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Dream Lucid False Awakening Notes
I am a show promoter. I'm standing next to a dj in an empty club and the show is about to start. He starts a record and the song begins to play. The music throbs and the room shakes. "I don’t understand, if we were back home, this would bring the people out in droves." I look back across the room and now there are about 10 people. Once I climb down from the booth to the dance floor the room is pretty well packed.
A girl, my contact for this city, comes up to me and tells me not to worry, more are coming. She says that all it took was for the sound of the bass to hit the airwaves outside the club. The air inside is hot and stinky with the sweat of people dancing and the lights are too dim to make out anything but vague moving shapes. She asks me if I need anything else and I say she's done a great job. She laughs and asks if I need her to fuck anybody for me. I am very confused by this for a second and then realize that the whole scene is strange.

I tell the girl no thank you and start heading to the door for a breath of fresh air. On the way I hold my nose and take a deep breath. I am dreaming. Outside it's the heat of the day and as I walk along a wide fresh sidewalk with bright green lawns and newly paved blacktop street. I keep taking dream breaths to stabalize my lucidity and remember that I am supposed to teleport.
Where do I want to go. I know now that I live in texas, it's so hot, so I want to go somewhere not hot. I remember chicago with the snow and the wind and know that I want to go where it snows. I want to go where it's cold.I decide to go to the north pole.
Staring at the tips of my fingers and watching them glow, I think about going to the north pole. I can feel the cold in my lungs I can see the steam rising through my breath. I can imagine the crunch of snow beneath my feet. I put my two fingers in front of me and draw a doorway in the air. The air crackles with a yellow electricity and the line my fingers trace leave a dull shimmering outline in the emty space before me. For a moment nothing happens but then slowly I can hear the whistling wind of the freezing world. I take one step through the portal and suddenly my feet crunch through about a foot of pure white fresh snow.
Now I am Tesla Strong.

The wind is cold and I am clutching my arms close to my body and walking up a steep hill to get a better look at my surroundings. Once I get to the top of the hill, what I see astounds me.
The familiar chicago skyline is ravaged by a new ice age. The hancock and sears towr are buried to thehalfway point in glacial snow. I'm very cold and want to leave. My fingers start to glow again and I draw annother portal in the air, this one shaped like a triangle. I step through again and I'm in suburbia.

I am awake and trying to remember as many details of the dream as possible. I can't find my computer and dig through my backpack for my red notebook. Finding it, I flip to an new page and start to write as much of the description of the frozen teleportation as I can remember and after a sentence I look again at the page I see a crude pen and ink drawing of Tesla above the sentence I just wrote.

Then I wake up back in my body. I try to hold still to go back into the dream but I keep imagining that the way I am sleeping is cutting into my cheek. I break and start writing in my journal.

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!

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!

Lucid
task of the month

I'm so happy!! I've been struggling for ages to get a decent lucid dream that actually lasts and I've finally got it. Admittedly it was semi lucid in parts and my recall for the start is a little hazy (hoping more of that will come back to me) but it was still a fantastic experience and my dream control was great.

Basically I had a nap this afternoon to catch up some sleep with the intention to DILD if I had the opportunity and it all evolved from there. It was a shock to me at first when I started getting WILD sensations and I really enjoyed them this time, they felt really relaxing and comfortable. After this I found that my brain was in imagery overload and imagining loads of random images. One of them became particularly strong - I had found a way to break a simple sweets/toy machine without getting caught and could take all of the contents. This image was verging on dream-level and I hung it to it for as long as I could. After a while I felt myself coming out of the WILD state so refocused all of my energy on the image mentioned above. Before long the scenery started changing without my conscious effort, I still remember Thomas the Tank Engine in there somewhere.

After a while the random colours and imagery had evolved into a dream environment, I didn't even have to bother reality checking etc as I remembered the whole process. I started grounding myself, concentrating on what I could feel, smell and see. Foolishly I tried hearing the outside world too and almost lost my lucidity, but my determination and hand rubbing kept me in the dream. After this I found I could continually do the hand rubbing with an extra set of arms so set off on an exploration.

I was at my University and it looked a bit like the BBC news set. I didn't want to hang around here so headed to the back to find some toilets and check out my appearance in the mirrors. (I've heard a lot of rumours regarding this) A group of woman were approaching in front of me and being really slow so I dodged around them, noticing as I did so that one of the women was sick of the group and slipped into a cupboard instead of following them. When I got to the mirror I saw that I had my four arms. I decided to try and remove two of them and make the remaining ones more muscly. I couldn't do this effectively so instead I enticed the extra two out again and grew all four arms to hulk like proportions. Soon after this I remember I had the opportunity to dream fight but my recall around this point is quite hazy.

I left the toilets and loads of people were heading upstairs to my "flat" where we were going to party. I didn't want to bother with the stairs as I was lucid so decided to fly straight upwards through the floors. It got pitch black once I tried to do this however and it resulted in my first successful teleportation. I simply pictured the room and *bang* I was transported into it. Once there I was alone and didn't know what to do, and then I realised - Task of the Month! To the best of my knowledge the task was to eat a piece of dream fruit and pick a piece of dream fruit (I now know this to be from the dark side of the moon) so headed out to do both of these things. I visualised an apple a couple of times but it wouldn't appear, so instead tried a different tactic of turning away and visualising it behind me. To my surprise this worked really well and I bit into my new found apple with joy. It tasted quite fizzy but was by far the best apple I've ever had. Next I decided to persue the advanced task incorrectly and found a small plant in the hall way, I decided this was enough and tried to grow some fruit on it. I used the same looking away visualisation technique to get fruit onto the branches of the small plant. The first couple of tries yielded mouldy results but by the third try I grew a perfect lemon. I remember vividly how the plant prickled me as it pulled apart the leaves to get to it. After this I decided to practice again as the lemon was quite small, and grew a perfect sized grape instead.

Upon re-entering the main room in the flat I found that loads of people had arrived. I had vague memories of old tasks of the month as I was unsure which ones to do and remembered "kiss a dc". At this point I saw my friend A_ trying to kiss Rolf Harris. Rolf looked really uncomfortable so I went over, hugged him, and pushed Adam away, offering to get them both drinks. After a bit of mingling I realised that I wouldn't be able to recall all of this lucid as it was so long (there's still much I know that I can't recall) and decided to do one last thing. Whilst thinking this I saw Charlie Sheen in the corner with an inflated head - yes, punch Charlie Sheen. I went over, punched him quite hard and he disappeared.

I was so confident of my dream control at this point that I created credits. They were displayed as lots of small white letters in computer font making up the shapes of bigger letters on a black background. They read "This was a Josh production. Thankyou for watching." I then used this to make white noise and voluntarily woke up.

I'm new here so bear with me as I try to describe my first WILD.
Ok so maybe about year ago I think I had my first few lucid dream experience but at this time I didn't know anything about lucid dreaming so as you can imagine I was pretty freaked out. Somehow it seems I have managed to WILD without even knowing what WILDing Or Even LDing was (i'm sure many people will be jealous as I see how much effort many people put into this with little or no result).
Firstly the transition; I was lying in bed one day after a shit day at school (I had taken about two short naps already that day) when all of a sudden before i'm about to drift off again I feel this strong vibration which felt like intense pins and needles all over my body but with particul pressure on my head. As if this wasn't scary enough I began to hear whispers beside me but nobody was there. After a few minutes of trying to work out what was going on I see two friends from school sitting on the bottom of the bed. They begin to speak to me and I try to speak and ask them why they are here but it feels like my mouth has been sewn shut. After trying to speak to these friends for a while with no results they start to fade away. I then turn round beside me and see a girl who I seem to recognise but I don't know where from. The girl is holding out her hand as if for me to hold her hand but when I try to do so my hand slips through hers as if she is some sort of hologram (I guess she sort of is) and the girl gets very, very angry and starts to hit me. Somehow at this point I escape these hallucinations and enter the dream.
The dream; To begin with I do not realise I was dreaming because the conciousness and lucidity I felt was remarkably real. I was walking along the road to school with some friends as we were coming back from lunch and when we were about half way to the school someone said "we are late" and we began to run back. On my way back I saw someone who I knew on the other side of the road and raised my hand to wave at them but as my hand passed my head there was a blue flash and all of a sudden 'ping' i'm back in my bed. Luckily for me in this dream the school was located underneath my bed so I could still perhaps make it back without a detention (I still thought this was real so I didn't want to get into trouble). I run downstairs to the classroom and when I get in the teacher starts to shout at me very aggressively so I shout back and then raise my hand. 'Ping' back in my bed again, I have discovered I can teleport. I remember thinking to myself 'About time I got a superpower I should have had one weeks ago' and then I begin to have some fun with it, e.g picking fights with some people then as they go to hit me 'Ping' I respawn back in my bed. This was great fun but all good things must come to an end and I woke up.

Since then I have attempted to attain this lucidity again () but cannot seem to master it yet. I will keep trying though; this was an experience I would love to have again.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

9.1.2011

Basket-Brawl (Non-Lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

After growing tired off using my TK and TP abilities to school my friends at basketball, we started playing Brawl; Unfortunately for them, I took full control of my character (Lucario) and mixed some dream abilities in with my 'normal' ones.

My recall hasn't been awful lately, but I've been really stressed out over papers and finals. I haven't been really motivated to do the work necessary to keep up with my dream journal and I think my ability to retain my recall has dropped considerably. I know throughout the night last night I had in my head over 4 dreams swirling around, but I can only remember 2 right now, and not very much of either. I feel like I need to get my brain back in the habit of remembering, so I'm committing to writing down whatever I have recalled in the morning regardless of how little it may seem.

Dream 1-- High School Debate

So I'm sitting down in a chair next to my old debate partner A. Miles and we are talking a little bit. I don't remember the conversation at all but I do remember thinking that he is pretty cool and that I'm probably not as cool as him. As we are talking, my debate coach comes up from behind us and starts talking. Suddenly, we are standing up and A. Miles stands right next to coach and they being a conversation while I just stand apart and watch.

THey seem to be having an argument of sorts, and my coach's face changes dramatically after each response, it's actually kind of funny. I am watching his face scrunch and then change again.

After a little bit of that, I walk towards the cafeteria because

(I just remembered another dream while I was writing this, Dream Journals are such a good idea)

I want to buy some food. I go over to the cafeteria which doesnt exactly resemble anything I can remember. There is a large counter and the guy is cutting food on some wooden board with a lot of crevaces. I'm watching him do it and I'm really intrigued becasue I've never seen anything like it before. After he cuts the food, he comes over to me and asks what I want. I'm looking at the menu and tell him I want the ANOVA sausages.

When I turn around I see my high school friends (Dream Sign), and we sit down together. It's M. Runas and T. Smith specifically. When I go back up to get my food, there are three girls that had come over to order as well. I go over to get my sausages and I end up talking to this really hot blonde girl. I notice that the lights in the cafeteria have dimmed considerably and I think music is playing in the background. I see my friends in the background standing awkwardly not really knowing what to do, but I quickly disregard them and continue talking to this hot blonde girl. We start grinding somehow, and I get her up on my right leg.

I keep my eyes open and continue to grind, which somehow lets me have total clarity in my thoughts and actions without being lucid. I am literally controlling my actions and have mental clarity, but no awareness I am in the dreaming state right now. In fact, I was extremely concentrated on whether grinding with this girl would give me a boner, I was really wondering what would happen! I end up not getting one, but as we are grinding the background shifts without me really noticing. Somehow we teleport from the cafeteria into this outside playground place and we are standing on grass... Then I wake up.

Dream 2-- College Soccer Game

Maybe this dream is influenced by the face that my school's football team is about to face its biggest rivals in the nation and there have been two consecutive days of revelry. Last night I got woken up by my school's band who went dorm to dorm just playing as loud as they could our school's fight song. Everyone was pissed, but I found it kind of funny that I got an extra chance to WILD. The world of a lucid dreamer, huh?

Anyway, this dream is exceptionally fuzzy and I can only remember a specific part where I am at in this crowd of people cheering for the soccer team. I am at the front of the crowd, right up against the metal poles that separate the audience from the field. Happily, I did not go into PassObs at all during this dream, but I stayed constantly aware of my surroundings and talked to many different people. Mostly, I was noticing what the people around me were doing and trying to do that more because I had never experienced the front lines of a soccer game before. Somehow I think I end up in a grocery store....

Dream 3-- My Friend's Lake (I just recalled this while DJing)

So I am apparently back at my high school friend's house W. Hicks who I said I looked up to in a lucid dream. It is me and basically the entire grade coming back together for a reunion-ish event at his house. Me and about five guys are walking toward W.'s pool, we are all talking and laughing about something, I am particularly bad at remembering conversation, maybe I should practice that in real life. As we get to this clearing, there is this massive lake that spans as far as the eye can see in almost every direction. There is a boat way off the short, and an island to the north east of where I am looking. I am taken aback by the size of this "backyard pool" but don't consider it weird enough to reality check.

Everyone in the grade starts jumping in except for me and a couple of guys who hang back, and I can't remember why. I turn around and see some ships on the other side of the dock we are standing on. As I turn back around to look at everybody, there is a giant cruise ship that appears to be heading straight for us. No one is making any noise, it's eerily silent but I can see this ship slowly making its way toward where we are standing. At first, I'm completely passive, unable to decide what to do or whether this is real. Eventually, I make the decision that standing there and standing won't do me any good so I turn around and run the other way, but as soon as I make this decision to run I wake up.


Also, I've just started practicing indirect techniques and separation techniques. I feel like they are already having an effect but I have not quite gotten them to work yet. I can see that this massive improvement will occur in the next few days and am pretty excited to have another lucid dream by Monday.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

3.12.2010

Evasion (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

Evaded extermination by using short range teleportation to stay one jump ahead of the red-laser wielding hunters in a rather confined, futuristic city-scape.

My friend and I had decided to race buses. I think she beat me, but her bus needed some heavy work if it was going to work again. We parked our buses in my driveway. She got out and went inside while I hung in my bus, cleaning up some stuff.

I heard growling, and looked out the back window. Behind my bus, there was a wolf and a bear attacking each other. Wow! The wolf was winning. After the wolf finished off the bear, it stalked around the bus. It could see me and wanted something else to fight.

I ducked onto the floor to try to avoid being seen. It clawed at the windows and wasn't giving up. Something made me think to wonder if I was dreaming. I don't remember if I did a reality check or not, but I was pretty sure that I was dreaming.

I jumped out of the bus and the wolf and I engaged in combat. The wolf didn't stand a chance, he was finished within the minute.

I wondered what I would do in this lucid. I needed to learn to teleport. Should I snap my fingers and will myself somewhere else or close my eyes and spin, or should I zoom into a picture? I thought about that for a minute, and decided to try each option.

I can't snap my fingers IRL. So, maybe that attempt was already doomed for failure because it didn't transfer well into the dream. I realized that I really didn't have a specific place in mind that I wanted to go to. Could I just ask my subconscious to create a random place? I sort of liked the scenery here. Bright blue open skies, warm, and in my backyard. I wasn't sure where else I would chose to go.

I was going to try the spinning technique when I remembered what happened last time, a few years back. I had been lucid and decided to do a spinning teleport. Once I arrived at my destination, I forgot to stop spinning and open my eyes and I ran into a pole. It was fail. At least it had worked though.

The last technique that I was going to try was where you zoom into a picture. I felt the urge to pee. I willed myself not to, knowing that it would just be a waste of time and it was only sensation in RL transferring over. I found a dried up leaf on the ground and examined it carefully. It was a dark red color and had many striations on it. Looking deeper, I could even see the cells! The striations reminded me of mountains, which is where I decided that I would teleport to. I tried to focus my vision into engulfing the picture, but I was failing.

"Hi Steff!" I heard Joe behind me. Oh no, not another ninja Joe to fight off ! I turned around, and saw that he was holding a dobak. He wasn't in karate, so I asked him why.

"They are holding a scary movie marathon!" He exclaimed.

"Oh, that's cool."

"Yeah I'll just leave you to your flying and stuff," He responded.

"Do you want a ride?" I asked him. I was getting a little bored, and fancied some exploration.

"Sure!" He took my hand and we flew to the dojang. Once we got there we went inside and saw that they had set up a large couch in the hallway. To the side of the couch there was a horror flick on the TV screen. The movie was about some kind of intense gore. It looked like a giant caterpillar was being brutally murdered. I decided I probably shouldn't watch this while lucid as it might influence my dream negatively again lol.

I went upstairs where it was dark. I decided it would look cool if I made my fingers look like bright neon glowsticks. The glow looked like a slowly spreading disease on my fingertips. It was hard to force the glow to encompass all of my fingers, but I got really close. Still sorta bored, I decided to try and walk through a wall. I had never been much good at it. I faced the wall and slowly walked through. At first it felt like passing a hard barrier, but it gave away as soon as I got past it. As I walked through the wall, I fell down 2 stories on to the ground. Oops, I forgot that I was upstairs.

I was now sitting back on the grass in my backyard, and everything was sunny again. There was a gazebo in the middle of the yard. I wondered if it had any significance.

I went inside the house and decided to summon Retribution. He appeared, but looked like the Chrysler Building. I willed him away and summoned a new version of him. We had epic sex but he disappeared shortly after. Ugh, guys these days.

Bored and alone, I decided to play the piano. I wondered if I could subconsciously remember songs that I learned years and years ago. I put my hands on the keyboard and tried to play The Entertainer. I knew that my dream could easily reproduce the sounds and fool me into thinking that I had got it down, so I payed more attention to the motions that my hands were making. It didn't feel right, and thus the sound was strange.

★★★☆☆

Four hours of sleep, and suddenly this monstrosity comes along. It's fairly disjointed; I don't have a whole lot of time to play with it, so without further ado...

10/18/10



Harry Potter tries to mess with the fabric of reality, I have diabolical plans, and Dumbledore disapproves as usual.

"Just think about it," I tell her. "With this kind of breakthrough, we could completely alter the way humans perceive reality!"

Sophie looks up at me, skeptical, one hand keeping her place in the textbook. She's holding a pen in her other hand, and she taps it impatiently against her notebook. She pushes a few strands of short red hair out of her eyes, and says, "I know what happens when you try to play mad scientist, Harry."

We're sitting across from each other at a long wooden table. Sophie's studying - this is a library, after all. The interior is almost entirely decorated with red-stained wood, giving the impression of a highly modern, really big log cabin. With lots and lots of glass (and books). Sunlight streams in from the huge windows, and outside is a view of the forest, and the other school buildings in the clearing.



"Chaos, generally." I say, grinning. Some of the other students notice that I'm grinning, and quietly begin to edge away from us. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

skip

There's this thing I have to do on the computer. It's very important. I'm sitting outside on the green grass, trying to do this very important thing, when - hey, will you look at that? Dumbledore's on Skype!

Albus Dumbledore appears in a new window, looking very grave indeed. This is somewhat offset by all of the spinning and twirling metal gadgetry on his desk.

"Harry," says Dumbledore gravely, "I've received word of the research you've begun."

"Really?" I say, looking up from Minesweeper. "Brilliant, isn't it?"

He sighs. "Harry," he repeats, "This is not a road you cannot walk down unscathed. You'll be returning to Hogwarts."

"Um..." I say slowly, "No."

"By force, if necessary."

My computer pings.

"Did you just -" I say, looking at the screen, "Did you just track my location through my internet connection? You realize I'm on a different PLANET? How the hell does that even -"

But Dumbledore's appearing at the edge of the wards, walking into the school grounds the only way he can. I meet his eyes for just a moment, and I disapparate.

skip

Moving through Ixburg, and I'm running. I'm moving through a jobsite, people from my hometown who were, apparently, in direct competition with my family's business. By some sort of mutual agreement, they all ignore my presence, and I pass through completely unnoticed.

Back doors of the grocery store and I'm having a conversation with someone before I disappear again -

Narcissa Malfoy. We're standing in some anonymous hallway of a starship, looking out into the black.

"I don't disapprove of your cutting his influence out of your life," she's saying, "But I'm not convinced that making an enemy of Dumbledore will be conducive to your goals."

"There are greater forces at work here. He may get in my way," I say coldly, "But he can't stop me."

Narcissa nods once, sharply. "Very well. My family is at your service, as always."

I'm closing my eyes, casting my senses out into the nothing. Golden light is cutting through the darkness, pushing it away, burning.

"You need to leave," I tell my informant, and I'm hurtling out into the void of space, an ethereal being of energy and animal and just a sliver of humanity. And the burning, fierce presence is crying out, raising its wings.

Fawkes.

He's found me through Harry's holly wand, called by the phoenix feather within. I smile and pull another wand from my sleeve, one made of ebony. And as the phoenix is upon me, I call up the Void, and I meet the creature's light with an unfathomable darkness.

Boom.

(O'Neill: What the hell was that?)
(Carter: I don't know, sir, but it almost blew straight through our shields. We're lucky it wasn't closer.)

"Grab my arm." I tell Sophie. We apparate from planet to planet, trying to get Dumbledore off our trail. One, two, three, four, five. Hoth, Antarctica, Europa, Tartarus, Miranda.

I appear in the woodshop of the school in the clearing. There's another person in the room.

"Where is my daughter?" The woman asks.

I look around, but Sophie's nowhere to be seen.

Dumbledore.

skip

"Aurors and their locking spells," I mutter, pointing my ebony wand at the door. The lock clicks, and I open the door to the super-secret impenetrable Unspeakable Library. "Well, come on." I hiss at the nervous man behind me.

The two of us shuffle into the library and quietly barricade ourselves in one of the rooms. We're pretty sure that the information we need is here.

The man is flipping through a card catalogue, mumbling under his breath. I'm scanning the books on the shelf, but something seems out of place. I feel a presence. Thinking it's a guard, I make my way over to one of the closed doors and peer through the keyhole. I'm looking for the beam of a flashlight.

At first, I don't see anything. The hallway is white, and bare, and dark. I look through at a different angle, and

look directly into blood red eyes. There's no pupil, iris, sclera, it's all a murderous shade of red, and for a moment, I'm held captive by the gaze. I notice, peripherally, that she's a ghostly little girl in a tattered white dress and everything is bleeding into itself

She flickers, like a strobe light. In and out of existence, and suddenly, she's in the room with us

Harry is terrified, and I'm calm. The ghost is on us, tearing into our essence, and Harry is terrified but I know that there's no danger but I can feel his fear

Everything's going dark

And I wake up, disoriented, in a pitch black room.

Scare Factor: 4/10

Oh. It was a dream.

It made sense at the time?

Non-Dream Non-Lucid Lucid

I started out on the bottom of my school quad with a gun-type thing in my hand. I was already lucid because I listened to a subliminal lucid track before I fell asleep. I tried to climb up the stairs but I felt weak. Gravity seemed to rip my muscles as I climbed up the stairs. When I finally got to the top by just teleporting with a single thought. I saw a few others with guns and mini-radars held in their hands. I noticed it was twilight. The sky was purple with orange streaks of orange at the horizon, along with the silhouettes of trees and homes. I looked below the horizon down to the field and b-ball courts and saw snipers and a few others. I realized it was a VR because the people getting shot faded out. A person showed me his radar and a person was heading towards our camp. We saw him come in through our right side and I shot him down. In that time, I was sniped twice, and I faded out. The dream ended.


Notes:
Vividness: 9/10
Subliminal messaging to induce lucid dreams work great for me.

Recall's a bit fuzzy. This happened in the middle of the night, and I didn't get up to write it down. In the morning, I originally woke up with the vague impression that I might have had a lucid.

Slept quite well, though. I was in a very good mood for a while.

09/24/10



Staring at a grey carpet floor, I am fully aware that I'm in a dream. I don't bother with a reality check, but I do take a moment to stabilize my surroundings (do nothing). I'm concentrating on the carpet, for some reason. Next time, I should probably focus on the rest of the room.

Nomad's RPG task is to rescue the demon boy. I imagine myself in a forest, an aura of fear tinging the air. I wait for the faint pull that will take me from one dream to the other, and

End recall.

Scare Factor: 1/10
Rating: 4/10

And then, at work, I hit myself with a crowbar in the face. Ow.

Actors are running amok in my dreeeeaaaaams.

09/21/10

Don't leave your distractions up to me. Things will get dark.

I'm leaning over the stone railing of the balcony, stretched out under afternoon sunlight. The balcony overlooks the city below, with its clay tile rooftops and climbing ivy. This place is teeming with life, and I allow myself to bask in its positive energy. Looking at the roads below, I can see -

Wait.

"Is that guy riding a unicorn?" I ask.

The soldier standing next to me, dressed in forest green camo, puts a hand above his eyes and squints. "Oh, yeah. That's the pizza guy."

"The pizza guy." I repeat flatly. "Of course."

The pizza guy has convinced his unicorn to go up a flight of steps. As he turns the corner, I see his face. I bury my head in my hands.

I appear outside next to him. "Really, Misha?" I say, "You know what'll happen if they catch you?"

He says something.

I shake my head. "The stage is set." I make a grand gesture with a sweep of my arm. "Your distraction is ready."

How many pizzas would you need to feed a platoon of soldiers, anyway?

Vampires.

The girl looks maybe thirteen years old. She's quiet and sullen, and thirty vampires are following her through the darkness.

She didn't mean to turn them. Well, not all of them. As their sire, she's responsible for them, and needs to keep them under control.

I really need to kill a few, she thinks.

She keeps three.

"Rosie," she says, "It doesn't have to be this way." She's staring at the animated corpse of her friend. She turned Rosie into a vampire to save her life.

Rosie laughs, trapped as she is within the circle. Still grinning, she'll speak the words that will damn her friend forever.

Flashback.

This is the girl vampire's past. She's still human, up in the building that I just left, protected by a platoon of pizza-ordering soldiers in forest green.

The soldiers are all dead, attacked by vampires. The girl is injured, bleeding. There is one soldier left, a recurring character. He turns around to reassure her, tell her they'll be all right. He lowers his weapon.

"Look," I say gleefully. "You can see the precise moment that she turns."

She's a vampire now. She kills the soldier.

Scare Factor: 3/10
Rating: 4/10

I realize this was probably confusing. I've got nothing.

Do you think this counts as anachronistic naming, or am I just getting lazy?

WBTB after #148 (which was better), so I'm posting this one on its own.

This may have almost been a WILD.

09/18/10



When I come to, I'm lying on the floor. I'm also dreaming. I place my hands on the floor in front of me and run them through the grey shag carpet, trying to stabilize.

I get up, and go to walk out the door. I notice the lights are off. I decide to test whether I can turn them on and off, since light levels often change during my dreams. I flick the switch, but nothing happens. Huh.

I'm walking through the hallway, feeling the rolled on paint, trying to remember what I was supposed to do.

I pop my head into a bedroom. There are people lying all over. There are a few on the bed, a few more lounging on the floor.

"Hey," I ask my in-dream roommate, a girl on the bed who looks like Halle Berry. "Have you seen Zoe?"

"She said she'd be at the party tonight."

The dream fades into the party. I'm somewhat surprised; that's almost like teleportation.

Lose recall.

My parents drop me off at an apartment in downtown Calgary. I have two half-empty cardboard boxes with me. Both my mom and my dad are very disapproving about my decision to move to Calgary.

We're driving through downtown, away from the skate park my brother wanted to go to. I see a couple of the people from the No Limits parkour group (I don't know them IWL), practicing as we drive by. I point them out to the other people in the car.

Different dream.

Zoe has a little brother, in this dream. I steal a set of Janitor's keys from him and he chases me through the building.

Scare Factor: 2/10
Rating: 3/10

Everyone's dreaming about carpet.

Method: DILD
Recall: Below Average (spotty)
Lucid Ability: 7
Vividness: average
Dream Length:unknown (long)

I don't know where this dream started, but I remember being in a war torn city, and even old people carried weapons. There was this one in particular who was firing off a machine gun from behind a construction road block. I don't know what she was killing or aiming at because I was heading in the other direction.

I picked up a stick and by the time she stopped firing and I asked her where to go next. Two areas look like they lead to more rural areas. The lady said one direction lead back to where we came from, with a bitter voice. She then said another leads to the forest but there are tons of zombies there, and I wouldn't last a second. She pointed to the last path which was apparantly the safest, and told me I'm stilling going to die, but I should try that one. At this point I had the feeling I was dreaming, but I wasn't sure. I headed towards the general direction of the two paths, and there were people standing in a wrap around line. All of them were going to take the safe path. Some group of people were heckling the stick I was holding, and once again they were telling me I wasn't going to live. While trying to keep the suspicions of the dream low, I hopped out of that line and headed off in the the dangerous forest. I wanted to kill some stuff.

scene change? gap in recall?

I'm down the street from my house, (lucid) and some DC is just being annoying. He's all in my face, talking crap over and over. Finally I started body slamming the guy. It was like picking up a pillow case. Each time, the guy got up again, and kept on harassing me. I decided to end it. I grabbed him by the back of his head and shoved his face into the ground. The ground turned into sand and it was smothering him. I watched his arms and legs struggle for a while and stop moving. I let go, and the DC got up again, but he was headless. I sighed, and walked off...ignoring him. I threw a portal on the ground and jumped inside.

scene change.

I'm viewing a wire frame roller coaster. And I'm placing all the parts where everything is going to be, and then my POV is actually on the roller coaster, but the dream fades.