lucid

I was in some weird Hotel type place. It was kind of nice. I was with a girl, and the Mob was after her. I started running down the dark hallway outside the rooms. There were rooms to my right and my left, but I could run in a circle around the rooms on my left.

I kept turning the corner waiting to see the mob. Finally, I turned the corner and saw them. I kicked at least one guy. He was gone.

Then I was going back to the girl when I heard a noise. I started running around the corner to find who was there. I turned a couple corners and nobody was there. On the third turn, maybe the fourth (which wouldn't make sense), I saw two guys with guns. I stopped. They had me. They shot me, though I never heard or felt anything.

Next thing I knew I was on the ground...but I wasn't dead. I started realizing I was dreaming.

The two guys started kicking me. It didn't hurt, but seeing their feet coming at me was a bit disconcerting. I thought I would grab their legs and pull them down with super-strength. I had trouble doing that, but I was using my will very positively.

Dream skip

I'm with the girl alone. she reminds me of a live anime character. She is quiet and has dark hair. She is someone I knew from school. I begin making love to her.

Somehow there is now a blondish girl. She eventually turns into another dark haired girl from school. She acts innocent, but I rip her tight clothing off.

It really doesn't want to come off. I want the other girl more, but I struggle and get this girls clothes off. Her body is devine.

Once her clothes are off, I position myself so that she is behind me and I am making love to the first girl. I do that for a bit.

I realize that even with my good fortune, you are supposed to do an RC. I look at my hand to stabilize. I have 5 fingers, but my hand is distorted. I go back to the girls. It is fantastic, but soon I find I'm trying to screw some kind of false device. It isn't working out so well anymore and my dream is over.

Somewhere along the line I had a false awakening, but it didn't phase me. I think it actually led into my lucid.

Epic

A Moment of Lucidity

I was walking along the beach and became lucid. I was hovering along looking at the sand. I could see the flecks of dark and light. I focused on them, but that was a bad reality check. I tried to do a reality check, but I was already waking up. FUCK!


A Woman Quits on Her Birthday

A lady was outside her office which was right at the edge of the water. She was on a bicycle riding on a tiny bit of space where you could walk.

It was a pretty little spot with jagged rocks towards the back of my view, and flowers towards the front. The lady was riding around thinking of how she was quitting on her birthday.

Someone realized that it was her birthday and felt terrible that nobody even remembered.

Can't Get Her

I wanted this girl named Jackie so-o bad. I don't know a Jackie in waking life. I was in tears because she liked me, but just not like that. I felt like I was so close to being with her I couldn't stand it.

Her mother needed help with 2 clocks that needed winding. I got a special tool that fit around each of two knobs for one clock. I wound them both up by turning them like a socket.

I went to the other clock. This knob had a slightly different shape, but the tool fit around it as well just right. I turned this one knob until it was tight and that clock was wound.

I went back to Jackie and tried to hold her. I just couldn't get close enough to her because she wasn't interested. I left the house crying.

She came out and followed me. I was going to have to go home some 20 miles or so on foot or by bike.

I was at some kind of an airport or something. I ended up seeing this short-haired blonde. Something about her wasn't that attractive, but something about her was very attractive. I think she was in my mind from someone I met at a Publix the other day.

She ended up leaning into me. My face was it her hair and by her neck. I was so close to her neck with my lips for so long. I was nervous to kiss her, or to even touch her neck with my lips, but she stayed right there. I got a little closer. Her neck was right there at my mouth.

I finally just barely touched her neck with my lips. It was wonderful. Then my grandparents were looking down from a window high up in the wall. My grandfather said something. I said, "Yes sir" hoping my respect would instill mercy for being "naughty" or whatever.


I was then outside at my friends house. I realized I was dreaming. I was with a beautiful woman, though I couldn't see her face. I started makinglove to her. I slapped her in the face as an RC. I continued making love to her. I looked down at her, which I never do in my lucids. I wanted to stabilize, so I slapped her again. I should have just rubbed my hands together.

Soon the International Police were buzzing around and they were after my friend. He stayed in his garage. I couldn't believe they were after him. I asked him, "This is real isn't it." It was in fact an FA. He said, "Yes, this is real."

I ended up trying to imagine myself making love again, but I thought I was awake and couldn't get back into the dream. RRRRR.

I was typing on an old IBM typewriter. It was the kind I learned how to type on. I was trying to type a phone number that wasn't in the system, which made the typewriter start to smoke.

Someone came over to look at it and I explained that I know what I was doing. I'd learned on that kind of typewriter.

Dream Skip

I was at Kelly and Cohen Bedrooms. I thought how interesting it was that after so many years, I was right back where I'd started so many years before. Then I realized I was dreaming.

I decided to look for my childhood home to enter my worst nightmare. I did a reality check. As usual, 5 fingers, then it turned into 6. Time to fly.

I headed out and flew at a moderate height looking for houses, then I came to a cliff and I was so high above the trees it was amazing. I felt my stomach drop. I can never get that high when I try to fly up.

I tried to focus on the wind on my skin as I did last time. It was not as intense, but I could feel it. Then I looked down to see houses.

I flew down trying to land near a nice, big house, but I landed too far from it. I tried to go too it, but I was having a hard time. Gravity was pulling me the other direction, so I went the other way.

All of a sudden, the subdivision was a grave yard. I saw all these graves. Then I saw an antique cash register in the middle of it all. I wanted to check it out, but decided not to waste time. I should have looked at a headstone carefully.

I saw a house up a hill beyond the graveyard. It was a siding home. I decided to pass through the wall or the window. I saw a man on a phone inside. I decided to enter and see what I could find. I passed through the window and the man was a woman.

She was extremely attractive, wearing a white shirt. She was on the phone. I was willing her to take off her shirt. She would have, but as she was getting off the phone, I woke up. Grrrr.

The End

I was on a blacktop street. I saw a piece of plastic about 4" by 8" embedded in the street. I set it on fire wondering what it would do to the street. I told some guys there that I was nervous to do it, but I would just blame it on them, then I told them I was only kidding, which I was. (Funny joke )

Dream Skip

I was in the water at a man-made beach. Someone came up to me and gave me a strange apparatus and told me there was a bug inside of a nut inside the apparatus.

I examined the thing I was given and concluded I had to open it. I did so, and found an odd electrical device with a light bulb. Inside the light bulb was a mosquito. Others were looking at what I was given.

When I looked up, there was a boy who was with an older girl. I was jealous that this older girl liked the little brat boy. They ended up kissing a rather mature kiss for such a young kid. Then he walked away to play. I thought the kid didn't know what he was doing. He should stay with the chick if he knew what was good for him. She had a beautiful mouth. It was very red, partially natural, and partially lipstick/lip gloss.

Dream Skip

I'm in a building trying to get something to drink, but I don't have enough change on me. I needed a dollar. All of a sudden, I look up and drinks now cost $3.00. I thought how fucked up everything is that just when I can afford the damn dollar that drinks cost, they go up again so I can't afford them again.

Then I look in the change return and find some coins. I thought how someone had put them there on purpose to pay a good deed forward. Then I started finding lots of money. It was all in change, but it was all dimes, quarters, dollars and such.

Someone who managed the building came around and I thought I was going to get in trouble for taking all this money.

I don't remember anything until I started to realize I was becoming lucid. There were a few women. I saw them in a rather baron environment. I realized I was lucid and decided to go for one of them.

I got one and leaned her back to lay her down. I'm always afraid I'll wake up, so I decided to get her clothes off as I was bringing her down. I lay her down with my left hand, and raised her tight, pink, cotton dress with my right. By the time she was on the ground, I had her exposed.

I nommed on her breast for a short time, and had an FA.

I was in a restaurant in a booth. There were two blonde women at the table. One was paying her check with a credit card. I reached out to take it wondering if I was lucid and thinking it would be no harm. She retracted the card and I got nervous. I tried to explain I thought I was having a lucid dream.

She didn't get it. I asked her if she had ever had a dream where she knew she was dreaming...the old explaining lucid dreaming routine.

She seemed relatively interested, but she and her friend left. I was left alone. The restaurant was noisy. I wondered what all the commotion was. I finally leaned up to see a T.V. with the picture of a U.S. soldier in Iraq. I asked if someone was talking to their husband in Iraq. They said no.

I was a little "confus" and got tired of the noise, so I left. I went outside to see another dirt road with some women up ahead. I realized again, I'm dreaming!

All the women were unattractive, obese black women. I flew towards them hoping to find a cute one. No such luck. I kept flying down the road. I flew through a shanty town. On either side of the road, there were shacks made of metal roofing material. All had their back side to the road.

As I flew down the road, I looked at the homes and noticed everyone had a goat. Some people had two. I thought I should fly to the front of the homes, but I kept straight.

I finally came upon a young woman with strawberry blonde hair. She could have looked better. I looked away and looked back and she looked a bit better.

I looked for a place to lay her down. I saw an black iron bath tub that would never hold enough water to bathe in. It only came up about as high as a black iron pan.

I decided that would be too cold. I didn't want to lay her down in the dirt though. I went to lay her down so as not to waste any time, and a piece of plastic appeared under her. That was convenient.

I lay her down the same as with the first one, lifting her dress as I lay her down. Again, I nommed on her perfect breasts for a while, glad this is one of my few lucid capabilities.

I didn't want to leave her breast, but I wanted to taste her lips. I began to kiss her. It was yummaliscious. As I kissed her, I touched her below. She finally got into it (my DC's are often rather lifeless). She moaned, "Oh don't..." but she sounded like she was in ecstasy.

I don't remember the order of these dreams very well. I know that at one point in my FA, I was so mad that I had awakened from a lucid that I made an angry face gritting my teeth at which point I saw a yellow mist with a face gritting its teeth. I thought that made sense. I was seeing my emotion.

Also, between lucid's my alarm went off. I snoozed it and went back to bed and had the second lucid. I actually think I had two FA's, but I'm only certain of one.

Mixed in there, likely somewhere around the restaurant scene was another dream I had where I was in the office of an ogf Jennifer M. She looked great. Her office was positively opulent.

We were going to go somewhere, but she left and I stayed looking at a door that was right at a window looking several stories below. I liked the door to nowhere. Then I noticed another one.

I eventually left and saw a restaurant for the office building workers. It was dark and cozy, though a bit sterile. I walked through thinking how much I liked that an office cafeteria would make the dining room dark for an intimate environment at work.

As I came out, Jennifer came back to get me. I was kind of sad because she had such a good job and I didn't. She said she could get me an application. She walked over to an executive who gave her one. She came back and said, "I told you I could get you an application!" I was still sad because she could get anything with her looks and it had nothing to do with me deserving a job.

I then saw a vignette type corridor where the walls looked like an alien planet's cave landscape. I asked Jennifer to walked into it so I could take a picture of her. She did, though I never actually took the picture.

I had been dreaming, I think, for a bit, but I don't remember any of it. Enter the point I remember: I was looking at three women, not sitting close together. I said, "Wait a minute, I'm dreaming!" I went in search of someone to make it with.

I didn't like the women in front of me, so I went elsewhere. I saw two hallways running parallel. I was already losing lucidity.

I continued down one of the halls and found a room with nobody in it. I went to another room and found a bed. There were three young ladies under the covers. I peeled them back and found one attractive. Now there were only two in bed. I told her to take her clothes of. I started to take my clothes off.

My wife came in the room and ruined everything.

Dream Skip

I'm in some kind of hotel on the beach. I'm with a friend of mine, but he isn't with me at the moment. I closed a sliding glass door to prevent the water from the ocean crashing into the hotel room, but the glass is broken, so it is going to come in some.

I leave that room and go somewhere else. The water is right up to where the building starts. I am at someone elses room. I don't remember well what that was about, but I headed back to my room. Again, I saw the ocean right up to where the hotel foundation is.

I almost have to swim at the waters edge to get to my room. The water is deep and there are large fish. It is very disconcerting. I'm afraid of the fish, and I'm afraid of sharks. I look and find sharks swimming around. I decide against swimming at all.

I made it back to my room somehow. It was in a bit of disarray as if it had been flooded.

I had a dream about fish 2 1/2 weeks ago. Fish Dream 1.16.2012

Flying Alligator Attack

I was at Mike A's house, though it didn't look like his house. I saw a school bus drive up his back yard and through his front yard. I was upset the driver would do that, but he had an easment, so it was OK.

I went out and got in a school bus and followed him down the front yard. As I went down the hill, I no longer saw the other bus, but I did see an alligator. It flew up into a tree about 30' up. That seemed like a scary proposition to me.

I drove back up the hill towards Mike's house, but I was intrigued by the flying alligator (that scared me so bad). I drove back down the hill and the alligator glided out of the tree.

Now my bus didn't have a roof. I was exposed. I turned my bus back towards the house. The alligator flew up and swooped down landing near my bus. I got very nervous, and my bus was slowing down.

Then there was water all around, and then I was in the water. The alligator was going to come get me. I wondered if I could wrestle the alligator. All you have to do is grab the snout. All their power is in the closing of their mouth. I knew that was easier said than done.

I thought about what it would be like to drown. I could see the murky water.

The End

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XXX Lucid

At one point during lucidity, I tried to shoot lightning out of my palms and failed, so I guess there is a dream fragment missing.

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I was at an indoor pool. The lights were out. There was more light where I was at the shallow end than the deep end.

I dove into the pool and wondered if it was deep enough, so I decided to curve up and come out of the pool. As I came up, I decided to see if I could come up and out of the pool and fly up.

I did start to fly up, but then I was out of the pool again where I started. I saw a beautiful young lady with dark, wavy brown hair at the other end of the pool. She wore a maroon and white bikini. I realized I was lucid and said, "I'd like to see her nude!

She looked surprised and I wondered if I was dreaming after all, then someone said she had smiled. I was confident I was dreaming again.

She was next to me now. I thought about what my friend KristaNicole does to stabilize. I yelled, "I am lucid. 100% lucidity!" I rubbed my hands together. It felt bad. I looked down and I had gause on my hand. I was happy to stabilize though. Then I spun around slowly. My partner said, "Both ways; it's better for both of us!" We spun around the other way.

Then we locked in a giant, wet kiss. She was wondering if that was what she was looking for. I gave her another kiss and told her it was exactly what I was looking for. She agreed.

I looked down at her breast. She was flat as a board. I touched her flat chest. I don't get into a flat chest, but I really liked the girl, so I didn't care. I rubbed it a little.

All of a sudden we were in a room with my grandmother (passed on many years ago), and a couple other people. They were all in bed. We took our clothes off and walked down the hall to another room.

I realized that if I wanted to get dressed again, I would have to walk naked into the room with my grandmother and would likely be in trouble, so I pulled a blanket out of a basket to cover myself up with later.

She had her bikini on again. She was going to take it off, but I told her no. I wanted to reach in and feel her vagina. I did reach in but just felt her hair.

I then got on her chest. I put some "lip gloss" on her lips. She was surprised. She said she'd been beaten up before, but that had never happened. I was kind of surprised and sorry she'd been beaten up, but she seemed really happy, so I didn't worry about it.

She then took it.

I soon woke up.

I'm happier about using stabilization techniques than the awesome sex, but that was good too.

12.10.2011

I was in a room. I was tired, so the room was dark and the dream was not vivid, but I was in a room and there was a man and a young man of about 14. I ended up with my face up against the man and began to be smothered. I must have had my face in the pillow.

I then must have moved my face as I could breathe again. I then saw the man again. I don't know why, but I began to realize I was dreaming.

I wasn't going to let the man make me feel smothered again, but I ended up walking inside him, as if I were a ghost taking up the exact same space as him. I closed my eyes and imagined myself or my spirit radiating outward and filling him until he would explode or something.

I was then free of him. I then was with the young man. I grabbed his collar and flew with him. He was so heavy, I started drifting downward, but I found a sofa, and very close to it, I dropped him. He acted as if it was a far drop, but it was only about a foot.



12.12.11

I don't remember when I became lucid. I do remember that I thought I was lucid and finally had the wits about me to do a reality check to verify if it was a dream. At first, I had 5 fingers, but then I lost my thumb. I kept looking and it stayed gone, then my fingers got really small (creepy). Then they curled up as if to make a fist, but they were all small and nasty looking.

I decided to try to throw fireballs. I was not successful. I tried throwing them at a man, possibly the same man from my dream a couple nights ago, and I tried to throw them at a tree. The man explained it as having to do with being at a certain place, but I told him I wasn't near that place.

That sounds like a dull lucid, but it was important for me to have this particular dream.


Later I had a dream that I can't remember well, but I do remember seeing a monkey squirrel. A little boy caught it. We gave it marshmellows hoping it would stick around long enough for me to get a picture with my phone, but ran away.

It was a squirrel body but it had skinny monkey arms and a tiny monkey head. I don't remember seeing the tail. It ran on all fours.

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I've gone from 10 lucid's to 16 in about 2 weeks. Let's hope the trend continues.

Last night was an epic night for me. I had several WBTB's, 3 of which were lucid dreams. My lucid powers are limited; I can fly and pass through objects (easy), and have sexual encounters (luckily). I'm a guy, so I did what I could. Female viewers may not want to read.

Criminal: Part 1

I was driving my truck. I came upon two gangsters lying down in the middle of the road fighting one-another. One had a machine gun, the other--I don't know.

They were right in front of me when my dream started, so I ended up running over them. I didn't think that was so bad as they were both bad people and I couldn't really help it--but I thought it might implicate me somehow.

Skip

WBTB

I had low lucidity right away. I remembered a theme of passing through objects from a recent post, and a dream that followed that post. I saw a door and decided to pass through it to be with a woman. I did pass through the door and ended up in an empty room. The floors were filthy and old, and the rest of the room that I could see was also filthy. I decided any woman I would find there would be disgusting and so I decided to leave.

Blackness

WBTB

I was in a nice restaurant. There was a lady with family in a round booth. I wondered if I was dreaming because I wanted the woman and am hesitant to just take her in case I wasn't dreaming. I went ahead and took her hand. I got no resistance from the family.

I took her away and headed towards the bathroom. That was no good, so I turned to my left and there was a real room. I was with a beautiful blonde. I forget exactly what I did with her, but it was pretty nice.

I woke up, and as proscribed, I move around a lot. Nevertheless...

WBTB

I saw a lady with dark, wavy, gelled hair. She was kind of average, and kind of really cute. She was petite. I took her to a room--or we just ended up in one, and I started having my way with her. She was my most successful of the night. First, I felt her relatively small breasts (A full hand-full). I usually don't feel them so memorably, so this was nice. I surprised myself even in my dream. I then penetrated her vaginally and orally. Again, I was surprised at my success.

WBTB

I was with a strawberry blonde woman, again--petite and with wavy, gelled hair. In waking life, I don't have a thing for gelled hair so, IDK?

This was really weird. I wanted to feel her breasts also, and she started to take her shirt off reading my mind, though I told her to take her pants off. She immediately did. She looked horrified. Knowing it was a dream, I continued,

I started looking for her opening. She reached behind her and unscrewed a bed-post. She was going to hit me over the head. I told her she better not and she stopped. I kept trying, but could never find her hole.

I decided to...dangle myself on her face. I did, but I didn't feel it too much.


Criminal: Part 2

I was driving down the road with someone in my truck. He was a police type. I thought that he would notice clues to my involvement in the hit-and-run from the first dream I remember. I tried to act calm, and not give anything away.

We passed a movie scene as it was being shot. There were 2 guys at a dumpster, one giving another a shot from a hypodermic needle found in the dumpster. This was going to transmit a disease to the man receiving the shot.

I recognized the movie that was being shot as one that I had seen in the movies already (?), so I yelled out to the guys to let them know I was in on the whole thing. I wanted to yell out what was playing out, but then I didn't want to give the movie away, so I changed what I wanted to say so I wouldn't give it away to anyone (?), "I hope there isn't a biscuit on that!'

The movie I was think about was Contagion.

As I turned away from that scene in my truck, I saw a bicycle that looked like cheap art made from random pieces of scrap metal that could make a bike, and someone couldn't resist making it into a bike. It had a strange patch of gray hair on top of the handle bars as if it were an old bike (?).

My kids woke me up to go to a school Christmas function at that point.

I was lucid upon entering this dream. I was floating--clarity was low. I thought I would have trouble going above a certain height as I always do, so I tried to just float up and not think about it too much. I was floating up into a starry sky.

I floated up for a little bit, but then I remembered a response to someones comment regarding semi-lucidity. I had advised him/her that I thought he would have success in going through a wall or ceiling while lucid, and that he should try it. I immediately put my face through a wall in my dream. Half my face went through a wall and I saw a guy with long, braided hair with a gun. He was holding up a guy at a convenience store. In my dream he was a terrorist.

I was then in an old condo where I used to live with my mother. I now wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not. Instead of doing a reality check because I never think to do one, I slowly tried to put my head through a wall. I didn't want to do it fast in case I was awake, lest it hurt.

The funny thing is, I wasn't successful in putting my head through the wall. Then I thought it was weird because I did believe I was dreaming.

I was very tired, and I believe the best lucids come when you go to sleep on time. That is true for me in any case.

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I was with a friend B.L. We were on a train track. He was basically lying down face first, but not relaxing. He had a rock in his hand, and the rock was on one of the rails. It powered him like a train. He slid along the rail holding onto the rock.

I was holding on to him, but I was falling off. I tried to get him to go some way different as I was about to fall off, but he wouldn't. I got upset and pushed myself off this non-existent train car.

He then threw the rock at me in disgust and walked away. I took the rock and threw it right behind him so it would bounce and hit him, which it did, sticking to his butt.

My friend got mad. I explained I only threw it so it would barely hit him and let him know he didn't have to throw the rock at me.

Then I saw some railroad workers. I didn't really want them to see me. I also saw some trains go by. The first locomotive was normal, then I saw some plastic ones. They had advertising on them like a car wrap.

I was annoyed at how "they" are making everything so cheap today including locomotives.

These dreams are a couple days old

Under Water

I was in someone elses apartment. I tried to leave through the garage, but when I opened the door that led from the house to the garage, I heard an evil moan. I turned and ran the other way.

I ended up in a room with an angled floor. (I wonder what that represents). Somehow, I was supposed to be underwater, but I wasn't...though all around me were huge aquariums. The only one I really saw was for penguins.

I was concerned about being underwater even though I could breathe. Eventually, someone who worked at the aquarium opened a door from between two of the aquariums. Seeing my chance to escape, someone else yelled, "Fire!" and I ran out.

I was then in Florida in a neighborhood where every house had a boat on a lift, and every street looked the same, with sandy, shell-littered road. That's all I remember.

A Nothing Lucid

I entered a dream lucid, but I was thinking I was awake, or maybe lucid. I tried to manifest a woman, but I couldn't because I thought I was too awake. In hindsight, I realized I was lucid.

I have concluded in waking life that by the time you do an RC, you already know you are lucid. In contrast, I realize that THIS is why you should do an RC. Oh well.

Later, not lucid, I saw a lady standing a couple feet away in a silk neglige. She scratched herself with her pinky. I thought it must have been very soft.

Lunar Lander

I was with someone--a friend or my brother. We were out in a field. There was a space vehicle
that looked like the Lunar Lander. The DC I was with had found it and done something to it. It
was nothing major, but I started getting nervous that the government would be able to figure
out that it had been tampered with. We decided that it would still fly because the DC hadn't
done anything to it of consequence.

A later had a dream that was supposedly to explain how I had come to be at the place where the
space vehicle was. I was flying over these camps at night. They had strange configurations of a
circle connected to a square, or modifications of that design. It seemed very logical and futuristic.
I flew over several of these camps or cities or whatever they were, then started back over at the
beginning to view them again. By the second or third fly-over, I started to realize I should remember
the shapes and or the layout of the city.

This was itself a second chance for me to remember this scene as the fly-over was a false memory.
The first time I flew over seemed to be a reminder even though I don't remember ever having the dream
the first time.

Lucid with a Hottie

I was with a bunch of people. There was one girl who was reminiscent of Christa Nicole on the X Factor.
I liked her. She was friendly in a cold, manipulative way.

I had some cookies which I was giving to everyone, but they fell in the sand of a playground. I was sad
because I am a germ-a-phobe. I decided to eat one anyways, and someone else was willing to eat one too.
Then, the girl I liked asked if I would get her some orange drink and some chocolate drink. I thought that was strange, but then thought that the combination sounded pretty good.

I said something to her like, "You're being nice, but you don't really like me, do you?" She never answered before I headed off to the store.

I ordered the chocolate drink and the orange drink. I was thinking about gallons so everyone could have some and so it would be cheaper. The guy started giving me a bunch of regular size drinks. I knew that would cost more than I wanted to spend.

I ended up leaving when I saw my Dad. I immediately knew I was dreaming. At this point, I wanted to talk to my dad, but sometimes he just stands there and doesn't say anything. I decided to turn towards the girl I was with and make it with her.

I took her to some steps inside an apartment. I started to undo her pants. Up the stairs was someones room. There was no door to the room and the occupant, a heavy-set white lady, was in bed. I was afraid she would see us, but I didn't let it hinder me.

I started making it with her. It felt so real. I moved her up the stairs into the room where the other girl was in bed on the phone. I was trying to get a more comfortable place to do it. Once we were up there, the girl in bed said, "Hey, y'all get out of here!"

We floated back down the stairs. I continued making love to her until I woke up.

Saving a Salem Witch

I went back to sleep and started dreaming about some ladies who were going to go somewhere instead of a bunch of guys having the opportunity to go. I forget where the ladies were going to go, but I started seeing, as if in a movie, Mt. Rushmore, with different carvings. I saw the real carvings, then I saw witches carved into the mountain, though they were just women, and then I saw men in hooded robes standing very tall.

As if in a movie, the carvings kept cycling so I saw the same carvings like a slide-show. Finally, the scene became real. I was watching the men in hooded robes walking in a natural setting. They were like the Spanish Inquisition. They were looking for a witch.

They ended up finding her. They were going to burn her. I found myself in a hotel room with 5 other guys in a more modern setting, but we were still going to kill the witch, and now I was in the group.

Somehow I knew that nobody in the room wanted to kill the witch, but nobody was saying anything because they might then be killed along with the witch. I spoke up. Nobody would go along with me. There were several people outside the room and we were about to leave to kill the girl.

I said to the guys, "Look, we have six people here." Somehow that made our numbers strong enough to stand up to the others.

One or two more guys walked into the room. We tried to convince them that we should not kill the "witch," but they weren't going for it. We explained that we were already six, and with them on our side, we could stop them. One of the guys got very upset and said, "Come on!" He was angry and mean looking. I got scared and started to go with him.

Then one of the original 5 guys I was with started talking to them and we all decided to stand up to the others to not burn the witch.

Dream-skip to a scene where two little girls were planting clover around the edge of circles of mud. They represented the peace from the witch being let go.

I don't remember how I became lucid, but two days ago, I did. For some reason I ended up fighting people. Some of my punches were not effective. Others, while I didn't really hurt anyone, flew like Bruce Lee. I hit several people one after another.

I also had interactions with women. I commanded them to take there clothes offer. A heavy-set black woman did. She was not attractive, but she didn't gross me out. Strange.

I knew I had to be careful or I would wake up. In fact, I was so awake during parts of my dream that my dream went black...an unfortunate effect of being extremely aware I am dreaming is that I don't really dream.

I got my dream back and saw another lady. She was kind of pretty. I told her to take of her clothes and then I saw wrinkles on her neck and sharp teeth like a shark or something. The rest of her looked OK. (?) Lol!

Not the best lucid for me, but I was glad to finally have another one.

Class and Securing the Hill

I was in a class, but don't know what I was learning. We all chose net-books for the day. They were all unique.
One computer had a problem.

Dream skip?

I went to a grassy hill and was going to fight some machines. Everyone in my unit or on my team had a vehicle
that served as protection. I chose a place on the hill that offered protection from ahead and from behind.

These dreams repeated. When I went to class again, I knew one of the computers had a problem. I got the same
computer I had had before because I knew that one worked.

I saw some meat that had been flattened and salted. It was raw. I ate some and realized some how, not by the taste,
that the meat had been poisoned. I started to spit out the meat. Every time I spit, I had a lot more spit to spit out. I
spit enough to fill a baggie half way. I left the class.

I was on the hill again. Someone had a boa constrictor--possibly a red tail boa. It was about 8 feet long. They were letting it get very close to me. It was trying to bite me. Eventually I was trying to hold it anyway. I tried to get it behind the head, but being tired in waking life (I guess), I couldn't focus on it much. I ended up holding it by the tail and letting it crawl on the ground.

Then I was positioned on the hill again. My spot was now vulnerable from the rear. I didn't like that at all. I had a premonition that we would be attacked from the rear. I ended up in some kind of a room that was walled by tough, nylon strapping material. I had a machine gun. It was like a cross between an AK-47 and an AR-15. I liked having it. I shot about 15 bullets and then thought I should stop in case I hit someone. I wanted to get out of the room, so I started pulling the strapping and it was coming loose. Eventually I guess I did get loose with someone else who was in the room with me.

Then I was in a military aircraft. I was never in the military. We were preparing for something. I was trying to get my machine gun it a case because I didn't want to leave it, and I didn't want to walk around wherever I was going with an open machine gun.

One of the other guys with me, a superior I think, threw a jacket out of the plane. I was upset because I think it was my jacket. It was as though I wasn't supposed to keep the military property (including the gun). I quickly put on another jacket so as to claim it. That meant the jacket thrown out was someone elses.

OGF

I met a girl who looked like someone I used to date. I was my current age--she was the age I met her. I approached her nervous of how she would respond to what I wanted to tell her. I told her that I know I am much older, but I just wanted to tell her that she looked like an ogf. She looked exactly like her. I was in love.

Later, she responded more to my liking, and I became semi lucid, or at least controlled my dream. I started holding her. I was taking my time to go up her shirt because I was enjoying being with her, but I realized I may wake up soon, so I started going further up her shirt. I got so far as to feel where her breast started. I didn't go further because I wanted to save some of the enjoyment. I never got to feel her breast, but I was enjoying looking at her face too much.

I was in a vacuum. I thought I was dreaming, but thought I might simply be awake. I pushed my arms
out to see if I was lucid. I know it isn't an RC, but I already suspected I was dreaming and wanted to
stretch my arms anyway. I was having trouble pushing my arms out, but I knew I was dreaming then.

There was nothing around; it was not even space. It was stupid. I couldn't make a scene appear, so
I relaxed and started falling into the void. That was cool enough. I let the dream form itself.

I ended up dancing with an old, over-weight woman. Her hair was salt and pepper; she was about 65.
I dipped her twice as we danced. I was impressed that I could hold her up. I was in no way attracted
to this woman. The second time I saw her vividly, she was all sweaty. It was really yucky. She had the
hots for me. Blahchchch!

Soon I was at a party. I started making a move on a white girl and felt up
her shorts. I got to touch her, but the more I got what I wanted, the more I was afraid
I would lose the dream...and I did.

Then there was an cute, overweight black girl. I made a move on her and was successful.
Then I saw her skinny friend. That would have been nicer. The girl I was with leaned over and
kissed the corner of my mouth.

Semi/lucid to normal dreaming: Soon I had to leave the party. Looked for my scarf, found it, went
to say goodbye to the host. I went in his room and saw all the stuff in his room. I clearly so a forged
iron skull. Not scary, not life size, just an artistic piece. It was on an iron stick. I didn't see the rest
of the stuff vividly, but the room had that feel to it.

The End