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I was in my house, it was late afternoon. My mother and younger sister were in home. I was mad at my younger sister and was shouting. Mother tried to calm me down, but I was still mad and continued shouting. Then my younger sister entered the room and I said as calmly as I could "For three hours you were bothering me about slippers that never was in our house!"

Fragment

I recall a short fragment in which sister made me a full face makeup. She added loads of brown.

This is my first DJ entry so I just want to make a couple of introductory notes regarding it. First, this will be a lucidity only journal (unless an extremeely memorable NLD comes up). Second, this is a no holds barred journal meaning that everything from sex to violence and wicked behavior will be (properly) shared here should they cross my playground, god forbid they do.
Third, you are all welcome here if you want to kill a little time!

Okay so to my first lucid dream since my last comeback to dream training and taking some time to exclusively build up decent recall.

09/06/2013 - DILD

I was at the beach with a group of guys that I know, we were sit down close to the sea just relaxing and chatting, each of us was messing around with some sort of smartphone, waves coming to our legs and then going back as they naturally do. I spotted a small increase in the size of a wave forming and exaggerated it a little bit in my mind thinking it was gonna catch us, it just did and now people's phones were wet and their owners pissed.
The dream skips (or my memory does) and I'm just walking around the beach alone. It now seemed more obviously like the beach of an island with exotic vegetation around and all the pretty sights. I was sort of jumping and leaping in the air and I looked at the view and it was really intense and pretty, I spontaneously became lucid. I got excited, this was my first LD recalled in quite a while but still pretty calm and collected, "good to be back". Like I always do by default (I'm now changing that) I started simply trying to take short flights and big jumps, I took off once and I decided to take a good leap (regardless of my waking life mild fear of heights) and I did but suddenly I was flying close to ground level again, what? I immediately attributed this to my anxiety which has frequently cut my flights short both in height and duration but this time I said "f*** it, I'm gonna go and I'm gonna go high", I did for good this time. I was at the level of the top of a small stone tower (still high by my standards but nowhere near "big city heights") and just as I got there I decided to go on top of it so I put out my hands spiderman style and intended to shout some webs and pull myself there, even though I didn't see any web I got there that way.
While on top of the tower I was feeling a bit like "lion king" in my fairly effortless comeback to my dream world so I decided to shout into the air a big, resounding and powerful "fus ro dah" which would shake the whole dream, it didn't, what it did shook was myself making me slightly afraid of falling down. How ridiculous LOL
So what I did was I crouched like spiderman with the intention of getting my hands stuck to the floor with "my web substance" to ground myself and safely shake the scenario! As I opened my mouth and inhaled for the biggest thunderous shout ever I..... woke up.

More to come xD

Definitely improvement there, even though three were rather short, i got lucid in each dream, 1 WILD, 3 DILDs.
It also was pretty confusing with the number of FAs and i couldn't recall non-lucid parts in much detail.

Nap #1:

I wake up in bed, knowing that i am dreaming, furniture placed differently and my bed is much closer to my PC apparently, before i can move i wake up properly.

Nap #2:
Dream 1:
There was some stuff going on in my room(can't exactly recall what), interrupting my WILD attempt, but i eventually go back to doing it.
I wake up in bed, the room looks different and i know i am dreaming, i take off headphones and binaural beats still playing, confirming that, but then i wake up, but go back to nap after memorizing recall.
Dream 2:
Again, family distracts me from my WILD attempt and i was fixing some machinery, which we had a whole wall of(not IWL), then there was some video game and i went back to WILD attempt.
I wake up in bed, the room looks different once again and i know i am dreaming, i take off headphones, binaurals beats still playing, i get up and look around, the room is not just different, but positions of some furniture and exits are mirrored, i go to the balcony while rubbing hands but dream fades out and i wake up, memorizing recall once again and the going back to sleep.
Dream 3:
I am still there, attempting the WILD, the room is different but i don't notice it in dream, at one point family coming through the room and talking about something, then i just fallen asleep.
I go through a number of weird sensations and then i wake up in bed and i know i am dreaming, but for some reason dad is on me and tries to stop me from getting up, i take off headphones, and i am still hearing binaural beats, confirming the dream. I shout 'Get off!' at dad a few times, each time in more commanding tone, and eventually, on fifth shout, he gets off me saying something along the line 'Yes, yes, goodnight' and i thank him for letting me go.
I go for the door, and open it, but then realize that this room is not mirrored and that i opened the wrong door. I go for the balcony door while rubbing hands, not working well, i shout 'Stabilize!' and dream gets more stable and i can see very clear. I ram the balcony door, but i unexpectedly end up just phasing right through it and gravity gets low. I start flying and i feel wings. Everything looks weird, like, dreamscape just don't gets 'rendered' after certain distance, but my sight is very very clear. For a second i kinda forgot what to do, but then shortly recall that i need to practice transformation into a dragon. I shout to get more confident, and my voice echoes around the dreamscape. I fly near one of the clouds, which were pretty low down, and i can see my reflection, my wings big and black dragon-like and i am happy that i finally got them right, i attempt transformation but dream starts fading and i wake up.

around 9:00am
26.07.12

Followed
Non-Lucid



Apparently I was in a building which was where my job was situated, except it wasn't because I didn't work in this building. My apparent Supervisor came in and said that we had to do a team building exercise. Myself and another guy started fighting, for no reason whatsoever, great team work, eh? I flipped us over his chair, I had his neck in a headlock and next thing I know I am walking home. It is light at this point and I get a phone call from one of friends. He asks me If I want to play football, I say maybe. This girl comes up to me, she had old fashioned clothes and a short hairstyle. She comes up to me, while I'm on the phone, and starts shouting, shouting at me for no reason. She makes it so I can't hear my friend on the phone and eventually he gets tired of me not replying and hangs up. And it cartoonish fashion, I ran away from her, but she followed me and kept shouting with her hand in the air.

After I ditch her, I continue my journey home. I get the feeling someone is following me, I then see three guys walking towards me. I notice that the two to the side of the man in the middle is dragging him. He looks dead, so instead of walking towards him, I take walk through the park. It is now pitch black, and I'm walking behind this couple. I look to the side and the two guys dragging the body are still following me. I notice it is very foggy now, it was like something out of Alan Wake. I notice I have a flash light so I shine it around the area, and don't notice anything wrong, so I continue on my way.

NOTICE: this is the last dream journal entry I made before leaving Dreamviews for an 11-year hiatus. Newer dream journal entries will have a markedly different writing quality and narrative style.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This semi-lucid bugged the hell out of me. I was in my room upstairs, lying in bed, and then I heard my dad screaming from downstairs in a terrifying manner. I became semi-lucid, so I just decided to jump out the window and fly away, but I got stuck mid-air. Then I was suddenly in my bed again, with my dad still screaming, but this time from down the hallway outside my room! I flipped out and took a running jump out the window, in an effort to get past my dad. Once again I tried to fly, once again I got stuck, and once again I ended up in my bed, and at that point, I could feel my dad's presence right there in the bedroom. I felt something, presumably my dad, move beside me as I jumped out the window a third and final time.

When I woke up in my bed after the third time, I was scared that I was experiencing another repeat.

This was a total of three false awakenings, which were probably all part of the same dream because of the similar contents.

It was early in the morning; my guess is that the time was around 7:00 AM. I was lying in my bed with my eyes closed; the unusually light and airy duvet cover was up to a little below my chin, and the bedroom was pitch-black. No light whatsoever was coming in from the single window on the wall, which was on the wall opposite of where I was facing: I was on my stomach, my head half-sunk into my pillow but turned towards the door of my room. The door was open, which led to a hallway adjacent to the entrance of my room; if you were to turn left, walk a few feet and turn right, the stairs were right there. They led downstairs to the main level of the house. There was a very, very faint yellow light coming from the hallway, most likely from downstairs, although there was no apparent light source - it was just a faded wash of a slight lighting over the entire room.

In bed I felt very tired, like a stone. I didn't want to get up but I knew that it was time for school, so I slowly pushed the covers back; they bunched up like an accordion - I usually fold them back, but I didn't catch onto the fact that I was dreaming quite yet. It was when I actually stood up that I suddenly became aware enough to question if I was in a dream. I didn't do an RC, but I simply knew that I was asleep at a fairly low level of awareness. I looked at my night table, which was right next to my bed (and therefore beside me once I got out of bed), and noticed I didn't have an alarm clock at all there, even though there should've been one.

I didn't say anything, though.

Moments later, once I was out of bed, I heard my dad in the lower level of the house shouting at me in a very stern, tense voice to "get downstairs!"

This terrified me, and I had this creeping feeling that the dream was going to become a nightmare if I just stood there. So I opened the door of my room a bit more to go through it, and I took a running leap into the hallway. The hallway was adjacent to my bedroom, with the wall opposite of the door only being a half-wall. Past that, if you were to look down, you'd be seeing the first floor. On the wall past this half-wall was a big window, and this is where I jumped into. I leaped onto the half-wall with a big jump and then glided right into the glass; however, I didn't smash it; I merely went through it like a ghost.

It was very dark outside so I couldn't see practically anything, but I was beginning to lose lucidity anyways. I flapped my arms and kicked my legs once I got three or four feet outside the window, which didn't do much - I didn't pick up speed or even move forward that much. I was just suspended.

I woke up in my bed.

Or, did I?

In actuality, I had just entered a false awakening, and it was the same scenario as before. This time, however, my dad's voice didn't come from downstairs, but in the hallway, quite a few feet away from the door of my room. I ran and jumped through the window again, still slightly conscious, but met the same predicament where I was floating, getting nowhere.

I woke up one more time into the dream but this time, my dad's voice was coming from inside my room, which was very dark like before. It was a whisper this time, situated behind me (I was lying on my side facing my room's door again) - I didn't waste any time bolting out of bed and making a total beeline for the window. The same thing happened and at this point, I had just enough awareness left to start freaking out, wondering this time if my dad would be able to reach through the window and grab my foot, pulling me back in...

Then I woke up for real.

I did many reality checks after that P.O.S. dream.

I am with a young boy, he is about 7 or 8 years old. I am also with 2 women, 1 woman is about 53 or so and the other woman is about 28 or so. The elder woman is the mother of the young boy and the younger woman. We are all looking around a big house and something happens ((I can't remember what)) and the 28 year old woman dies. ((dream skip)).
We are now sitting on a wooden bench and suddenly the 28 year olds ghost is sitting next to her mom and we can all see her, she winks as if to say "see, they can't get rid of me!" we are all really happy she is back, even if she is a ghost!! ((dream skip)).
Me, the older woman and the young boy are now in a big field and the grass is a lot taller than what we are. We make a noise just playing about with each other and then we hear someone in the distance make the same noise back to us, they are playing with us and keep copying us and we are all laughing about it. We are now driving down a steep hill in the woods on something, I am lying down at the front and I say to the woman behind me "what are we on" she says "a car" I'm a little puzzled now because I can't see a car around us but I feel like I'm on one. I have my blanket wrapped around me, I must have been a bit lucid here because I am questioning things but not enough to realise.
We now hear a noise again, it's a voice in the woods, the same voice that we heard earlier. The older woman copies it and again we hear it back, I say "shhhh!, it's a mans voice" she says "no it's a woman's" then we hear it again and I say "that was a woman's voice then". The person copies us a few times and we laugh, all of a sudden things change, we can now hear the man arguing with a woman, he's going mad and then we hear a gunshot, we are all shocked and shaken up hearing this knowing that a murder has just taken place!!! We now hear a young child crying then suddenly another gunshot and it all goes quiet.
We all jump off the car which I still can't see , myself and the young boy run to one side of the road and his mother runs to the side opposite us. The police come running down the road to us and I quickly grab the boy out of the road away from danger and hold him tightly, the policeman says "look at them just standing in the road" he's really angry and shoo's us away to the side of the road more. The boys mother is very shaken up so we go over to her and we all walk to the top of the very steep road together. We can see the big white house on our right where the murders have taken place and we all feel sick to our stomachs, I'm thinking "my god, we just heard them get killed in there in real life" we get to the top of the steep road and the boys mother walks off infront of us and goes into the woods. I now think "ha, I know what happens now" myself and the boy follow to where she went. We get to the entrance of the woods and she has disappeared just as I knew she would. I think to myself "yep....she's gone into the woods to die!, I knew it I've had this dream before!" I now look to the floor to see if there is a hedgehog there like there was when I last had this dream and there he is, a hedgehog the size of a dog! just like I expected, I now know for definite that it's the same dream. I look at the young boy and say "she's gone to die in peace", we now feel a gust of wind blow on us, it's her spirit letting us know she has now died but is still around us. The young boy smiles at me, he doesn't seem upset. I see a small bench and go over to it, there is a book on the bench for the boy from his mom, I knew there would be but this time there was also a letter. I open the letter and it's written in a child's writing, it said something like "from Bridget with lots of love, this is especially for you" there was more but I can't remember it all. Me and the boy sat down. The book was from the olden days, the cover is pale and the picture was an olden day drawing of a boy and a wheel barrow. I opened up the book and read to the boy, then wake up.

Oh, I forgot this dream from yesterday:

My bedroom window is right by my neighbors' backyard. Their autistic son, Larry, must have been out there shouting nonsense (as is his habit) while I was sleeping the afternoon away, cuz I had a couple FAs where I looked at the window and he had climbed up my building and was trying to get in the window. It was kind of funny when I remembered later.