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Fragment, non-lucid:

Me and my friend Kevin (He's a heavy Spurs supporter and he like idolizes Gareth Bale, their star scorer), anyway we were seeing how many pullups we could do and competing with each other and he beat me anyway and I was like ah damn it and then he tagged me in the comment of a Gareth Bale picture and it got like 9 likes or something and I was like ah damn it and everybody was laughing about it.

Bit vague, but that's the best I can remember that fragment.

End of fragment.

Date: 31 May

Pre bed: multivitamins (included gingko and ginseng), SJW, two drops of peppermint oil

Side effects: increased heart rate, heavy insomnia

Other: I think the multivitamins I took stimulated me too much before bed time. I was also dehydrated which made the situation worse. The heart rate wasn't too fast, but it was noticeable when going to bed and made it difficult to fall asleep.

Dream quality and recall: WILD, too dark, which made it harder to engage in the dream. The two DILDs after that were vivid and of higher quality. I woke up after each one. Then had about two hours of insomnia, went into very deep sleep and had little recall.

Impressions: It was an interesting experience, although I wouldn't repeat it again (because of the insomnia)

Sequence: multivits > heartbeat> WILD> about a hour of sleep/or trying to sleep> DILDs> insomnia> deep sleep> WBTB> dream

Dream1 WILD: In bed, dehydrated and with a noticeable heartbeat which made it difficult to fall asleep. I was still for some time, paying attention to the heartbeat, then found myself in darkness. It felt like my consciousness was split in three sections. Part of it was asleep, part of it knew exactly what to do, giving me instructions, and part of it followed the instructions. A bit like having three different thoughts at the same time.

I am in the darkness, and I say to myself how exactly I should grab the scene. The instructions are now vague, but I remember struggling with the darkness, and performing some bodily movements until I end up on a solid street. I find it a bit strange that I am now on this street, a city from my past, I notice that I am sitting on the pavement. It is dark, and there is nobody in sight. I decide to walk a bit, choosing another street I know. I spend some time walking, and reach a bus station. I look around once again, everything is still very dark, so it is hard to see, and there isn't a single light on.

I am a bit worried that the dream will escape, because I almost cannot concentrate on anything here. Then the "interact with a DC" task comes to mind. I know Xanous would probably not be asleep at this time, but decide to try to reach him nevertheless. I call out Xanous a few times, and look around. I cross the street and there are some DCs there, I stop one and try to ascertain if this is Xanous. It is dark, so hard to tell any facial feature, and the guy's face is also blurred. Well, it doesn't feel like him so I let the DC go. I stop another one and hold him for a while. His face gains a bit more definition and I try to analyze it in the darkness. I say that whatever I am doing makes no sense but still hold on to the DC. The dream slowly fades and I wake up.

I go to drink some water then back to bed. Reviewed the dream in mind. Fell asleep.

While I had begun to question whether some of my short lucid moment memories that I couldn't recall in the past few weeks were real, I now have an absolute certainty because I woke up shortly after these two.

Dream2 DILD: In some version of the same city, but everything is much more vivid now and it is day time. I am supposed to meet a friend of mine like the last time we did that. But somehow our plans don't work out. Instead I end up facing a threat from an invisible enemy. I am lucid now, and have a greater sensory perception. Initially it was as if I am on the balcony, but it quickly changes into multidimensional walled space in front of me, hard to describe. The energetic entity is not visible because it is behind the wall, yet I feel it because I stretch move with my entire being through the wall that feels like just space, and come in close contact with it. It is not pleasant, I feel its energy. I am trying to move it away by manipulating the matter. I get rid of the thing and find myself between four walls with creamy tiles on them. I notice that there is no door, but don't care much. I can move through space.

Dream3 DILD: In the more or less the same city, some kind of scenario is developing. People are still using horses instead of cars, they are leaving the city because of some emergency. I watch while this is happening, there is some blue stuff of the floor. I remember that this is the second time this is happening. I am lucid, I spill more blue stuff on the floor, and enjoy it for a while. I make a strange posture to show/explain something to one of the DCs in the room? I turn and look to the other side of the room where there is a window. I decide to stabilize the dream by intending it. I check the overall feeling, yes, stable. My mind is also clearer now. I look out the window, and see three boys in the distance. "Interact with a DC", on my mind again. (I really wish I could remember more tasks! ). I climb through the window and slide down. It feels like the roof of a building or on top of a train. The boys are playing soccer, so I shout that I want to play with them. They kick the ball towards me and I see it coming, but it is too high, I control its movement so it is easy for me to catch it. As I am preparing to have a kick, the dream falls apart and I wake up?

Fragment4: I am having a short dream where I am discussing the three boys. I identify one of them as a neighbor kid from the past, but I know he is grown up now.

I wake up and review the dreams, I am super awake and cannot fall asleep for two hours. When I finally do, I slip into unmemorable dreams.

WBTB: I wake up tired about one hour before the planned wake time. Upset that I messed up the plan for tonight. I decide to take one p.oil capsule, then go to bed concentrating on having an ld.

Fragment5: A classmate is wearing strange clothes

Fragment6: I am in some water, and there is sand around. My bf is also swimming with me in this strange place. I try to get out of the water, climbing strange sand dunes. Then we go to an indoors swimming pool where I plunge into the water, a bit worried about hitting the bottom.

This is my dream after my LD.

WARNING: Mature content.

I was walking with some friends at night. I think it was ST and RP. There were a few people drinking by a table outside. We grabbed some chairs and sat down. I declined a drink. I am with RP inside a feng shui store. He was talking about how people go to the jewelry store to sell their jewelries. Why not to individuals? He said for a rare/good 25-cent coin, you can get as much as 3 pesos. I jokingly told him I have lots of 25 cents at home.

I am out in the field. It's daytime. I am waiting for a sports game of some sort with some friends. Some jock challenged our team. Everybody arranged the net near the goal. It looks like a mix of rugby-football and soccer-football. I think we won, although I don't think I even played. For some reason, I ended up jumping (or catapulting) to the other side and penetrating the jock who was stupid enough to challenge us. He was on top of me. I worried about unsafe sex. The guy was arrogant earlier. Now he's submissive.

I had three dreams last night (that I can remember):

DREAM #1

I am semi-lucid during this dream.

Kermit the frog appeared next to my bed. And then we both float up into the air and start flying down the stairs and out the front door. I decide that I wanted Kermit to glow, so he starts glowing. Then we’re just flying through the sky and singing together, and that's about where the dream ends.

DREAM #2

I'm sitting in some kind of loft type place, with some guy with a beard, and we're watching soccer on TV. I have a feeling I don't like this guy. Not a very long or detailed dream.

DREAM #3

I'm in my backyard, and Acacia and Abby (my friends) are there. I'm commenting on Abby's hair because it has all these weird braids in it that you can somehow see from the back but not the front.

Suddenly, Acacia decides that she really wants coffee, and we decide to go to McDonald's to find some. There's this random McDonald's window near my house. The lady working there is one of the cafeteria ladies from my school. Unfortunately the McDonald's is closed. I check the time on my iPod and see that it's almost 9 PM, when for some reason I thought it was only around 5 or so.

Acacia and I go to a different McDonald's, where we have to stand in line for a minute because there are a few people ahead of us. While we're waiting, I notice that Acacia is wearing a black hat and sparkling purple lipstick. So I'm like, "Ooh I love your lipstick!" And Acacia is like, "Thanks!"

So I try to decide what to order, but I can't see the menu from where I'm standing. Plus there's all this random stuff piled up behind the counter. Acacia tells me they're selling one brand of coffee called Coldwell Scent that only costs a dollar, so that is what we both decide to order. The lady who takes our order has black hair pulled back into a messy bun, and I think she seems nice.

I wake up before we actually get our coffee.

... Well, at least I was kind of lucid during that first dream. I realized I was dreaming and controlled one small thing. Not much, but it's a step forward I guess.

8/3 A bunch of my soccer teammates were in like the appalation mountains in a town. When we would yell it would echo like 5 times. We were warming up for a game a one of our players (Lance) kept telling jokes. We were all making echos when a loud really deep Satan sounding voice said something about dividng the weak from the rest and it did not echo at all.

8/1 I was inside like a first person shooter game like call of duty. We were at this huge mansion property trying to destroy something. Then randomly i went in a room and there was a meeting for soccer. One of my assitant coaches was there (John-Mark) talking about how difficult the JVA and JVB schedules was going to be and that the girls team had the same one. I was in football pads for some reason. A younger brother of a teammate was there (Caleb Jones) but he was a lot older and was on JVB. The room we were in looked liked the upstairs teleporter room in the nazi zombies map de rise. I kicked a soccer ball to caleb and the coaches yelled at me to be quiet. In the corner there were these deformed looking people.

I came out of a house with my friend Blake and we were going to a John Legend concert. We didn't want to be late so we got in a blue old school convertible. We drove and ended up at a soccer field where it was me and my goalie (couldn't recognize face and didn't have name) versus a kid on there team who first had a body that looked like a sun. (probably about 3 feet wide) and i pushed him over. He then came back dribbling the ball dressed as a turkey. The next time he came back at me, he was wearing a giant black semi circle about 20 feet high. I pushed him over each time. Then, a bunch of kids appeared and we were having a water balloon fight. People where going through doors that were sideways. I then appeared in a hospital where I grabbed the bag filled with clear liquid, got the patient and ran out the door. Then I woke up.

Non-Dream Dream

Dream 1:

My dad goes completely psycho. We are watching someone's wedding to get ideas for mine and he starts playing really loud music on some kind of device. He continues to do similar things to disturb the wedding and I am very embarrassed. It gets so bad that my mom wants to divorce him.

Then my fiance goes psycho at a fair with my cousin LG, her husband CG, their friends and some co-workers (now that I think about it this dream might have taken place at my work, not a fair). We have TONS of weed. My fiance totally embarrasses me by being rude to everyone, always saying the wrong things and she even crashed her car into 4 other people.

Then we are at a party at my cousin LG's house and there is a huge slip n slide with boats going around it. They laid some kind of paste down on the slip n slide to make the boats stick to the path.

Then I am taking all of these people to the airport. My fiance's co-workers are there talking mad shit on my fiance - saying "she likes drama, she likes gossiping," some other stuff and that "this time she went too far." i have to pay everyone for the damage she has caused and I think they forgive her. One of my best friend's (AC) brother, NC, starts giving me a ton of shit too. He starts talking shit on my fiance and my mom. He wants to fight my mom for something really minor and stupid. I calm everything down again (common theme - in all these dreams I am resolving problems).

Dream 2:

I am REALLY good and hockey and soccer. I am playing a game that is a combo of 1/2 hockey and 1/2 soccer. I score 14 goals in one game.

I don't play these sports in real life so it was kinda fun.

Dream 3:

I am visiting a college and they are having some kind of baseball all-star event. Chone Figgins is there (location looks like the small science quad by Charles Young Hall at UCLA) and he is on the Colorado Rockies. I am hanging out with some cool kids and they trick me into doing a bunch of weird stuff. They get me to do some sort of ritual - I eat a large bowl of what they call bread (it was really just pretzels and some other snacks) then I go to a public shower and put water over my head. This ritual is supposed to turn all of the water into blood (not sure why we wanted to do this). It doesn't work. I am very pissed off because they have wasted 1/2 a day of my vacation to humiliate me. I laugh it off, pretending it didn't bother me, but then I punch one of the guys in the throat (hard, I can rarely throw punches in dreams so this was also cool). I tell him that if he ever pulled shit like that again I would kill him.

He apologizes and later comes up to me scared shitless and says "we can just keep this between us, right?" I say "no problem." I walk around until I find the all-stars again. They are swimming or something. I move on to the all-star football game where the kick-off almost makes it out of the stadium. I almost start playing in the game but I wake up.

Note - Before the shower incident i am running around trying to find the shower and some chick is running next to me, late for class or something. She is very cute. She thinks I am a weirdo for running next to her so I pretended to be racing her in a funny way. I look back at her and say something clever (I am very witty at this moment). It is obvious that she thinks I am cute and says "oh, well hello" seductively. Unfortunately I am in a rush to get to the shower so I just say "hello" back. I have the feeling that it was enough to score with her later.

Type: DILD (FA)
Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a dream. I remember it having some sort of red theme to it. All of a sudden, a thought sprung through my mind. "Wait, is this a dream? I could be dreaming!" Excitement rushed through me. But then the dream started to fade, every time I would blink I would see my room, illuminated by the morning sun. And then, the dream was gone.

"No!" I thought. I layed there for a second where I awoke, staring at the wall. But then somehow, a pixelated line ran across my line of vision. "What the heck?" I thought. "Wait... what if this was a false awakening?"

I did the nose RC and I was lucid! From where I was laying, I sat up and tried to get out of bed as slowly as possible. I stood up in my room. It wasn't as vivid as I had hoped.

I wanted to stabilize. But I forgot to do the crawling technique. So I just looked up at the ceiling and shouted, "Give me more vividness!" Nothing. So I tried again. "Vividness, now!" Then I tried, "Clarity, now!" Nothing.

I don't remember doing much in my room, or how I got outside. But I remember walking up through the grassy field, not really looking at anything but trying to find my Dream Guide. I felt that I wanted to fly just a little. So I pushed off the ground as hard as I could, but I didn't really get anywhere. It was just like jumping on a trampoline really. So I tried again, this time with more gusto. While in midair, I closed my eyes and imagined me floating. Sure enough, when I opened my eyes, I was hovering about 2-3 feet above ground. "Pretty cool," I thought. But then again, I've always done this in dreams. I glided a bit up the field, then landed.

I saw a group of people inside what looked like a plastic space ship looking thing. I entered it, and yep, there were indeed some people dining. I saw a group of people and decided to go talk to them.

I approached them. They all looked at me. I can't remember what I asked them, but I think it was something about my Dream Guide. They shook their heads. I also asked them about one of my fears and how it could be solved. One of them sighed (a fairly skinny lady with brown hair, and wore a red dress with dangly earrings to match), and mumbled something. I don't remember what it was.

The dream sped forward again and I was at my school, still lucid. The same woman in the red dress was here, but she had a sour look on her face. She didn't like me for some reason.

There was a ton of people on one of our soccer fields, probably having a party. I saw a group of people and I walked up to them and see if they would tell me something. I don't remember the things they said to me, though.

I remember running up to the soccer goal, and a soccer ball was in front of me. I yelled, "Soccer!" and I tried to kick the ball as hard as I could. But something stopped me.

I then lost lucidity. I thought that I had woken up at my school. "Darn it!" I yelled; unaware of the people still around me.

I never regained my lucidity, and woke up.

I was in a department store with my mom. We got separated a bit so I walked around. I saw someone cosplaying as SeeU, and she gave me a hug. I walked around the corner and saw my mom again. We went to a salad bar thing inside the store, and sat down to eat. There was a booth behind ours, and I kept seeing someone's shadow appear next to us. There was a note sticking up over the booth behind us that read: "the ghost strikes tonight; your gelato isn't safe."

--

I was on a soccer team of only 3 people. We were going to verse the best team in the state, and I was very nervous. We started to play, but the soccer ball was huge, about twice the size of a regular soccer ball. Either way, our team somehow managed to win.

--

I was in a secret underwater base. There were several long hallways, and I walked through them carefully, trying to to get caught. By the end of the path I was on, I realized I was back at the beginning. There was a guy standing there, asleep. I walked right past him and up the stairs. There was some kind of escape vehicle, a boat/submarine thing. I got on it and there was a few people on it, a guy and a few young kids. We sailed on the boat thing for a few days. The guy showed us some survival things, like knot tying. I found a radio, but it only had enough battery for a few minutes.

--

There was a competition of sorts where you had to choose a person from your group to die. I don't remember too much about this dream, just that I was not the first or last to die. I think we were on a trampoline of some kind, and the center was a hole with lava in it. I saw a woman jump in, then after I was voted out. It took me a while to accept my fate, I even tried to escape at one point. But I got over it and did a cannonball into the lava. My bony got really hot for a minute, but it didn't really hurt. I think I revived somewhere else later.

I was playing soccer, and really trying to do a good job. Then I stopped and started smoking with a friend of mine, but I saw my mom on the other side of the soccerfield looking at me, which was creepy. She looked normal, not angry or happy or anything, there was no emotion. Then I saw some cigarrettes on the ground and I wanted to save them, which I did.

I found myself in a maze or something with a weird big house I think. I felt like there was a dangerous predator around, not sure if it was haunting me down.. It was a human though. I did feel familiar with the feeling.

Then I started following something.. They were fighting.. I also had this weird blade of grass.. I examined it at chemistry and showed it to someone.. I said it was from the year 1886 but I meant 1868 -.-.. so I corrected myself.

And I found myself in my chemistry room. A girl from school was handing in something that wasn't hers.. It was mine, or the ones eyes I was looking through. She stole the idea, that's when I started hearing the song playing on my radio in my dream, so someone stole that song. But they both still had the song on youtube, because I searched it in my dream.

(If anyone wants to know, the song was: Underoath - Wrapped around my finger.. and it was playing irl)

Enteme.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A kind of short, cocky-looking Latino guy with kind of tall, wavy hair was walking through a door. The guy was wearing a military jacket and no shirt. He had a girl on either arm. He was kind of giggling to himself.

The guy seemed to be walking into some huge mansion, which was probably his. The idea seemed to be that the guy had gotten rich somehow, possibly through rap music. He was really gloating about his success, which was really pissing me off. I wondered why the assholes were always the successful ones.

The man was followed by another guy, who I assumed was the guy's brother. The brother looked a lot like the man, except that he looked a lot more gentle-mannered and worn-out. He may have been partly bald. The brother also entered with two people, possibly family members.

The brother was then followed by a lot of other family members. I thought it was at least good that the man was letting his whole family in on his wealth.

But now it was like the group of people was some kind of tour, taking a walk through Beyonce's mansion. The group was mostly young adults and older kids. Everybody, walking through the mansion, had the feeling that they would be able to make money like this, too, someday.

I was following the people through the mansion from a backward view, like I was facing people and looking through a dolly-camera as it tracked through the rooms. Each room of the mansion had different colors for the walls. There was one room with yellow walls and another room with sea-green walls.

In the room with sea-green walls a young, white woman was looking at a bunch of empty picture frames that hung on the wall. I had turned around to face forward and look at the woman.

The woman asked me, "How do they get the money for the models for these things?" I didn't know how to respond to that. Apparently the woman thought the picture frames had all been made to order or built by hand, instead of just bought.

I walked into another room, which was mostly dark. It was a really big room, almost like a ballroom. But most of the room couldn't be seen in the darkness. I stood in the light of the room I had just left.

Obscured from my view by some tall potted plants like palms was a table. Two people stood at the table. At first I thought it was Jay-Z and Beyonce. But then I realized it was Beyonce and some other woman. At first I thought the woman was white. But as I creeped around the plants, I saw that she was black.

Beyonce said something to the woman about giving the woman advice, from one mother to another.

Dream #2

I was in some place like a locker room with a group of people like business people. The business people were all smarter and more put-together than I was. But they all liked me anyway, for some reason. We had just finished up something. We were now hanging around and laughing with each other.

Then some sports team came into the room. They were like a soccer team at first. It was also like they were somehow a part of our group. But then they were some other group of people. They started getting really loud and rowdy, kind of to bully the rest of us and make us feel uncomfortable.

Then the group of people became a whole bunch of black guys. They were all kind of skinny and grizzled-looking. One had a long, skinny, grey beard. They all wore really nice golfing clothes, with pale beige golfing sweaters. They'd all just come in from the links. They threw their golf bags all over the floor.

For some reason I was laying on the floor. One guy saw me on the floor and threw his golf bag so it landed on my right leg. It didn't hurt very much. But I knew he'd done it out of disrespect.

I stood up instantly and was right in the guy's face. I may even have been standing on his feet. The guy seemed passive, but not really afraid. I was yelling at the guy and doing something physical to him, to try to hurt him. I got madder and madder.

Suddenly I was out on a beach. The beach felt small, almost fake. I couldn't see the water. There seemed to be a couple dunes of sand on either end of a small, flat area of beach. I stood near one of the dunes with a young woman.

The woman knew, but wasn't quite telling me, that I'd gotten so mad just a moment ago that I'd committed some kind of really violent act on a group of people. I'd probably killed a few people. The bodies were now gone, but there were still small traces of blood here and there.

I couldn't remember anything about the violent act, and the woman wouldn't tell me anything about it. She didn't even tell me outright that I'd done it. All I could figure was that I'd killed that group of black men in the locker room.

Something about that thought brought the black man before me again. I was filled with rage. But for some reason I was now just flying over the sand. In the places where the dunes had been, or maybe just before the dunes, were two intricate sand sculptures, each of a city. The cities looked almost like Middle Eastern cities.

Dream #3

There was some kind of big tract of land with a house on it. The house was at the bottom of a kind of steep hill. The hill had a flower garden on it.

At the base of the hill, along the side of the house, was a stone path which may almost have felt like a trench in places. At some point in the trench area was a door that led into some dark, cellar-like room. This was apparently a woman's quarters. The room also held a bathroom.

The woman who lived in the quarters was probably Irish, pale-skinned, tallish, fat, with red-brown hair. She wore a dress of coarse, plain fabric, probably denim-blue and tan. She was probably a little grouchy, lazy, and mean.

My sister now stood before me and a few other family members in a kitchen. My sister was very young, maybe nine or ten years old. She wore a pale blue skirt and some long, white stockings with blue designs on them.

My sister was complaining about having gone down into the bathroom in the woman's quarters. She had opened the door while a woman -- probably not the woman who lived there -- was in the bathroom.

My sister told us, "I'm not a lesbian. So I wouldn't try to see a woman naked. But when I opened up the bathroom door the woman did this." My sister grabbed her chest and made gestures indicating big breasts.

My sister said, "Then she said, 'I'm married with kids, so don't get any ideas!' Like she thought I was coming into the bathroom to have sex with her!"

Ironically, after 31 days of recalling dreams and a first full month ever for me, I lose the streak right on the first day of February. Too bad. The streak is gone, so maybe I'll finally have a lucid dream for a change this month. Barren streak now extends to 46 days.

Anyways, let's delve into another "classic". This is a really short, but has enough curiosity factor to make it here.

Cristiano Ronaldo Smackdown
Date: November 13th, 2009
Lucid: Yes

I was in what seemed like a football (soccer) field. It was dark. Cristiano Ronaldo was there as well and we ended up playing against - but not soccer, some other game. He grabbed the ball on his hands and made a supernatural jump to the other end of the field. He threw the ball while in air, but he had jumped too high and it only hit the crossbar. This whole time I was already lucid, the dream had pretty much started that way.

The match ended up being more like Smackdown than any other sport. I was beating Cristiano up at some point. My buddy Tomi emerged from the woods and joined up in my side. I was pretty excited.

Unfortunately there isn't more that I remember.

im part of a staged audience
being filmed. we're in the wrong kind of stage hall though. this one is just for speeches.
i start yelling about how we should be in the right one and leave.

on a wintery soccer field with my brother. we kick around soccerballs.
when you kick them, even tap them, they go flying in whatever direction you want them to go.
i'm lucid.
i kick the balls, and it feels awesome, like i'm david beckham.
like i have all the soccer skills in my dreambody, i'm just really good at the sport.

my brother and i walk around the fence of the field. i follow him.
i try to tell him he's dreaming but i dont think he hears me or something.
he climbs up on top of a garage. i follow.
from the peak, i can see a huge black wolf (in a totally white snowy background- easy to see)
i get afraid but remember its a dream.
my attention makes her walk over to me. i get a little afraid.

i tell her its a dream. disappear. go away.
when i say this, she says it too at the same time.
"those tricks dont work on me, i'm not like that" she says and laughs,
and a wolf laughing is quite scary.

she disappears and i instantly lose lucidity.

11/19/2011:

All that I can remember:

- Never went lucid
- Went to a soccer game, felt like the field was across the street from my house because I parked outside with the thought "wow, I'm home, oooh there's a soccer game across the street, i'll go to it."
- The soccer game was packed, mostly with middle-aged, wealthy people sitting in oddly-shaped white chairs. It was incredibly rainy and cold, I tried putting a jacket on only to realize it was somehow soaked already
- I went to sit down at the soccer game, could feel people behind me staring at me so I moved, watched some of the game and phased into another dream.

Dream #2: -Was in some sort of house, no known location, with a bunch of random celebrities
- The only celebrity I can remember talking to was the actor Josh Holloway who played Sawyer on Lost, got a picture with him
- I remember hearing multiple plane crashes outside of the house, one crashed directly into the house though for some reason it was inconsequential to me and other partygoers.