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    * The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

    Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.

    1. #74

      by , 09-18-2014 at 08:58 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I haven't been journaling and this has hurt my dreaming. I also have not been cycling. This obviously hurts my lucids.


      I was with some girl. I ended up at some point being with a twin of hers at the same time. Both were in wife-beaters. I realized I was lucid and decided to rip open the first girls shirt. I never actually saw any boobs. They ended up being these little token kind of nub things.

      The dream ended here. I was just glad to go lucid. Maybe it will prime the pump and I'll get back into it.
    2. # 71, 72, 73

      by , 06-13-2014 at 06:06 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I have been really out of this whole thing for a while, but I recently had a few lucids that I am going to jot down very briefly. I have forgotten most of these, but they were all really long, so I was happy with all of them.


      I was trying to strip a girl. At this point in the dream she was like a manikin from the waist down. She had no torso.

      I was trying to get her pants off, but she had layer after layer of jeans on. I really can't remember what ended up happening.


      I ate a girl out well. I had a nice mouthful of her vagina until I started getting hair in my mouth. Eventually I started eating her ass.


      I flew up. I didn't want to get heavy, so I focused above me and just flew. I made it to the top of the tree line. It was night time.

      I ended up seeing a man. I started to fly. I asked him if he knew how I did it. He didn't answer. I asked him if he knew something about the logical part of your mind being off when...?

      He responded, A tornado! (how I was flying)
      Another DC told him, "You would know if there was a tornado!"

      I finally said, "I'm dre-eaming! I'm lucid dreaming!"

      The End

      Each of these dreams were much longer than the salient points I can remember. I enjoyed all of them quite a bit, and I'm really happy to have some success again.
      lucid , memorable
    3. # 70 Just A Bit Of Making Out

      by , 08-03-2013 at 05:44 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      So The lucid portion of this dream was just making out with this girl, but I log my lucids, so I'm logging this dream even though it was a really short bit of lucidity.


      I was on a beach in Hawaii. We are trying to arrange to move there IWL. I was with my son. It was a black-sand beach,
      though the beach was actually rocks, some black and some brown volcanic rock. I wanted to start throwing the brown rocks
      into the water to slowly make it a real black-sand beach, but that was going to take forever.

      We saw a boy my sons age in the water by himself. We seemed to disturb him as he started walking away to the beach on the
      other side of the water. We went in the water, though I didn't feel the water. We made it to the other side. The beach was
      made entirely of rocks that were starting to crystalize. These were like rocks I found on a small natural sand bar at
      a simple creek IWL. They actually were terminated stones, though very few were clear.

      Anyway, I started looking at all the rocks. I was very impressed. Then the boys mother came around as did her husband. I
      liked her though. I talked to her about her work. She was in real estate, so I talked to her about what I used to do in
      real estate. Then I started talking to the guy. I asked what he did for a living, but he wouldn't tell me. I think I
      bothered him talking to his wife.

      The dream transitioned to where I was driving away from some house at night. I passed some lawn bags and went back for them.
      I wanted the leaves in the bags. I went back and eventually, somehow at some point I ended up at a house with the girl that I
      was trying to get to my whole dream.

      Dream Skip

      I was watching something on T.V. The program showed a table with space on it using crystal balls as planets and broken
      mirrors to shape other planets. It looked almost exactly like a table I had started working on, except the one in my
      dream had a galaxy close to the middle of the table.

      I couldn't believe anyone else would have the exact same idea that I had. I started collecting my crystal balls to
      put in the table I created so I could show someone that I really had the same idea as whoever was showing the table
      on T.V.

      I went downstairs to where my table is and ended up seeing this chick in bed. At first she was dressed, but then she
      had opened her shirt and dress/robe thing. I lay down perpindicular to her and saw her naked body. Her breasts were
      a C cup, very attractive, and she had a strange bit of hair on her vag. I started making out with her and then realized I was dreaming.

      I made out with her for a bit and worked on putting it in her.
      I continued working on putting it in, but my lucidity was gone. My dream simply continued from this point.
      Then my dream ended , but it was resolution to the rest of my dream trying to get to this girl (that guys wife from earlier).

      I also find it important to have even these short bursts of lucidity to program your mind FOR lucidity.

      Updated 08-03-2013 at 05:47 PM by 41873

      Tags: beach, crystals, sex
      lucid , non-lucid
    4. # 69

      by , 07-29-2013 at 06:24 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I've been trying to log only my lucids, but my memory fails me now. I'm convinced that steady journaling of my dreams aids in more complete memory of all my dreams. I'll set up another page for my regular dreams so I can continue logging only my lucids here.

      I've been lazy with my cycling, but I woke up at around 5:00 AM and decided to cycle. I didn't do do much, and the cycling was disturbed by itches and other discomforts, but it didn't seem to matter. I ended up going lucid. This technique is like old faithful for me.

      # 69

      I was in a strange house. I don't really remember what was happening, but someone was leaving top-shelf alcohol in my glass. I would finish what the person didn't drink, but I knew something was wrong. After finishing the end of a second glass, a woman appeared and said something about it not being community alcohol, though she said it some other way, and did not get upset about it at all. In fact, she started pouring me more.

      I liked her even though she was about 10 years older than me. She was sexy and I think I got to see her breasts.

      I started thinking I might be dreaming, but was afraid to take the woman. I looked at my hands and they were split so that I could see air through a couple fingers. I put fingers from my other hand through the cut slits in the other fingers to prove I was dreaming. I still didn't believe it, but I took the woman and paid close attention to whether she acquiesced or not. She never flinched.

      Soon I was with a girl who was much younger than her, but I think she just turned younger. I put my hand up her shirt and felt her up. I pushed her bra up and saw her tits. Then I undid my pants and put her hand on me.

      Then two guys walked in. One had an assault rifle. I started to beg for him not to kill me, but then I stood up and started to beat the shit out of him. My punches didn't have the umph I would want, but I kept punching and got the better of the guy with the rifle.

      I never got back to the girl before I woke up.
    5. #68

      by , 07-25-2013 at 04:02 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      This was another really short lucid.

      I was on top of a building with a bag of money, but I was thinking in my head, "What if someone had a bag of money and--." It was a stereo typical,drawn, two-dimensional bag with a money sign on it." The bag was drawn.

      Then I saw The Greatest American Hero on top of the building with me, but his hair was a little flat, and he looked a little gay, so I called him the Gayest American Hero, and realized I was dreaming. Realizing I was dreaming, I thought I would trick The Gayest American Hero. I "fell" off the building with my bag of money, but I fell a foot and then hovered, while the Gayest American Hero flew down expecting me to fall.

      I then flew back up, but typical of me, at the top of the building, I needed to help myself with physical force.


      I had another dream where I saw an old woman who was so old that her skin was gone and she had a layer of clear skin. Her eyes were big like eyes from a sponge bob cartoon.

      I had a ball with gell and little hard, clear tear-drop shaped plasticy things. I squeezed the ball and one of the plastic things came out and landed on the old lady's leg. She was a bit disturbed, so I apologized and pulled it off of her a bit embarrassed with myself.

      Updated 07-28-2013 at 07:07 PM by 41873 (Corrected Spelling)

      Tags: hero, old woman
      lucid , non-lucid
    6. #66 & #67

      by , 07-02-2013 at 06:48 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Lots of dreams last night. I had a bad argument with a good friend. I was really depressed, at a big Mexican meal very late, had a cup of coffee later than usual, and I cycled for the first time in a long time, so what triggered my lucids? I have absolutely no idea.

      A kid needed a blood transfusion after an accident. I picked him up, put him on the hospital bed, and stayed holding him even though his father was right there.

      This scene kind-of alternated with a scene of a plane crash. I viewed this in 3rd person. A black guy inside was having heart trouble. The plane ended up in the water and it is up to everyone's chest. The black guy held his chest and said, "I shouldn't have come." (Ya think?)


      I was starting a company with my friend M. S. A hot brunette was working for us. We were all sitting around. M. told the girl to turn on the T.V. just so he could tell her what to do. I told M. to then tell her to come sit in my lap.

      It didn't work out exactly as I wanted, but eventually, I figured out I was dreaming. I looked at my hand to be sure--six fingers. I was so happy. I started making out with her and feeling her tits. She was delicious. I decided to lick her ass, so I told M. to come over and he could make out with her. I had her for a little, but soon woke up.


      A knight was riding a horse along the bank of the ocean or something. The water was like 50 feet below or something. The knight was riding along and I got it in my mind that his armor was purple, and that he was the Purple Knight.

      I was afraid he would fall in the water. Instead, he kept riding approaching a crowd. At this point, I focused on the crowd. I ended up in a room with several people, and I realized I was dreaming again. I looked at my hand and counted six, so I took a girl and started to eat her.

      I quickly found someone else though. She was dirty blonde and had bigger tits. Her skin was smooth and soft, her lips were deep pink to light red, but natural. I made out with her and felt her up. I soon
      woke up again though.

      It was early afternoon when I woke up. My rough night left me restless in the morning so I kept waking up, but going back to sleep. This gave me the opportunity to lucid.

      Updated 07-02-2013 at 09:21 PM by 41873

      lucid , non-lucid
    7. # 65

      by , 06-14-2013 at 05:59 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      • I might have been better rested going to sleep
      • I went to the bathroom and did some very brief cycling.

      I was walking in an enchanted forest or something. I went deeper and deeper. I eventually took a path at a fork in the road. When I turned back, I went the wrong way at the fork. I walked to a lake with blue water, but I thought it was the path, so I ended up walking in the water.

      The water was deep very quickly, and I realized that it was an evil lake. I called it the mucky lake or something like that. The ground was soft and I was very uncomfortable as though I'd disturbed something.

      I turned around and went the other way at the fork. I soon came to a clearing and I was out of the forest. As I walked, I quickly saw several large wooden structures. They were like speakers, but made of wood. They were about 10 feet tall and wide with these huge concave dishes inside.

      I realized I was dreaming, and so I took off in flight. I have been having some reservations about porting through solid objects, so I flew down, ended up flying really fast, and flow right into the wooden structures.

      First one. I was either going to go through it, or hit really hard! I went through. I did this two or three more times until I was in a warehouse. I flew to the ceiling in the warehouse and then came down.

      I ended up walking around and found a bald guy in a room. I was happy to meet him. It was as though we had a special connection. I asked if he was lucid. He said, "Not really." I was thinking, "Why not? I just brought it up, so you should become lucid!"

      I floated around a little, and then came down feeling heavy. I didn't want to come down, so I tried to get tough for some reason. I tightened my muscles, gritted my teeth, and growled, as though that would help me fly better. Then the bald guy did the same thing. Neither of us flew.

      I started to leave and
      lost lucidity.



      I dreamed there was a carton of lice about is big as a large box of BB's. They were crawling around happily. I've never actually seen lice, so I looked at them.

      They were bigger than lice in real life, about quarter inch long. I knew they were bad news, and eventually one was crawling up my arm. Then I noticed there were several on me.

      I started catching them and squishing them. I was terrified they were already in my hair. My fingers became tacky as I squished them.

      Talking lucidity

      I had a gathering at my house out on the patio. I was talking to J. F. about a guy I work with A. He was having a dry spell of lucid's while mine were picking up.

      I lay down on the cement and put my feet up on the little wall when everyone started going inside. I thought everyone was playing some kind of trick on me because it seemed organized, and I didn't know what was going on.
    8. # 64

      by , 06-12-2013 at 03:36 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      • I had some car trouble yesterday that scared me a bit.
      • I woke up to use the bathroom and decided to cycle.
      • About a month and a half ago I was shoveling fertilizer and got stuck in a mud pit.

      I was at the end of a neighbor's driveway talking to a cop. He was going to help me with my car as it was giving me trouble.

      The cop got in and started my car and ended up going off the driveway onto the soft ground, where we got stuck. I started crying saying, "What am I going to do now" over and over.

      Then I realized I was dreaming. I did a hand rc and went through my usual routine where I had 5 fingers, but after staring at them I had 6. I sat there and counted a few times to be sure and they went to 7 and then 6 again.

      I decided to punch the cop in the chest, and then I asked if he wanted me to pull his heart out. I reached my hand into his chest, but couldn't find his heart.

      I may have had a false awakening. At one point I remember trying to go back to sleep and feeling my body buzz, and trying to relax and go with it, but I was having trouble falling back asleep. I think that was an FA.

      Dream Skip

      I'm at school and can't remember what the class is doing. Everyone leaves except this one girl. I look to her for help but she doesn't want to help. She gets up and leaves also.

      I got up and feel stoned and nervous that someone is going to question my red eyes. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands but there is no sink. Where there would be a sink, there is a Port-a-poti urinal. I left disgusted.

      Dream Skip

      I am in some other building and I'm getting something to eat. I see this older black lady feeding from another woman's breast. She is a vegan, so she didn't want to eat any of the food at the cafeteria we were in. I was thoroughly disgusted...again.


      I had another dream where I made it with some hot chick. She was so hot that when I was done, I was trying to do it again.
    9. # 63

      by , 06-03-2013 at 05:44 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      There was a large gathering of people. My wife was there. I was trying to look at an attractive girl who was nude and rolled backwards putting her legs behind her head. I got a peak at her vag. I wanted to stare at it but I didn't want my wife to get mad.

      Throughout the dream, this same girl had a crush on me, and I certainly liked her. She had long, wavy dark hair. I tried to sit by her the whole dream.

      I ended up in a large circle with a hundred people I guess. We were all looking at a wallet and some change on the floor. The wallet represented business, and we were discussing the negative effects of business, or of business on society, and how if someone picked up the wallet, those effects would come to fruition.

      The crowd then started walking/floating around the wallet, and I closed in and grabbed the wallet and the change. I gave a "gold" dollar coin to the guy next to me since I got the wallet, just to be nice.

      I then started dreaming of Breaking Bad when the guy got some kind of mercury and blew up Tuco's office.

      I thought what I had thought the night before while watching a marathon of the show, that he should have thrown that stuff around and blown up more stuff.

      I was dreaming him walking down the stairs, but then it was me. Once outside, I still had the mercury in my hands, and thought, I'm dreaming! I decided to fly to get away instead of blowing stuff up. I jumped up and started flying. I was on a hill and saw trees very clearly, but as I started waking up, I got heavy. I started coming down and woke up.

      * A couple nights ago I went to a party. At this part I talked to a girl about lucid dreaming. She was very receptive to the information for different reasons. This was a possible reason for tonight's short lucid.

      * I woke up to use the restroom last night. When I went back to bed I decided to SSILD cycle for the first time in a long time. This may have spurred my short lucid.

      My great start to 2013 I feel was due to logging so many dreams and learning SSILD. I have recently stopped logging regular dreams and have not been cycling. It's time to start cycling regularly, and I may need to start logging my dreams again.
      lucid , non-lucid
    10. # 62

      by , 05-18-2013 at 10:45 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I saw dark clouds beginning to rotate. I said it was turning into a tornado before you could really tell, but I was right. The quickly began looking like a funnel until it was a full-on tornado.

      Then I started flying in the sunshine and I realized I was dreaming, but then I had a false awakening. I really need to do an RC even when I really do wake up for just this reason. I've only done so once I believe.

      I had just talked to Slash last night and advised that I was going to start SSILD again, but that just mentioning it might be enough to make me go lucid. I ended up going through 2/3 of a cycle two times last night. I attribute the short lucid to mentioning it to Slash.
      Tags: flying, tornado
      lucid , false awakening
    11. #61

      by , 05-01-2013 at 03:05 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Flying and Sexy Time

      My dream in progress shifted to me flying and I was lucid.

      I was standing on a piece of wood or something, flying over the trees. I was happy to be lucid. I looked at the scene; it was incredibly clear. It was night, but I could see different kinds of trees below. I took in the scene and its clarity.

      I then saw a '50's style truck in blue, and then other cars, but the dream became less clear.

      I saw some people...women of course. I decided I would have some fun. I then thought about the task to lick the first dream character I saw, but I realized that I'd already passed that person up. IWL, I'm not sure that was actually the ToTM.

      I then found an attractive girl and asked if she would show me her boobs. She said, "OK, but only one." She showed me one, and it had a tiny nipple. I was going to ask her if I could feel them. I said, "Can I--." I thought she was going to say "No," so I punched her in the face. I then went to feel her boobs and she didn't care at all. I found myself looking at her vag, and I proceeded to insert myself.

      I soon woke up to use the bathroom.

      I had cycled a few times. I didn't do too much, but I was cycled with intention. I ended the first fiscal quarter of year 3 with a record best of 17 which is = to my first year on DV. Awesome!
    12. #59 & # 60

      by , 04-20-2013 at 02:25 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

      I woke up to pee. I don't know what time it was. I went back to bed and cycled (SSILD). It hasn't been working lately, but neither have I been trying very hard. Last night I made a serious effort with my cycling.
      Spoiler for Sexy Time:

      I lost lucidity, and I can't remember what happened afterward, but compared to the lucid portion of the dream, I couldn't care less about it.

      I woke up and had to pee again after this dream, or possibly later.

      I decided to cycle again and see if I could have another lucid. I have my typical itches that disturb my cycling, so I scratch and move around until I can rest and cycle properly. I do, and eventually I dream.


      I'm with B. L. and my wife. At one point I think R was there. I'm walking down a long, curved street. I tell B that I have dreamed of this road before. It was actually a false memory.

      We walked down the hill to the bottom where there was GA red clay piled up from a construction job, and it was spotted with rocks. I tried to tell B that I remembered that also. It was as though I had dreamed of the very same road.

      I said something about my birthday in relation to the memory. My wife started crying because I said I had the dream on my birthday. (This stemmed from her not caring about dreaming at all IWL) I responded to her, "No, it was my birthday IN the dream when I had been down the road."

      Beyond the construction type Earth pile was a gully, and turning to the left about 130 was some modest housing. This was also a false memory that just amazed me. The whole scene was like I'd been there before. The only thing different was that I remembered the housing being not as nice as it was now.

      I turned around and B was up a ramp (that hadn't been there before) and was walking away with R or my wife. I started trying to go up the ramp, but I had a bit of a hard time getting up it. It was steep and slippery.

      I held on to some black piping and made it to the top where I found a black girl. her skin was like an iron skillet, but it was nice just the same. She was easy enough to look at.

      I told her that if this were a dream...and I became lucid.

      I started singing a Bee Gee's tune with different lyrics
      Spoiler for Sexy Time:

      I was sad to wake up, but I enjoyed my dreams. I went to pee and tried cycling again. I dreamed, but I don't remember what, and it wasn't lucid.

      Updated 04-21-2013 at 02:53 AM by 41873

    13. #58 - Free Style

      by , 04-13-2013 at 02:41 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I had two or three beers last night.
      I had three cups of coffee yesterday which I think helped me become lucid last night. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep for hours which happened somewhat recently as well.
      I checked in to DVirc last night.

      I was looking at a couple of red 4x4's and I knew that I was dreaming. I didn't even do an RC.

      I started flying straight up and I felt like a rocket. I even heard the jets. I went above the tree line and started thinking, "I hope I don't get heavy." I focused on the sound of the jets and tried to just ride it.

      Soon I saw stars, but I wasn't in space. It was more like here and there, there were spots of light, stars, hanging in our atmosphere. It was still awesome.

      Soon after I did get heavy. I didn't exactly fall back to Earth, but I did dream-skip to Earth. I was on a country road. This was a similar theme to a recent lucid also, but this time I didn't really see the road.

      I heard a noise and thought I'd go check it out. I followed the sound through some brush. It was really interesting to follow the sound. I was excited as I got closer and closer. I came upon a baby owl in a nest. I was afraid it would bite me if I wasn't lucid, but I was, so I picked it up. It was sweet, so I put it on my shoulder.

      Now I went back to the road. A car wizzed by. I tried to step in front of it. This was similar to jumping off a small cliff and into a river in a recent lucid. I find I like to court danger when I'm lucid. Why not?

      Then I heard a cop following this car. I was going to wait for it and step in front of it, but it never got there.

      Dream skip

      I'm in a metal pre-fab building. I forgot the junk that was in it, but I decided to leave and FAILED in my attempt to phase through the wall. I was pissed! I've been having trouble phasing which used to be a natural ability for me. I know the wall isn't there but I still cant pass.

      I ended up ripping the wall like cloth, but it took effort. This development really concerns me.

      I ended up in a room with E. I wasn't going to do anything with her, but decided that I'd had a pretty varied dream, and maybe it was time to enjoy some female activity. She left, and I ended up trying to explain to another girl whom I was not interested in, the difference between a 1964, '69, and 70 half dollar.

      The stupid DC wasn't listening to me. The dream started breaking up here.

      Updated 04-13-2013 at 02:44 PM by 41873

    14. #57 Jump In the River

      by , 04-02-2013 at 11:46 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      #57 Jump In the River

      I was a passenger in a car. R was driving. A storm had pushed a lot of brush to the edge of the road, but it was all rooted in the ground. The brush was dense!

      We came upon an Oak tree that must have been 100 years old. It was huge...and leaning at a 30 angle. I mentioned it was very dangerous to go under it, but R didn't care. In my mind I went through a dialogue with her about that, but didn't actually say anything about how it was very dangerous whether or not she wanted to see it.

      Then we came upon a couple small trees that had fallen across the street. we drove right through them. I thought the car must be split some way so that the top part of the car could go over the trees and the bottom part could go under it. I couldn't really make sense of it though.

      Then I was walking down a dirt road. I saw cliffs jutting out from the road due to the storm. Strange animals were on these outcrops, evenly distributed on the little cliff. The first cliff had snow.

      I then walked past a DC. Down the road I gave a really dumb laugh, and the DC copied me. I suddenly became lucid, and thought I'd jump off the road, and onto a lower part of the land. Then I saw a flowing river and thought I'd jump in it. It looked really dangerous, so why not do it?

      I looked at my hand to make sure I was really lucid, and even vocalized that I was going to make sure I was lucid. I saw my 5 fingers, and as usual, they became six fingers on a distorted hand.

      I decided to jump in the fast part of the river, but the DC from earlier pushed me in the slow part. I then got nervous, but decided to just relax. I then saw my body from 3rd person perspective and relaxed. I breathed as though I were not in the water.

      I then saw a red dot, and started to come out of lucidity.

      I then saw tape of a Falcons game running backwards. Hundreds of people were running backwards. Then it went forward in slow motion and I saw Julio Jones juking guys with absolute mastery.

      Then I was at the little league falcons game, and I had lost my sons Julio Jones jersey. IWL he has a Tony Gonzales shirt/jersey.
    15. #54 The Management Company / Bone Child; #55 - Lucid Instructor; #56 - Girls

      by , 03-31-2013 at 12:44 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      A Night Full of Dreams

      I was with an old friend G. We were debating which way to go to get somewhere. I at least went a certain way which led me to a concert hall. I had to go through the hall and exit the other side to continue.

      I was going down by stepping over the seats. At the bottom, the MC said that this was a reverse concert (or something) so that if your name started with a certain letter, one composer would be playing, and if your name started with another letter, another composer would play. Then, when they were finished, the composers would switch and play for the other group of people.

      #54 - The Management Company / Bone Child

      I was with my father and possibly my brother. We were in a store, but it was very dark, and there was some type of show going on at one side of the store.

      I was by the show and said to my brother I think, "Let's go." Then a drug dealer said, "OK. What do you want? I have a lot of stuff, but I may not have what you want."

      I think I told him that I wasn't talking to him and I don't want anything. Then I found my dad and relayed the story of how this guy just assumed I was talking to him and tried to sell me drugs.

      I saw a fringed leather jacket on a rack, then on a guy wearing that jacket. Then I saw it on another rack with a fur-lined hood. It looked worse every time I saw it.

      It was some time around here I started to leave with my dad, and then outside, 3 guys came up to us. We were sitting and they were standing up. The stood too close to us. I waited a minute, but they were standing with their junk in my face, so I pushed one away at the leg and told him he was too close to me. The three guys took offense, and they said they new they were standing close, but they said we had done something.

      Now my brother was around. We were in a different place, but the guys were around me and standing close. I signaled to him to be ready for these guys and we started to fight them...kind of. It may have been a mental thing, like I dealt with them mentally in my dream, just working out what we needed to do, but never had to do it.

      It was about now that these people were employees of the store. They were wearing blue shirts with white lettering that said, "The Management Company." I was appalled that the store would hire these thugs. I then became lucid, but I didn't have the control over the dreamscape that I usually do.

      I asked one girl her name because I wanted to hold her accountable. There hadn't been a girl until now. She told me her name was Bone Child. I tried to make sense of that and realized she gave me her cult name. "The Management Company" wouldn't know her by that name. That pissed me off.


      I wake up in bed and start writing "The Management Company / Bone Child" on a sticky note so I don't forget my dream. I don't want to log it though, so I just write down enough to remember the dream.

      I look again and realize that the writing is gone. I write it again, but realize I'm dreaming, so it isn't going to stay anyway. Since I can't make the lettering stick, I try to verbalize the dream title (as though that would help anything. I just had the need to own the title so I would remember the dream.

      I said, "The Management Company / Bone Child" in a demonic voice. I didn't mean for it to sound that way, but I was having a hard time getting it out as I was actually dreaming. Then my wife got upset because of how I said it.

      At this point, I either woke up and started to SSILD cycle or I started to cycle from within an FA to go back to bed. I started with the eyes and immediately started to buzz. I came out of it and cycled again and started buzzing again. The visuals were typical--heightened awareness of bright spots.

      I relaxed and had

      #55 - Lucid Instructor

      I was with my brother. I told him we were in a dream. He said, "Hey, yeah!" I told him to count his fingers and he counted six.

      I didn't really conjure it, but I wanted a Ferrari and it was there. We got in and I was trying to drive, but it wouldn't go faster than 2 miles per hour or something stupid like that. That sucked.

      Driving down a small street, I saw police at a house. I was going to check it out with my brother, but decided to drive on. We stopped at another house. We walked up to it. I held his hand and said, "OK, phase through." I walked through and pulled him through. There were two old couples in the house. I introduced myself to an old man as though we were invited, but it didn't work. They asked if we were going to take their house (meaning all their stuff.) I told them "No."

      I told my brother to phase through the ceiling now. I wanted to get out of that place. It was beat. Now we were in another building. It was like a museum or something. I said, OK, now run on the walls. He didn't really want to, but he followed me and we ran on these curved walls. Then I said, now fly! Just jump and fly! I started to fly. I guess my brother followed.

      Then I decided, OK, it's time to show him girls.

      I woke up, or had an FA

      I cycled again and slipped back into the dream

      #56 - Girls

      Where I saw a girl from high school. She was a false memory. She really stood out from the other girls she was with. She had red hair and make-up (which I usually don't like), and large breasts.

      I called her name, she came over, and I laid her down and started kissing her. Then I was somewhere else and found a brunette. Odd looking, but I thought she was attractive. I took her though she wasn't interested. I pulled up her shirt, felt her breast, and woke up.

      This night was awesome. Cycling from within a dream was a sure way to lucid. Kick ass!

      Updated 03-31-2013 at 07:50 PM by 41873

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