are all there with other random DCs.

      LD: I find myself in an opulent room with deep red walls. The beams and columns are wooden and gold, with gold trim on everything in the room. There is a wooden desk ten feet in front of me with scattered scrolls/books/papers and other golden/brass instruments sitting atop it. The room feels cluttered but I can't remember with what -- bookshelves, tapestries? All around me deep red, wood, and gold are prevalent. I look at my hands and each of my fingertips has a small twisted mouth on it, similar to the strange writhing creature on the tree in Twin Peaks Season 3. I instantly become lucid and say "I'm dreaming". I begin to walk forward towards the table and repeat again, louder: "I'm dreaming!" Then I scream at the top of my lungs "Clarity now!", however I may have doubted myself too much, and the words come out garbled. The visual intensity increases greatly and I physically rise up from the ground. I can see there is some sort of light source on the light beige/tan ceiling, and suddenly I'm dropped back to the ground, as if the dream is rejecting me and literally spitting me out of the dream. I don't pop out of the dream, but it fades extremely quickly. The total length was probably less than 10 seconds.

      Other SL omitted for quadruple X rating and just plain bizarreness.


      Aug 19 2018

      Day work and night work.
      One LD, lots of NLs (more than normal).

      LD: As soon as I enter the dream, before even examining my surroundings, I feel aware. I look at my hands and calmly say "I'm dreaming!" and feel pretty stable. The sky is reddish and very dark. I am standing on some igneous rock or basalt, with patches of dried yellow grass, some of which look as if they're illuminated by sunlight. There is also some gravel. I walk forward a few paces and set goals to walk to this patch of grass, then this one. I start to feel worried about the stability of the dream, so I drop to the ground and scream "Clarity now!" as I rub the palms of my hands and knees against the gravel and rock. As I was falling to my knees, the position of my legs and knees relative to my hands feels off--like they didn't exist before I dropped down. As I walk I realize that the rock that I'm on is sort of a cliff or hill, and that there's a dirt path on the ground level a few feet below the dropoff. I look up and see several houses ahead. The sky is darker near the houses. I'm level with the dirt path as the path rose up and the cliff dropped down to a point where they met. I stand up and pass the first, smaller one on my left. I believe the front door was open. The second house is larger and somewhat menacing. I feel some subconscious fear, and suddenly I dream bursts and I'm awake (or in an FA, which I really need to learn to convert). I think this one lasted somewhere around 30-45 seconds.


      Aug 20 2018

      Return to daily regimen only -- no lucids, only about 3 NLs remembered.

      Updated 08-26-2018 at 09:50 PM by 95458

      dream fragment , side notes , lucid
    2. [2018-04-21] DawnEye11's Shared Dream Experiment #1

      by , 04-21-2018 at 02:03 PM
      Note: If you are part of DawnEye11's group, avoid reading this entry unless you feel like there may be something that meshes with your own experience.

      This was not a lucid dream, but rather semi-lucid.

      Recurring dream locations NEVER BEEN THERE!-royal-guards-period-costumes-gyeongbokgung-palace-seoul-south-d7f0xh.jpg

      I am walking about outdoors and see oriental structures at a distance. I wonder if it's Gyeongbokgung Palace from the Shared Dream Experiment. Approach close to it. I see some people pulling in some sort of cart. I slowly walk inside an archway . I see what appears to be couple of guards with swords approach the cart. They walk along side it. These guards wore colorful clothing. I'm actually not sure if they had swords alone. Some seemed to be spear and maybe bows. I'm not sure. It's a bit fragmented. I believe there animals at a distance. Cats or dogs, I'm not sure. I decide to back out at this point thinking "what if it's not a dream?".
    3. Determination

      by , 08-13-2016 at 11:47 AM
      So, I remember that I had this strange power and that some people were trying to kill me because of it. Apparently, my power was to be able to communicate with animals. Then I remember being thrown into this arena with a HUGE ant. I was scared at first but then I started talking to it and managed to calm it down.

      Then, I remember saying, "This is strange...It's almost as if it's a dream and I'm the one in control." so prior to this I was sorta semi-lucid, but after saying this I remember becoming completely lucid.

      After that, I decided to fly around a bit and then I decided to try to go into the world of my favorite video game, Undertale.
      So I looked into a window and saw my favorite characters hanging out at the beach together, so I tried going through the window but failed, I was afraid I was gonna fail but then I decided I wanted this dream to be different, for once I wanted to succeed into getting what I wanted, so I remembered telling myself to stay determined and continued forcing myself through the window, and I succeeded.

      I then ran towards Sans, who was just chilling on his chair, I then remember that as soon as he noticed me, he said, "Hey kid, what took ya so long?" and he held his hand out to me, I gently grabbed his hand and then as I was trying to hug him, I woke up...

      So... I had a good time, I guess? XD It's better than getting dunked on.
    4. Get out of my dream!

      by , 06-18-2016 at 06:08 AM
      I'm in a mall with open plan shops on both sides and a walkway with escalators in the middle. I'm trying to find my shoes. It seems that the footlockers have been removed from a certain shop. I have a memory in the dream that the shop gave me back my shoes before the lockers were removed. What a relief. Scene transition. I'm in a large hall. It's kind of dark. Seems to be a dining area. There are games machines in the far corner. I decide I'll have a play on one. In the game I'm in some kind of ghost town I guess. For some reason I hear kids outside of the game, as if I'm hearing reality while dreaming. I get the idea I'm dreaming for some reason and the kids are disturbing it. Probably because I was reading Sivason's dream journal about incorporating external noise into the dream. Instead of incorporating it I decide to get mad at the kids and start yelling "get out of my dream!" and "shut up!" I suppose I'm semi lucid now and I decide to remove everything from the dream because I'm pissed at how much crap is going on. I make the dream black and decide I'll WILD. What? Within a dream? You're already dreaming! I'm waiting in darkness. (I guess I'm in NREM?) I start getting HH. It's petty intense and loud and the image of a woman's face forms in my mind. Then I realise that I've woken up because I see light from my bedroom. I think about DEILD but I've already moved and need to pee. Pretty impressed I could recall this much despite having had quite a bit to drink last night.
      Tags: semi-lucid
    5. #1 - Lucid Burglary & Fragments

      by , 06-15-2016 at 02:34 AM

      I'd known about lucid dreaming for a long time, but it took longer for me to experience it, and it was essentially spontaneously. I'd found I could accidentally go through a WILD-like trance when struggling to fall asleep after waking up early. The dreams would start off at a distance, like a television screen, and then become 'real', often as dream chains that I had some conscious influence over. Sometimes they were fragmented (e.g. being frozen in darkness, having very blurry vision, or the only sensation being the feeling of flying very fast), but now and then the clarity and reality of the scenes I experienced would blow me away. Still, I was unable to stabilise them. A few days ago I discovered that spoken commands like 'increase lucidity' could turn a vague fragment into a full-fledged visual scene, which was encouraging.

      Waking Myself Up From A Burglary Dream

      I'd told myself that I would write up any dreams I'd have that night and post them to DV for my first entry, so it's only fitting that I ended up having my first (semi-)lucid nightmare. After waking up in the morning and went back to sleep, I had a dream where I was sitting around a table with a few people, including, I think, a family friend. I was concerned about an exam that was coming up. I was worried that a question about acid-base chemistry was going to come up; something involving a base in ammonia, and I was sure that it was some other substance than the ammonia itself - NaBH4 or NH4OH. But the exam was cancelled because of an outbreak of 'parainfluenza', and this news was accompanied by the image of a woman with sore-looking yellow eyes. Since it was cancelled, I could rest easy and go to sleep.

      This led into another dream where I was at home in the night, looking down the stairs so that I could see an area near the front door. I heard noises near the front door and looked closer. There was a fairly short man standing there. I thought it was my father - though I wasn't expecting to see him - so I called out to him. Rather than respond in kind, he shushed me, and I realised that it was an intruder. More of these intruders came through, so I retreated into a nearby empty room. At this point I began to suspect something was off. I thought I might be dreaming, but if so I wanted to wake up, so I could be sure and not have to worry about the intruders anymore. This wish suddenly ended the dream. It was replaced by text filling my field of view, being read off by a calm male voiceover. It said something along the lines of, "Welcome to your lucid dream. Wake up now or wake up dead in two weeks." At the time I think I had enough critical faculties to not be sure if this was right, but I realised I was in sleep paralysis and I really wanted to get out of it. I found that, surprisingly, I could slightly move my body with great effort. With what felt like a lot of willpower, I forced myself to move and woke up.

      There wasn't any lingering feeling of terror, which is my usual criterion for a nightmare, but I think this fit the bill, if only because it made me realise that a semi-lucid dream could still be unpleasant.

      Video Game Fragments

      I was watching a boy playing a FPS game, switching between my view of him and a view inside the video game itself. He was clearing a large building with many corridors similar to a hospital - of what enemy I don't know - and then went up a curved staircase, which had many offices running alongside it, arranged in a staircase fashion themselves. The general aesthetic was wood and blue light. By entering this area he went into a sort of mini-game where he blitzed through the offices at high speed, which also involved strips of light flashing on his mousemat very fast. I thought it involved predicting the lights, but when I asked he told me that it was actually a very fast memory game, which observation seemed to confirm.

      I thought about the idea of being sleep-deprived from addiction to virtual reality. I imagined a person distracting themselves from their tiredness by immersing themselves more into it. I have a dream in which I see scenes from an online FPS game called Xibalba, which I think actually represent a place within one level. Bizarrely, I also pondered the merits of a religion that worships the electron transition in one type of molecule (containing nitrogen!) versus a rival religion that worships another.
    6. #6 Flying Tablet

      by , 03-10-2016 at 11:42 PM
      I was in the family room of my (real-life) house with a stout, strong man with an orange beard (like Gimley from LOTR, but a little taller than me) and another 18 yr. or-so blond anime boy (who I felt was named Louis, but I didn't ask).
      I knew they were my friends/companions. I somehow got my in-dream eyes open (using a method I read the day before). I was on the floor (due to method) my brothers in front of me playing cars. It looked to be about 14 hours. I got up, took a frisbee and pretended it was a circular tablet and clicked on it as if it was. I clicked on the spot where I wanted "fly app" to be. To use fly app, you turn it over (screen touching your head) and think "go" to fly straight up. I pushed (or broke) out of the glass of the sliding door, got outside. My backyard was a meadow/prairie type, 4 times its real size. It was bright outside, blue sky with clouds and glimpses of planets through the clouds. I do a senses test (which makes me very happy). I try to teleport to a hill (cut out of a mountain) in sight that had snow-covered prarie grass on it. We succesfully teleport! Apparently someone is chasing us (dog-aliens who walk on two legs. Have rayguns)(Dream turns to semi-lucid) We take flight into space by using my tablet on my head, Gimli-guy hugging my waist, "Louis" holding onto my knees. (Flying is quite hard, considering the speed and the fact that I can't see where I'm going plus some complications from my buddies' arguing) We can breathe in space. We look for a safe/suitable planet (apparently there were big aliens on all the big planets). We pick out a small planet of the cluster of 15? Planets around us, Fly towards it, turns out to be Earth. We fly back, land on the moon. Which is like a half-sphere with a map on the top (where we landed) apparently most of it was claimed by a vicious alien colony, so we flew away. Picked a purple planet next. To land, had to close eyes and imagine being on it. (Since the outside I landed on was like a hard, giant [but not as big as the real planet] sphere that could not be entered without teleportation)

      Eyes open in a room like my family room, remodeled with a stage, screens, and as a larger room. My sister was with me, there were 7? teens a few years older than me asking us to join their practice for God's Rods (a club at our church). We agreed. My sister did horribly (I had the feeling two of the boys liked her). I nailed it. My friends (Gimli-guy and Louis) were in the adjoining kitchen (preparing snacks?)

      A while later, I look out the glass sliding door window and see the dog-aliens, but just normal dogs on four feet.

      I forgot the rest, but know there wasn't much more.

      Updated 01-16-2018 at 02:21 AM by 90195

      Tags: lucid, semi-lucid
      lucid , non-lucid
    7. Stalker

      by , 12-18-2015 at 06:19 PM
      I’m in New Zealand mountain biking by myself. I’m catching tons of air and biking on very narrow and uneven passages but I’m not scared at all. Something happens that keeps me for a long time and when I go to return the bikes it’s night time and the gates are closed. I don't know what I’m going to do. Then I realized that the blue gate is motion sensored, so i get in. The workers take my bike and I get ushered to the front of the line.

      I’m playing a game with a group of people. We are listening to a recording and watching a screen of random images and we have to come up with a good catchphrase in under 1.5 minutes. My recorder isn’t working at first. I see an aerial view of the flight paths to and from New Zealand and think of saying something about a plane but I don’t know enough about them. There is an underwater mountain range to the north east of NZ and an island called New Delhi.. Then I see an image of a woman in the ocean and one her breasts is sticking out of the water. I decide on “Tits: Because everything in the ocean is naked anyway” and I think it is so hilarious. All of a sudden I’m in the ocean swimming with B&A. There’s a koi fish following me and I try to bop it away because it grosses me out. A looks scared and tells me to swim fast. I assume it’s a shark and know that I’m not fast enough to out-swim a shark. I swim toward the boat and am amazed how fast I am. Turns out it was a massive group of koi fish chasing us. I wake up within another dream and tell my husband about my hilarious catchphrase.

      I see a series of small children doing a funny hobbit dance in hobbit style clothes. It is so cute. I find out that they belong to attractive, young, trendy lesbians. All of them adopted except for one girl who claims to be the only one with both of her mothers’ genes. I’m not sure how that’s possible. Perhaps a three way mixture of both eggs and the donor sperm. I’m in the dining room and one of the lesbians who looks a bit asian american is painting henna free-hand on the wall. She tells me I need to unleash the intense creative power within me.
      I’m renting out a duplex with my older sister. There’s a couple that live next door, but our places are also connected from the inside. Sometimes we use their bathroom. Once the man knocked on our door, asking to hang out. My sister is uncomfortable but I feel like we owe him so I allow him in. I go to sleep at some point and wake up in the middle of the night with him next to me. He’s pinning me down. He tries to tickle me a little bit. I scream at him but can't make any sound. I weakly realize it's because I'm dreaming. I try to get away. I finally break free and he follows me. I get my sister and tell that we need to leave now. She’s paralyzed with fear so I carry her out to the side of the road that looks like my parent’s street. There are a lot of white cars and I don’t know which one is ours. I unlock one and he gets in the driver seat and drives away, thinking I’m in there with him. I unlock my mom’s van and we frantically get inside and peel out. We’re taking an alternate route to my mom’s work. When I get to her work I write what happened with a quill and ink on a belt and in a black and white fashion magazine. Then I go to work, which happens to be a high end fashion show. He’s there and part of the show. Everyone loves him and thinks he’s so sweet and innocent. It makes me sick. My husband is there. After the show he goes to work an Asian breakfast restaurant and ignores us when my husband gently confronts him. I go home. I turn on the light in my bedroom and he’s laying in my bed with sunglasses. This is the second time he’s done that. “I told you you have to stop doing that!” I yell at him. At this point I decide that my best strategy is manipulating him, since resisting hasn’t worked. I get in bed and ask him why he’s doing this. We have an argument about dolphin swimming and water depth. He tries to impress me by showing me the millions of “stickies” he has under the covers for his cell phone. We go together to a different room that looks like my mom’s room. We’re playing baseball with a bunch of older kids in there. He’s the coach. Everything is disorganized. I bide my time and then after a while, say I have to go to the bathroom. I grab my phone that I left the previous night and I go into my bedroom. I contemplate that it’s a lot like Becky’s old bedroom. I try and think of a solution to my predicament. I think of asking people on dream views how to get rid of a stalker. But I realize it would be a dream stalker, following me and assaulting me in all of my dreams.

      Updated 12-18-2015 at 07:46 PM by 70665 (Remembered more)

      Tags: semi-lucid
      non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening
    8. Monk Abduction

      by , 11-30-2015 at 10:21 PM
      At my grandma's. There’s a party. I just woke up upstairs and walk downstairs to the bathroom. I’m in boxers and a shirt that says something about beer and hamburgers. I have sunglasses on my head and my hair looks nice for just waking up. D has some responsibilities he’s tending to and JM calls me a dyke with a dick. I’m pissed and a feud ensues. I tell D all about it at the restaurant he owns. I see memes about the Krusty Krab menu looking like Monopoly games: “the look you give when you lose a game of monopoly and have to clean it up”. We’re interrupted when the party comes into his restaurant. I leave and go into a bedroom to go to sleep. My sister is there and we have to share a bed. JM comes in and I tell her I can’t be around that many people without being drunk. She gets in bed next to my sister and they start masturbating each other. I tell them, “I know what you’re doing. Stop. Don’t do that when I’m here.” My sister plays dumb but JM doesn’t. I ask her about all the party people she brought with her. She says they are magical beings and the only way to get rid of them is to trap them in a nitrous oxide tank. I call D since he just got certified in scuba diving. He says he’s not allowed to do that because it would take too much pto. I go to the restaurant and see a giant gorilla with a blue, prosthetic arm that is shaped just like a stick that tapers at the end. We are poking him with ski sticks but it’s just pissing him off. That’s it. We’re going to die. I don’t know what to do. I remember we have Fragarach (a magical sword) so I grab it and chop off the gorilla’s arms and head. I can’t remember if I grabbed it from a table or D’s back. The inside of the restaurant looks like my aunt's old house.
      Later I am walking down the street people-watching. I see an attractive blonde couple sitting at a table outside with ice cream. I sit down at a table across the street. It’s dawn. Eventually I look to my right and there’s a girl I kinda recognize. She’s been trying to get my attention. “Didn’t you hear me?!” She exclaimed. “No. Im half deaf right now.” I reply. She asks what D’s business hours are because they’re inconsistent and not adhered to. She says they went to Thailand on what ended up being an extended vacation where they tried to start a restaurant. Now they want to talk to D about the restaurant business. I tell them that by now it’s 6 a.m. so people should be already coming for breakfast and he should be there. He’s been there all night. I go to his restaurant and they had put a sticky sign up next to his hours sign that said they will return to look for him in 5 hours. I go inside and there was a pile up of vehicles. D’s truck was in the middle. AW had a white car off to the left that didn’t get hit. I talked to AW and she told me about what happened. She grabbed a sticky pad like the one that was put by the hours sign and said it’s the shape that represents her sun sign or something. She put it on her back like a tramp stamp. I talked about how the media is going to be so confused about this accident. How unusual, a pile up..inside a building!!

      I’m swimming in murky, mossy water next to a bunch of Japanese people on vacation. They think it feels good, I’m just trying not to touch the bottom because I'm grossed out. People get out of a watering hole just in time before it overflows. They think it's fun.

      D and I are walking through a building. He talks about being a Monk. It’s something he’s interested in. I see jiujitsu type robes but it turns out they’re pants that come up to the waist with a square cutout at the very center. It's specifically for the monks. The monks overhear him talking about his interest and invite him to talk with them. He does and I leave the room and wait for him in the entrance of the bulding. Girls are coming in to take showers. They start whispering that I lost my husband. I look around and am not seeing him. “Oh no, I lost him again.” I asked the Monks where he went and they started acting very shady. They were Indian. They wanted money before they told me. I gave them the coin they asked for and then they were telling me multiple things, unsure of which lie to stick with. I became really upset. I told them this shouldn’t be that hard. All of them were silent except the one to my left. I looked their monastery up online. There were pics of D on their website as though he worked there. They had quotes from him and stories about Western repressed sexuality. But then someone had posted an undercover video of the Monks called, “The only thing they want to give you is LIES”. Now I was furious and felt sick. I went back to them. The talkative guy had gone into a glass box like a protected receptionist's desk. I told him, “I have a lot of money,” and showed him a handful of coins from my pocket. “I will give it all to you but you have to tell me where he is and you have to be right about it. If I find him I will come back and pay you.” He refused. He said nothing. I felt a huge sense of loss and despair. I wondered if this was a dream. This was so awful it had to be a dream. But it was so real. I thought really hard about what is real and woke up with a startle and reached in the bed to make sure my husband was actually there. Then I fell back asleep and re-entered the dream. I walked outside into the courtyard. Naturally, I figured he shape shifted into a snake. I called for him and got down on all fours so I’d be easier to see. I even hissed. Then I saw his phone and my old phone in someone’s yard. It had a lot of missed calls on it from me. I walked up to the house and there were people inside talking. A couple. They were talking about how he’s in a relationship, a religious one (marriage). I want to break in to look for D but I know that if I do, I’ll have to kill those people.

      Updated 11-30-2015 at 10:29 PM by 70665

      Tags: semi-lucid
      nightmare , memorable
    9. November 10th 2015

      by , 11-11-2015 at 07:20 AM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      So today I had to wake up way earlier than usual to watch my friend's dog. I went back to sleep at around noon and set my alarm for 1:30PM. The first half of the sleep was very frustrating because I didn't think I had really slept at all but was thinking about a lot of things. Then, I was in sleep paralysis for a couple of seconds before waking up. Out of nowhere, I become determined to lucid dream. So, I lay on my back and start thinking 'Okay keep your mind awake.' My eyelids showed a light blue scene. My imagination brings me to this open field with green grass and an expansive light blue sky in the background. In the distance are rows of houses. I try to imagine my house and spin right to see it before me, but I don't see it and I fall a bit. I float down to the ground as two tall men dressed in flannels approach me. For some reason my mind thinks they might have a gun and sure enough they both do. One of them shoots me in the right hip and I fall back onto the ground. They come up and start talking to me before my mind is focused on something else, the moon. I've always wanted to go hangout on the moon in a lucid. My mind pushes the thought away before I decide I really want to do it. So, I tell myself I'm floating upwards to the sky where I can see the moon in the distance and sure enough I float away from the field. Now, I'm surrounded by black space as small star-like figures pass by me quickly, 100s around me. As I get closer to the moon, it turns out to be way different. The moon is a sphere but not solid. It has silver streaks coming from inside the core of the moon and around it. It was actually quite empty besides the 5 or 6 streams of silver making up a sphere shape. I float over it before falling into another scene.

      I start at the ceiling of a large middle school-like gym as I think to look at my hands. They are very real to me. I sort of spin down onto the floor so I see the entirety of the room. There are about 15 people in this pretty big gym. It's a school dance happening before me. Young kids are dressed up with their respective dates. It's weird because I've actually come to this gym before in another dream but didn't remember it until I was there again in this semi-lucid. So, that thought hits my mind as I look around the room. Red ribbons decorate the outer edges of the room, even going over the basketball hoop that is still down. For some reason, my mind thinks it knows the plot to this story. Suddenly, I'm next to these two middle school girls. One says to the other, "the only reason I'm going with my date is because he's cool." My mind knew she was going to say something mean before she said it. Then, I'm part of their conversation. The girls are different now. I get a good look at them to see one of them is holding close to her date on the right, while the other is very close looking at me. Turns out, I know this girl in real life. I have 4 classes with her and kinda have been crushing on her for the entire semester. I grab hold of her and we start to kiss.

      My mind turns to sexual things. Her and I are suddenly swept away into my bed. We continue to kiss as she's in my bed on top of me. We start to go into other things for about 20 seconds before we sit up and talk. I don't really remember what was said, or if anything was said, but then I go down on her. She starts to moan very loudly.

      I have a false awakening where my friend walks in and I realize the girl isn't there with me. Disappointment strikes me as I lay back down. Then, I hear the girl from the left of me go "phew, he didn't see me."

      Another false awakening happens where I hear zipping. Like someone zipping up a jacket but it was very loud right next to me and continuous. I sit up to see this older deformed man looking at me with a jacket on. He tells me "I live in your closet."

      Third false awakening, all I remember is there are bunk beds in my room and my friend and I are yelling about each other stealing things. I end up with a notebook in my hand walking in some park towards swings, before thinking that I'm too young to be there so I turn around and walk down these steps that have handrails and people laying on them.
    10. Semi-Lucid 10.14.15

      by , 10-15-2015 at 09:41 PM
      It's been a few weeks since I've had a lucid dream (even longer since I've written about one).

      I remember being transported to the "future" which seemed to follow the ideas of the TV series Fringe, in the way that in this future there are advance humans that have the ability to read your mind, and try to control ordinary citizens with this ability. I remember being in the future with my boyfriend, and a friend of ours. We had gone to an old run down movie theater which apparently we had made long ago to be our "headquarters" for the resistance against these advance mind-reading humans. When I had walked inside, I had found everything to be falling apart and covered in dust. I had also found our faithful dog companion, and it looked like he had been living there for years, waiting for us to return.

      I had felt so bad for the dog, as it had looked like he had not been eating well for quite some time. I had decided to get a hold of some dog food to help nurture our friend back to health. All three of us had gotten into a car, where my friend had suggested that I drive. It was at this point that I became somewhat lucid because I had said to her "Are you sure? I'm not really great with driving cars, especially in dreams..." I had shown her the difficulty with driving while in a dream when I tried to stop the car outside a gas station, and had trouble getting the car to come to a complete stop. The car only stopped completely when I had focused my attention and "stopped" it with my mind. I walked into the gas station where I began picking out bags of dog food. It was then that a few of those mind reading humans came into the station, with their guards right behind them. I knew that they would be looking for us, or at least sense us to be suspicious, so while I was attempting to pay for the dog food, to combat the obvious mind reading, I began reciting musical scales in my head. I had to focus all of my will to think only about music, and not anything else to give me away.

      The gas station attendant had trouble running my credit card to pay for the dog food, and was obviously nervous about those who had just come in. He was so nervous he just let me have the dog food so that I could get out of there. I quickly left the store and found my friend, she was worried I had been caught. I told her I was fine and that we needed to all get on the next city bus to get away.

      I woke up.
    11. Strange Dream 5.20.12

      by , 10-15-2015 at 09:15 PM
      So, last night I had this dream where my brother and I, for some reason, were sent to this island for “punishment” for a crime, or something. This island was no ordinary prison. In fact, they don’t advertise it as a prison so that it wouldn't get shut down. This island would brain wash you into believing that this island was all there is, and that you needed to stay on this island for the rest of your life. You would be provided for, the basics, food, water, and shelter, but you had to work for them. You literally had to pledge your life to maintaining the island and for a reward you would get better facilities. But this was another form of brainwashing, keeping you obedient. You could NEVER leave, you would be shot upon attempt of escape, or worse, you would be captured and then put into the arena to fight for your life. You may face other inmates or traps to survive. You had no rights, and the authorities could do literally whatever they wanted to you. I was put into the arena a few times because I wanted to get me and my brother off the island. My brother was totally brainwashed and was content with staying there. At one point I remember being in the arena and realizing it was a dream. I think I said “bring it on, bitches”, and then had to battle a couple of bangle tigers, which wasn't hard being lucid. Oh, and Bree, you were there, but you gave me a box of used scarves to help me escape, though I have no fucking clue how that would help me…
    12. early night lucid again

      by , 10-15-2015 at 10:18 AM
      Got to bed at 22:30

      Woke up at 1:30 with a lucid. i was semi-lucid to lucid with low awareness. (no memory on goals for example)
      some gaps in recall and as i woke up i needed some seconds to realize that i had a lucid. normally i wake up and am clear minded and happy about the lucid.

      i sit at a chair somewhere outside. there are two or three other friends. we wait for something. a door opens and and some friends are coming. it seems that we waited for them and want to drive somewhere? i try not to stand up but to levitate with the chair. i start smiling and tell a friend that i just cant concentrate on two things like talking to him and levitate at the same time. i try to focus, look down and tense my body but it doesnt work. now there is a table and we sitting around it. R is sitting towards me. he has a block with paper. i burn page after page down and at the beginning he wonders but then he sees that its me and says "hey!". I smile and want to try to throw a fireball. instead i throwing again a ball. this time it is a dragonball or something similar. i see it and get alarmed. the guy on my right side noticed it to and we both jump over the table to get the ball. he screams "my preciousss...." we get it at the same time and start tear and to pull. we lay on the ground and i finally accomplish to get it. right next to us is something on the ground. a little portal or something shimmery? A older guy with authority stands over us and says we should stop with this bullshit. i put the ball into my pocket.
      i am in a kitchen. my brother stands at the stove and cooks something. i think i try to levitate/fly again but it doesnt work. i look at my hand and want to make it burn. this time i concentrate just at the thumb and imagine how it would look like and it starts burning blueish. the fire expands on the whole hand. i need to focus a bit that it stays and not stops. i show it a guy next to me and ask him if he can see it. he nods. i throw the fire over the table and it jumps and falls to the ground. ups i say and go around the table to see it on the ground. i now put both my hands together and want to do a bigger fire. i concentrate again and throw it on the stove in the gas flame. the fire gets bigger for a second and makes a splutter sound.
      small recallgap i think
      going to get something. i am in a hallway. i see my dreamjournal on the ground and i want to pick it up. i sit down on the ground and think again about the levitation thing. i get the idea that if i concentrate on the book in my hand and make it levitate like there is no gravity the rest of my body will follow. the book starts having no weight in my hands and rise up and my whole body starts levitating too. i am that high that i can stretch myself and am standing. nice i think and am happy that it worked. i get a little higher aware and do a long noseplug and a deeeep breath. it is a little clogged but not much. i want to go back to the living room. i see my DJ on the ground and want to take it with me i dont want to bend down so i try it with telekinesis. i let the DJ rise but it opens and there are some markers a pen and some notes. i see challenge and try to make it all levitate but there are to many items and so i cant lift a part of it (damn real life restriction... i will work on that ) i bend down to pick everything up. i move some steps but then the DJ falls down. i get annoyed shortly and pick the stuff up. i hear my roommate saying: "Food is ready". i say i will come and hear S and K saying "i just want to try." i go to the living room and sit on the couch. i have a bowl with food. i think its like french fries with calamaris and some dip maybe? i tell L that i finally managed to levitate again. i sit on the bowl and have the same approach like before and let the bowl levitate and so do i. at the beginning i lean with my back on the couch and so i cant levitate to high or i would fall down behind. i notice that and shift my mass center and now i can levitate just beneath the ceiling. L tells S to look and he is shortly impressed but then keeps talking. he talks about minicar drivers (cheap cabs we have here), that he called one to let him pick them up and that he knows a special number normally they just give to each other and not to customers and that he has some of them already and he might open a business with it and make himself independent.
      i see myself on a street and see a minicar... wake up

      i think its very good that i start to have lucids without WBTB´s. so my new daytime practice seems to work somehow but on the other hand i am not that aware in those early lucids like i am after a WBTB but nevertheless a very good progress. i got a little bit frustrated about the fact hat i can accomplish lucids with WBTB´s when everything works fine with early bed time and focus and and and but it costs some energy and i wanted to get "spontaneous" lucids and now that i changed my RC/awarenessthing it seems to work pretty neat. one step closer to regular lucid dreaming
    13. Dark Room with Girl; College-High School, Drunk, Stoned Orgy, and a Fight

      by , 09-16-2015 at 05:47 PM
      Dream 1

      I was with a girl in a really dark place. I was trying to type in the password to her computer, and I figured it out. Also there was a mansion somewhere, with a huge atrium. That's all I remember.

      Dream 2

      I was in college high school, where it was sort of like high school in that everything was in one building, but it was also like college in that everyone could choose to go to class at different times or not at all. I remember one of the people I went to high school with (he was also possibly a nazi, but he didn't really do much as one). After one of our classes together, he invited me to go smoke weed with him and his buddies. I said yeah. He gave me his number and said he would give me more details about it later. I then started walking to a town farther than my weed-buddy's condo (i think it was one). It was downtown of a town, and there were lots of stores and crap there. There was also a big tower that looked like the one in Seattle. Eventually, my weed-buddy texted me back to be there at five. I realized I had a class at that time and said I'd be there anyway.

      I remember it almost being five and walking back to his condo. I went in and found him in the lobby or something. There were a few girls with him (one of them from my college hall irl, I'll call her V). We all went up to our friend's place after talking a bit and started smoking weed and drinking a bit of alcohol (possibly). Later on, we all started talking about having sex (in an orgy). Soon, we did have an orgy, but I never took my pants off. I then started 69ing V, with my pants still not off.... Later, after the sex, we went to a party in a lounge, and I told someone I never had a girl touch me. Then a girl with glasses and a blonde ponytail said she would give me a handjob, and she did. It felt good.

      Later at this party, there were a shit ton of people. Everyone got drunk and we all started playing that game where the floor is hot lava, and we were jumping on couches and what-not. After the party was over the next morning, I needed to find my school stuff, and I asked a guy where it was. He responded with hostile remarks and said that "I wasn't good at 'floor-lava.'" I then became semi-lucid for a few seconds and said "die." I threw a couch at him, and he flew away from being hit by a couch. I was sucked back into the dream, forgetting it was a dream, and was transported to the principle's office. I was telling him about the incident. The end.
    14. Demonic Cult

      by , 09-05-2015 at 03:36 AM
      I was a boy and I had a brother. His name was Wes. Somehow we had joined a cult like group. It was evil. The pentagram was everywhere, being carved into people’s skin. It was dark and there were evil ogres everywhere. There were some male humans, they looked depressed and malnourished. There were rows of human heads, there was a hand with the fingers cut off nailed to the wall. Wes and I sat down trying to go unnoticed. We wanted out. I knew our father wouldn’t want us there. All this was Wes’s idea and he was realizing just how bad it was. I somehow got us out. Our father was an ogre, but of a nicer kind. At this point I was just an observer. The father was driving a van and Wes was sitting in the back. The other brother was out chopping weeds. He called for Wes but Wes didn’t want to go. The father said, “Maybe you’re more like me than you realize.” The father realized that he did belong in the cult, just not with his other brother. The father is a diplomat for the cult. He goes there and talks in front of the others on a podium in the day time. He’s trying to advocate for the women’s rights. They have an equal right to kill and torture. Some of them start complaining that his sons haven’t been contributing.

      I’m on a boat in the day time. I’m going out with a group and several other boats for commercial fishing. The water is clear and a captain is explaining stuff to us. He explains that when the rudders break he has to call an expert who knows what he’s talking about. The boats start going and one almost collides with a couple of people on a raft, which the captain is annoyed about. On our boat the captain sees a note from one of the crew members that they had an appointment and won’t be on the boat until later in the day. That simply means they got left behind for good. We go to clean out their room and there are a lot of protein shakes of a specific brand. It’s chocolate milk flavored. It’s supposed to last for 15 years and we all discuss how gross that is. There’s a room filled with animals. There’s a little poodle and several cats and kittens. We have fun playing with the animals and petting them. We set up a little area for the cats to keep them from escaping and give them access to food and water. At some point I jump off the boat and I keep going down, down, down. I never stop going down until I start forcing myself up. I’m worried about my ears. My ear drum is perforated in real life and I’m not supposed to get water in my ears. I realize I can breathe, albeit I still feel oxygen depleted and I realize that I’m sleeping so it doesn’t matter. But I start to worry that I can still get water in them while I sleep.

      D driving me somewhere and my mom posting Instagram pictures of her 3 yorkies lined up.

      Sarah’s son plays games like chitty chitty bang bang and has a british accent. Hailey occupies my old room at my mom’s house and I tell her to get dressed by throwing two shirts at her. “Oops, that one was supposed to be underwear.” She’s laying in the bed and I need her for something. I’m shopping for astrological books online and they’re all hundreds of dollars. I decide to go with the cheapest version, which is paperback. The amazon fire version was cheapest at $70 but I don’t have a fire. Then I realize the “cheap” paperback is way overpriced anyways so I don’t buy any at all. I want to see a show about a certain historical site turned into a museum but that’s also expensive. I go for the cheapest show which is in a small, curtained dressing room. The guy is doing some illusory tricks but he’s not very good at them. I steal his wallet, tip him $5 from it, and leave. I start feeling bad and turn around to return it. I feel like Nicki Minaj or something. I realize that D and I have more money than him anyway so there’s no point in stealing. I’m very resistant to returning it, though.
      Tags: semi-lucid
    15. Night 11: drunken driving and short semilucid

      by , 08-28-2015 at 02:36 PM
      i apparently was partying i am asleep and C is waking me up (i lay on the ground?) she tells me we need to go or she needs to be somewhere. i am there with a car so i need to drive. i stand up and go to the car its a small one. my trunk is open and my backpack stands inside. i take it and put it on the frontseat. C get inside. i feel drunk but try not to show it. C tells me ah here you can buy something to eat or we first drive there and there and you buy yourself something there. i start the car and have problems with accelerator and break. we drive a short distance and turn right. i stop next to a car and try to fit in a parking hole or just to stand parallel to the car? i dont manage it that good because i am to far away from the other car. Nevermind i think and and keep on driving a litte choppy. its a small traffic calmed street. i drive slowly so i have the feeling that not that much can happen even if i feel that weird. another car comes towards us. a young girl is sitting in it and she drives in the middle of the whole street. i feel uncomfy and try to drive as far right as possible and in the last moment she steer a little to her right. C is complaining about her. i turn left and try to relax and try not to make a accident.


      i am in a foreign apartment. L and other people are there. i go the stairs down and leave the house. [i think here my Alarm clock ringed. it seemed that i turn it on snooze and fall asleep again and in the same dream back (DEID without the L^^)] i go back to the building and in front at a corner there are two guys that are smoking. i know that they where with us and they know each other but somehow its seems that they ignore eachother. i keep on going and am at the entrance there are a lot of bells and i think about what the name of the guy is i want to go, i am not sure what i am doing here but the buzzer turns on and the door opens. i think ah there were so many people outside so its nothing special he saw me and opend the door. i go up the stairs but again dont know or dont find the apartment i´m heading. a guy opens the door. it seems that he is the one who opened the door downstairs. i tell him i dont want to him and he closes the door. i think again and move back some steps and suddenly i see that behind his door there is a floor and it clicks in my head "Ah i am on the opposite site of the appartment and just need to follow the floor because everything is now mirrored" while i go thru the floor in my head/narrator says that he did deep mindfullness breathing and thats the reason why. i start breathing deeper. my awarness is rising. i enter an apartment/room a naked guy is sitting there and looking at me. i dont look down and pass him. on the left site there are two other guys just sitting there nobody is talking. i look back at the naked man cross the room and go through a door. here i see L again and i am happy to find him. [i am semilucid now] i tell him Nightfeather is coming up and point at the stairs behind him. he smiles knowingly[yesterday i told him IWL that i can now summon just like that people and they appear near me] we both go to the stairs and look down and just like that a girl with red a little brighter than yesterdayruns up the stairs. L and i look at each other and need to laugh hard like NO WAY its works really. i am happy that i could show him what i ment but then think about it and know that he wont know it in the morning because its my dream and not his... i meet her we hug shortly and i ask her how she is. she says good and i tell her that first we need to finish here something and then we can go. but then i ask her if she want to go outside with me and we go down and are in a street. she needs to go somewhere and i am waiting. i approach a shop at a corner where two women are talking to each other. the shop has no windows so i just enter. i look what she is selling and there are leather cloth. i look closer and see that it is motorcylce cloth like the stuff bikegangs are wearing. i look again at the two women and one is sitting now on a little harley. i walk backwards out of the shop and suddenly sit on a bike to. i drive a little up the street but remember than that i want to take NF with me so i turn and drive back to the crossroad. i search for her but cant find her. i call her name and after some time someone is approaching me and i wake up because the Alarmclock is ringing again.
      lucid , non-lucid
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