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I'm in Haven, on Teraluna.
This time I immediately think about stabilizing my dream properly.
I try to focus on all of my senses and recall some of those very long and stable dreams I've had.
I do so by sitting in a meditative pose. Yuya is waiting for me to finish stabilizing so we can go somewhere.
At first I'm a bit worried that I'm loosing precious time by doing this, but these worries quickly fade away.
Suddenly I feel sort of a click, all over my body.
It feels as if I was lightheaded all the time and it just went away.

I investigate my surroundings, an all I can think of is "this is so real".

"I'm ready... I think?"
"Yes, you are."

Yuya stares deeply into my eyes and projects images of a distant world into my mind.
She grabs my hand and I teleport the both of us to the world she's shown me.



It's a beautiful world, not unlike some places on earth.
Buildings are made out of mostly white stone which gives everything a very special and slightly surreal look.
We enter one of the buildings and meet up with a women who's been waiting for us.
She talks with Yuya for a bit and another woman appears.
But this time I immediately recognize who she is.
I can feel that I am much more aware than I have been in my dreams recently.

"Hello Faye."
"Ah, you're learning!"
"Let's hope that I am..."

Yuya joins us and proceeds to explain the story of this world.
It is split into two factions, the Dei-ya, who seek enlightenment, and another race who seeks power.
The world was originally split in two, but over the past few years the Dei-ya have lost most of it to the other faction.
However, these lands were not lost through wars.
There is some sort of council in place, consisting of the leaders of both races, and all decisions require a majority of council members to agree.
Even though each faction has an identical number of council members, the Dei-ya are physically much weaker than the other faction,
and they are easily intimidated into taking decisions they do not want to make.

Only one women was able to stand up to the other faction, but she passed away recently.
Today is a new council meeting in which the other faction will attempt to acquire world dominance, and there is no-one there to stop them.
The story sounds a bit familiar, but I decide not to worry about that.
Yuya explains that the woman who passed away will have to be replaced by a new council member.

"How strong exactly are those people from the other faction?"
"Quite strong, but no match for us."
"I see you're having the same idea I'm having. One of us is going to be on tonight's council session as a Dei-ya member."
"So who's going to do it?"
"Well, all Dei-ya council members are women so..."
"You're going to do it then?"
"Unfortunately, that won't work, many people around here know who I am. They'll realize I am not Dei-ya."
"Oh... that's a bit of a problem, what can we do?"
"Well... I'm afraid you're going to have to do it..."
"..."

What?

"Erm... I'm not sure if I'll pass as a woman Yuya..."
"Well, not the way you're looking right now, that's for sure..."

I'm really starting to dislike this. What does she plan? Dress me up as a women?
Faye bursts out laughing, but then Yuya explains.

"Your dream body, does it look like your waking life body?"
"Well, no, not exactly, there are many similarities, but no, it's not the same."
"So, why is your dream body male?"
"... because I'm... oh boy... I see where this is going."

Yuya smiles and summons a huge mirror.

"Transforming into the opposite gender is actually quite easy, your dream body actually contains the information for both genders."
"Great... so I'm going to have to turn into a girl?"

Faye finds all of this highly amusing, me on the other hand, not so much.
I decide to lighten up though, after all it could be interesting, but it is quite awkward...
I attempt to shift my form, not really sure what the hell I'm doing, but everything works surprisingly easy.
I feel the bones in my body slightly rearranging which feels massively weird, but the process only lasts a split second.

So here I'm standing, in front of that mirror, looking at myself, and I cannot really believe my eyes.
Faye comments on the situation: "Oh my, you're quite hot Hyu, haha."
Yuya agrees: "You're adorable."

Both of them are having one hell of a time.
I look down and immediately spot my breasts. This is so weird.
I poke one of them which causes Faye to break out in laughter.
I'm still wearing nothing but the white pants I usually wear in my dream, it all looks so wrong.
However I do look cute as a woman. I have long curly red hair and a few freckles around my nose.

Yuya hands me a white dress. I'm a bit surprised where she got it from.
I awkwardly put it on when Yuya explains that it's one of her's, she's borrowing it to me.
Wearing Yuya's clothes makes everything even more awkward. I have trouble maintaining composure.
This is looking much better already.
I then proceed to drop my pants, but then I am suddenly shocked because it feels like something is missing.

"What's up Hyu?"
"I..."
"What? Is something wrong."

I look at Yuya, and the only thing I can manage to say is:

"Penis."
"... Hyu?"
"It's missing, I'm freaking the fuck out."

Both Faye and Yuya burst out laughing.
Once the initial shock fades I find it amusing myself as well. This is a dream body... I'm so silly.
I said penis... pfff this is ridiculous.

We're on our way to the council meeting and I am given a bracelet with a crescent moon hanging from it.
It is a symbol that I am a council member.
The last few steps I have to walk alone, Yuya and Faye have to remain behind, only council members are allowed into this room.
It feels so weird being a women.
I have such a hard time not staring at my own breasts, how do women manage not to do so all the time?
I notice that I am wearing the same necklace Faye got me in the mermaid dream.

Finally in the room, I sit down in what appears to be the council leaders spot on the Dei-ya side.
Some of the Dei-ya are very surprised by this, but the only women who is in on it makes a sign that everything is alright.
The council meeting is very straightforward. The opposite leader requires that we give up all lands and even retreat from the council.

"That does sound like a rather unreasonable request."

He's angry, he figured this would be easy, that there would be no resistance.
I can feel that everyone besides me on the Dei-ya side is very scared.

"Then what do you propose, woman?"
"... How about you return all of the lands you have stolen from us, ain't that a more reasonable request?"

Everyone in the room is shocked, and the opposite leader is furious, but that's exactly what I'm aiming for.

"If only you Dei-ya had some guts, we'd settle this by a duel to the death!"
"Should I consider this a challenge?"
"... are you fucking serious?"
"If you win, the world is yours, if I win, you go back where you came from and return what belongs to us."
"... AHAHAHAHAHA you're a fool! I challenge you! Let's duel!"

I feel bad putting the Dei-ya's world on the line, but they're about to loose it anyways, and I'm confident I can take him on.
We step outside as he is immediately eager to kill me and settle this.

"To the death!"
"Tenjho Tenge!"

Why did I say that? Is that a common thing to say before a duel?



He immediately charges me with that stupidly large sword of his, and furry black wings drawn from his body.
I can easily feel how strong he is, his aura is so easy to read.
I concentrate a moderate quantity of divine energy into my left hand, thinking it would be too weird to awaken the dragon as a Dei-ya.
Before he reaches me, I release the energy towards him and he is immediately thrown back.
His sword shatters from the shockwave of the energy, and his wings burst into flames.

Everyone is extremely surprised, no-one says a word.

"I... I give up!"
"Excuse me what now?"
"I give up! You can have your lands back!"
"And you call this a duel to the death? Are you kidding me?"
"I... please have mercy!"

Unbelievable. What a weakling.
All tough when he knows there's no-one to resist him and as soon as he meets someone more powerful he starts crying like a kid.

"Fine... declare your defeat."
"I am defeated!"
"Then begone."

All of them leave. They aren't going to attempt anything for a long time.
They always knew that nobody could stand up to them, but now that this is no longer true they're afraid, much more afraid than the Dei-ya are.

One of the Dei-ya asks me:

"Who are you?"
"A friend of a friend."

I say nothing more and leave, finally my turn to act all mysterious, I like it.
Before I am able to meet back up with Yuya the dream fades away.


*Tenjho Tenge is a manga/anime.
It translates to "Heaven & Earth"

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

It was daytime; the sky was a light eggshell blue color. I was in a city square, which was basically an open area surrounded by buildings; the ground consisted of flat, irregularly-shaped light grey stones, almost like a big mosaic. The stones fanned out from the center of the clearing to the outsides of it in a radial pattern. And where the stones all met in the middle of the clearing was a stone fountain with a radius of around fifteen feet; in the middle, water was coming out, up into the sky then falling down in a skinny mushroom cap-shaped curtain. It was sparkly water and gave off a slightly rainbow color in the middle region. Although the water was bluish in color, the whole area had a greyish, paler tone to it. It reminded me of somewhere in Rome.

After a few moments of being in the dream, I became semi-lucid and immediately started rubbing my hands together. I was a bit excited but my energy overall was pretty lethargic. Had I been more aware, I'd definitely have been more eager and excited, and thought of teleporting to an airport sometime. But I wasn't. I rubbed my hands and looked past the fountain at a few French-style buildings; as I did this, I saw one of the Dreamviews member nina's previous avatars, one with a running white dog. It was a perfectly flat, square image that just floated there for a few moments; it was probably a foot by a foot wide. I ultimately ignored it and proceeded to do more stabilization practices, including rubbing my hands along the ground.

I did this for a minute, then remembered to try taking my clothes off as a possible stabilization method! I started to take off my shirt without caring if anyone saw me, since it was just a dream. I was thinking, 'this will definitely prolong the dream!' I didn't imagine the feeling of the fabric or anything, which was what I should've done, so it probably wasn't as effective as it could have been.

Well, the dream ended as soon as my shirt came off.

This is one of my
Five-Star Lucids

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:
I remembered two dreams last night, one of which is this entry. (I'll finish typing up the other one in the morning.) This dream was another cool lucid, if not a low-level one. I did some more stabilization, including looking closely at an incredibly detailed flower, and I teleported to an airport reminiscent of the brief shot from Fight Club where the narrator runs up to a window. I kinda lost my lucidity, and the dream, after that though. It was still worth it.

I started out in my bedroom. There was just a slight amount of moonlight coming in through the window blinds, but other than that, it was very dark - so dark, in fact, that as I was walking around, I had my hands out in front of me. I could barely see the outlines of objects in my room! According to the preexisting plot of this dream, I had just finished a WILD attempt, and I had entered this dream moments earlier. I was 'lucid' - but not actually. I was only pretending to be lucid as part of the dream plot, when in reality I wasn't lucid at all. I remember being slightly nervous because the area was so dark, and I wanted to get out as soon as I could. I was initially standing near the foot of my bed, but then I started following an invisible ball of energy, which was floating not two feet in front of me, at around shoulder level. It gave off a distinguishable presence, even though I couldn't see it, and I knew that this ball of energy was KingYoshi. He had been waiting for me to enter the dream, and was now going to show me where to go (what...?!). It started moving towards the window, and I slowly walked after it.

I arrived at the window and forgot all about the "KingYoshi" ball. When I walked up to the window, the lighting coming through the blinds became a bit brighter and more aqua in color, as if an alien spaceship had just come down and hovered in front of it. I grabbed the right side of the blinds, bunching a few of them up with my hand and pulling them down with a slight amount of effort. I sensed there was a dark hand above the blinds, trying to prevent me from pulling them down and onto the floor. Anyways, I was now looking out a window without the actual windowpane in place; it was just an open area now. I don't know if there was a windowpane to begin with, but did it matter?

I looked out the window and down towards the ground (my room is on the second floor of the house) and I saw the front driveway of my house. This was a little 'off', because the window to my bedroom in real life is looking out over the backyard, not the front area of the house. But this didn't matter. In real life, the driveway of my house is a big square area that consists of many neatly-arranged, reddish stones with a connecting driveway to the street. It was the same in the dream, except instead of there being a 2-lane residential road, there was a pressed gravel road. On the other side of this road, instead of houses, there were lots of pine trees. There was also a large pine tree on the right side of the driveway, right next to some smaller shrubs and greenery.

Back to myself, I was still in the house, overlooking this area. Like in my previous recorded dream, I made a lazy jump out the window. However, even though the distance from my second-story bedroom to the ground seemed pretty far from the window, as I jumped, the distance seamlessly became next to nothing. There was next to no impact when I landed. I only recoiled slightly, which wasn't very noticeable. The atmosphere and time of day was still nighttime, but it was more well-lit outside because of the moon (which I knew was out, even though I didn't actually see it in the sky). I started to walk down the driveway, away from the house, and I became lucid once I got about halfway there. I did the nose-plug RC, and I could breathe, so I knew I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands together and looked at them, counting five fingers on each hand. If something was weird about them, I never noticed.

I continued walking down the driveway and, since I was only semi-lucid, I didn't think of teleporting at the moment. Instead, I involuntarily decided to turn right down the gravel road and walk in the moonlight. Right before I turned the corner, I saw a few green dandelion weeds (minus the yellow dandelion part) at the foot of the large pine tree next to the driveway. These weeds were accompanied by a few white daisies, and a small clump of lilacs. The flowers all looked normal; realistic - the daisies had white petals with a yellow center, and the lilacs were lavender in color, just like they are in real life. I knelt down and smelled the air around the flowers, and I could actually pick up the scent of lilacs! It was awesome!

I turned my attention towards the daisies. I picked one up; it didn't put up a fight and resist being pulled up from the soil at all, as if it was just floating in air. As I brought it towards my face and looked at it closely, I realized that the white petals now had a huge amount of tiny, pint-sized holes in them; these holes were more abundant towards the outer regions of the petal, and a few of these petals looked like they were eaten a bit around the edges. I saw the slight bending of the petals as they connected to the center, which now looked like the middle of a sunflower with all the seeds, except this was a solid yellow. The amount of detail was stunning; I'd never seen details as crystal clear and sharp before, regardless of the fact that I was only semi-lucid. The flower was so sharp, in fact, one could easily have thought there was aliasing around the edges. My gaze was fixed on this flower for a good minute or so, just observing all the details.

"Wow, this is amazing!" I gasped sometime during the observation, completely astonished.

I could make this entry a five-star one just from that moment alone.

After I finished looking at the flower, I got up onto my feet again and dropped it to the ground. Then I continued walking down the gravel road, surrounded on both sides by large, dense pine trees. I observed that the trees on the right side of the road were a bit thinner and shorter than the ones on the left, looking back and forth a few times and chuckling because of that strange layout. After two or three minutes of just walking along, I got to a clearing. It was like one of those half-circle campsites you see along the side of the road, except at least five times the size, and there was one of these on both sides of the gravel road. The ground was all gravel now, with the exception of the grassy terrain that started on the edges of these 'campsites', where the pine trees were clustered, bordering the area. The place made a big circular clearing that must have been a good two hundred feet wide and long.

On either sides of the circle were some pretty strange setups, though. On the right side of the clearing, there were two thicker, square glass panels that were propped up on their sides, about thirty feet from one another. They were at a good ten feet high and wide. On top of them, going from one panel to the other, was a longer glass panel of the same thickness. In between the two square glass pieces, and sheltered by the long one on top, was a big bed. It looked like something from a game; the bed was very smooth (like plastic) and basically consisted of a solid, wood-colored rectangle with another, pale red-purple rectangle with smoothed edges on top and coming over the sides like a bedsheet. I saw a low headboard made from the same wood-colored piece as the rest of the bed. There was a white rectangle, again with smoothed edges, for a pillow on top of the covers near the end.

I was losing my lucidity; by now I was probably only at a 3/10, but I kept going in regards to dream control. I turned to the left and saw a small, beaten-up wooden house. I walked over to it and opened the door, entering into a bedroom. This bedroom was about 15x15 feet with smooth, medium-tone hardwood floors, beige wallpaper, and brown wooden paneling along the floor (I'm tired; I can't remember what it's called at the moment). There was a closet in the middle of one wall; it took up a good chunk of the wallspace and was made of two smooth, sliding wooden doors with no handles. I went over to this closet, dug my nails into the wood of the left door, and pulled it over to the right, expecting an airport terminal to be on the other side. I needed there to be a large glass window and viewing area - I'm surprised I managed to teleport like this, let alone to the proper area, with such a low level of lucidity. The door opened to practically an exact replica of the airport briefly seen in Fight Club, near the end of the film. It's that place the narrator is in when he's got himself smushed against the window, frantically looking outside. I could see down the terminal and saw a regular seating area, but the place was all empty. There were no people whatsoever.

I'd completely lost my lucidity at that point, and the dream not ten seconds later.

This is one of my
Five-Star Dreams

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

A nice, detailed lucid that has to be one of my longest ones ever! I didn't do anything too epic in this dream except for a cool slow-motion sequence and a whole lot of observations, just to get back into the swing of things (I didn't want to try teleporting in this one, and unfortunately, I totally forgot about having a shared dream with members of the IOSDP).

I was in a room that was about fifteen by ten feet; it had tan-colored brick walls and dark, faded hardwood flooring. I'm surprised I could find a picture that depicts close to what the room looked like! It looked like the one on the right; I have adjusted the colors and saturation to how it appeared in the dream. It was darkly lit by one yellow lightbulb in the center of the varnished concrete ceiling, hanging from a short but twisted cord. The glow of pale yellow light was steady and unabated but it was still pretty dark. In the middle of one of the shorter walls was a normal, closed wooden door that was painted white. Against the opposite wall, and again right in the middle, there was a double bed. It had a metal frame with one rounded metal piece for a headboard, and reminded me of a crib. On top was a soft, plush white bedspread that was thicker than a duvet. Room in a psych hospital, perhaps?

I was lying on this bed, on my stomach with my head turned over to the right. There was no pillow; I was just resting on top of the bedspread with my head in the covers. Then, I suddenly felt extremely relaxed and almost felt like I was going to fall right through the bed - sleep paralysis. However, in the dream, I regarded sleep paralysis as a terrifying, mental abnormality that shouldn't happen to anyone. I sensed an unknown figure made of black smoke walk over to my bedside and stick a small, very thin needle into my arm, right where I'd receive a shot at the doctor's.

I freaked out; my breathing became erratic and fast, which was very realistic for being in a dream. The episode ended shortly after, when the needle was removed from my arm. I burst out from the bed and ran to the door; I recall the hardwood floor being extremely smooth, without any spaces between the boards or indents. I opened the door to a whole other section of building. This wasn't an insane asylum or anything, but a house that was positioned right next to my school! I had emerged from the room with the bed, into a short, wider hallway which opened up into a central area. This was the second floor. There was a set of crappy-looking, broken stairs going up to a single-room third floor, and a set at the end of the room that went down to the first floor. They looked like they disappeared into the wall, though, because there wasn't enough room for the staircase to change directions. Below is the basic layout of the floor, along with a shaded section for the third floor above it.

The whole place was lit normally. The floor had nice, lighter hardwood and some accent rugs here and there, all rectangular in shape. Although the stairs leading up to the third floor (closed off by a metal door at the top of these stairs) were broken and cracking, and the set going to the first floor were concrete and didn't match the rest of the floor, the place had a warm atmosphere. I felt welcomed. However, I had to tell someone about what I just experienced while lying on the bed.

There were many people in the open room here; one person was at a round table made of polished wood, like you'd see in a small kitchen. There was also a group of six or seven people clustered around two windows on the far wall. They were large and slightly rectangular (horizontally) in shape, and if you were to look outside, you'd see the parking lot for my school, and the school off to the left. The house and school were connected. Outside, it was dark. Nighttime. The door on the wall adjacent to the two windows led to a relatively large bathroom.

Among the cluster of people, I saw a rather grizzled man with pale peach skin that had almost a grey tone to it.

"Hey," I said, slightly desperate and afraid.

He turned around to face me and walked over to where I was standing. I knew this man was very kind and didn't think for one time that he was weird or off-putting, although in a real life situation, I may have avoided him.

I started to talk. "I..."

Midway through my sentence, I suddenly became aware. "Whoa... holy crap. Am I dreaming?" I asked, stupefied and excited. I did a nose-plug reality check to confirm this, and my lucidity went up a bit more. For fun, I looked at the man, using dream control to make him answer the way I wanted him to.

"Am I really dreaming?" I asked, and he answered, throwing his arms up. "Yes!" he said excitedly.

"Awesome! ...Awesome!" I exclaimed and almost ran off without stabilizing or doing any thinking. I stopped myself and started to reason out what I'd do in this dream. "Maybe I should try and get to an airport." But then, I thought the better of it and decided to save that for a time when I was a bit more lucid, and maybe when I was in a brighter location. After all, it was nighttime outside, and in the past I've had difficulties teleporting to daytime areas when I was in a dark area.

"Stabilization. See how long the dream will last if I do lots of stabilization." I thought for a moment. "The bathroom," I then said, chuckling. "There'll be lots of stuff in there!"

I forgot all about the people, simply skipping past them and feeling how weird gravity felt. It didn't feel like I was being pulled down to the floor quite as much, but I wasn't floating at all; I simply felt a bit less heavy. The door to the bathroom was open, so I just pushed it open more and walked inside. The floor was pretty gross - it was made of colorful yellow tiles, each probably only two or three inches across, with dust in the grout between each of them. There were pale stains along the floor from water, or something. I really didn't want to know. Altogether, the room was a good 10x10 feet, with a long, single white bathtub on the right that had a long, white clear shower curtain to match. The curtain was half-open. The walls of the bathroom were beige and also had very faint stains, which I guessed were from water. In front of me, at the end of the room was a sink. The left wall, adjacent to the one that had the sink in front of it, had the toilet against it. The toilet was the cleanest thing in the bathroom, but I didn't notice an opening to the siphon or plumbing. It just looked like a big, toilet-shaped bowl (ignore the irony there).

I walked to the sink. Above it was a mirror, which was probably double the width of the sink with a fancy gold rim around it; this rim was a bit rusty and lightly scratched in some patches. I looked into it and saw myself - I looked as normal as I could have; I thought it was maybe just a trick of the dream and when I were to wake up, I'd realize I looked totally off, but upon closer observation, nothing changed. I looked like I did in real life, with the exception of my hair. It was slightly shorter than it should've been. I took my attention away from my face and looked past it to the rest of the room; I saw the door behind me, and the toilet on the... right? What?

I raised my eyebrow and turned around. The room had gotten smaller; now it was the side of a normal small bathroom. The toilet was now on the right of the sink instead of the left, and the room was half as long and wide as it was before. The door was mere feet away from me; I'm guessing about six or seven.

"Cool."

I then expected a shelf to be on the left wall. Turning to the left, I saw a thinner, rectangular white plank of wood coming out from the wall. On it were toiletries; I remember seeing Colgate toothpaste and a toothbrush, along with a men's electric razor. I picked up the toothpaste and it felt like a rock; the white and red tube didn't seem squeezable so I just put it in my right hand and rolled it around for a few moments. I ran my left hand against the wall and felt small bumps, like tiny pieces of grit and stones had been trapped behind the wallpaper. It tickled my hand so I took it off, and then I dropped the toothpaste. I then decided to get (slightly) creative and lick the wall. I did this and it didn't taste like anything. I then knelt down and licked the floor, figuring there was no harm in doing it, no matter how nasty it may have been. The floor didn't taste like anything either. I moved my tongue around and said "bleh". Getting up, laughing as I did, I then smelled the air. I picked up a trace of sandpaper, but that was it.

After sticking my nose out to smell the air, I rubbed my hands together and looked at them. I counted six fingers on my left hand, but it looked like it only had five, so I counted them again. It was a bit of a mind-bleep. My right hand was very weird; it had five fingers but my thumb was missing the middle segment; it just had the base part and the end where the fingernail was! Yuck! I was able to move it like normal after I stopped looking at it, though, as if it was back to the way it should've been. Finally, I stopped to hear any sounds I could pick up on. I heard very quiet, muffled windchimes, but although the sound was distant, it felt like it was coming from all around me. The sound was quiet enough not to bother me though, and it seemed to stop once I started heading back to the open door of the bathroom. I was now in the main room again, and the lighting had changed - all the lights were off, and the only source of light was from the moon outside, coming in through the windows. It was rather pretty, but...

"Wow..." I said, a bit frustrated. "There is no way I'm going to change this to daytime." I walked to one of the two windows; more specifically the one on the right, closest to the wooden table, and looked through the glass. It was surprisingly clear. I saw the parking lot, but it was two stories down. I also noticed there were no longer any people around in the room.

I shrugged and rested my hand on the glass, gradually pushing harder on it until the whole piece of glass just fell down onto the ground. I then stepped up onto the windowpane, first with my right foot and then my left, and pushed off, jumping into the air. I didn't float at all for once, and simply fell back down really quickly like what would happen in real life, then landed on the asphalt with a low-pitched thud that almost sounded like breaking glass. I then looked to the left; in the moonlit darkness I saw the large front entrance to my school, so I began walking towards it.

Halfway there, I stopped to look up at the sky and I saw the moon, which was in a relatively normal location. Looking up even further, almost so that I didn't see anything on the ground anymore, I saw some tiny stars that were almost faded away completely. There were a few turquoise-colored streaks of clouds, which were also hard to spot. Most of them were near where the moon was. I didn't see a lot of details on the face of the moon itself; it was really just a white circle with some very light gray blots on it. I put my finger in front of the moon and dragged it downwards, towards the earth. I expected the sun to come up in turn, and for the entire sky to get brighter. However, even though the moon moved with my finger, the sun didn't come up and only a patch of sky above the school got brighter. Then again, I'd never been very good at changing the sky.

"Brighten the sky," I shouted commandingly. Nothing happened.

"Whatever, be that way," I said in the tone a parent would say to an unruly child, and waved my hand off towards the sky. I walked to the school and when I got there, I opened the furthest left of four wide doors that each consisted of only a metal frame and a big pane of glass. The door wasn't locked, but it would've been in waking life. I walked into the atrium, which was the main area of the school that spanned upwards for three stories, and led to, essentially, all the different classrooms.

The main section of the school, right when you walk in, consists of a large, long atrium with a triangular glass roof, which allows for much light to enter the school, making it fairly airy and bright. Classrooms are on the left and right of this atrium, and near the entrance there's a large set of stairs on the right, just before the classrooms begin. The main tones in the building include light beige, light eggshell blue tiles, and accents of paler turquoise, such as on the window frames and stair handles.

The place was actually lit very well; I looked up through the glass roof and saw the dark night sky, but didn't care, so long as I could see inside the building, which was bright. I passively traveled down the atrium and saw many different people walking around, but I didn't recognize anyone in particular. However, since I knew that I couldn't get to an airport and create an amazing chase scenario from here, immediately I decided that I just wanted to raise hell in this dream, by any means necessary. At this point, I'm not even sure if I cared whether I woke up or not. This dream was already longer than the majority of my other lucids, and I knew this.

I crossed my arms and stood in the middle of the area for a couple moments. I wanted to fight and bring a whole mass of bad guys down on me.

My gaze then flicked to the side as I imagined (without actually hearing anything) a twig snapping outside the school entrance. I breathed out quickly, acting like I'd been surprised, and then widened my eyes as I heard a group of men entering the atrium behind me, through the glass doors I'd just gone through. I spun around and, without visualization at all, saw that they were wearing dark gray and black S.W.A.T. outfits.

"Man, I'm sick of these S.W.A.T. teams," I said, out of character for a moment and just complaining about the dream.

"Oh well," I then said in a lighter tone. Back in character again, I saw a man in the middle hold a gun up to eye level and shuffle a few steps towards me. The gun he was holding looked like it was made entirely of lightweight metal, almost exactly like the one on the left. He was aiming for me and before I could do anything dream control-wise, he shot at me. I jumped up and curved backwards, just in time as the slower-than-normal bullet whizzed right underneath me. My jumping movement was fast, but as I arced backwards it became slow motion, which was an amazing sensation. I wasn't paying attention to the man who shot me anymore, and was simply taking note of how when I tried to move my arms, it would be like moving through a viscous liquid. I didn't try to move my legs, which felt like they were numb and floating. The slow-motion sequence ended in about ten seconds and instead of continuing to curl backwards and end with a backflip, I kicked my legs from in front of me to underneath me, and I landed upright.

I looked at the men and raised my chin, daring them to shoot again, but the dream faded.

I woke from a non-lucid dream, and tried to go back to sleep. I did so and became instantly lucid. I examined my hands, rubbed them together and said, "Stabilize lucidity NOW!" and "I am lucid, the world is vivid." I didn't yell it (until later). It seemed to work. I walked out of the room I was in, along the corridors, and realized a horde of zombies was coming at me from across the hallway. With a sweep of my hand I said, "Make this place a nice place." Everything turned nice - the grey/crimson-ish walls became green and pink, even though the zombie-turned-nice-people were still hunched and going "Groar".

I turned and walked away, looked at my hands and YELLED, "Stabilize lucidity now - I mean NOW!" I remember worrying if I was actually yelling this while sleeping, and if my parents could hear me. I remember someone in a red shirt, then the dream began to close in. I tried to see my hands, but it was darkness coming from the top and bottom of my vision. I lost lucidity but I struggled and it came back. I went down to the lobby of the hotel. Sex with Syn in mind, I told myself to go to a beach, and fell backwards while imagining a beach dreamscape. But when I hit the floor, a blue error screen with the black pixelated words "The Rev wants you to end this" appeared. I got up, and the black hotel lobby guy also told me it was time to end.

I was shocked and ran out of the lobby into a skiing place. I ran around the hills yelling, "The Rev! Where are you?" Then I saw, at the front gate, my classmates and strangers surrounding the squirrel in a carriage that I knew was the Rev's reincarnation (from the previous dream). A stranger said, "Don't move!", but I think we let him escape.

Later I walked up a hill to an exit of the ski park with Victor and a Nathan-like guide, telling them about what had happened. On my way I saw a suspicious-looking guy in a red shirt whose head looked like it was cut out of cardboard. Nathan said that on his way here there was also someone who told him he should "start over". He shrugged.

Then I had a false awakening in the hotel room where the dream had started. I remember picking up my dream journal and seeing it shared with my math notebook. There were so many interjected math notes between the dreams that I tried to find a new DJ. Then I actually woke up and realized I didn't share my DJ with any other notebook.

Not dream Non lucid Lucid
4:30-10:00 PM
While trying to do a MILD during a nap, I successfully slipped from half-wake to dream state. First accidental WILD. I was relaxing and had a hypnagogic hallucination that I was hovering just above my bed. Then a dream scene enveloped me and I was instantly lucid without dreamsigns/RC's. Little to no rush. I was in a small dark beige-colored room with a door in front of me. It lasted 5 seconds before I turned to face another wall and slowly realized the wall was my bedroom ceiling.

Reading web news about Syn making a choice to leave A7X. "My Quit or ??? Departure". Talking about them moving base between 2 cities and Syn's difficulty with that.

1:00-4:00 AM
I learned about stabilization on DVChat and vowed to try it in my next LD.

4:00 AM - 10:00 AM
Longest LD I've ever had to date - felt like around an hour. I don't remember much of the plot, only fragments of the whole dream, which I'm sure is 1 dream. I got lucid in a walled area, but forgot how (no RC's or dreamsigns, and no rush.) When I became lucid, I realized I had to stabilize and maniacally touched the walls and floor. It worked! The dream felt stable. I spun around to make sure the dream lasted and it did. (I went on touching floors and walls in the rest of the dream to prolong it. At one point I remember yelling "Stabiliiiiize~~!!" when I reached an indoor room and started pawing the walls.) I left the building into an open field and started successfully doing control. I made the ground turquoise and the clouds red. (Though I thought "sky: red", only the clouds turned red.) I did many more color changes that I can't remember. Most amazingly though was telekinesis. I could make small objects rise with mind command, and with what I now call a "finger flick" (a flick of my left index), make them fly in the pointed direction.
Next bits are bits and pieces of what I did in the dream in no plot order.
- I succeeded summoning Gates! I was in a computer lab of some sort and used passive control. I believed and knew he was sitting in the row behind me. I turned and there he was. (In the attire of the purple lazer pic) I went to him and tried to think of a good opening line, and told him I was looking for someone named Synyster Gates. Crafty bitch pointed to a midget bent old lady and said she was Synyster Gates. I had no idea what to say. He took me to her and we were brought out of the room. I later brought her back but Gates was gone.

-A game show where people had some cards in front of them. I turned invisible and used telekinesis and the finger flick to chuck the cards around.

-I teleported myself backstage to an A7X concert.

-I showed off telekinesis/finger-flick skills to Wong Lee and others. Victoria wasn't too impressed. I remember walking on an expansive field and walking onto a construction site on a gigantic red squishy tomato where Ivy was working. I left and worried if I should wake up, since I thought I was asleep at school during lunchtime and was probably missing some classes. But I thought it would be a waste, so I spun and continued. Victoria came over and I told her I was in a dream and showed telekinesis (failed on large objects, succeeded on small). She asked me about the major project and I said "Later" but felt bad for procrastinating. I went into an apartment bottom with her and used the finger flick to make a fan on the ceiling spin so quickly it lighted up. Lotty was there too and warned that it was releasing sparks. While exclaiming, I got hit with the falling sparks - it stung.

-A domestic helper I didn't recognize talked about a new bra. My mom told me she'd bought a new pushup. I used passive control to make my boobs bigger and wore the new grey pushup.

Wake.

Notes:
Longest, best-control LD to date (b/c of stabilization techniques). First attempt at and success at stabilization.
Dream accomplishments: Stabilization, significant passive control, summoning person, large-scale color change, telekinesis.