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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Did some mantras before going to bed last night, and it paid off! I had another Lucid finally, it's been almost two weeks since last time. Never underestimate the power of MILD.

22.10: Sleep

05.10: Evil kids won't leave me alone MILD
I'm in my mom's house. My mom's upset for some reason and she keeps yelling at me. I yell back. She walks around the room and starts yelling again. I run up to her and yell the same words back in her face and we both start laughing. She seems to have a serious mental illness. Her dog Igor and my grandma's dog Lady starts wrestling on the floor. My dad cheers them on. I can hear my brother coming home and my mom starts yelling again. "You are not allowed to go into the sauna wet, only dry! I don't want to see any water at all!"

Dream skip. Not sure how I ended up infront of the house, but I'm lucid and I'm holding my hands up. The house is on fire. I focus and make the fire stronger by will.

Dream skip. I wake up in my bed. I look at the time, 09.30. "Strange, I've only slept for a few minutes since going back to sleep." I get up and remove some keys from my key hanger which doesn't really exist. It's crooked aswell and I start touching it.

I turn lucid just like that. "Cool, two lucids in one night!" I say out loud.

Dream skip. I'm walking down a path in the middle of a neighbourhood. There's a pine hedge all around me when I spot an outdoors toilet. I get in and do my thing, I look down at my hand. I count eight fingers or more and have to recount them after "feeling" the dream a bit, it's too real to be a dream.

Yup, I'm dreaming alright, sweet! Two kids show up, apparently I forgot to close the door, and when I look around I notice there are no walls. I'm still doing the number two though. The boys seems to be curious, a brown haired one around six and a white haired one around ten. I get a brilliant idea. "So, how does it feel to be a dream character, a part of me?" Halfway through the question, the white haired boy starts grinning and I can see his entire mouth is filled with pointy teeth, he looks quite evil.



He hesitates for a moment before replying. "You should ask Linus." That's a weird answer. "Linus who?" I say, and say a coworkers full name. "Yeah him, he's going to make a list." I have no idea what he's talking about and I keep on taking my crap, somehow it never is enough. We talk about something more but I can't recall what, all of a sudden the dream collapses around me and everything goes black.

I focus with all my might on the ground. I rub it with my hands and a sliver of vision returns. My vision gets better by the second and soon I'm back fully. "Gotta focus on the dream boys!" I say and do a noseplug RC, cool I can breathe. I look at the different plants around me, everything looks greener than in real life. I try to forget about my sleeping body.

All of a sudden everyone starts running away and a small kid in a dark red robe with the hoodie pulled up appears. I'm in some kind of tag game and I start running. I run around the nearest house and stop at the back. The kid comes up and I've had enough of that evil little brat, getting chased in a Lucid sucks. I grab the kid by his throat and lift him up. I enter the door next to me and a man in his fifties, trying to fend off another kid, tries to stab me with a knife.

I grab the knife inches from my face with telekinesis and the man is paralysed with fear. I forget about the kid I was holding as I enter the living room. Seems like there is another kid in here, harrassing the woman. I decide to show off my powers and make the knife spin around a bit, aswell as an unopened beer. I try to open the beer with the knife but I break away the metal thingy. I stab the beer and take a sip.

The woman is standing in the stairs, just as afraid as her husband was. I've got a firm hold on her leather bag with telekinesis as I make the knife spin around her head, very close to her eye. Her bag is made up of strange patterns and black beads. I read the bag and from it I get that she has had pheasant for lunch. My alarm wakes me up.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! My recall of the first part wasn't very good, I couldn't get more than a few scenes here and there and I have a hard time connecting the dots. Anyways it was cool to have another Lucid again, next time I'll try to focus on my "Fight" task.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Actually it's almost night time. Just got home from sunny Gran Canaria and even though I intended to take a week off dreaming, I couldn't do it... Yes, I am addicted. Still, it's pretty hard to ignore those awesome dreams you've just had and when you have unlimited sleeping time, it's kinda hard to resist getting lucid. Oh well, I had some really fucked up dreams, and five lucids in total. Here's what I dreamt.

6/5 - Short fight DILD
*I'm fighting two guys when I realise I'm dreaming. They still come at me though and I half-heartedly hope they won't hit me. Their punches stops before they hit me, sweet!

8/5 - Finding my sword MILD
*I'm sitting at a table with three older guys. I have a gun in my hand, and one of them is telling me to shoot him. I check the mag, it's full of bullets. I shove it back in and cock the pistol. I put the gun against the man's neck. "What if this isn't reality" one of the other two asks me. "What if we're dreaming right now?" I say and look at my hand.

I realise I'm dreaming as I count seven fingers. I have a task set in mind already, to find a sword of some sorts. I leave the gun on the table and walk over to the corner. I see a bucket filled with different umbrellas and I know there will be a sword somewhere in there. I search around for a while until I see something wrapped in plastic.

I grab the plastic and I recognise the hilt of a samurai sword. I draw the blade from its hilt. It's a rather short, and very curved sword. I feel the edge and it's razor sharp. One of the men starts talking. He wanted to die didn't he? I slice him right in the face several times and step back. Nothing happens! Either the sword is extremely sharp and a shove will make him fall to pieces, or it's defect.



Looked like this only alot nicer and with a samurai hilt. The sharp edge was on the outside aswell.

8/5 - Flying MILD
* I'm standing on a platform far up in a tree. Several orcs or something similar is coming up through the hatch and I slam a wooden rod into the leader, knocking him off the thing. The rest gets kicked down the ladder. Monica is on a platform nearby. I look behind me and spot a green house with its attic doors open. I jump to it and Monica aswell. We close the doors and windows and await the creatures. I can barely see anything, but I can hear them crawling outside all around us.

"Meat! Give me blood!" my father howls and hammers at the wall from outside. He's one of them. I try to scrape up some meat from the floor with my fingers but I'm just left with some blood. Monica picks up a spine, opens up a window and throws it out. We run to the back of the attic as fast as we can and sneak out through a small door. Down on the ground I can see the creatures just around the corner, I also spot a hole in the hedge infront of us. "Won't they hear us?" Monica asks anxiously. "No, don't worry" I say and run for it.

We keep our heads down while running as fast as we can. I look behind us from time to time to make sure no one is following us, no one is. Two skyscrapers appear ahead and we walk in between them. A few boulders are in the middle of the yard and we duck behind them. I spot someone in the window and I'm sure it's a spy of my mother. I crouch down even more. Suddenly I hear voices.

"I bet they went to the hockey hall" my dad says. Please make them go there I pray for a second. The voices disappear.

I turn lucid. Monica's next to me and we each have a shovel in our hands. I sit down on it, like a witch would a broom, and try to fly. It's not working. I try and try but it's not working. I know I can fly without it, but Monica can't fly on her own. Perhaps I should just leave this stupid DC and fly on my own? I decide to give it a few more tries, and soon I'm flying.

It feels even cooler than flying without anything at all. We both fly around the hills and up in trees, getting cherry blossoms all over. I lean to the right and I fly to the right, the wind blowing in my hair. We arrive at a few more buildings and I fly up one of them. I realise the dream has lasted for a very long time. I don't even care if I wake up by now, would rather not lose my recall.

10/5 - Wtf? MILD
*I'm with my sister Malin in a house. The enemy is in the room next to us and out on the balcony. Malin has some awesome machine gun and she blasts the other room without even looking. She forgets the lock on the gun and it keeps on firing. I have to duck to not get my head blown off. I take the gun from her. I enter the room and spot a guy outside the window, I shoot him in the face with ease. This gun is great! I exit the door leading out to the balcony and it's a wooden dock. Another guy gets his face blasted and I step out onto the dock. I hear a splash and quickly turn around and shoot, my wife. She's hit in the throat. "I forgot you're not supposed to make a noise like that around you" she says, dying infront of me.

I refuse to let this happen and rewind the entire dream. I shoot the first guy and then exit the door and shoot the second.

I realise I'm dreaming.

Spoiler for Wtf? 18+:

A girl right next to me is sunbathing naked. Her sun-tanned body glistening in the sun. I rub her perfect ass for a while, I intend to have sex! She gets up on all four, but there is something brown inside her pussy. Uhm okay... Please don't let it be shit. I imagine it being a brown dildo instead and I pull it out.

I lose the dream, but I don't wake up. All of a sudden I'm crawling on a road. I can feel and see the hot asphalt under me for a few seconds.

11/5 - Ohoy! I'm a super... villain? MILD
*The dream before was about Entropia Universe, a game in which you can collect ore in by mining. This dream is just forming around me and I'm inside of a computer shop. My friend Eric walks in. "Hey Eric! Check it out, I'm not in the dream yet" I say and the second later after taking a step through the alarm beams:

"But now I am!" I have just done some kind of Dream WILD again. Monica is there with me and she is going to mine some ore. I need to find her an orefinder. It looks just like a laptop, only it's green. I know I won't find one there and I don't intend to waste time walking around trying to find one. I grab a regular laptop. "This will do" I tell her and walk towards the alarm beams again. I see a few people holding computer screens and other laptops. Damn thieves! Apparently we're not out of the store yet, and I walk up to one of the big glass windows. I break it with telekinesis and an enormous CD disc falls down from the roof. I grab it with my right hand using telekinesis.

"Now it begins" I say and laugh out loud. I leave the store and head left. We're in a shopping mall and standing in the middle of the main walkway going through it. People are running from something on the right, and to the left is different shops with stands outside of them. I reach out violently with both hands and the stands furthest away explode in a cascade of glass and debris. The huge CD shoots away from me and cuts most of the people in its way in half.

I make a clawing motion with my hands and bring back my arms, the rest of the stands gets completely demolished and the disc comes zooming back. Everyone has been cut in half, not a sound escapes anyone, all I can hear is glass shattering. Monica is right behind me, her powers are meant for something else. We're some kind of super villains I guess. We take a right after a few meters.

There's not much to destroy here, but I spot an escalator and I reach out with my hand. With a single squeeze I leave the escalator deformed out of repair, and glass everywhere. A dead end, another window to break. I break it and realise this window leads out of the building. I bring the disc to our feet and we get on. I make it fly and Monica starts sending text messages. We fly over the front of the building; a roundabout with a few flags in the middle of it, and lots of people entering the mall. Some look up at us while we fly over their heads.

A forest appears and I decide to fly low to keep the dream stable. If I don't focus on anything I will lose it. Monica keeps texting and I'm a bit annoyed. I avoid as many trees as possible but soon the dream starts to fade.

Amount of sleep: 9+ hours every day

That's it! If you're wondering why most dreams were so dark, I think I know why. My current goal is to take over a kingdom with the powers I have, and I really need an opponent to fight. I have been a God practicly in most my lucids and I want competition! I need someone or something to spar against and test my powers. So, one of the goals I have at the moment is to fight someone, this makes most my dreams about fighting somehow.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Well, it all started in my middle school. Everyone was all scared because of a guy in a purple cape (who abducted my sister) was chasing after us. Me and my friend from middle school were running away from him together. When we were in a large hallway on the 1st floor where the lockers are, (It was so crowded that the guy in the purple cape didn't see us), my friend told me to go back home to get swimming trunks (i dont know why):confused: but anyway, i decided to go back home to get them, but i was hoping that he was gonna be ok. So, i opened a window and flew in the direction to go home. While flying, i had a weird sensation that i was dreaming. So, i landed at an intersection where the Marlboro Public Library was and the 3 roads connecting Route 520 and Wyncrest RD. I then realized that i was dreaming and got pretty excited, but i didn't wake up. Everything looked SOOO CLEAR!!! :dreaming: i tried to shoot a Kamehameha (from DBZ) at a nearby tree, but it didn't shoot out so well. it shot out as a little ball with a tail at the end. So then, i found another nearby tree and used Telikenesis to move it back and forth. i just moved my hand back and forth and the tree branches moved too. i then chrunched up my fingers and the tree branches crunched up tight and destroyed itself!!! :evil: But then i remembered my friend back at the middle shcool and tryed to rush home, but i woke up. After waking up, i was so excited that i had my 1st LD! I wrote everything down and my excitement lasted me the whole morning!

I have been posting all my dreams in the shared dreaming student work book for months but now that they deleted it I have to go back to posting my dreams here. I actualy really got acustome to posting them there. Anyways here is my dream from thursday in which I completed the basic task of the month. I should have posted it sooner but I was lazy.

05.05.2011

May 2011 Task of the Month (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was lucid in my room. Maby from a FA but I rarely remember the begining of FA lucids anymore. I thought about taking my bo staff with me this time but changed my mind. I walked down the hallway and thought maby I should find my dream guide or do the task of the month. I should do the task of the month, its easy and I can get it done early. I walked past the mirror and into my family room. I picked up an orange off of the kitchen counter and layed it in the palm of my hand. I concentrated on making it levitate with telekinesis/psychokinesis. It lifted up in the air easier than ever. I floated it around the room and then went outside.

I was supprised to see AndresLD there. I should have tried to confirm a shared dream but instead I told him I just did the basic task of the month. He didn't seem amused so I threw the orange at his head. I then pulled it back to my hand with my mind. I thought that was cool and kept doing it like it was a yo yo. Andres got annoyed at me. I thought it might be fun to have a dream battle with him so I asked him if he wanted to fight. (I think I forgot this part for a second. I remember a fragment of sword fighting but don't remember if it was in this dream. Andres would have trasformed into his Fierce Diety Link form and I would have summoned my master sword.) I remembered that I still needed to do the advanced task and looked up at the moon. (which was in the rong side of the sky like it always is in my dreams.) I told Andres I needed to do that first. I wondered what would happen if I crashed the moon into the earth while I was still standing on it. Before I could try to do it with psychokinesis Andres explaimed that it was easy and lifted up his hands toward the sky. I looked up at the moon and it grew in the sky alarmingly fast! I shouted out for him to stop but before I could the moon went down below the horizon. I expected to feel something like an earthquake and the earth to explode but nothing happened. I wondered why that happened and realized now I wouldnt be able to do the advanced task that night. I yelled at Andres and he flew off. I tried to hold him back with telekinesis/psychokinesis. It held him still for a second but he broke free and flew away. I wondered what I should do now. I flew up into the sky and thought about flying into space but thought there wasn't much of a point without the moon. I suddenly destablized and woke up from my mom coming into my room. I still had an hour left before I had to get up so I went back to sleep hoping for another lucid.

April 22, 2011
Lucid Dream 222: A Day at the Range
Series: Friends, Episode 11
DILD
around 1:00pm



The first part of the dream I remember, I was at one of my house parties. The night was winding down and I was wasted. I was passing out on one end of the couch and Cliff was passing out on the other end. I told him that I would try to find him in the lucid dream I was about to have. We talked about lucid dreaming for a bit and I then closed my eyes. I immediately started seeing HI/HH and completed a brief transition into a WILD.

I got up off the couch and woke up Cliff. I told him we were dreaming. He then went and woke up my friend J-Dub and told him the same. We exited the house and I told them to follow me. I took flight and they followed. I flew for a while until I noticed something interesting. It was a driving range. I figured it would be cool to hit some golf balls in a lucid dream. We landed and there was a golf bag sitting nearby. There was also a row of bleacher behind us. There was a whole crowd of people on the bleachers watching everyone at the driving range. We started hitting golf balls and then using our lucidity to make them catch fire, travel an ungodly distance, or travel in crazy patterns.

After hitting a few golf balls, we decided to mess with the other golfers around us. I walked up behind one guy and every time he swung, I used telekinesis to knock the golf ball off the tee and he would miss. After missing several times he got pissed off. He teed up the ball and perform a very quick swing. He connected and I used telekinesis to send the ball straight up into the air. He was looking down range for his ball when I slammed it on top of his head and knocked him out. He collapsed on the ground and just laid there. I walked down to another golfer. It was actor, Richard Griffiths (Vernon Dursley from Harry Potter). I decided to mess with him a bit.

I turned to find Cliff and J-Dub, but didn't see them. I called out for Cliff a couple times and he came around the corner and said he was pissing on some golfers. I said to him, "Let me borrow your boat horn for a minute." He then reached in his pocket and pulled out a small boat horn. Just before Richard swung through the golf ball, I blew the boat horn. He hit the very top of the ball and it bounced a total of about 20 feet. He looked pissed, but didn't say anything. He teed up another golf ball and this time, I put the boat horn right next to his ear and blew it. He about fell over and shanked the golf ball completely sideways. The whole crowd on the bleachers behind me started laughing. He pulled a remote with a single red button on it out of his pocket. He pushed the button and a fire alarm started going off around us.

All of the people in the bleachers started to panic and yelled, "Fire! Everybody run for your lives!" They all scrambled and some of them fell off the bleachers. People all around started running toward their cars. As I watched them run around like mad, I felt something solid slam into my head. Richard had hit me in the head with his driver. I stumbled a bit and it actually hurt a little. Now super pissed off, I turned and started beating the shit out of Richard Griffiths. I told J-Dub to get the biggest driver he could find. I had knocked out Richard Griffiths and set him up on top of a tee. I told J-Dub to send him over the mountains. J-Dub performed the happy Gilmore swing and launched Richard into the air. He flew beyond the outer fence and landed somewhere in the woods.

We decided to make a change in location. I took flight and the two of them followed me. We flew around for a while and was about to land on top of a nearby mountain when I felt the dream fade and I woke up.

Upon waking up, I realized that I had been dreaming the entire time. I had actually WILDed within the dream. So, I classified it as a DILD.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

April 17, 2011
Lucid Dream 220: Munchies
Series: Friends, Episode 10
DEILD



....I completed my DEILD and found myself laying in the floor. I stood up and noticed I was in some random house. Cliff and Chris R were there, along with a couple of DCs that I didn't recognize. I stood up and perform some quick stabilization. The door bell rang and one of the DCs answered it. There was a pizza man standing at the door holding a pizza. The DC handed him a 100 dollar bill and I thought, "That is a bit much for a pizza isn't it?" The DC closed the door and turned back to me. He said, "Now, it is time for the best smoke on this side of Alaska!" He opened up the box and there was bag of some very nice looking bud. The entire bag of weed was in pellet-like buds. I jumped up and said, "Lets smoke this shit out of the Wooly Mammoth!"

I walked around the house looking for the largest smoking device I could find. I walked into one room and saw like 30 different glass pieces. I wanted to smoke out of them all, but I resisted. I looked around a bit more and opened up a closet. In there, I found a glass bong that stood over 6 feet tall. I brought it into the room and set it down on the floor in front of the couch. I stood up on the couch, so I could hit this massive beast of bong. One of the DCs was about to light it for me when I said, "Don't bother!" I held out my hand and he handed me the lighter. I lit the lighter up and then used my other hand to grab the flame. I then dropped the flame down and it hit in the stem perfectly. I took a massive rip from the gigantic bong. With a wave of my hand, the stem pulled/flew from the bong and a DC caught it. I was instantly high as a kite.

The two unfamiliar DCs were amazed with my flame drop and stem trick. I told them I was simply, magical. Cliff and Chris looked at me weird and then performed nose pinch RCs. I could tell they had now became lucid as well. The others took turns hitting the mammoth as I walked around the house a bit, trying to figure out where it came from. I examined it, but I determined that it had been completely created by my mind. I didn't even notice a familiar room. I walked back into the living room and one of the DCs was eating some chips. He looked around and said, "None of you guys bought your own munchies?" I said, "Motha fucker, if I get hungry I'll go out and kill me a farm animal...like a goat!" Cliff and Chris laughed, but the DC seemed concerned. He said, "You can't just kill a goat!?!" I then proceeded to tell him the "jungle law" from the live action Jungle Book movie. I said, "Yes I can. You kill to eat or to keep from being eaten. That is the jungle law." The DC seemed enlightened by my words.

After a few moments, I started feeling hungry. I looked around the room and saw a black goat just randomly standing in the corner of the room. I grabbed the goat and it was trying to bite me. It had huge canine-like teeth, so I grabbed it behind the neck to keep it from biting me. I then walked around the house looking for a knife. I found a pizza cutter and I carried the goat back into the living room. I slammed it on the coffee table and slit its throat with the pizza cutter. I then cut open its chest and stomach. I reached in with my hand and pulled out its heart. The heart felt like it was nerf. I took a bite and the texture was that of a nerf football, but it tasted like a juicy steak. Everyone around me reached into the goat and pulled out some organs which also appeared to be made of nerf foam.

After eating a bit, Cliff told me he wanted to teleport to a different scene. I told him I would make a portal for him. He said he wanted to go see Mickey Mouse. I waved my arm in pretty ridiculous manner. After waving for a bit, I managed to open up a fairly small portal on the wall of the house. I told Cliff he just had to take off running and dive head first into the portal. He backed up and took off running toward it. He dove, but missed the portal completely. He passed through the wall. I looked out the nearby window and saw him soaring through the air. He landed in the parking lot below and then took flight and flew off into the distance. I felt the dream slipping and I just allowed myself to wake up.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! That was a cool night. I had been working alot on my awareness and RC's during the day, and did some mantras just before bed. It resulted in two lucids and the last one was the longest I've ever had. Too bad my recall wasn't that great, also I wasn't thinking clearly all the time. Might have been why the dream was so long.

23.00: Sleep

05.10: Teleportation MILD
I'm walking uphill toward my appartment. I'm with my friend Felix and Monica. We stop outside of a building and I spot a cherry tree. I pick a few. "I wonder if I can use these for payment in those gumball machines" I say and hold up the hard seeds. We enter the building, a great lobby appears but there's no one around. We continue walking further into the what seems like a mall and arrive at the bottom of an escalator and infront of a few rows of clothes.

I get lucid and look around. There's people running around but I don't pay them any attention. I have my task firmly set in mind, teleportation. (I have been trying to teleport using portals, since that hasn't worked really, I decided to try spinning) I start spinning with my arms out from my body. It's not going as fast as I thought it would, but soon everything's a blur. I start imagining touching jungle leaves. I spin around for a few seconds and everything goes black, but my feeling is still there.

Suddenly I can feel something, it's like wood. My vision returns to me and I'm touching the walls inside of a small room. The walls are made of bamboo. "Well, I guess this will do" I say to myself. I look out of the window and there's a pool of water outside. A wall is on the other side and going along right next to it is a narrow pathway. People starts showing up, in a long line.

They start running and if I don't stop them, they will get me! I pick up a gun lying on the floor, some kind of automatic weapon and shoot away. There's no sound, no recoil, nothing. But people start falling down. I do this for a while, alternating weapons, shooting invisible shots. Some weapons are very effective, some not very so. Weapons in dreams never works properly...

05.10: Being a douche DEILD/MILD
I'm with my coworker Björn and some other guy in the middle of the street in some dusty town. (I can't remember what we've just done, but I've got a feeling the dream has already been going on for quite a while) Björn is about to wake up to re-join the dream, being lucid. "Do it during a nap, and you'll end up in REM right away. But hurry up, I'll probably wake up in a while" I tell him. He stands still for a while, nothing happens.

"I killed myself once with a sword to the chest to wake up. Only how can you be really sure you won't die for real? You might not be dreaming" I say. "Ok, getting out of a dream is hard" he says. "Dude, if you know you're in a dream, you're already lucid!" I say. Duh.

I slap his face to prove my point. "See?" I try to slap him again and again, he deflects my blows grinning like a fool. "Now slap me, it won't hurt". "Are you sure?" he asks uncertainly. "Yeah man, trust me, just slap me" I say. His hand is about to hit my face, but I easily dodge it to the side and jump back. "Hah!" I exclaim and stretch out my hand, intending to lift him up with telekinesis. It doesn't work. "God damnit!". I flip my hand and raise it, Björn's foot starts going upwards aswell.

"You always do that!" the guy next to me tells me as Björn's hanging upside down, struggling with the invisible cords while laughing. "The problem with Lucid dreams is recall. I mean everything looks so real and feels so real, it's just that I won't be able to remember it as clearly" I tell the other guy and he agrees with me. I look at my hand, I've got seven fingers and I grip the railing infront of me.

My brother's friend Tom appears out of nowhere. I feel like screwing around with him and lift him up with telekinesis. I throw him around gently and hold him upside down for a while. He tries to escape into a house but I catch up with him before he reaches the elevator. I make him fly outside again. Rinse and repeat. Tom is starting to get really mad and I have to keep him from coming at me now. "Can you cut it the fuck out?!" he yells at me. I put him down. "You've been doing this for twenty minutes, isn't it enough already?!"

I check my memory, damn he's right. I have been doing this for a very long time, and I feel bad. "I'm sorry man, I didn't think that people would care in a Lucid Dream. "Well, now you do!" he tells me angrily. I feel sorry for him and I feel like an ass. I pat him on the back and try to comfort him from the frightening experience. His back has some strange slime on it. "Hey Matte watch out!" he tells me and grabs my arm, pulling me away from the building. I look back and realise it's about to come down. A second later the balconies starts collapsing and there's only rubble left of the building.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Awesome lucids in the middle of the week. That's what I'm talking about. A bit foggy recall, I know the second dream had way more in the beginning, but I know I had a good time back then, that's what matters!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

03/05/2011
"Out to Clean Up the Streets"

I was on the streets of a suburban area. I have a vague recollection of a few different confrontations, within this setting. First, there was a gang of thugs who kept harassing my crowd. Then, at some point later, there were bomber planes swooping in and dropping ordinance all over the neighborhood area. I became lucid, among all these occurrences, and started messing around with telekinesis, just to be sure that this was all a dream; raising my hand to the sky and controlling the paths of some of these bomber jets with my mind.

Sometime while I was lucid, there was another scenario involving a run-in with thugs. I was with a few friends, and a car pulled into the area, machine gun fire spraying from within. The bullets screamed through the area where we had been standing, and I could feel them tearing into my lower body. It hurt a little, but not enough to take me down. They just left me kind of numb, fighting off the convincing atmosphere, and trying to hold onto my realization that none of this was really happening. I remember running out from behind a hiding spot - which I'd taken up instinctively - and trying to chase them down, being peppered with more bullets as the car sped away. Ultimately, the whole experience was too intense and unclear for me to completely take control and catch up to them. I trailed off to one side, falling behind, still feeling the lingering sensation of the imaginary bullets that had shredded through my imaginary body. I held my hands up in front of me, trying to hold onto the dream, and bringing everything back into an extreme level of clarity while looking at my features.

Time went by, and I was still lucid, having a conversation with some of the DC's I was hanging out with, earlier. I started levitating small objects with my mind, to try to prove to them that I was dreaming. We were in someone's house, and sitting around in the living room and I was getting a little bored, trying to think of something to do. Finally, I said that I was going to go after those guys that did the drive-by, again. One of these DC's was the most vocal about his skepticism of the whole lucidity thing. He said that I was stupid to even try going after the thugs, because he apparently thought I was going to die. I argued with him for a moment, telling him that he was acting just like all of the other oblivious DC's. I tried to explain to him all of the weird occurrences; the gang activity; the bombings; etc. It was all classic dream content. He wasn't buying it. Oh well. The last thing I remember about this moment was picking up one of the DC's little kids, to play with him for a minute, before I left.

Soon, I was back out on the street. I was looking around for the car that did the drive-by, and plotting out my course of action. I wanted to try something new, so instead of using telekinesis as a weapon, or looking for another weapon to take on, I decided to morph my arm into one...a rocket launcher. I had morphed my arm into a blade before, but never any complex machinery. It was almost effortless. I held my arm in front of me, passively visualizing a textbook transformation. My arm began to change and shift; smoothly and organically, in some places, but in sections and compartments, in others. Within a matter of seconds, I was wielding a red and yellow rocket launcher that looked like it was straight out of Unreal Tournament. The visual detail was just incredible. It looked completely unique, yet almost too incredibly intricate to have been made up, on the spot. Since my arm was the weapon, there was no trigger, so I pretty much 'willed' myself to shoot the weapon - and firing it was awesome. With one shot, a swarm of missiles scurried out of the barrel(s), screaming wildly out to a car that was parked on the street. All 3 or 4 missiles converged on the spot and blew the car to shit, lighting up the darkened streets and alleyways around me. I never ended up going after the thugs. I just walked up and down the street for a while, popping off rounds from this bad ass weapon.

Eventually, I had found another group of DCs, and I was showing off more lucid tricks to them. At one point, I drew a door on the wall with a marker or pencil, then I opened the door, revealing another door, inside. I then opened this new door, and found a slender, wooden beam which I slid out of the wall. It turned out to be a few feet long. After that, I stuck my arm in the hole it left behind, and continued pulling stuff out. Can't remember everything that I pulled out of the wall, though.



03/10/2011
Fragment
I was having a 'superspeed' foot-race, with family and friends. We were all crouched at the starting line, and everyone kept trying to cheat; jumping into false-starts and whatnot. I was able to get everyone to calm down just a little bit, but the start of the race was still ugly as hell; everyone stutter-stepping into their run, and no one really starting at the same time.

The actual race was amazing, though. We were tearing across the terrain like Sonic the Hedgehog; running so fast that, even when we got out to the ocean, we just kept on running over the top of the water. The whole thing actually had kind of a Mario-Kart feel to it. In fact, I think one of the characters was actually Mario, at one point. I believe it might have been Todd, but I'm not sure. All I know is that he was on my heels, the entire race.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a very cool night. I did a proper WBTB and took my remaining Calea with some G+C to see what would happen. It worked great! Broke my old record of three lucids in one night, with one. Also I'm once again not sure how I induced the first dreams. It was more of a MILD as I didn't hit SP from what I can remember and the rest was also some kind of DEILD/MILD.

23.00: Sleep

04.50: WBTB 25 minutes

05.55: Taking it slow MILD
I'm in an appartment building, walking up the stairs. A woman with a child appears infront of me, she has a wagon with her and she's dragging it backwards up the stairs. Why won't she just take the elevator? I patiently follow her. Up the top a door opens up and she enters it, leaving the kid and the wagon outside, blocking my way. I grab it and push it into the appartment.

I realise I'm dreaming and decide to head further up the stairs to see what's on the attic. I reach the top and the stairs twist and continue in a large room. They go from one corner at the bottom to the opposite one further up. I follow them and walk slowly, careful not to fall down into the nothingness next to me. I reach the top and push open the door. I'm very excited to see what's on the other side. Nothing. I get in and look around. There's a balcony and some stairs leading down into darkness, other than that it's just a grey room. There's nothing of interest keeping me in the dream, so it starts to fade.

I try to DEILD, I feel the SP taking over.

05.55: Snake DEILD/MILD
I get out of Monica's car in my home town's square which has been filled with sand. "Bye babe!" I say and close the door. I spot something moving behind the sand dunes and I realise it's a huge snake. It slithers away and curls up in a corner.



I walk over the sand and think about how to get rid of it. I try lifting it up with telekinesis but nothing at all happens. Ofcourse... I try to fly but taking off from the sand is impossible. Great, along with vividness comes bad control. I slowly walk up to it and decide to play around a bit. It lunges for my face as I get near and I jump away. I dodge its huge fangs for a minute or so before I'm bored. Just as it's about to bite me I ignore it and it transforms into a black cat. The cat runs away as fast as it can.

05.55: Shower sex MILD
I'm in the dining hall at work and I know I'm dreaming. My coworker Snusknicke is there. "You know when I'm dreaming, my wrists are fine" I say and grab his arms. He tries to wriggle free. "Watch it boy" he warns me in a mocking tone. We're actually good friends, who used to wrestle to show who was the stronger one. This is my chance of showing him who's in charge once again! I grab his throat and lift him up against the wall. Everyone around us laughs, including him. I take the nearest paper bin and shove his head down it and start to dry hump him. Everyone's laughing their ass off. The humping reminds me of something I've wanted to try out, to have lucid sex properly.

I let him go and head towards the locker room. We have girls working for us and I know someone will be in there. There are several people in shower cabins lined up, but there's no wall between them. I spot a girl at the end and she gets out of the shower. I walk to the end and remove the covers. She's not there, but instead two very hot blondes in their twenties. Even better.

Spoiler for 18+:

I walk up to the girl with her back to me and put my hands on her stomach and slowly run them downwards. She grinds her ass on my package and the feel of her waist makes me very aroused. She's got a little stubble but I don't care. I insert a finger and she moans. The other girl looks left out so I grab her aswell and turn her the same way and insert a finger in her aswell. They both seem to like it alot and so do I. I insert myself into the first girl and starts pumping away. I get off in seconds and the dream starts to collapse. I can hear my labored breathing, but I manage to hold the dream.

When everything clears up, the girls are gone and I'm alone in the shower. Some guy in the shower next to me is soaping up and is spitting alot. I leave the spitting man and head for the door. Perhaps I should grab some towels? I'm dripping wet. Why would I want to dry up in a lucid? I exit the door and enter a hallway. There's a mirror on the wall and I walk up to it. I check my reflection, which looks very realistic. Only there's something bugging my eye. It's inflamed and I scratch it a bit. I leave the mirror and head out another door. I intend to go to the Ninja World.

I'm in the stairwell of the building and I head down the stairs. It seems like I'm on the third floor and everything feels amazingly realistic. The cold, hard stone beneath my naked feet, the echoing sound of my footsteps. I rub my hands to make sure the dream lasts. After a while I arrive at the bottom and exit the building. It's night out and I'm all alone, I recognise the place as my friend's neighbourhood. I need something to make a portal on, and I decide to use KristaNicole's way of doing it. I turn around and walk up to the nearest wall and combine my fingers. I draw a door with them, imagining a white line appearing, anything.

Nothing happens. I start to sing to stabilize the dream a bit. First I yell as loud as I can but I can hear myself moaning in my bed so I lower my voice a bit, my voice echoes off of the walls. Suddenly I realise there IS something where I put my hands. A hatch of some kind has appeared out of the red wall. I pull a lever and it reveals what looks like an ATM, only with a hole you insert your hand in and a red button to push. There is black and yellow striped tape around it. I realise you put your hand there and push the button. Will I just be hanging unconscious with only my hand supporting me?

"Where would you like to go?" a woman's voice asks me. "The Ninja World" I tell the machine. "But ofcourse!" the machine answers and the current panels are removed and replaced with new ones. It makes a robot like sound when it moves and clicks to place. I can see a counter starting on 07.00 and is counting down. "Now you have only..." the voice says but I don't let it finish the sentance as I place my hand on the red button, eager to get going. Something holds my fingers firmly in place and injects something. I lose consciousness right away.

I'm on a bus, going through the jungle. I realise I've turned into a girl. The machinist voice appears in some speakers. "Unfortunately the only Manga we had available was "Soccom"". I can feel my fingers being squeezed in real life. I had them under my pillow.

07.00: Fragments
*I'm with my brother Martin down at the canal. We're fishing and I spot two huge red fishes in the water. "Hey look!" I say and point. Martin doesn't care. We talk about something.

*I'm watching a dad convince his dad, that his son is great at playing some instrument. The older dad has headphones on, and they were apparently connected to the grandson's instrument. I can see clearly though that the cord is connected to an mp3. The kid is just sitting there, drooling, crying. The older dad seems to be blind and he's fooled.

07.00: NASA MILD
I'm with my mom and my brother Martin. We walk up to a heavily guarded door and an overweight guy in an orange jumpsuit greets us. "Welcome, you can enter now" he tells us in a Russian accent. I remember us being denied access earlier. We're at NASA or some similar place. We head down a long corridor. It looks space-like and there are white, heavy doors on our right. "What about the radiation?" I ask him as I watch other people in protective suits. "Don't worry, not harmful anymore" he tells me. A door opens up for us and he urges us to go inside.

I know I'm dreaming, but decide to head into the room anyways. The door is closed and I'm left with my mom and bro. She hands me a glass of champagne and I happily accept it, swallowing it all in one gulp. It tastes very sweet. "Mom, check this out" I say and throw the glass behind me. She lets out a yelp. I grab the glass with telekinesis behind my back without looking just before it's about to crash. I give her a big smile. "Woooohooo!" I say and make the glass fly around in the room before she grabs it. My brother walks up to a toilet in the middle of the room, ontop of which lies a white tile.

Apparently the room was spinning very fast, but as we were inside, we didn't notice anything. Colours starts to appear on the tile and my brother makes a swirling pattern with his fingers. It looks amazing. The colours keep changing and soon we're all playing with the thing. I scratch my nails on it and blue lines appear.

I start to wake up, but I decide to try to DEILD once more. I end up in a very bad SP, with images of my room flashing before my eyes as my entire body is shaking. It reminds me of an epileptic seizure, but I try to ignore it. Books with different covers appear. "How to make portals" is one, the other one has Itachi from Naruto on it. I pick up a few papers on the floor whith my dreams written down on them. Monica gets up and I figure she's off to work. I try to lie still and make a dream appear, but after a minute I give up. I struggle to exit the SP and when I finally manage to do it, Monica's beside me, sleeping like a baby...

09.00: Fragment
*I'm talking to Monica and my dad. She asks me jokingly if I've recently had any sex. I tell her I have, in my dreams. "With anyone you know?". "No, someone random" I tell her. My dad looks hurt for some reason and I can see tears in his eyes. Monica's about to go home to her home town for a week. "Please, don't fight me now, just try to be happy" I tell her, I don't want to fight the day she's leaving.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: 200 mg B6 before bed. 1 tablespoon of Calea and 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB.

That's it! That was one cool night. Such vividness and stability of the dream. The supplements don't help much in inducing the lucids themselves for me, it's all about willpower and ofcourse a bit of placebo. But the quality and length of the dreams is improved alot, which makes it kinda hard when it comes to active control, but even nicer when you get something to work with passive control. I will have to do more proper WBTB's again, but I'm lazy.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

1.4.2011

Ruined (Non-lucid)

★★★★★

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

With gusto, I sprint across the cool, black asphalt, brown sneakers propelling me forward with every pounding step. The horde looms in the distance, row upon row of agile, intelligent zombies. Knowingly, I dash forward, weaving through cars, crimson, white, and purple, cutting to the right with nothing but STAR, my trusty yellow Nitefinder, in hand. Nay, the zombies aren't on my tail; they're right in front of me.

They mock me, as I slow down, off to their rightmost flank. What could I possibly do with such a small weapon, they wondered? Was I even worth the effort of a charge?

Stopping, stepping back, I know they're right.

Well, at least about the former.

With a smile, I raise my arms, and lift a dart from the ground, twenty paces away. The zombies look in astonishment as the dart floats of its own accord, and their jaws drop when it fires through the air, nailing one unfortunate zed in the face.

But still, they mock me.

One dart won't be enough.

Both arms, and countless darts, rise at my command. My eye lit with a fiendish glint, I can't help smirking at their shock. Even as they charge, I'm alight with joy, as my darts rain upon them, taking out their front line. But despite my barrage, many of them remain untouched, and now they're upon me, here to devour me.

FWIP.

A quick teleport puts me behind their ranks, where I continue to wreak havoc. Every time they get close enough to do something, I teleport away and attack from a different side. Eventually, it becomes too much for them.

They quit, walk away, deband themselves.

What have I done? Could it be I've singlehandedly ruined this Invitational.

My perspective cuts away. . .

______________


A girl walks along the same black asphalt I had run upon earlier. As she goes, she breaks the rear windows of every car she can. Another girl, part of the same horde I had just forced into ruin, goes to stop her, asking her what's wrong.

The first girl replies, “You know, when the game's on I can keep it under control; I can stay sane,” she rubs at her face, smearing the black ash covering her cheeks and forehead, “But now look what's happened. . .”

The second girl, yelling, remanding, starts: “That doesn't mean you—” but she's cut off as a knife pierces her pink skin-tight shirt and enters her gut. With a thump, she's lying on the ground, as the ash faced girl smirks and walks away. . .

______________


What have I created?

Years have passed since that fateful day, but the terror, the crazed female killer, remains at large. As her creator, I'm tasked with her extermination.

______________


We meet on a field of dead grass, my sword drawn, a machete with a complex, elegant, two-handed, design, her knives at the ready. In a flash of steel, we clash, crossing blades, determined to end the life of the other.

But alas.

The dreams fades.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! It's not everyday you can sleep in on a Friday. Thought I would dream more though, but a lucid is always fun. I'm also pretty confused about how I induced it, I think I WILD'ed by "accident".

23.00: Sleep

05.30: WBTB 5 minutes

09.00: Fishing with Monica WILD
A neighbourhood appears out of nowhere. I imagine walking around on the streets, it feels more like a very strong thought. I imagine being chased and soon people are coming from all directions. I have to focus and run away as fast as I can. I dodge them easily, the dream becoming more and more vivid. I head up a hill and slow down time. With time slowed down I get on all four and run like an animal. It's like I'm trying to run in jelly. I look behind me and one guy is closing in on me still. I jump away as he lunges for me and start running normally again. The hill levels out and I run for a while on the road going next to a big lake.

I spot Monica up ahead and I stop next to her. "Hi!" I say and grab her ass. "Hi babe!" she says and mimicks me. I look behind us at the two pursuers and wave my hand, making them suddenly fly off the road into the water. I look back at Monica and realise she's horny. I can feel something stir inside of me aswell. "You're not the real Monica" I tell her and leave her on the spot.

I start running again and soon I spot the real Monica sitting by the water on a rock. She's fishing. I kiss her and sit down behind her and put my arms around her body. "You've got a nibble" I say and watch the bobber move around. "No I haven't" she tells me. "Yes you do!". I pull the fishing line. I can feel a fish on and I start to reel it in. "See?". I hand her the line and she pulls up a small seabass.

I start thinking about vividness of dreams and rub my hands. The dream is incredibly real already. I grab the fishing hook and play with it for a while, pricking my finger while looking straight ahead. Damn it's so realistic and unchanging! Which ofcourse makes me start worrying about the dream ending. A small girl appears out of nowhere. She tells me something but I can't really understand her.

Suddenly I realise everything's blurry and I'm losing it. I slam my hands down on the ground and start feeling the grass and sand. I lean against Monica's back and smell her hair. Everything goes black, but my sense of feeling is still very active. Perhaps I should try to DEILD? I focus with all my might on the grass and sand and hair. They don't go away. I start to feel my body in the bed a bit but I can still feel the sand and grass vividly. I hold this for around twenty seconds.

09.00: Weird
I'm in a dressingroom with my brother, my sister's ex and his crazy friend. We're about to go swimming or something similar, but I realise I have no swimming trunks. I find them lying on a shelf and I put them on. Damn I'm getting thin. My sister's ex starts talking about religion, spirituality and stuff like that. He's not making any kind of sense what so ever and we soon leave the room. I have a blanket around me for some reason as I get in the shower. Suddenly I fall to the ground. It's like I'm drunk, only I'm not. I get up and try to stand straight. "I'm not drunk" I tell everyone around me.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9 hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3, 200 mg B6, 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I wake up at about 4:00AM and decide to try MILDing. I say to myself that I want to
have a lucid dream but I don't repeat it like a mantra. I think about what it feels like
to be in a lucid dream and let my mind wander. I drift off and have this dream:

I am in a store. My "family" is there with me and some other employees. The store
is being watched by robbers or something and we are defending it. They have tapped
into our security cameras to watch us and we know it. Our leader says "Don't move
eradically or they will know we are aware of their tap. A guy moves and somethings
happens with the camera but the robbers don't notice. "See?" the leader says. We
get everything ready for the invasion then start jumping around to attract the robbers'
attention. I wake up on the couch at home. I get up and have a feeling I am still dreaming
I am also fearing that the robbers are coming. I have to go to the bathroom so I go to the
one off from the kitchen. Afterward, before I leave, I decide to reality check. I stick my
finger through my palm. At first, it won't go through. I try again for the hell of it. It works.
I then look closer and find that it just went between my fingers. I try this several times and
the same thing happens. I think "If it is a dream it is quite clear and vivid." I leave the bathroom
with some sort of porcelain discus in my hand. My mom and dad are in the kitchen. I throw it
and think about it coming back. I am almost making it do so. I do this several more times
making my way to the adjacent dining room. My mom is beside me and my dad across the
table. I turn to my mom and tell her I am dreaming. I would not have been able to do this
otherwise. I give the discus and she tries. I then wake up for real.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Intended to get lucid last night, and I did, but I haven't had a long and vivid LD in two weeks now, and that sucks. I have tried getting lucid more than once a night, but I'm finding it very difficult. I'm thinking I shouldn't have too strong intentions when going to bed. Instead I will focus on the WBTB during the morning, which will ensure me to have a long and vivid LD. Also I'm having a hard time writing down my dreams, too damn tired! This is what I recall from last night.

22.30: Sleep

07.30: Lost love
I'm in Gene Simmons house. I don't recall what I've done there, but I have a vague memory of doing alot. I look through a closet of his and find a box full of random things. A small pin board with different military honors on it. None of them are special and I put the thing aside. I find a brown envelope with a couple of pictures in it. This thing I know, it's actually a letter I and my girlfriend used to fill up with pictures with things we did. I realise that never actually happened.

Dream skips. I'm outside of the house and ring the doorbell. A woman opens the door. "Yes?". "Hi, you probably don't know who I am, but I just want to thank you. I want to thank you for everything you gave me in the past, for everything you gave me in the present and everything you might give me in the future, even if it might never happen" I say and begin to get emotional. An entire lifetime was all a lie. I hand her the brown envelope and walk away. A friend of mine is with me. "What now?" he asks me. I jump up in the air and do several spinkicks before I land.

I realise it's all a dream because of the low gravity. Cool, the second time I'm lucid tonight. Something suddenly rushes past me. I turn around and see a few people driving around in invisible go karts. "Let's follow them" I say and get down on my butt. I use their momentum just as they're rounding a corner and drag myself with telekinesis after them. It's quite fun, but I can't seem to catch up. I stand up and start to run instead. I jump and try to fly but I land on my stomach, scraping my belly. Damnit.

07.30: Fragment
*I'm in my hometown with Monica. Ahead of us is a tunnel full of people. I walk up to the crowd which is being held back by the police. A policeman gives me a push with his shield and tells me to step back. I spot an old classmate and I ask him what's going on. He tells me the cops punched him and he shows me his broken lip.

09.00: Boat
I'm in a boat at work. There's something on the bottom we have to get up, and my boss shows up in a smaller boat and starts circling us. I get in the water and dive. There's a rope down there and I'm desperately trying to grab it, I almost black out when I reach the surface for air. I lie still for a while to regain my strength. On the second try I grab the thing and pull it up. It's a small boat and I turn it upside down to get the water out. A small girl who was with us has to ride the boat and I tell her to relax and sit still. I grab the oars and put them in their holes and hand them to her.
All of a sudden the water turns to ice and I get up on it. I grab a rope coming from the boat and I try to pull the little girl over the ice. The rope breaks and I tie it up again. Once again the rope breaks and I have to redo it. I struggle with it for a while and when I feel like it should hold I start to run.

I am completely oblivious to the change of scenery and I run into a restaurant on a cruiseship. The rope breaks and red onion slices spreads out on the entire carpet. My brother Martin shows up. "Hey Matte! Let's get wasted ok?" he tells me and gestures for me to follow him. I don't feel like eating any more McDonalds (apparently I had had some) and I follow. We run down five or six flights of stairs going around. "I don't have anything to drink" I tell him.

My sister shows up on the next floor. "You can have milk from me, just chug it!" she tells me as I keep on running downwards. "Get drunk on milk? Are you serious? I don't want any milk!" I yell at her back and we arrive at a club. I head up to the bar to order a few beers I can chug.

09.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I'll do a proper WBTB tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Didn't recall much when I woke up, but I had a feeling I had been lucid. After a few minutes I remembered my dream, and I was indeed lucid. Rather short since my recall of it isn't the best, but it's still something.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Short lucid DILD
I'm with my youngest brother Morgan. I don't remember how I got lucid but I am. "Lets fly some!" I say and try to take off. It won't work properly. We both jump a few times but I can't lift off. I grab him with telekinesis and throw him far up in the sky. I use him as an "anchor" and pull myself after him. We go way up and I let him fly on his own.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Flying is always fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

DJ Log: March 20, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: During WBTB I was a bit hungry, so I drank a full glass of apple juice and are a PBJ sandwich. I always thought the claimed effect of these was placebo, but this may change my mind. It was extremely vivid and detailed, although I lost most of the fine details during recall and logging. ...If only I could connect a DVR to my mental image sensor...)

I am walking through the main lobby of a huge apartment building, looking for my new apartment. The main lobby is open all of the way to the fourth floor and there are large chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. As I walk down the hallway, I see that there are numbers on the doors, but they are constantly changing. I walk up a large set of stairs to the second level and walk down the hall, looking at the numbers on the doors. One side of the hall has paintings between the doors and the other side is open into the main lobby area. At the end of the hallway is a common area with a couple of chairs and a fireplace. I go up another set if stairs and arrive on the third floor. It also has a common area, but there is no fire in the fireplace. I walk down the hall, looking for my apartment.

After quite a bit of searching, I find my apartment. It has a huge main room with several smaller rooms that each have a fancy wooden door. The top half of the walls are green and the lower half is a medium wood paneling with a chair rail separating the top and bottom halves. The kitchen is very industrial looking as it is mostly stainless steel. There is a fireplace off to the side in an attached dining area. A set of double stained glass doors leads onto a large balcony that overlooks the main lobby. There is a small stairway off to the side of the balcony that leads up to the fourth floor, but the door at the top of the stairs is locked. I look through the window on the door and see that it leads into another large apartment. I turn around and go back down to my balcony.

As I come back in from the balcony, I run into a friendly middle-aged black lady that walked in from the apartment next door. She tells me that she is the apartment guide and would like to show me around the new place. She walks me all around the apartment, then shows me where the laundry room is. All of the rooms are empty except the laundry room, which has a washer and dryer in it. She sees that I don't have any furniture yet and offers me her futon to sleep for the first night. I accept her offer and follow her back to her place. I take off my shoes and sit down on her futon. She walks away for a moment, then returns with a glass of water. When I lay down, I close my eyes and transition into a different dream scene.

I an the main character in a first-person shooter game looks a lot like the classic Doom game. My health and stats are in my field of vision. I say to myself, “Wow, I'm in a video game!” I quickly become lucid and summon a keyboard so I can enter some cheat codes. I hear some shots being fired in the distance, so I enter IDKFA and my weapons repository fills up. I enter IDDQD and I feel a tingling sensation throughout my body as my health meter flashes, then expands to about three times the normal size. I select the grenade launcher and walk into the next room. There are a three characters in the room that look like the creatures from Aliens who immediately turn and start walking toward me. I fire the grenade launcher and blow one of them to pieces. I shoot the other two then run to the door on the other side of the room. I push on the door with my hand, but nothing happens. I tap the space bar on the keyboard and the door opens into another room.

This room looks like an IT closet. There are racks of servers and networking equipment all over it. I put away the grenade launcher and type something on the keyboard which morphs me into a small fly. I fly around in the room for a moment, then find a hole in the ceiling. I fly around above the ceiling tiles until I find another hole that leads me into another room. This room is very small on one side and there are cable management trays going through it. The other side of the room is about normal height and has some metal shelves against the wall. There is a fluorescent light on the ceiling that is flickering badly. I fly around the corner into another room that has a couple of empty metal shelves along one wall.

Suddenly, the door opens and a long blonde haired woman walks in. She looks straight at me and starts talking about something. Her words come out as total nonsense and I can't make out any words she is saying. Thinking it is a foreign language that I can't understand, I decide to keep exploring. I fly up into the ceiling and start looking around for another hole to fly into. Suddenly, I false-awaken back to the futon in the original dream.

I stand up from the futon and notice that I am wearing some kind of martial arts uniform. It's a thick, dark material and is formed like a sleeveless cape. It has some graphics on the front that looks like a couple of sword fighters. I look around for a bit, then reach up to rub my eyes and see that I have only 3 fingers on my right hand. This irritates me a bit, so I put my hands in my pockets, pull them out and look at them again. Now they have 4 fingers and a thumb each. I nearly lost my lucidity, but I pinch my nose and can still breathe through it, reaffirming my lucidity.

I walk out of the room into a large social area. There are several others wearing the same uniforms and they all look at me strange as I walk through to get to the bar at the other end of the room. A couple of them are practicing fighting with rubber knives. They both lunge at my throat with the rubber knives as I walk by. I extend both arms with my hands pointed upward and use telekinesis to shove them into the opposing walls as I walk between them. They both fall to the floor and quickly dissolve.

I arrive at the bar and ask the bartender for the House Special. As he mixes my drink, I look at the ceiling and see that all of the lights are off. I can barely see anything, except that there is a light switch on the bar. I flip the switch and nothing happens, so I look back at the lights and say, “Lights Now!” and a couple of the lights turn on very dimly. I repeat a couple of times and about half of the lights reach full brightness. The bartender comes back and hands me a very unusual looking drink. It's a slightly green margarita that's in a large fish bowl shaped stem glass and it has some dry ice in it. There is heavy steam bubbling out of the drink that is rolling down the glass and across the bar. I take a sip and it tastes like a green Jolly Rancher. I blow into the steam and see that there is a strawberry on a stick in the middle of the drink. I smile and remember the basic task of the month, then grab the stick and eat the strawberry. It tastes like chocolate and has a very gritty consistency. Once I swallow it, I set the stick down and look around the bar.

I look to my right and there is a younger guy who is becoming partially transparent and is looking around very nervously. A girl standing nearby tells him that he is destabilizing and he must spin if he wants to stay in the dream. He drops to the floor on his left hand and starts to push himself around in a circle with his feet, sort of like he's break dancing. After a moment, he fades back to normal and stands up again. He rubs his hands together for a bit then walks off with a smile on his face.

I finish my drink and walk back to my apartment. It appears that my furniture has showed up, but it is still in boxes and plastic overwrap. I walk back to the apartment where I slept at and look for my shoes. I find them, but the laces are untied. I try to tie them, but there are like 5 loops and at least 7 lace ends. I spend a while trying to untangle them, but the dream suddenly fades and I wake up.

When I wake up, I think to myself: What a perfect way to waste a really good lucid dream... ...tying my damn shoes...