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Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs.

We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

Dream - Lucid

I fell asleep, and knew I was dreaming almost immediately after entering the dream. It felt unstable and dim, as if I was only very lightly asleep. My mom and brother were there in the house as well.

I wanted to get out of the house. I tried to phase through some things to do so, like the ceiling and the door, but all were solid, and I couldn't get through no matter how hard I intended to (this is something I've done successfully many times in the past; I don't usually have this much trouble phasing through things). I decided to try to phase through a window instead. I went up to it, and slammed my body into it. I didn't phase through, but the window fell out, leaving me an opening. Woohoo! I went outside.

I was then walking down the road outside my house on a sunny day. My mom and my brother were there too, I think walking a bit in front of me. I, of course, had to fly. I got a running start, hoping this wouldn't turn out like earlier when I was trying to phase through things and having no success. I took off into the air, and was flying! I looked down and saw my mom and brother walking on the road. I was up over my neighborhood, flying over roofs and beautiful green treetops that were starting to turn with the seasons.

I was then starting to slowly lose height. I tried to think myself back up higher, but it was proving to be difficult. I finally gained a bit more height back, but it wasn't where I wanted to be; I wanted to fly as high as the highest treetops! I kept trying to think myself up there, but I couldn't get any higher than I was. Besides, I was starting to sink again.

I then briefly thought about myself being so high up, I could see the curve of the Earth; almost up in space! I thought I shouldn't be afraid of this height, because I'm dreaming, and I can't get hurt.

I then remember being outside someone's house. I decided I wanted to go in and explore. But first, I really needed to RC and make sure I wasn't awake (as if flying wasn't enough). I checked my hand, and I had 5 very short, stubby fingers, which then enlongated a bit, and I had 6. Yeah, definitely a dream.

I decided to try to phase through into the house. Of course, this wasn't working out too well. I finally got frustrated enough to where I finally phased through, and everything turned black with lots of purple flecks overlaying my vision (a common thing for me to see with my eyes closed anyway IWL). I also felt a very interesting sensation when I phased through, one I can't ever recall feeling before when phasing through things. As soon as I stepped into the door and things went black, I felt this warmth overlaying my body, like a soft, comfy, warm blanket being draped over me. I've felt that when meditating before, but never in dreams.

Spoiler for Explicit content:

I was then in a room that looked similar to my grandparents' old, old house, with this tall chair in the middle of it. I sat on the chair, and for some reason, started to grind on it? I then had an intense orgasm, and woke up.

~

I was in my room, and so were Blake and my dad. My dad was sitting on my bed by my chest of drawers, and I was standing by my mirror on top of my dresser. I was changing clothes for some reason. I told my brother and dad to close their eyes. I then felt that I wasn't wearing a bra. Weird. I took my shirt off, and put on a light blue bra. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and it almost looked like I still wasn't wearing a bra, but it was just extremely light blue. I felt kinda weird, but I trusted that they weren't looking. I then said
"Well I guess you can open your eyes now," before I put a shirt on.
Eh, whatever. They're my family, I doubt they'll look anyway.

My dad then said something, and I turned around. He had opened up my second drawer in my chest of drawers, and apparently, I had Barbie dolls in there? He was brushing the naked Barbie's blonde hair with a toy brush. I also noticed the top drawer was slightly opened. It had ashes in it from my pipe. I figured if he saw it, he wouldn't really care much, so I stopped worrying about it. He then said something inappropriate about the Barbie, about how he put it back in there.

I was then looking through one of the windows by the front door, and I saw these flyers, one with Blake's picture on it, and one with mine. It looked as if I was sitting with some friends in an auditorium, and my hair was shorter, like it was when I was younger. I got excited, because we had tried out for something, and we had made it! I called for Blake to come and look.

We then stepped outside to read the flyers as well. There were two lists posted. I saw Blake's name on the first one, and pointed it out to him. He was doing some technical work for a play or some kind of show. I then looked at the other one, and replacing the picture of me from earlier, was a picture of me naked from the shoulders down. What. The. Fuck. Who got this naked picture of me? Where? WHY?!? I was baffled, confused, and insulted. The picture then started to move, and it changed its angle to being from the bottom, showing my butt and my vag as I walked. Wow. Privacy=violated.

At any rate, I had made it into the same play or show Blake was doing the technical work for.

Dream - Lucid

I was with Jake, staying the night at his parents' place, though it looked nothing like either of their IWL houses (they aren't together IWL either). The house was beautiful, clean, and spacious. It almost reminded me of a vacation home. I was lying in a bed that looked like it was in a big living area with these huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The colors in the room were neutral white and off white colors. I remember Jake being beside my bed as I was falling asleep.

In the morning, I awoke to the sound of Jake's parents coming home. I was so tired, I didn't really care much. I peeked out from my sleeping mask to see if the sun was up yet, and saw that the room was very bright with sunlight. I gathered it was probably around 10am, a time I don't usually like to sleep in to. But I really just didn't care much that morning for some reason, though, I did get up and go walk over towards the windows.

I then was in a wooden hallway near a sliding glass door that had lots of excited dogs on the other side. A girl was there. She opened the door just a little, I think just to get one of the dogs inside or something, and they all started to come in. She seemed overwhelmed and couldn't figure out what to do. I walked over to the door and the dogs and started commanding them back through the door, one by one. And one by one, they ran back through the door. I got them all outside, one doggy at a time.

I then was walking back to my bed in the big living room area. I was coming from the direction of the windows. I then saw Jake's parents standing in the middle of the room, just looking out the window. I debated saying hello to them, but decided to just ignore them. They didn't say anything to me either. In fact, they didn't even look at me as I walked over to the bed, which now looked like a small pull out bed from a chair or couch. I curled up under the comfy covers, still very sleepy, slid my sleeping mask over my eyes, and that was that.

Before I woke up for real, I remember briefly dreaming of chakras and auras, seeing aura photos with the chakras in them.

~

I was with Jake again. This time, I wanted to go get my car washed. I told Jake this, but we rode in his car, which in the dream was an older, big navy blue car, to the car wash, which looked oddly like my waking life garage. We got out of the car.

There were many people working in there, and there was another car pulled in on the other side of the garage as well. When we got there is when I realized that I had wanted to wash my car, but Jake's car was in there instead, since he had driven. I commented about this to Jake. One of the people, a guy, then asked Jake what make his car was, and he completely made up an answer because he wasn't sure. He told them his car was a "Minu (pronounced min-you)". As he said this, he was standing there facing the closed garage door.

I was then in some room with some people I knew from high school, my friend Leigh being one of the people there. I saw Rachel B., a girl I used to be friends with, walk by with Cora, another girl who used to be my friend but is now just an acquaintance. Rachel B. and I don't talk anymore IWL. As they passed, I heard someone say "Hi, Krista!" I had, at first, thought it was Rachel B., but when I turned around to see who it was, it was Cora who had said hi. She walked past me. They were both wearing the plain black dresses we used to wear for choir concerts in high school.

I was then in my garage, and I think Leigh was with me too. The garage doors were open this time, and it wasn't like a car wash anymore. In fact, no cars were there. I saw my friend Drew D. standing by the wall in the garage. I said hello to him and we started to talk. I noticed he looked skinnier than I remember him being IWL, and the right (his left) half of his face sagged a little. It looked like he had gotten Bell's Palsy, an infection of one of the facial nerves with the HSV I virus that can temporarily paralyze one side of your face (I've had this IWL). He just kept talking like nothing was wrong, like it wasn't a big deal, which was awesome, but I didn't say anything to him about it, though I wanted to. I just listened as he talked. Another girl then came up excitedly to say hello to him, and gave him a big hug. I figured that was my cue to cut the conversation off.

I walked away, and out of the garage. It was a sunny day outside. I looked into the garage, and it looked like the floor had been filled with white concrete or plaster or something, some of it looked like it was covering up most of the tornado shelter that's built into the garage. It looked like the house was being completely renovated on the outside; I barely recognized it as the old house I grew up in, though it was still the same aside from the renovations.

Dream - Lucid

I was at Jake's apartment. We were in his bedroom playing video games. It was pretty vivid, and I had a feeling I was dreaming. I did a finger count RC. I had been holding up only 4 fingers, but I was counting 5. It's a dream!

I went over to Jake and said
"Jake! Guess what?"
He smiled and replied, equating my enthusiasm,
"What?"
"This is a lucid dream!"
I floated up to the ceiling. How exciting! A very vivid LD!

I was then in a big room with lots of windows and a couch. The room was bright. I feel like many people were milling about. It sort of reminded me of a building from my old college. With me was an older man. His hair was greying. His presence didn't seem odd. He was just...there with me. I turned to him and asked if he was my guide. He didn't say yes outright, but I listened to his words, and yes was in there, though I can't remember the exact wording. I had never gotten that answer before from any regular DCs.

He was then sitting on the couch, and I was standing in front of him. I then remembered something I've wanted to know for a long time.
"Who is that dream character that appears so often in my dreams? The one with the brown hair?"
There was a person then seated next to him. I don't remember what they looked like before, but they started to morph. They were then an overweight, middle-aged woman with dark, greasy hair pulled back into a ponytail. She couldn't make eye contact with me at all, and was muttering to herself and swaying. I asked my guide if that was my dream character in a past life. He told me yes.

As I looked at my supposed guide, I noticed he kept looking older and older, hair whitening and more wrinkles carving his face.

I then went up to a mirror on the wall, and asked to see what Chris, an ex and old friend, was up to. I don't know what made me want to do this. I was going to create a portal, but I ended up creating a "window" on the mirror instead by tracing a circle with my fingers. The area inside the traced circle ended up turning black at first, and then, I could see this area inside a building. It was by a staircase; the floor and the stairs was a dark, finished wood. I thought I saw Chris walking around amongst the people there. I'm not really sure exactly what I was seeing, but I know Chris was there somewhere. For some reason, I felt like I was looking into the future.

Wow...just wow. This. This was amazing. I have a feeling that the old man was actually my repeating dream character, but I'm not positive. Some of the details have since been lost, but I feel like that was implied, though I'm not positive.

Still...wow. I'm simply amazed.

Dream - Lucid

I was in marching band again. We were having some sort of sleepover. It was nighttime, and we were in a house. Next to me was this girl that looked like someone who was in band with me in waking life, Nancy. She was a freshman and I was an upperclassman. For whatever reason, I had taken her under my wing, so to speak.

She asked me to pull a wedgie for her? I said ok, and she leaned forward, exposing the top of her panties. I noticed she was wearing two pairs of underwear, one peachy/skin-toned, and the other a bluish-green.
"This one?" I asked as I tugged the peachy one.
"Yes."
I pulled on it.

More happened in this dream, but I can't recall what right now.

~

I was in bed with JP. It was nighttime. We were in what looked like a hotel, but it was supposed to be at a school. We were both students. I'm not sure why we were in the same bed, there was another bed in the room but it was occupied I believe. I suppose it was like a dorm or something. The bed was next to a big window, with J being on the window side and I on the other. The window showed that we were on a higher floor, I think, and you could see trees and lights from buildings.

As we were laying in bed, he was saying something about my birthday being the next night, and how he was going to give me "birthday sex". I don't remember what I said. I wasn't really thrilled at the prospect, but this guy was scary (and is in waking life as well).

The next night, on my birthday apparently, I stayed in another part of the dorm/hotel. I was worried that JP would get upset because of this, but I didn't want to stay there with him. I then had this huge "flashback" of the college years ago, when a dead woman was found in an indoor pool, stabbed to death. They had to remove the body before they had a funeral service. I then made the terrible connection: JP was the killer from years ago. He was assuming a fake name at the college, the name James Holmes (the Batman movie killer from Colorado).

I knew I couldn't stay. I was in him and I's room, and the light was dim; nighttime again, but there was a lamp that was on on the nightstand. Someone called him and angered him. When he got off the phone, we were then in the living area, and a man appeared from a doorway, looking panicked and concerned. JP went and stabbed a man in the chest. I was sitting on the couch, watching in horror. He came to me then, and carefully chose a short, fat knife from the many knives that he had, all the while talking to me in a cool, calculated, heartless manner. I tried to back away, but he had me. He stabbed me in the lower left chest, but not too deeply, since I was resisting. I felt the pain as he cut me.

Then, it was like the scene was being replayed, only differently. We were in the room again, and his phone started to ring. I spotted a brown spider crawling on the floor with spindly, long legs. I got up to leave the room, and JP said
"You better not leave, this phone call may make me angry." I left anyway as he got on the phone.

I went to the living area and across the room to another door. I barged in and my parents were asleep in the bed there. My mom's head was facing the head of the bed, but my dad was sleeping opposite of her, with his head at the foot of the bed. I shook my dad first saying "Wake up! Wake up!" as I moved on to shake my mother. My mom woke up, and I frantically explained the situation. In the back of my mind, though, I knew we were doomed. She got out of bed, I'm not sure if she said anything. My dad was the only one of us there with the means to defend, and I could not wake him up. I kept trying, but to no avail. I then left the room and ran out the front door as fast as I could. I could run to the lights of the city, or the sparse, dim lights of some homes to my left. I went towards the homes, figuring he wouldn't be able to see me with the dim light. I tried to frantically think of what to do. Should I head to a house and try to knock until someone answered? Or should I run out to the woods? Either way, I felt doomed.

I awoke this morning being quite afraid still, the feelings carrying over from the dream to my waking self. I'm still calming down, and it's been over an hour since I woke up.

I’m in a house with my family. We’re looking out the window. The window has like, two different layers to it, and they both have writing all over them. Outside, it’s kind of dark but there are mountains and pine trees. I think it’s a really pretty view, and I want to take a picture of it.

I go to find my camera, which I apparently left in the next room in a backpack. I take out my camera case and open it, but I discover that I brought the wrong camera. Instead of bringing my good camera, I brought my crappy camera that I used to have in middle school.

But, there’s nothing I can do about it so I decide to go take pictures with it, anyway. Just like in real life, it takes like a whole minute for the camera to take a picture, and when it does, the picture turns out all blurry. Plus, I’m having trouble finding a good spot from which to take a picture, since all my siblings are crowding around me and it makes it hard to move or see.

Finally, they all leave and I’m alone in front of the window. I take a picture of the outside. And then I try to take some pictures of my face, but they all turn out looking really weird and Picasso-esque. And I’m like, “What the hell is wrong with this camera?”

Then I notice a table in front of me, with a card on it. Somehow, I know that my six-year-old sister made the card. On the inside, it has a picture of a lamb and it says “Bless this card” or something along those lines, along with some other religiousy things. And I’m like, “Huh, I didn’t know Annabelle was so religious.”

Dream - Lucid

I was with my friend Leigh, though I don't remember where, it was somewhere weird. We were looking at these colorful patterns on the wall. We had to choose from them for something. I kept thinking they reminded me of spirographs, but they weren't spirally at all; most were, in fact, star patterns. I told Leigh the ones I liked, which included some light blue shooting stars, some circle with a rainbow on the top, and I can't remember the last one. She didn't like the first one I picked, and so she told me the ones she liked. We both liked the one with the rainbow, and I think she said she liked the last one I picked as well.

~

I was in my room, and MK was there. She went into my closet to look for something, I'm not sure what, but she sounded upset about it; she said something in a whiny, sad voice. She knelt down at this old wooden toy box I have in there where I used to keep my pipe. I didn't want her to smell it, though it didn't really matter because she knows I occasionally smoke, but I rushed over and sat on the toy box anyway, and said something to her about whatever she was upset about.

I guess I must have left the closet at some point, because the next thing I knew, I was standing in my room again, and I figured out I was dreaming. I wondered if MK was still there. I went over to the closet, and before I opened it, I said I wanted Ray to be in there. I concentrated on that for a minute, then opened the closet door.
"Ray?", I said. Nothing. He wasn't there. Neither was MK.
But my closet had all these pretty dresses that weren't there before. I remember a poofy, prom-ish looking, sparkly light blue dress, and a small white halter dress with a big sparkly black belt around the waist. I really liked that one!

False awakening. I couldn't sleep, so I just decided to get up. I went to the computer, and my friend from Ireland, Ray, had messaged me on Skype.

Or had he? I thought I could see I had a couple of messages from him when I had been laying in bed, like maybe "Good morning" or something, but there wasn't really a message there. Maybe I should just go back to bed.

Laying in bed again, and I hear what sounds like a phone ringing (from the caller's end), and I rushed over to the computer. When I had went to lay down again, I had accidentally hit something to video chat with Ray. His face popped up in a thumbnail by his messages.
"Oh shit!" I said as I covered my mouth, "I accidentally video called you! I look awful!"
He didn't say anything, and I was trying to avoid looking right at the camera or his face.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to go make a cup of coffee."
I catch a glimpse of his face. The camera showed a side view of him at the computer. He was smiling. He looked kinda like another guy I know in waking life named Levi. I thought that as I walked off to go downstairs and make coffee.

When I got downstairs, I went to the Keurig carousel for some coffee. It was full; I guess my mom had gone to the store before she left for Wisconsin. I looked at all the different coffees, and noticed she had accidentally gotten decaf. It was some kind of decaf vanilla coffee I had never seen before. I looked at the other coffees. I picked one and put it in the machine.

I then looked at the refrigerator, and had a feeling I was dreaming again. I looked at some advertisement that was magnetted to the fridge, looked away, and looked back again, and the words had changed. I can't remember what they said. I kept doing that and the words kept changing. I was so amused, I was reading the new phrases aloud as they changed, kind of narrating what was going on.

I then went back upstairs and decided I needed to go fly. I walked into the bonus room and to the two big windows at the far end. The couch was still there (we got rid of it recently in waking life), so I climbed it and started to try to break the window by ramming my body into it. I was met with very realistic resistance. So I tried it again and again. I had a vague feeling of being trapped, and that it was my subconscious telling me something. I kept ramming the window until it finally gave. Parts of it broke, but the window itself tumbled to the concrete below. I watched it fall and shatter.

I then stepped outside. It was a nice, sunny day. In the dream, there was some roof there for me to stand on (not so in waking life). I started to wonder if I was really dreaming, or if this was real and I was losing my mind. I thought about people who confuse dreams with reality. So I decided to try to hover a little before I flew. I kept jumping up and down with less-than-promising results. I did know that I was dreaming, though. I didn't worry too much about all that after the initial "Holy shit I'm going to have to pay for that window and get locked up in the loony bin" moment.

I then had another false awakening. I was laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, but I knew I was dreaming immediately this time. I actually had a ton of FAs, a lot more than I can really remember other than me waking up and losing the dream again. This seems to happen to me quite often in LDs--if I have one FA, you can bet I'll probably have more.

I then was at the bottom of the stairs, trying to think of how I could properly spend this LD. I wanted to have a deep, spiritual experience, but I didn't know how to induce it. I kept thinking I had to slow my breathing down and really calm my mind, but I felt my waking body breathing, and it didn't feel like I was able to take in enough oxygen, even though I was breathing through my mouth. I tried to concentrate on getting in touch with my inner self (or "higher self", whichever you prefer), which is one of my lucid goals, one that I think will be very beneficial if I can properly implement it.

Then, I felt the buzzing of SP, and my vision turned to some hypnogogia. I then was having yet another FA in my bed.

I didn't know what to do with all this lucid time. So I decided to get down and dirty and have sex with Ray. If you want to read the explicit details,

Spoiler for explicit content:

He was then there, and we were getting naked. I kept kind of losing the dream, but kept concentrating on keeping it. I was surprised at how well this was working out. Usually, in these kinds of situations, I get too excited and wake up...it is actually something I've been working on in my LDs .

I do feel like I lost it once, but it wasn't for long enough for me to wake up. I was then on the dresser, mostly naked, and he was on top of me. For a second, I was looking at the ceiling, and it looked like a chalkboard with words written on it that kept changing. I touched it, and it felt like...well, a chalkboard. I then shifted my attention again. I noticed his pants were still on, and they started to slide down as he got on top of me. There's a mirror on my dresser, and I watched as he entered me. I kept almost losing the dream, but I never did. In fact, it was very vivid...and sexy. I finally came, and it was ridiculously good. Like...ridiculously good.

Then I finally woke up.

And all I have to say now is hot damn. Probably the best sex dream I've ever had.

I was in some kind of a beach party in my home country i walked into a room and there were people dancing to rap music after i while i saw that Redman was there (he knew me by the way) we shaked hands talked a little then he put on some music and started a rap battle he was saying some stuff i wasn't even listening but everyone was going after every line i felt kinda insulted. Then the music stopped and he said that it was my turn he put on the music and everyone was waiting for me to start rapping, needless to say i could not i was just there shaking my head with a grin on my face they got kinda pissed so then i thought i would show them some sick dance move. They were impressed , but as i was doing my dance i saw that my favourite wristband was gone and went to look at everybody's pocket ( i need to add that while looking through the pockets i felt there was something in there like lighters and celular phone's and etc...) as i was looking for my wristband it magicly appeared on my wrist so i told all of them to fuck off not very pleaseant but i dont care. As i was walking out this guy came next to me and started telling me that when i knew what an MC was i should call him that he has a studio. I said to him to fuck off (i mean i wasn't even singing) i knew i was there with my bro so go to search for him while searching i felt this pain in my mouth like when your arm is going numb but with my mouth the front teeth area to be exact i finnaly found my brother he was talking with some girls i told him "We need to go" as we were leaving i tried moving my teeth with my tongue and they fell out he asked me "Did they do this to you" I responded "No" and then i spit 3 teeth it was a fucking nightmare the feeling and all i looked myself in some kind of a mirror i could see my reflection and saw that i did not have the teeth that had fallen out i was begging to get angry and i woke up from the excitetment

This was around afternoon so i jumped out of my bed and checked my teeth and they were there damn it was a relief

Fantastic dream this morning! I’m SO glad I was able to finish it. I think this dream came straight from my subconscious. It concerns something I’ve been working on in my personal life, and this dream is sort of like my graduation, I’d say!

I dreamed that I was back at home with my parents and brother. The house was different than it really is, something like three stories. I was there on the sly to retrieve something (though I don’t know what it was) and get out unseen. My brother’s window was open, but I couldn’t get to it without being seen, so I decided to hide in the thickets under the pine trees and wait until nightfall. For some reason, my parents decided to walk around outside. I tried to stay hidden as best I could. I thought about jumping the fence, but there was no way I could do that without drawing attention to myself. So I kept still. Eventually, they found me anyway. (Side note: I do not have a good relationship with my family, in fact I don’t have one at all.) My dad was carrying some kind of stick, maybe a walking stick. Since I was bent down hiding in the bushes, my dad jabbed me in the back with the stick and pushed me face down on the ground like an intruder. It hurt. So I jumped up and decided to make a run for it. By this time, my mother had picked up a stick tried to swordfight me with it. I reached and grabbed a stick of my own and fought back. We parried for awhile, but I was easily able to overcome the weak fight she put up. I ran past her and jumped in my brother’s window. He was not in his room, but I found the object (a small silver thing) I was looking for and ran up the stairs to my parents’ room on the third floor (in the waking world it’s all one floor). I opened their bedroom window which faced the tops of the pine trees and thought about jumping into a pine, which my cat did one time, but then I remembered I could fly! So I stepped onto the window frame and jumped! I was flying! I flew right over the pine trees circled around flying from the backyard to the front and then down the road. I was careful to keep a good altitude. Fortunately that didn’t seem too hard. I was soaring over treetops and electrical lines. It was wonderful and beautiful! I could see birds and other animals. The clouds were fluffy and pink. The sun was shining. It was late afternoon. And I was thinking as I left my family, “They didn’t even know I could fly!” I love flying; it feels so good!

I was going though some dream at school about picking up some gym clothes for a friend or something. I walk into the gym and immediately get blown back by some powerful force.
I tried to get up but I was paralyzed except on my right arm. Someone grabbed my left arm and told me that I was dreaming. I have no idea who. They started dragging me along the floor.
Whatever was in my schools gymnasium we had to get away from it as fast as possible. Even though I had no idea what was in there, I started throwing fireballs into the gym. The fireballs looked small and weak.
We got to the end of a hallway, and whoever I was with said we had to go out the window. I thought of another power to use. I told myself that when I clapped my hands there was a sonic boom that would break all the windows. I tried to imagine it happening and what the windows would look like after they were destroyed.
But whoever I was with found that the next window was completely missing and we went out that way.
I somehow wound up on the street outside of my school with some of my friends. I told them that I was dreaming and that I wanted to try some flying. One of them got out a plastic skateboard ramp and told me to run of it and when I did I could start flying. I looked to the sky and saw several planets that I could fly to.
I ran at the ramp from a ways away and tried to launch off of it. It totally failed. I just jumped and landed on the pavement. I made no effort to stabilize the dream as I began to wake up at this point. I woke up.

Future me: That dream character was Lia you idiot.

Further Future Me: Her name is Manei.

I fell asleep on the couch apparently and went up to my bed. I decided that since I knew that I was in a REM cycle I could do a WILD. I tried to lay still and count to relax. Then I remember trying to create some nonsense as in a free-falling WILD. It cut off at some point when I fell asleep non lucid.

It was short, blurry and made no sense but it was a lucid nonetheless.

NOTICE: this is the last dream journal entry I made before leaving Dreamviews for an 11-year hiatus. Newer dream journal entries will have a markedly different writing quality and narrative style.

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

Notes:
This semi-lucid bugged the hell out of me. I was in my room upstairs, lying in bed, and then I heard my dad screaming from downstairs in a terrifying manner. I became semi-lucid, so I just decided to jump out the window and fly away, but I got stuck mid-air. Then I was suddenly in my bed again, with my dad still screaming, but this time from down the hallway outside my room! I flipped out and took a running jump out the window, in an effort to get past my dad. Once again I tried to fly, once again I got stuck, and once again I ended up in my bed, and at that point, I could feel my dad's presence right there in the bedroom. I felt something, presumably my dad, move beside me as I jumped out the window a third and final time.

When I woke up in my bed after the third time, I was scared that I was experiencing another repeat.

This was a total of three false awakenings, which were probably all part of the same dream because of the similar contents.

It was early in the morning; my guess is that the time was around 7:00 AM. I was lying in my bed with my eyes closed; the unusually light and airy duvet cover was up to a little below my chin, and the bedroom was pitch-black. No light whatsoever was coming in from the single window on the wall, which was on the wall opposite of where I was facing: I was on my stomach, my head half-sunk into my pillow but turned towards the door of my room. The door was open, which led to a hallway adjacent to the entrance of my room; if you were to turn left, walk a few feet and turn right, the stairs were right there. They led downstairs to the main level of the house. There was a very, very faint yellow light coming from the hallway, most likely from downstairs, although there was no apparent light source - it was just a faded wash of a slight lighting over the entire room.

In bed I felt very tired, like a stone. I didn't want to get up but I knew that it was time for school, so I slowly pushed the covers back; they bunched up like an accordion - I usually fold them back, but I didn't catch onto the fact that I was dreaming quite yet. It was when I actually stood up that I suddenly became aware enough to question if I was in a dream. I didn't do an RC, but I simply knew that I was asleep at a fairly low level of awareness. I looked at my night table, which was right next to my bed (and therefore beside me once I got out of bed), and noticed I didn't have an alarm clock at all there, even though there should've been one.

I didn't say anything, though.

Moments later, once I was out of bed, I heard my dad in the lower level of the house shouting at me in a very stern, tense voice to "get downstairs!"

This terrified me, and I had this creeping feeling that the dream was going to become a nightmare if I just stood there. So I opened the door of my room a bit more to go through it, and I took a running leap into the hallway. The hallway was adjacent to my bedroom, with the wall opposite of the door only being a half-wall. Past that, if you were to look down, you'd be seeing the first floor. On the wall past this half-wall was a big window, and this is where I jumped into. I leaped onto the half-wall with a big jump and then glided right into the glass; however, I didn't smash it; I merely went through it like a ghost.

It was very dark outside so I couldn't see practically anything, but I was beginning to lose lucidity anyways. I flapped my arms and kicked my legs once I got three or four feet outside the window, which didn't do much - I didn't pick up speed or even move forward that much. I was just suspended.

I woke up in my bed.

Or, did I?

In actuality, I had just entered a false awakening, and it was the same scenario as before. This time, however, my dad's voice didn't come from downstairs, but in the hallway, quite a few feet away from the door of my room. I ran and jumped through the window again, still slightly conscious, but met the same predicament where I was floating, getting nowhere.

I woke up one more time into the dream but this time, my dad's voice was coming from inside my room, which was very dark like before. It was a whisper this time, situated behind me (I was lying on my side facing my room's door again) - I didn't waste any time bolting out of bed and making a total beeline for the window. The same thing happened and at this point, I had just enough awareness left to start freaking out, wondering this time if my dad would be able to reach through the window and grab my foot, pulling me back in...

Then I woke up for real.

I did many reality checks after that P.O.S. dream.

Last Nights Dream
Dream 1

I am in my kitchen, it's really windy outside and the wind is howling and blowing through the window. I look at the small window at the top and it's slightly open so I lean over to shut it but it won't close very well and there is still a gap.

Dream 2

I am in my front room with my hubby. My Uncle A comes with my Cousin J. J is only about 5 years old ((he's 21 in real life lol)). My Uncle A says to my Cousin J "say hello to your Aunty Ang then" ((lol never thought nothing of this in my dream)) he reluctantly says "hello"

02.04.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for Just a little insight for myself...:

I'm getting a little better at retaining major images I see inside my mind for dream recall, even if I distract myself from time to time.

To test to see if I could forget, I did some random things in real life, but I was still able to hold on to these major snapshots in my head for branching out my dream recall.

I think it's really useful when you add little images to your DJ entry, I think it compels your mind to retain certain parts for later revision when typing/writing your dreams later on. But that's nothing new, just something I've been trying to do for most of my entries anyway.

Dream 1: Wolf Link & Midna vs. Floor Master

I was playing a videogame, and I'm controlling Wolf Link and Midna is riding him on top, just like in Twilight Princess. They were in this greenish cave area, kind of like the one near Lake Hylia in Twilight Princess.



Apparently the area that they were already in, water was at a high level, so the water level decreased for a short period of time, and they had to take that chance before it rose up again to get somewhere.

Wolf Link and Midna had to face a Floor Master, like the one from Windwaker, and it looked fatter than the original one.



I found it ironic that Wolf Link is facing this monster because Midna's hair can form into different shapes, and it formed into a Bigger Hand than the Floor Master's when they get closer to grab it and pull it out of the small hole it came out from.

Once they killed the Floor Master, they went inside the hole to go somewhere.

Dream 2: Owen Wilson Bouncing Quarters & Dream Fragment of Hot Hispanic Chick

Owen Wilson was apparently the son of another older man in the room who was considered to be the President of something. I assumed that because there were a long line of photographs hanging up on the wall, and the wall was red.



The father was talking about something with a few DCs, I think one looked like an FBI agent. While his father is talking to the two random DCs, Owen Wilson is at the corner somewhere acting stupid.

I immediately assumed that this guy was playing the role as the dumb son who had a father who was smart and went to Harvard, so this meant Owen Wilson would have to go to Harvard to, but he was really stupid in this dream because the things he did.

In the corner he was at, he took out some quarters and started bouncing them on their edges by flicking then on the small table at the corner. (Kind of like how you play "Quarters" in beer drinking games)


It felt like I was watching a movie, and I just had the urge to just scream at Wilson because I knew he was going to screw up something or break a vase inside of this room.

He keeps flicking quarters on the table in front of him, and some quarters land on top of his head, and he didn't even bother to get them. The moment I saw his delayed reactions to the Quarters, I thought this DC was an incompetent.

Then his father gets in on the action when Owen starts flicking Quarters on the other table near his father. They kept going back and forth with precision bouncing the quarters.

I remember two important letters from this dream, "M" and "O." Apparently "M" was something related to the first letter of the names of the people person the father of Owen Wilson, and the "O" was first letter of the names of females. I swore I saw a name that was labeled Ophelia in one of the photos.


I don't know if this part that I remember was related to the dream, probably a fragment, but I see this hot Hispanic chick near the group with the father and two random DCs. I completely forget about Owen Wilson being stupid, and just started to gaze at the Hispanic chick.

I think she was wearing a green shirt and blue jeans. And her hair was black, and it had some shine to it, so I assumed that she used hair gel or something. She was standing awkwardly, she had the face that a girl (or any gender for that matter) expresses when she finds someone attractive, and can barely form a sentence.



She looked like she was stuttering, and she was looking down on something.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 3: Seeing Redhead Female in Slutty attire

I'm inside this random room, and it's dark inside, but there's this window in front of me, and outside seemed like it was day time, but the setting looked as if there was going to be rain. Dark gray clouds everywhere, and I believe there was wind blowing rapidly as well.




I go to the window that's half opened, and I see a Red-headed Caucasian female hanging around with two black males. The guys were pretty young, and the female looked like one of those ditzy girls.

She looked like a slut, she has a black crop top that was obviously way too tight for her, and it only covered her breasts, which meant her stomach was exposed (she was fit and firm though), and she was wearing a black or blue skirt, but it was so short that it looked like she was just wearing a piece of thin cloth near her bottom region.





(I could see why there were two males with her, they had a completely oblivious and hot slut, lucky them).

All three of them were standing in the middle of of the two roads. When I look above that, the rest of the area was grassy. I put my attention back to the red head, and she was asking them questions.

The two black males wanted the Redhead to move a little further away from them, and I see one had a Camera in his hands, so I assume they wanted to take a picture of her.

She asked them in that "Like Oh Mah Gawd, No Waaaay" tone if where she stood if okay. Then I started to see maybe 2-3 more DCs in slutty attire as well.

They were wearing short shorts and black shirts that only covered their breasts like the Red head female, and they were black females.

Then the whole situation looked like they were advertising that they were doing a Car wash (when I was recalling this, it had to be for that), since the only way females would look like sluts in the middle of the road (they were standing on the long plot of grass that split two roads as well) was to entice males to get their car washed.

One of the black female DCs told the other girls that they had to stay still and wait for something I couldn't remember.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 4: Apartment & Future Console Boxes and PC

I think I'm in my apartment again, I'm pouring out some Orange Juice, and I fill it half-way, but I filled it again some more. Then I drank it with some Vitamins. It was a Men's One-A-Day pill and like two Omega Fish Oil pills I drank.

Then I realize there were two DCs behind me that looked like my parents, and we were heading out somewhere.

I transition to a different dream environment, and it looked just like the area near the Sbisa Dining Hall within my University. I completely forget about my parents following me at this point, so I just assumed they vanished, but I didn't really care.



I saw that there were boxes of Future Consoles for Playstation 4, Xbox 720, and for Nintendo as well. For the one relate to Nintendo, it looked like it only said "Nintendo Revolution" for the console name.

(I thought that was one of the first names Nintendo was choosing before they picked the Wii...oh well)

I see people going down stairs with the boxes of these Future Consoles near the seats outside the Underground Food Court that's linked with the Sbisa Dining hall.

Then I turn to my left and I see some person with some Alienware PC that that could go up to 90+ Ghz. It took a while to load, and I thought it could only got to 3.4 Ghz, but it rose rapidly in a few seconds.

The person was playing Metal Gear Solid 2 on the PC, and they were using a controller that looked like some rip-off of the Black Wii Remote. They were aiming the gun with it, and doing random things inside of the game.

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 5: Counterattack

This dream was so random, some DC I was probably playing as and a group of DCs where rushing to go somewhere. A random DC wanted a "Counterattack" move given to them or something, and I had some weird looking paper with certain moves on it, and took out the "Counterattack" through some small crease.

Then when the random DC was done, I think I asked for it to give me back the "Counterattack" slip of paper, and I get it back and slide it back into whatever I was holding.


Dream 6: Running from Alien

I can't recall a lot from this dream, but I was in a room, and things were getting pretty tense. I was behind a sofa, trying to run from a weird looking alien monster. I can't remember it's figure because as I was typing, I had two altering images going back and forth every few seconds trying to remember it.

But it was waiting for me to make the next move. I could see on my left with peripheral vision that there was a door. So I wait until the alien got distracted somehow, jumped out of the back of the couch, and quickly opened the door.

Then there's another door in front of me to open, so I quickly open the door, and turn my back as it closes and see the alien was THIS close from getting me.

I woke up after that.

I was at some gas station having just pulled in and stopped right in the middle of it for some reason, not in a space or anything. I got out of the car and locked the doors, but I had forgotten to shut the windows. Not realizing this I walked into the convenient store and got a soda, I think. Then, I walked back outside to find some idiot reaching into my car! He unlocked the passenger side door through the window and jumped in. He somehow started it without using the keys and started to drive off. I ran up to the car and jumped on to the passenger side window. He started flying down the road and, for some reason, I couldn't pull myself through the window.

He didn't noticed me (I don't think) and just kept on speeding away. Then, somebody who resembled an older man with a white mustache and long white hair shot one of the tires with a gun. The tire burst and the man driving the car stopped and got out. He started to run but he tripped and couldn't get up. At this point I could finally get into the car and pull myself through the window and I saw that there was just a button to start it. That's not how it was. At this moment I woke up.

Also had two lucid sex dreams, but I won't post the details

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Afternoon nap: Started to sleep ~1:50 PM and woke up 3:00 PM

Dream 1:

The environment was like playing the level in Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance where you first played as Raiden. (I think it was just like the part where you faced Solidus and Vamp after you shot the bomb activators with a sniper).





I see a guard who looks exactly like the one in the game too, so I shoot him in the head with a Tranquilizer gun.



He falls down and goes unconscious, and I start to look around for any more guards that could be there. I go down the stairs to the left and then turn right. No guards, but then I hear a guard from above alerting HQ.

I wondered how the hell did a guard get there if the only way he could've been spotted was to go up the other set of stairs far away from me. Instead of thinking too much on it, I immediately sneak past them since I was on the lower level and he was on the upper level.

I managed to shoot him in the leg from the gap between the stairs to get to the upper level and he was like "Huh???," then I shot him again with the Tranquilizer gun and he finally falls down.

Since he already alerted HQ, I decided that I couldn't have picked up the bodies that were unconscious in time, and that guards that would eventually come wouldn't do a RED alert, but rather just a caution.

I go downstairs and rush to a place to hide. I stumble upon a gray door and thought, "Oh crap, guards are probably going to come through here!" So I run some more and find the perfect little crease I can hug against the wall on my back and crouch down and wait for the alert to die that a little bit.

Then one of the guards heard me I think, but they were just checking to see what it was instead of panicking. For some reason I started to through out stun grenades like mad! The guards kept having the "!" sign on their heads appear and I keep throwing a few more stun grenades in the mean time.




After the alert dies down a little bit, the same area I'm hiding in, the dream scene changes outside of it. I'm in the top floor in a bedroom of a two story house. Some random DC comes out of nowhere and is convincing everyone that I'm obviously hiding behind a small area.

They don't believe him, in fact they think he's retarded or something, and he keeps checking to see if I would pop up. He even FINDS where exactly I am and throws his hands in dissapointment that no one believes him. Once he leaves, I quickly get the hell out of where I am and hug against the wall opposite of me that was near the exit to go to some other area in the house.

The same DC comes back in side and sees me, but instead of tolerating his "WAHHH WAHHH no on believes me" whining, I had the thought of just cutting his throat while he falls dead.

I head out for the window that's open, and there were other houses near where I was going to jump off. So I landed on another roof and I think I said to myself, "Hmmm who am I going to kill next?"


Then I woke up. Honestly, this dream was quite short (I was sleeping at around 1:50 pm- 3:00pm), but I remembered the actions I did and what the other DCs did as well, which is why it looks long. But at least I'm getting practice with recall right?

And I don't know why I asked myself who I wanted to kill next. :/