Lucidity? I am in my house. Suddenly, I reality check and (maybe, not sure if this is just dreaming I am lucid) I seemingly get lucid. I reality check, but for some reason, it doesn't work but it seems to help retain lucidity anyway? I then run my hand along a cupboard while walking into the living room because I remember reading that touching things helps ground you in lucidity. Then I lose lucidity and I am standing in front of the terrarium of the roaches I keep as pets, and they are somehow escaping, one after another. I try to tell my mother, but she is somehow drunk or something and I can't really move, so they just keep escaping and I can't do anything about it. False awakening I then seemingly wake up, and suddenly I skip to telling my mother that I had a lucid dream. Weird machine story..? I am in like a steampunk sort of setting, with a lot of orange lighting, and I have to somehow repair a machine or something, and it involves somebody who is apparently my brother. I am then in my house again, and I need to get somewhere, but there is something chasing me. I reach for the bathroom window and open it and try to use some sort of wand thing to fly out of the window, but I don't fit because the window is suddenly shaped weirdly. I then go into the room right next to the bathroom and fly out of a large window there. I then sort of go to a sort of court-like building but I am not sure. There is also something chasing me there, so I fly up into the air and just float above, looking down.
Morning of May 9, 2017. Tuesday. In the first part of my dream, I am in a large urban park. I am not sure of the implied location. It may be Brisbane. A very small library is being built near the center of the park. There are only a few people working on it, with one man doing the most work and checking of the structure. So far, only part of the foundation has been finished. It seems to be an ongoing design rather than any blueprints being used. I attain liminal dream control. That is, I know I can help in “magical” ways, yet with no knowledge of what a dream is. I have my wand with me. My wand has featured in many dreams throughout my life with this level of liminal dream control. It is some sort of device, implied to be of a very high technology, that does whatever I want. I ask about the concrete foundation. Apparently, there will be no set foundation deeper in the ground. In fact, later, there are wheels on each corner of the building, like those on a utility cart. One of the first things I do to help is cause paintings to appear (including a large one on what is implied to be used as part of the roof), as well as fix up the evenness of the coat of paint already present. It is some sort of large duck icon. (This is a form of subliminal re-induction as a duck is a water bird.) I move my wand over the surface and different colors automatically fall into place. Much of the building thus far is of a metal frame. It does not seem that stable. While the main male is on break and seems uncertain of how to proceed, I move my wand over the various screws and the frame becomes tighter and more stable, not wobbling hardly at all. My dream continues for a long time as I move my wand around the different areas for different purposes, with the focus of automatic perfection (a state of awareness in most wand dreams). At one point, the main male finally wants to check something based on blueprints but he does not have any. This is the only time I am unable to help as I am only able to produce small blank pieces of paper that come from my right pants pocket. They are like a mix of blank shopping receipts and small squares of origami paper. Still, I know that by using my wand everywhere, the building will be exactly as it should be. At one point, I realize we are inside a large library. I am only slightly puzzled by the unexplainable setting change. It seems to me that this miniature library might be barely big enough for one person to move around inside. Its perimeter seems not that much bigger than a king-size bed. I know there will be shelves attached soon. I consider they will hang out from the outside, though facing inward. Still, this small special library may be for a series of children’s books. There have been a number of dreams throughout my life of small buildings within larger buildings. This one did not have a sense of bilocation as certain others had.
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Date of Dream: TUE 9 MAY - 2017 Dream No. 110 - DreamViews Wreaks Havoc There is not much I remember about this dream. The first thing I remember is that I was on the DreamViews website, looking at the forums. And then I came across the Dream Combat Championship post which in the dream, was posted by franj251 (her username exactly resembles her username in real life but she isn't a DV member in real life). At first, the post looked like it did in real life but as the dream progressed, the layout started to change. In another dream scene, I was in an empty looking house, like I had just moved into to it. DB (my 5yo cousin) was there and she was playing with some toys. There was this pink toy wand on the top of a shelf which was taken and that made DB cry. I look back to see who it was and it was this man with blonde hair who claimed he needed it in order to keep his wings. In the end, I let him take it and I saw him cross the street back to his own house. I know WB was in the dream at some point but her role was very insignificant and I've forgotten what she did. I do remember she had her hair tied back and was wearing glasses, with her head poking out of an open car window. And that's all I can remember in regards to this dream. There is a "Behind The Scenes" Entry on its way for this dream.
Some fragments 🌸 Being rigorously trained for a competition of some sort - remember getting feed back again and again with no let up - Lucid-dreaming camp😃 Amazing Harry Potter dream bits - rushing about on my broomstick with my fellow gang around and behind me - I am the one in front leading us all out of harms way⚡️⚡️⚡️Suddenly the chase ends in a huge old building where many people are gathered. I know that a cirtain badie is standing at the top of a huge staircase and about to come down the stairs and I shout to my friend and grap her hand yanking her away from his view ( because I am aware that this particular baddie uses a cirtain spell from above on people if he gets the upper view of them ) ... As he comes into view I point my wand and cast a serious spell at him " expectus ...peliyanuus ' I call out but realise I actually dont know the spell or have forgotten its exact pronounciation( after a recent Harry Potter dream I got an app on spells and was going to learn some in WL ... but I havnt got round to learning them yet💫 So I backed that spell up with Another point of my wand and a spell that came to me " finished, dead!!! " I called out ... - a bit crude but it worked - as I waved my wand I threw the badie into the center of the room and brought another 2 badies into the mix with him from corners of the room and held them all in the air for a moment suspended and I called out my spell again - " Finished,dead!" They all fell to the ground from the great hight ⚡️with a 'thump' ⚡️when I released them from the levitation spell 🌺
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With my DC sister we entered a skyscraper placed in harbor. There was a woman in a black suit inside. With sister we were on a balcony placed two floors higher than the witch. I knew she'll use her powers against me, so I took a weird, black wand out of my pocket. Instead of firing a spell at the witch, I ate the wand. It tasted weird, from bittery to sour. I barely digested it, and then the witch smiled to me. There were some windows in front of us, and I saw two enormous ships sailing off. I told to my sister "Piss off Poseidon!" Suddenly waves powered by mystical particles striked the ships down, but the guards appeared and took me and my sister. They chained me to a pole in the middle of skyscraper. To free myself, I jumped, made a flip in the air, touched the ceiling with my feet and the chains broke. I ran away to warehouses, sneaked past guards and took a heavy bag out of hidden stash. Then I escaped.
18.09.2014Magic Spell - Rigoperro (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was at my house and it seems that my wife was practicing magic, Harry Potter's style. She had a wand as well and she was trying to make one spell that fixed things to work. I figured that since I am psychic and I can channel, I can could cast the spell as well if I asked for help to my spirit guides. I knew from hearing the spell that I had to chant "rigoperro" (No idea what that even means... but lol...) I went to a mirror that has a dented edge and I tried to fix it. As I chanted "rigoperro" fire came out from my hand and burnt the mirror. My wife told me that my hands were always warm and I could not do that spell. I wanted to look for my selenite wand: https://www.biomathealth.com/images/...nite/wand.jpeg But it was buried in some drawer and I could not find it. I wanted to find it and master that spell. After this, something with a girl who came out of nowhere and then a false awakening.
.../I'm taking the trash out when it starts playing in the background the D.R.I. song "Enemy Within". I start thinking to myself that when I was a kid, I pretty much liked the music style but I've never paid attention enough to the whole lyrics, and start wondering about what exactly it says. When I see an unfriendly guy walking in the opposite direction. I suspect he's the guy who's ruining the place and notice he's trying to be dauntingly hostile with me, that pisses me off. I push him back, hold him from the head and take him to have a walk on an abandoned place to teach him some good manners. I'm walking through a street passage, when I want to squeeze his head against the wall, I notice this feeling could be a dream sign, then I realize that I have no body, it's just like I'm visualizing all of it!I focus on walking and start paying more attention to my surroundings. I feel like I'm holding a long branch in stead of the guy, I can hear how I drag it on the ground. Slowly I start to feel my body in the dream while I slowly walk. Yeah! I feel the weight of the branch and lift it to my front to see it's a leather jacket. I put it on, completely amazed of how I entered the dream this time. I'm in the middle of an abandoned yard of a country side house in ruins. There's no roof, and just the walls stand around. Some vegetation has grown here and there. It's illuminated like there's street lighting around but I don't see any source of light. My sex drive starts to take over. I don't have idea about what could I do, but I feel excited about the possibilities. I see my shadow is blurry and turning into a female shape taking a shower. As a first step, I decide to take off my clothes which are pretty close to that in my profile picture. When I'm starting to loosen my pants, crossing a doorframe, I see my shoes and I remember the related TOTM. I think I'll find a pair of shoes in the next space. Crossing the doorframe, I turn to my right and see a pair of velcro shoes, for men this time, next to a waterway. I don't waste my time and sit next to them to take mine out. I start with my right foot and just pull the shoe out. The laces just follow the motion, like it was not tied. I do the same with the left foot and see that the laces seem to be tied around my ankle again. I just pull it harder and goes out with no problem. I put the velcro shoes on and stand up to see the tapes are not properly adjusted. A minor detail I think then I turn and start walking somewhere when I remember the Expecto Patronus task! I want to do this one since it seems to be pretty easy. I hold a stick from the ground thinking that it may work wood for a wand. point it to the front and say the words. I see a bit of smoke rising from the tip like it is an incense stick. I go to the next space and repeat it again more confidently. More smoke rises from the tip. The place is still empty, no animal, no bug, nothing. I turn and see inside a mirror hanging on the wall of what apparently was a room. I see a blurry reflection of me, and remember that I must feel specially happy to do this task. My first thought is sex! Ok, I think about the good feeling and say the words louder. My throat hurts a little. More smoke and I start looking around to see something, when I see the shadow of an eagle moving on the floor. I turn to the skies to see it, but it's a dark night sky. Then I hear it screeching, like it's flying away. I don't know if it counts but I decide to properly adjust my shoes when I start feeling the whole dream is fading. * Woke up after that.
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Ritual: WTB 1am, woke 4:20am, got up and read, drank spice lassi (yogurt, water, turmeric, cumin, salt), did 12 minutes seated meditation incorporation SSILD technique before returning to bed at 5:50am. Before going to bed I affirmed several times, "I vow to lucid dream," reflecting on how a vow is much more serious than an intention, a little nervous that I might inadvertantly break my vow, but reminding myself that I didn't dare, failing to go through on an intention is one thing, but you're never supposed to break your vows. I wanted to avoid supplements for the most part as that hasn't helped much lately, but I did use a few drops of Calea Zacatechichi tincture, because although I can't say for sure if it actually works, I thought the distinctive taste might contribute a useful placebo effect. I lay on my back in bed and did a series of tension-relaxation exercises, then cycled in random order through several affirmations ("I am aware / I do / I dream"). Drifted off, woke up a little, realized it was getting too bright out and my mind felt sufficiently wakeful that this might be an obstacle to sleep, so I put on my sleep mask (a device of last resort as I don't like wearing it), turned on my left side, and continued the affirmations until I fell asleep. I got a lot of distinct hypnagogic imagery and sounds every time I started to drift off, but I did not feel the physical signs of transition. WILD, Part 1: I woke up again, thinking I might have transitioned successfully, and got out of bed. I could still distinctly feel myself wearing the sleep mask so I wondered if I was really dreaming, but realized that since it wasn't obstructing my vision, then I must be. I was tempted to rip off the mask but decided to just ignore it, and soon the sensations disappeared for the duration of the dream. Now that I was sure I was dreaming, I wanted to get started right away on my tasks. I reached behind me for my wand, a gesture familiar from a few years ago when I had been playing a lot with Harry Potter style magic. I got used the idea that my wand was sheathed just behind my right hip, so I could just reach back there at any time to draw it. However, this time I came up empty-handed. I realized that this was probably because, having just gotten out of bed, I wasn't wearing any clothes. Nevermind, I can work on that task later. By this time I'm in the kitchen, so it should be an easy matter to procure some fortune cookies! I walk toward the kitchen counter, expecting to find a bag of fortune cookies ready to hand. Sure enough, there is a clear plastic bag right where I expect, but as I reach for it I see that it contains... what are those, pierogies? I laugh because they look almost like fortune cookies and are anything but, and it is just like dream to bait and switch this way. I pick up the bag and reach into it anyway, focusing my expectations around pulling out a proper fortune cookie, and by the time my hand closes around something, I can tell that it is falling into line: it has the dry smooth surface, distinctive shape and ridges of a fortune cookie. I pull it out and break it in half to get the fortune. I remember that I'm supposed to eat the cookie too, so I start nibbling at it while extracting the fortune, which was wedged inside the cookie in a crumpled up wad. As I smooth it, I see that the little strip of paper is covered with what looks like dabs of herb butter mixed with little shreds of nori seaweed, a kind of east-west fusion of ingredients. I'm disappointed to see that there is no writing on the paper at all, just the seasonings. No problem, the bag contains several cookies. I'll just get another. I try again, and fortunately the next cookie contains a larger slip of paper, one that comes out properly this time and contains actual text—quite a lot of text actually, four or five lines of it. I start to read it, murmuring aloud to help fix it in memory. It starts something like: "And earth her allies rift..." It goes on from there, not making much sense, and worse, by the time I get to the second line the first one is already changing, now "her allies" looks like it has been replaced by something in German, "die Beile." (Weird, according to my German dictionary app "die Beile" means "axes, hatchets." I've studied a bit of German, which is why I have the app, but I'm not aware that I've ever learned that word and didn't even know if it was a real one until I looked it up.) I continue reading the fortune, and by the time I get to the end the first line has changed again even more, and I'm pretty sure so has everything else. I realize this is somewhat hopeless, the fortune was so long that it would have been hard enough to remember even if it were static, much less track all the changes, so I just determine to remember the part that I read initially, since I think I can keep at least this much in working memory: "And earth her allies rift." By this point the fortune has transformed into a large plastic wrapper like the sort that might have wrapped a whole box of cookies, and as I continue to look at it, I'm surprised by how much additional text is written on the side in small print: mundane details like the address of the manufacturer, etc. I see a date, "1945," and note that the place of manufacture is San Francisco, which makes sense (wasn't the fortune cookie invented there?) but by now the date has already changed to "1929." FA: Around this time I wake up and grab the notebook I keep next to the bed to start writing things down. Something's wrong, though: even though I normally open it to a blank page before sleeping, it is now open to a page wholly printed with graphics resembling some type of manga. I don't remember the notebook having graphics! I flip through to find a blank page quickly while my memories are fresh, but all the white pages are already filled with previous notes, and they are interspersed with the manga pages, like a cross between a notebook and a graphic novel. I find a space of blank color on one of the manga images, just enough room to scribble, "and earth her allies rift," but then I feel guilty about spoiling the drawing. I don't even remember what the story is, but if I write all over it I might end up regretting it. While I'm still trying to figure out where to put down the rest of my notes, my husband comes into the room carrying two boxes wrapped in paper, like presents. Apparently this is some new game that has just arrived that he wants to play together, a console game. I remember him telling me about it earlier: the plot has something to do with cartoonish kids and their gorilla allies. It seems that the game can only be played in two-person mode, so he has come in to try to wake me up. I'm still lying in bed, so he sets the two boxes down right on top of me and starts to rip off the paper wrapping. The boxes are cubes measuring about a foot on each side, and at first I wonder why they are so large, but as he tears off the paper I can see from the box art that they contain individual devices like Playstation controllers. Although I do want to play the game at some point, I'm annoyed at this disruption because I was in the middle of a lucid dream attempt! After jotting down my notes I had been planning to try to re-enter the dream state. However, I already vaguely suspect that this might not be a real awakening because everything seems so exaggerated, from the problems with my notebook to my husband's rude attempt to wake me. He may not share my hobby, but he's aware of it, and would be unlikely to disturb me while I'm still sleeping, much less set boxes on me! This remains only a suspicion, and I don't become fully aware of the fact that I'm still dreaming. Rather, I conclude only that I'm still on the verge of it, since I can still feel the heaviness and tingling in my limbs that lets me know that I can probably re-enter the dreamstate once this distraction has diminished. So I quietly grumble at my husband until he leaves, careful to keep calm and not lose my temper since that could wake me up too much and make it impossible to to return to the dream. After he goes out of the room, I get myself settled in the bed again and prepare to re-transition. This is amusing in retrospect because evidently I was fully dreaming the whole time—I had the impression that I was DEILDing back into the dream, but obviously if this had been a real awakening DEILD would have been impossible after such a chaotic interlude! When I felt confident I was dreaming again, I got back out of bed. WILD, Part 2: Having done fortune cookies, I thought I should put all my focus now into completing the Patronus TOTM. Once more I reach for my wand and once again come up empty-handed. No matter, I've used a chopstick as a wand before with great success, and I keep a jar of those right on the kitchen counter, so I walk up to it and pluck a nice sturdy one. Although the jar is mostly full of delicately-pointed Japanese chopsticks, I choose a sturdier one of the Chinese type, cut half-square and half-round. It looks just like one of my real chopsticks, from a simple and practical set I acquired many years ago in Nonthaburi because I didn't know I was supposed to give them back to the door-to-door noodle vendor, and it feels comfortable and familiar in my hand. I figure that it would be most appropriate to summon a Patronus if there were a real threat, but I don't want to over-complicate things by going to look for one. I reason that since my husband was annoying me just now with the boxes and almost woke me up, this could serve as a sufficient stand-in. So I find him in the living room, point the wand toward him and say firmly, "Expecto Patronum!" I hear an audible "pop" like something bursting but see no change in the visual field. I try again and nothing happens at all. I strengthen my resolve, try a third time, and... what is that?... I look closer... it's... moths! The air between us where I was aiming the wand is now occupied with a cloud of small shimmering moths! I'm delighted with these results because they were so unexpected. I figured my Patronus would turn out to be something predictable like a type of animal I like, maybe a cat or an owl or a raven or even a horse, but moths had never crossed my mind! However, I had intentionally left the form of the Patronus unspecified, because I was hoping the dream would collaborate with me creatively and come up with something interesting and unanticipated, and in this respect it fulfilled its role splendidly. Moths! I would never have consciously arrived at this solution, but now it makes perfect sense: I am very much a night person, after all, and these are definitely night moths. I watch them for a few moments, entranced by the glitter and sparkle of their silver bodies in flight. They are relatively small, with wingspans of roughly three-quarters of an inch, but there is a whole cloud of them, many dozens filling an area several feet on either side. Although we are indoors, they appear to be illuminated by moonlight. It is incredibly beautiful. And they've fulfilled the function of a Patronus, it seems, in that they have averted the "threat" (such as it was) and completely defused the tension in the room. My husband is watching them too, and appears just as enchanted with them as I am. After admiring the moths for a while, I notice a rabbit on the living room floor. It is wonderfully well-articulated, closely resembling Dürer's famous drawing of a hare. (Probably WLR because I briefly saw that drawing yesterday.) Since I'm still holding the wand, I figure I might as well try out another HP spell. I recall that there's one that ends with "leviosa," and although I can't remember the first word, I figure it is unimportant because clearly "leviosa" is the operative term. So I point the wand at the hare and say, "Leviosa!" Sure enough, it rises right off the ground into the air. I set it back down and pet it fondly. I now feel satisfied that I have accomplished both the tasks I had intended, and I know I should wake up now and write promptly before I forget any details. But the dream is going so well, so clear and stable and responsive... it would be a shame to leave it so soon... I give in to the temptation to take a quick look outside, just for a minute, before coming back in to wake up and begin my report. Walking back through the kitchen, I open the screen door to the back patio. Sometimes my WILDs become more unstable after I leave the house, probably in large part because I've developed the expectation that this can happen, but in this case I plan to wake up soon anyway, so I walk outside without hesitation. It only takes a step or two before the environment no longer resembles my backyard. I encounter a group of four DCs, a mix of men and women who appear to be in their twenties. They begin to approach or accost me in a vaguely threatening manner. I try the Patronus charm again, but it is not as effective this time: the cloud of moths is much smaller and the DCs appear unimpressed. I'm not sure if I actually see them holding wands, or only rationalize that they might be, but I figure this would be the perfect opportunity to try another HP spell. "Expelliamus!" I shout, aiming at the guy on the far left. Sure enough, his wand jumps right out of his hand toward me, and I catch it neatly. You'd think this would give the others enough warning to prepare their defenses, and indeed they seem to be scrambling to try, but I promptly disarm them all using the same technique. I walk on a little further, and encounter a few more DCs sitting on a low brick wall and chatting. The initial four have followed me, and I get the impression that the new ones are their friends. I wonder if they are going to retaliate at me for having taken all their wands, so try the Patronus charm yet again: "Expecto Patronum!" This time only a scattering of moths appear, a half dozen or less. I feel a bit embarrassed at this poor showing. "It must be out," I muse, wondering if the wand can only conjure a limited number of moths in a given interval. Nevermind, I've got more tricks in my arsenal, and I want to intimidate these DCs so they'll back off. I wonder if I can levitate the whole group of people? "Leviosa!" I command, trying to make them all rise in the air at once. It doesn't work, and I speculate that maybe this is like game mechanics, where it is easier to perform such effects on simple creatures like animals, but harder on a more intelligent creature like a person, since they get a free roll to resist. I think it over and decide, well, maybe so, but... I have all the wands! Their combined power should be enough to counter any resistance. Is it possible to use more than one wand simultaneously to cast a spell? Only one way to find out! Standing in the center of the DCs, who form a ring around me, I levitate myself initially—partly to cement the idea of levitation more firmly in mind, and partly because some of them look like they might want to make a grab at me at any minute. Hovering in the air just above them, I arrange all the wands together in my right hand so that I am gripping them evenly, and try again: "Leviosa!" This time I am pleased to see the whole circle of people around me—about six or seven now I think, the initial group plus their friends—rise simultaneously several feet into the air until they are almost even with my own level. They all look discomfited and alarmed by this change of circumstances, so to reassure them that I mean no real harm I let them sink gently back down to the ground and come down as well myself, satisfied with the results of my experiment. I decide to stop fooling around now and go back into the house to write my report. It seems dream logic has made me forget that I can just wake up whenever I want to, I don't actually have to go back bodily into the house and manually start writing. But as I turn to go, one of the girls who has returned to her seat on the brick wall yells something hostile and sarcastic after me. I figure she's upset over my levitation stunt, so I decide to use friendliness to try to transform her attitude. I walk right up to her and, maybe taking "friendliness" a little too far, kiss her on the lips. Although she just looks startled and confused now, I smile warmly and say with genuine affection, "See you later!" Returning to what I think must be the spot where I came out of the building, I go back inside. Just in case the DCs are still feeling miffed and try to follow me in, I lock and bolt the heavy door behind me. This is no longer the sliding screen door to my kitchen, but a large and solidly made wooden door with numerous locking mechanisms. I'm not sure if I came in the right door at all, because when I turn around I see that I'm in what looks like a nineteenth-century boiler room: it is full of heavy, old-fashioned machinery. Nevermind, I'm sure I can find the entrance to my kitchen just a little further on, so I'll go through and look for it. As I pass by some of the machines, I marvel at their intricacy and the clarity with which I can perceive how they are constructed. I pass one machine that has a cylindrical body like an old stove. Although it is made out of solid black cast iron, there is a primitive electric cord incongruously coming out of it, so I figure it must be from a period of technological transition in the late nineteenth century. The electricity is driving some kind of rotating grinder that is hidden in the upper part of the cast iron body under a round upper plate, and with a flash of insight I think I know what this is: it must be a mill of some kind! But what is it grinding? I look at it a little longer and see a lower basin, also cast iron, positioned below the cylindrical body to catch drippings of some kind: the drippings resemble hot slag, semi-melted metal. Whatever this thing is milling, it is definitely not flour! I continue to make my way through the room, dodging complex pieces of shaped metal and machinery that crowd around closely on all sides, but when I get to the far wall I'm disconcerted to find that there's no door. How am I going to get back into my house? Although there seems to be no exit in the walls other than the door I came in, the ceiling is so far overhead as to be out of sight, and I observe that this is less a room than a vertical shaft filled with industrial machinery all the way up, so I begin to levitate and rise through the lattice of metal bars. When I get about three storeys up I see in the wall what looks like the worn wooden cover of a hatch, arched on the top and with a flat base. There is no handle and it looks like it would be too small to crawl through comfortably, but I figure I can make a portal in the wall here to pass through. Aiming my wand at the wall, I intend for a portal to form in the location of the hatch. Although nothing appears that I would recognize as a portal, the wall changes, the area in front of me becoming transparent, and just a few feet beyond I see a vertical transparent sheet of glass, apparently the wall of a neighboring building, a modern glass-walled high-rise. Directly across from me through the glass, I see what looks like the interior of a cafe, the sort of place the people who work in this building might stop for coffee or a snack on their lunch hour. It is dark inside and empty of customers, as it is nighttime, but I notice with mild alarm that several cops are running through the cafe and aiming guns at me! They seem very deliberate, as though this was a sting operation directed at stopping me. If they shoot, they'll surely break the glass and then I'll be exposed. I consider making the first move and breaking the glass myself to engage them, but I don't feel like getting into combat. I point my wand toward the cops with the intention of creating some kind of protective barrier between us, but I don't see any change and can't tell if this is successful. I decide to just get out of here. Making another portal directly in front of me seems like a bad idea, because the cops might shoot at any moment, so I get a bit creative and make the portal directly under my feet—all this time I have been hovering in the air, after all—and then I take what feels like a leap of faith and simply let myself fall directly into it. Would any pursuers be able to follow? As I fall, I decide that probably the best course at this point is to let the portal lead me to waking, and so I transition from feeling as though I'm falling through a round tunnel of undefined space to waking up in my bed and scrambling to start taking notes before the memories fade. It's interesting how clear and stable my dream memory remains—even of such a complex series of episodes—for as long as I am still dreaming, and it is only on waking that the whole fabric begins to thin and fray unless it is captured immediately. Fortunately there were no problems with my notebook this time so I jotted down the key details quickly by hand and then spent the next hour and a half typing up my full draft of the report while the memories were still fresh in mind. I don't mind devoting the time (and sacrificing the sleep) for it when the dreaming is so good!
07.09.2014Expecto Patronum at Downtown (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I had a False Awakening and noticed that my wife was waking up. It was morning, but it was still dark outside. My wife went to the living room, and she appeared to be complaining because none of the lights worked. I asked her what was going on and she said that the lights wont turn on. I figured it was the classic light fail from dreams and double checked with a failed reality check. I jumped out of bed and I planned to go outside and fly away to make the dream stable. As I was about to leave my house I recalled the Basic ToTM to put some shoes on. So I just grabbed a pair of shoes from the entrance and put them on. Easy. I recalled that if they had laces and I tied them both, it was bonus, but my shoes had no laces, as they were the same shoes I am using in waking: As I looked up, I visualized some laces spawning and be able to tie them, but the shoes did not change, and I did not feel wasting my time staring at my shoes, so I just flew away. As I was flying, I tried to recall the advanced Tasks but I was not luckt at it. I demanded a few things to make the dream stable, such as, "Clarity now!" When the dream was clear enough, I tried, "Remember Advanced ToTM" but I had no lucky. I recalled the Robin Williams one, but I do not care at all for Celebrities and I did not feel like it. So I kept flying to downtown and landed in a busy street. Still trying to remember the advanced task of the month, I recalled Dreamer's Dare so I planned to teleport myself to the blue world. As I was focusing on this, I heard some background voice saying, "Percy is a psychic, so he ain't no muggle!" As I heard that, I instantly recalled that I needed to cast the Expecto Patronum spell. I was going to cast it but I believed I needed a wand or I would fail the task. I tried to look for a wand and to spawn one myself with little luck, but then, I found a branch laying on the ground and I grabbed it and I would pretend it was a wand. As I held it for a few moments, the branch turned into a black wand: So, as lifted the wand and chanted, "Expecto Patronum!" Lucky me, a white mist started to form and what appeared to be the face of an Elephant started to spawn. It floated around me for a while until it vanished. Not a very exciting thing, but oh well, task is done. No one around me seemed to noticed this spell. As I centered myself into working on Dreamer's Dare, I woke up.
Morning of May 11, 2014. Sunday. My wife Zsuzsanna and I live in a huge mansion (with a false memory of having moved there just recently, but I am not sure if our move is complete yet) with so many rooms, it is probably difficult to count them all, especially as some have not been used for a long time. The house is very old and in disrepair and, I think, belongs to the owner of our present home (a recurring association). I soon discover that I have a device that is like a wand or small rod. It has multiple functions that work depending on which one is needed the most at a particular time. This basic idea has been somewhat sparsely recurring over many years, but sometimes with different associations and workability. In this case, the wand does several things, including removing any sort of patina, rust, cobweb, or dust, and also automatically repairs things (such as broken pipes or holes in plaster). My dream is very long but mostly only involves directing the wand at the various fixtures and such in the rooms that need cleaning and repair. I am amazed at how dark rust and such is transformed into smooth shiny silvery metal. Cobwebs are dissolved from corners of tables and some things are automatically polished. Screws are tightened automatically and any nails that have partly come out or any wood that has been damaged is also restored to original condition. Some of what I do is random, though, as a few rooms need far more work than others and I only do parts of the more difficult surfaces and areas, which I plan to do additional work on later. I move the wand about and make “stripes” of transformed silver in the deeply rusted pipes and such, with a similar effect as filling in an outline of a shape with a pen or pencil (recurring over many years) - yet I am not aware of any adjustment to make the “brush” (or range) wider (similar to a brush in a graphics program by association). I am enjoying my work, though. There is not any physical stress involved, though I do know it will take time and effort.
Dream 1 : (I don't know from what I got lucid)[COLOR="#008080"]I'm in my apartment and I do some RCs and some of them don't work but the last one works(I have 6 fingers). I jump through the window and someone from inside the apartment yells : "Why did you jump?! You're going to kill yourself!" [/COLOR] Dream 2 : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in a train with a guy. The train suddenly stops and we get out of it. We're in the middle of nowhere but there's a huge pyramid like 10 meters away from us. The guy tries to repair somekind of weapon but he doesn't suceed so he just gets angry and drags me inside the pyramid. The room is really dark with the colors black and purple. There's a triangle and at the end of the lines there's one weapon. The weapons were a wand, a bow and a book. The guy picks up the book and I pick up the wand and we put them together and there is this shiny line between them. There's Kris on a bench inside the room and I yell for him to go and grab the bow. He doesn't hear because he's listening to music but I go to him and I drag him there. He stays and stares at me and that guy for like 5 seconds then he grabs the bow and then we put them together and this blue shiny portal appears. The guy with who I was in the train tells me that we need to jump in it to save Aura(?) .[/COLOR] Dream 3: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in an apartment complex with dad and there are all kinds of guys in there and dad keeps asking about my opinion on them.I go to the end of the hall and there's this guy(Dad disappeared). I ask him how old he is and he says 16. I tell him that he should pull a prank on his mom by telling her something (I don't remember what, had to do something with wine). He says ok then he knocks on the door and I run away. I sit on the stairs and wait to see how the prank goes. [/COLOR] Dream 4: [COLOR="#800080"]All I remember about this is that there were maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaany spiders on a high-rise building and everyone fainted.[/COLOR]
Updated 01-01-2014 at 07:05 PM by 61851
I love the part where I use my wand and shout "Lumos!" [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m on the hill at the end of the street I grew up on. Offto my left is the fenced-in backyard of the house that sits at the top cornerof the hill. The lighting is dim and I seem to have gone for a walk at night,leading me to this location.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I can sense movement behind the fence and I realize someoneis riding a bike in the backyard. I know that the people who live there wouldnever allow anyone to ride a bike in the yard so I’m a little concerned. I knowthe person must be a trespasser though I sense no malice.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I wait for a bit and watch to see what happens when I losesight of the person. I look around but I can’t tell where they’ve gone. Thickbushes are abundant on the property and I can’t tell if the person remains orhas left without me noticing.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk a little bit along the fenceline and discover an opengate leading into the back yard. It has clearly been left open in haste and Isuspect the person disappeared into the cover of darkness. I want to see theperson and the bike but I also want to get a better look into the back yard. I’venever actually been onto the property and I find myself curious.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Lumos!” I shout the word as I flourish my wand, a light toguide my dark path into the dense brush and deep growth of the yard. The leavesof vines hanging on various plants are lush and green, an odd contrast to thenormal pallor of Texas landscapes in the summer.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection; 2; Somenone cast a green jet and held it at a gate. I tried summoning a lightning bolt from the sky. Lucid because I saw the scene change in front of my face. A car drove by with a few girls in it. Girl from BIP, grew into an aerogel angel.
Updated 05-19-2012 at 10:40 PM by 25261
It started on a train and I was with all the people from the Harry Potter series. I was Harry Potter and I acted like I was him. My wand was a short sword with a wooden blade sticking out of the handle. When we arrived at the station I learned I was in a tournament and had won the last tournament. Drako was at the station with his dad and started mocking me about how he had kicked me in the face in the past and how he was better than me. I then replied how I've beat him in every wizard dual tournament and won the previous one. I left to find my friends. We sat in a restaurant and the Malfoys sat right next to us. Drako was arguing with his dad and suddenly he dropped his wand and it rolled under our table. We tried to get it for him and then Jenny dropped her wand under the table and Drako complained to his father about how the wand was useless anyway. We were about to leave when I heard Voltemorts voice say someone will try to shoot Harry Potter. In this moment I floated out of Harry Potter and was like a spectator on a fps video game. Jenny got up and left for no reason and Harry decided to leave too but found Jenny's wand. He said he needs to find her and as he was leaving I heard Drako's dad say to Drako here son you can use my wand and Drako replied "It's about time." Harry Potter was leaving and I saw Jenny coming back and she had like an odd glare in her eyes and I saw her carrying a small pistol and I knew she was cursed. I hurried to get to Harry Potter and when I did he was going up some big stairway that led to the upper level of the train station that kinda looked like airport. Then, Jenny came through the hall way and had the gun. She pointed it at Harry and he tried to talk some to her and tell her not to do this but she wasn't replying. He pointed his wand at her and disarmed her pistol. She laughed and said I can just ask for another one. She looked up and held her hand up and said some stuff I didn't understand and black and red swirls of light started circling her and a gun appeared in her hand. She pointed it at him and laughed. He disarmed her again and started saying that she can resist him and needs to come back. She said Harry I was testing you. See? The gun was actually a black and red T.V remote control. They hugged and I thought maybe I could control him again and when he got to the upper floor, Harry and his friends sat at a table and I floated into him and I wad in control again. Nobody noticed... I gave Jenny her wand back and I looked at mine and was wondering what the blade on the side was for. I found out that it moved and there was a button on the handle. I turned the blade around and around and then pressed the button and it spun around like a fan and everyone at the table was amazed. I bragged, cool my wand is a wand, a sword, and a toy! A few people laughed but most were not and looked a little jealous. Then Hermione whispered "Harry, it would be better not to brag in front of your friends." Then there was some talking and then I woke up.
Joshdamighty It started on a train and I was with all the people from the Harry Potter series. I was Harry Potter and I acted like I was him. My wand was a short sword with a wooden blade sticking out of the handle. When we arrived at the station I learned I was in a tournament and had won the last tournament. Drako was at the station with his dad and started mocking me about how he had kicked me in the face in the past and how he was better than me. I then replied how I've beat him in every wizard dual tournament and won the previous one. I left to find my friends. We sat in a restaurant and the Malfoys sat right next to us. Drako was arguing with his dad and suddenly he dropped his wand and it rolled under our table. We tried to get it for him and then Jenny dropped her wand under the table and Drako complained to his father about how the wand was useless anyway. We were about to leave when I heard Voltemorts voice say someone will try to shoot Harry Potter. In this moment I floated out of Harry Potter and was like a spectator on a fps video game. Jenny got up and left for no reason and Harry decided to leave too but found Jenny's wand. He said he needs to find her and as he was leaving I heard Drako's dad say to Drako here son you can use my wand and Drako replied "It's about time." Harry Potter was leaving and I saw Jenny coming back and she had like an odd glare in her eyes and I saw her carrying a small pistol and I knew she was cursed. I hurried to get to Harry Potter and when I did he was going up some big stairway that led to the upper level of the train station that kinda looked like airport. Then, Jenny came through the hall way and had the gun. She pointed it at Harry and he tried to talk some to her and tell her not to do this but she wasn't replying. He pointed his wand at her and disarmed her pistol. She laughed and said I can just ask for another one. She looked up and held her hand up and said some stuff I didn't understand and black and red swirls of light started circling her and a gun appeared in her hand. She pointed it at him and laughed. He disarmed her again and started saying that she can resist him and needs to come back. She said Harry I was testing you. See? The gun was actually a black and red T.V remote control. They hugged and I thought maybe I could control him again and when he got to the upper floor, Harry and his friends sat at a table and I floated into him and I wad in control again. Nobody noticed... I gave Jenny her wand back and I looked at mine and was wondering what the blade on the side was for. I found out that it moved and there was a button on the handle. I turned the blade around and around and then pressed the button and it spun around like a fan and everyone at the table was amazed. I bragged, cool my wand is a wand, a sword, and a toy! A few people laughed but most were not and looked a little jealous. Then Hermione whispered "Harry, it would be better not to brag in front of your friends." Then there was some talking and then I woke up.
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