Tihiti

I was at a community club event. I knew I was dreaming (not sure why). Usually I take off and fly and try to take full advantage of the situation, but this time I decided to keep quiet, observe, interact, and use no super powers. As a note, this lucid dream lasted about 15 minutes, and was very stable and clear. No stabilization was needed. It’s definitely one of my longest lucid dreams.

The community club was full of people, at least 100. I moved through the crowd of people, saying, “Hi!”, and “Excuse me.” People really didn’t notice me. I was scanning the crowd seeing dream characters interact, hearing conversations, and there was chatter everywhere. I could see people appearing instantly out of nowhere. I noticed characters here and there yawning and getting tired. The sleepy characters would stop interacting, would lie down, or vanish, or sink through the floor. Aside from dream characters appearing and disappearing, it was unbelievable just how real the experience seemed!

I came upon this young girl in her early twenties, very pretty, and she reminded me of my daughter. I decided to talk to her. I asked her name, and she replied (I forget her name). I introduced myself. She smiled, and we started talking casually, as we strolled around the crowd. She seemed to like hanging out with me. She then yawned, and she started to disappear. I asked her to stay, and to keep talking to me. I coaxed her along, and she was back again interacting. We headed over to the corner of the community club, by the tables. I asked her if she would like to sit down. She nodded and sat at the end of the table, and I sat opposite to her. There were several gray haired older women sitting at the table. One of the ladies said hi to me, and used my name! I thought how does she know my name?

After about 10 minutes I thought it was about time to blow my lucidity cover up, so I told the young girl I was dreaming. She looked at me and seemed very confused by what I was saying. I asked her where she lived, and she said from Queens, New York, off Hwy??, near the exit ramp. I asked her for her phone number, and she gave me a mixture of letters and numbers. I told her to try again, and she said the same numbers and letters again. The older ladies around the table suddenly started looking bit up tight, and I could see a glowing orange light behind me.

I looked around, and there was this man in a black suit jacket trying to tie me up to a metal post with a glowing strap. I stood and backed away from him, and I said, “It’s all okay, everything is okay, and I’m leaving.” He seemed to be fine with this and he walked away. I decided to follow him and ask him why he was trying to tie me up. He stopped, looked at me, and then I asked him. He told me, “You’re not following the rules.” Suddenly a porcelain black cat appeared on the ground beside me. I could see the cat’s eyes moving. Btw, black cats are my dream sign, and often tell me when I’m dreaming. The man in the black suit, pointed at the black cat and said in a harsh voice, “And why does that thing keep appearing?” I felt like telling him, “Because that’s my dream sign stupid!” I bent down and picked up the cat carefully into my arms, and petted it. The porcelain cat became this perfect golden eyed, black cat. We walked away from the man in the black suit. I always give this black cat a lot of affection in my dreams. The cat started to lick my face and lean into my chest. I then woke up and immediately recorded my Lucid dream.

I went for an afternoon nap to attempt the WILD technique, but I fell asleep in the hypnogogic phase. Next thing I knew, I was floating in space, and quickly realized I must be dreaming. The view was amazing, better than what you see on the clearest nights.

I decided to head off into space to see how far I could go. At first the stars were passing by me quickly (like the Starship Enterprise), and I soon found myself leaving the Milky Way. Continuing to accelerate I could see complete galaxies starting to slowly pass me by, then I went faster and faster, until the galaxies were streaming past me like streaks of light. There were millions of them. It is hard to describe. Next stop was the edge of the universe. I wanted to keep going until there was nothing but blackness, but the galaxies just kept coming.

Then I heard a voice, “Supper Time!” Oh crap, it’s my wife! No!!! I came to a complete stop, and I could see a spiral galaxy right in front of me. I heard my wife call my name. Oh no, the view is fading. I decided to head off back to earth, because what would happen if I woke up way out here, would I be okay? I spun around and took off in the direction I came from. Clarity improved. I flew for about a 30 seconds and stopped. I looked around. I could see galaxies, but which one was mine? I was totally lost. I panicked, woke up, and then had supper. I tried to describe what I was just dreaming about, but my family just gave me a blank look(There goes dad again talking about his lucid dreams).

I knew the dream was about to start (using WILD technique), so I flew hard and fast right into the dream, unsure of what was ahead of me. The first part of the dream was very blurry, but I was flying as fast as I could. I thought ‘increase lucidity’, and then suddenly the clarity was perfect. I was flying over a city at supersonic speeds, just above the buildings. There were buildings everywhere in complete detail, as far as I could see. This was a massive city. Off in the distance, in the center of my view, I could see a temple, complete with a golden dome, and a large opening at the entrance. Light was shining through the entrance, so I figured I could fly right through the center, and out the other side. I challenged myself to fly through the opening at high speed without crashing. I was flying at the speed of sound, and I was going so fast, I could hear the shock waves bouncing back at me off the buildings. There was a sonic boom! The vibrations shook me.


As I neared the temple, I could see wide stone steps going up to the arched entrance. I tried to fly right through the opening, but some strange force sucked me down and I landed on the steps perfectly. There were 100's of people standing on the steps and inside the temple’s entrance. They were all dressed in beige and white robes. The temple had amazing stonework. Some people were clapping and cheering (I guess from the sonic boom?), and some were looking at me like what the #%@* are you doing? I tried to fly again, but couldn't, so I walked into the temple. There was a large pool in the middle, with people everywhere, and I headed to back where it was less crowded. In the corner was a beautiful garden with a fig tree. There was no roof in this area and over the pool, and the sun was shining brightly. I could feel clarity fading. I bent down and picked up a hand full of soil from the garden, and rubbed the soil in my hands observing the fine grains of dirt. The clarity greatly improved. I turned around still rubbing the soil, and then I walked down steps into the pool. The water was cold and refreshing. I kept rubbing the dirt in my hands. I waded through the pool up to this guy, who was standing behind what looked like a pool bar. I asked him if he could announce something for me. I said, “Please wish my daughter Happy Birthday over the PA.” He looked at me and said no. I asked him again, but I could tell in his eyes it was no! I then started to feel upset, and then I woke up.

In this dream, I was at my parent’s house, at the top of the stairs, talking to another dream character who was threatening me with his supernatural powers. He was a little bit scary and seemed quite convincing. I told him I could be a vampire while lucid and easily be more powerful than he was. I then chose to be Lucid and turned myself into a vampire. He instantly left.

Now that I was lucid, I needed to do something like fly, so I wouldn’t wake up. I ran down the stairs past my dad to go outside and do some flying. My dad said, “You should stay here.” I just ignored him because I was focussed on staying lucid. I looked outside, and it was the middle of winter, and I wasn’t properly dressed to go out there. I knew if I tried to find proper clothes I would wake up, so I just ran out the door and flew up over the trees. The trees were covered in hoarfrost and were absolutely beautiful. The sun was reflecting off of each snow crystal and it was brilliant white. By the time I reached the end of the street, at about 100 feet altitude, the snow had vanished, and it was now fall. I looked off in the distance, and I had 100% clarity. I decided to find my daughter.

As I flew down the alongside the road that paralleled a river, I called out loud for my daughter to join me, and then suddenly this girl appeared riding a bike. I flew down and landed beside her. She didn’t look like my daughter, but she had the biggest smile ever, and she reminded me of her. I asked her if she was my daughter, and she said no. I then told her to tell my daughter I am looking for her. A fellow in a Beige Suit appeared on a bike and began to follow this girl as I flew away.

I flew down, and landed at a market square, near the town’s Marina, and then walked into a market building hoping to find my daughter. Several people stopped what they were doing and stared at me. This dark haired fellow behind the counter was threatening me, and I told him everything was fine, and that I was just looking for my daughter. He calmed down and carried on with his business. I floated up slowly through the ceiling to see if my daughter was on the roof. She wasn't, so floated back down into the building. A man in a Beige Suit, like the one I saw on the bike earlier, then asked me a question, but before I could answer, he slapped a handcuff on my left hand. He yelled out, “I’ve got him!” I yanked the other end of the handcuff out of his hand and backed up. The handcuff he put on me was made from a black composite material, and the chain appeared to be some sort of polymer cord. I tore the handcuff off my left hand and proceed to rip the handcuffs into a bunch of pieces. Another Beige Suit appeared and he said, “That isn’t going to work on him.” I turned around and flew full speed at the exit door, and I passed right through it, like it wasn’t there. When I got to the other side I was in a concrete parkade. I then woke from the excitement, and stayed perfectly still in bed, then ended up back at the exact same spot in the dream. Both Beige Suits were there waiting.


In an effort to scare these guys off, I assumed the famous martial arts pose. The one Beige Suit fellow said, “Oh great, he knows this too?” The other Beige Suit fellow said, “Just block him.” I really don’t know any martial arts, so they called my bluff. I then used my instant transport technique, where I can travel between two places instantly (within my visual range), and I transported to a floating position above one of the Beige Suit fellows. He looked confused, as he searched frantically for me, and he couldn’t see me. I then shot full speed at another exit door from the parkade and ended up outside. Home free! Not…. One Beige Suit had me by the waist and dragged me back to the ground. Again I woke, and stayed perfectly still in bed, and then ended up back at the exact same spot in the dream.

I don’t believe in violence when dreaming, but these guys pushed me too far. I instant transported to the back of one the Beige Suits, grabbed him from behind, and threw him 20 yards at an incredible speed into the recessed exit area of the concrete parkade. He bounced off the walls and ground, and then came to a complete stop, upside-down and unconscious, floating at a 45 degree angle to the ground. The other Beige Suit and I just stood there and watched him as he floated unconscious. Suddenly, he gained consciousness, and yelled, “I’ve never had that happen before!” He was pissed. This time he flew straight at me, and before impact, I woke myself up. My heart was pounding, and I felt hot. I lay in bed thinking how this perfectly good lucid dream went so wrong.

I was sitting with a group of men having a discussion. One of the men looked like an old acquaintance of mine who had recently passed away. The only difference was he had a full head of red hair, whereas before he was bald, he was medium build (instead of overweight), and now he was young. Despite all this, I still recognized him. I realized instantly I was dreaming. How else could I be meeting with him? I was Lucid.

FYI: We really did not get along well during our experiences together in life, but I believed he was a good man, and he was liked by many people. He had a large funeral, but I did not attend, because like I said earlier, we really didn’t get along.

While lucid, I went right up to him, and asked if it was him? He said, “Yes”, and then I told him I was sorry he had passed. I went to give him a ‘man hug’, but he raised his arms up, blocking mine. He was very strong, and his arms wouldn’t budge. He put his face to the side, looking away from me, and said, “I’m still upset.” I didn’t know what to do next, and the situation was a little awkward. The dream was fading fast, and I woke up.

Last night I decided to get up at 3:00 Am and try the WILD technique. I usually practice this technique once or twice per week. I started off lying in bed on my back, and then my right side, and left, then again on my back, and then on my right side again. This went on for about an hour and half, staying in one position for as long as I could stand it. No dreams forming, just random images. Suddenly, and instantly, there’s a full screen dream right in front of me! I’m at a campsite and there’s a big pile of wood in the fire pit. To enter the dream, I decided to raise my right hand with a burning match to light the fire. I could see my hand holding the burning match. I moved towards the fire pit, stepped into the dream, and then threw the match at the pile of wood. Bad idea, there was a massive fireball explosion, which threw me backwards right out of the dream (shortest lucid dream ever)! My body straightened right out, legs kicking, and then I rammed my big toe into my bed’s footboard. My toe still hurts. BTW, in my waking life, I usually throw a gallon of gas on a campfire to light it.

I had these two reoccurring nightmares when I was child. The first one was being chased by a Sasquatch, as a result of watching The 6 Million Dollar Man, and the second was falling from a tall swaying skyscraper, thanks to the movie, The Towering Inferno!

My mom told me to simply realize you are dreaming, and then make friends with your fear. Back then in the 70s there was no such phrase as Lucid Dreaming, and nobody really knew too much about it, except that it was possible to become consciously aware in your dreams. It took a few months, but I was able to become Lucid during my nightmares.

The Sasquatch Attack!
I was running through the forest, being chased by this Sasquatch, totally terrified, and then I remembered what my mom said, “Realize you’re dreaming and make friends with your fear.” I stopped in my tracks, and turned around to face the Sasquatch. It was 7 feet tall, hairy, and was real nasty looking. I stayed calm, knowing I couldn’t get hurt in my dreams. I raised my arm to shake its hand. The Sasquatch also raised its hand! I introduced myself. I've never had this nightmare again. Problem solved thanks to lucid dreaming.

Falling from a Skyscraper!
The nightmare would always start off with me holding onto the ledge of a tall skyscraper, which was swinging in the wind. My grip would loosen, and then I would fall, and wake up just before hitting the ground. This time, as I was falling, I realized I was dreaming, and I was going to face my fear. Absolutely terrified, I decided to hit the ground, because you can’t get hurt in your dreams. Right? Wrong! I hit the ground, and it knocked the wind out of me, and it did hurt. I rolled over and looked up at the swaying building, got to my feet, and checked for damage. No damage! I was okay. BTW, I still have this nightmare occasionally, but I’ve since figured out you can simply fly away, and not hit the ground.

WILD technique to start dream 1.

10 Foot Tall Man in a Parking Lot
I saw a 10 foot man walking at a shopping mall parking lot. I floated over to him, looked him in the eyes, and asked who he was. His faced suddenly turned all black and wrinkled, with no facial features, then it turned back to normal. He didn't say anything back. He looked friendly enough, but he wasn't very chatty, so I floated back to the ground and walked away.

Vibrations happened here between dreams 1 and 2.

Visit with my Daughter
I was in a room, asking for my Daughter come. A girl walked in the room, I asked her name, and she said Clara (not my daughter). She left. Another girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Sara (not my daughter). A third girl came in the room, I asked her name, and she said Tara (not my daughter). Finally my daughter appeared in the room sitting on a staircase. I ran over to her to ask how's she doing? She looked sad, and said, "Why did you do that in your last dream?" I had now idea what she was talking about. I wanted to scoop her up and hug her. I woke up.

Jumping from a Bridge
I was in a large city walking a across a massive bridge. These kids were looking over the bridge railing and screaming. They were very upset because somebody had capsized their kayak and were drowning. The bridge was several hundred feet above the water, and the currents were fast and vicious. I looked over the edge, but I couldn't see anything. I said I will go and take a look. I stood up on the railing and then leapt. For a fleeting second I questioned my lucidity, because I wasn't flying yet. Just before I hit the water, I started to fly. I flew around the river, looking everywhere, but I still didn't see anything. I flew back up onto the bridge and told the kids there's nobody down there. I then asked the kids to all join hands, and we'll go flying together. One of the kids said, "Like Mary Poppins?", and I said, "Yes!". We joined hands and flew away. I woke up.

Flying Down a Beach
I was flying down a tropical beach. I wanted to cool off in waves, so I landed. I walked out into the surf, getting splashed by waist high waves. I could see the grains of sand washing out with each wave. The water was cool and refreshing. I leaned over and scooped up the sand. I felt the grains of sand in my hands. Clarity improved. I then flew off further down the beach to a building and then walked in.

Biting Dog with Red Eyes
I was holding this beautiful little dog, petting it, as I walked down a sidewalk. We walked past this big black dog with glowing red eyes. It was tied to a railing at someone’s front step. I put the little dog down and floated up to the big bad dog. I picked it up and hugged it, hoping it would not turn this into a nightmare. The hug caused it's eyes to stop glowing red. I put it back on the ground then petted it a few times. As I walked away, it leapt at me and bit onto my arm. The little bugger! It hurt a bit, but I ignored the pain, and continued to walk down the street. I didn’t want this dream to end. The dog hung from my arm for a short while, and eventually vanished.

Rubbing Lag Bolts to Improve Lucidity
I was standing beside a building, and my lucidity was fading fast. I looked around for something to rub in my hands. I saw these 3/8" lag bolts on the ground. I picked up one in each hand, and then rubbed them. The sharp edges of the threads made me very lucid. I dropped the bolts, then walked off to explore.

I’ve tried to write words, in the past, while lucid, and it’s never worked. The letters seem to fall, rotate, and float off the page as quickly as I could write them down, or they became so mixed up that they no longer made sense. Today I tried something new and it worked!

In this dream I was attending the first day of Chemistry, Faculty of Science. The professor was describing to us how difficult the course was, and you’ll probably end up dropping out. Same old, same old. Hearing this, I stood up and said, “I found the course not too difficult, and most of the people passed. What are you talking about?” I began to think about 2nd year Chemistry, when I realized I must be dreaming, because why would I be attending first year chemistry, and for that matter, why am I still in university?

I was having a hard time remembering that I was lucid, and I felt like I was slipping back into dream mode. I decided to carve the word ‘DREAM’, in the top of a stump and focus on it. Don’t ask me how, but there was a 1 foot diameter stump in the class. Using my point finger, I carved out the word ‘DREAM’ in the top of the stump. My finger was able to carve the letters in the wood in the same manner as one would write in sand. I was very impressed, because the word stayed there. I called over a couple of the people from the class to take a look at the word I spelt. One girl had a pitcher of water in her hand, and she poured it out over the stump, drowning the word. I could still see the letters under the water. Taking my left hand, I swept the water off, leaving only a bit of water in the grooves of each letter. I then took dark ash from a saucer that appeared beside me, and I filled in the letters to make them black. The letters were now very pronounced against the lighter colored wood.

DREAM

I called more people over to see this magical thing called a word, which was actually legible, and a rarity. The dream was fading fast, and I had no time to stabilize. I woke up.

Wife, Son, and I were cruising down a double lane highway on a quad. We came to a high, steep, sand dune, which spanned the entire road. The only way around it, was over it. The wheels dug in, and then we got stuck half way up the dune. Concerned about flipping the quad, I asked Wife and Son to get off. I tried to drive up the dune, but it wouldn’t move, so I decided to turn the quad around, and head back down the dune. Incredibly, the quad magically turned around 180 degrees, and was pointing down the hill in the correct direction. I thought for a second that maybe I was dreaming, but I brushed it off, because everything seemed so real. Another quad was coming up the hill beside me, and it also got stuck. This backwoods looking fellow, with a baseball cap, and a crappy looking quad, was staring at me. A strange, black tar substance was oozing from his skin (kind of like X-Files). As I drove down the hill past him, he reached out and then smeared his black tar ooze all over me. It was totally disgusting, and I was pissed. I instantly became lucid (not sure why), drove the quad down to the bottom of the hill, and then I leaped off. I was mad. As I mention before I have a personal conviction not to be violent in my dreams, but this time I didn’t care. I flew up the hill to grab him, then he repelled me away with some sort of invisible force. I pushed real hard back at this invisible force and managed to grab onto him. We both floated up into the air wrestling, and I was gaining an advantage on him. While wrestling, we floated back down to the ground near the bottom of the hill. Suddenly, out of nowhere, comes this German Sheppard, and it attacks me. I let go of the man and grab the dog around it's chest. The thought of hurting the dog made me feel real guilty inside, and reminded me of my personal conviction. I stopped fighting, and thought to myself, “What am I doing? This is so wrong.” To my surprise, the backwoods guy turned into an East Indian man, dressed in a white robe, and the dog turned into an Asian woman, in a white dress. I still had my arm around her. The East Indian man said to me in a heavy accent, “You don’t handle humiliation well.” Then I said, “What?” He then said back to me, “Humiliation, when somebody does something to you, you don’t respond well.” I looked at him and said ,”Humiliation?” When I spoke the sound was distorted, and was breaking up. I was starting to wake, and the clarity was dissolving. He said back in a distorted voice, “Yes, Humiliation.” I focussed and concentrated on increased lucidity, and the clarity improved. I looked at the Asian woman, who I still had my arm around, and said, “Were you the dog?” She said yes, and I apologized to her. I then hugged her, put my head on her shoulder, and started to cry. I felt guilty for being violent in my lucid dream. The emotions then woke me.

I was walking down a path, with two friends, in a heavily wooded forest. The leaves on the trees were all green, which I found to be very odd since it is fall here in Canada. In the waking world the leaves have all turned to colors, or have completely fallen off the trees. I knew instantly I was dreaming. I’m Lucid!

I turned around and decided to take off. I find this helps to stabilize the lucid dream. Leaping into the air horizontally with the expectation to fly away, quite the opposite happened; I landed face first on my chest. I decided to flap my arms to see if this would help me lift off. Suddenly I had wings! As I was flapping my wings, I could feel them pushing against the air, giving me lift. It felt similar to swimming, except you’re moving very fast. I called for my daughter to come and join my lucid dream, as I always do, because I miss her dearly, and a lucid dream is a great place to visit.

I was flying high above a field, and I could see a bunch of people below me, running after me (on the ground). I immediately flew down and landed. All the adults in the group kept on running into the forest, and I yelled at them to comeback. They momentarily paused and looked at me, but kept on going. All the youths stayed there, about 10 of them, and they wanted to know how I was flying. One of them looked at me and said you’ve been hexed. I told him, “No I’m not, I’m lucid dreaming!” I proceeded to explain how this possible. After I was done, the kids left because somebody was calling for them.

I proceeded into a house in attempt to find my daughter. In the house, I found my wife, and an elderly woman. My wife seemed like a dream character, but the elderly woman was full of life and expression. I then showed them some of aerobatic moves in the confines of the kitchen, and the elderly woman seemed to appreciate this. We then walked into the living room, where my wife suddenly cranked up the stereo. It was so loud, I couldn’t even think, and it was messing with my lucidity, and certainly wasn’t helpful for trying to meet up with my daughter. I tried to turn the stereo down, but the control knob didn’t work. I then tried to split the stereo in half by thought. It stretched a bit, but no luck. I then remembered what PercyLucid told me about using an energy beam to blow stuff up. I’ve watch the complete Dragon Ball Z series with my son, so I have a pretty good idea what this was about. I put out my left hand and concentrated. A very small sphere of white light started to form. I then took both my hands and cupped them like the Dragon Ball Z characters doing a Kamehameha. It worked! A perfect ball of energy, about the size of a grapefruit, formed in my hands. It was glowing orange, was transparent, and had 100’s of stings of electricity zapping around inside it. It was so cool. I prepared to Kamehameha the stereo, and then my wife moved in front of it. I didn’t want blast my wife! I looked at the elderly woman and asked her what should I do with this ball of energy? She pointed at a wooden trunk and said, “Shoot the trunk!” I release my Kamehameha at the trunk in an energy beam form, then to my surprise it bounced off, hitting the ground. It then turned into a ball of yarn. I laughed, and said, “That’s not much of a Kamehameha!” The elderly woman didn’t find any humor in this.

I flew out of the house to continue my search for my daughter. I landed on top of a building. Off in the distance I could see my daughter through a window, standing in a building! I was just about to fly over there, and then I woke up, because I got excited about seeing my daughter. I remained perfectly still in my bed trying to go back into the dream. Within seconds I was back in the dream, but my daughter was gone. Where did she go? I flew back down into the same house where my wife and the elderly woman were earlier. The house was different inside; it was now an old fashion store, full of goods and ware. There were at least fifty people in there. They all seemed to be staring at me. Suddenly this guy appeared out of nowhere and grabbed me, and said, “Tone it down, people are starting to notice!” His face, eyes, and expression was so real, I found it shocking. I could then see white light irradiating from me, and the man then had a shocked look on his face as he quickly arched his back away from me. I then woke up.

I have a personal conviction not be violent in my LD’s; however, in the LD prior to this one I’m about to describe, I was violent. I guess I got scared, and resorted to violence. This is what happened in the following lucid dream (DEILD):

I entered the dream in a highly lucid state. I was inside my log cabin. All the windows were boarded up, and it was dimly lit. I went to the front door to try and open it, but it was locked. There was no furniture, or anything, the cabin was completely empty. The cabin has a vaulted ceiling, with a 2nd storey balcony, that overlooks the living room. I slowly floated up into the vaulted ceiling area, so I could see if the 2nd storey was also boarded up, and it was. Lowering myself back down to the first floor, I thought to myself, “Am I on a LD ‘time out’ for misbehaving in my previous LD?” Is this some sort of punishment? I’ve always been able to fly right through walls, doors, ceilings, and objects, so I thought I’d be tricky and blast right through the ceiling at a high speed, and breakout of this prison. I prepared for the escape by looking uninterested for a few seconds. With great speed I shot upwards towards the ceiling, only to find that I came to an abrupt stop, buried in complete darkness, and unable to move. I wormed and squirmed, but I was immobilized. Feeling total frustration, I woke myself up.

This is a dream induced lucid dream - DILD. I was at an indoor swimming pool. There were about 30 people standing around the pool watching this man throwing rocks and boulders into the pool. It looked like he was building a stone bridge across the pool. I was really impressed that this guy could pick up fridge size boulders and throw them. I then realized this must be a dream. Bingo – Lucid! I walked over to the man and asked him how he could lift such big boulders. He said, “I’m not from Earth”. I wasn’t expecting that to come out of his mouth, then I stood back with the rest of the group, and continued to watch him build his bridge. After he finished with the bridge, he then hung a bunch of bungee cords from the indoor pool ceiling. Bungee cords were hanging everywhere, on about a 10 foot grid pattern. Next thing I knew, I was hanging from a bungee cord, sitting in some sort of saddle. How the heck did I get there! Everyone in the room was hanging from a bungee cord, and the ‘Not from Earth Man’ was standing on the bridge. Suddenly we all started to travel at high speeds around the room, being flung from bungee cord to bungee cord, like some sort of carnival ride. Round and round we went. Everything was a blur. I was really enjoying this ride! Then I woke up from all the excitement.

I incubated this dream, and used the WILD technique to get there, so I was lucid for the entire experience. I emerge into the dream standing in a Mexican style concrete cabana, at an azure blue ocean delta. The sand was white; the sky was blue, and no clouds. I could see the heat radiating off the sand, distorting the scenery in the distance. It was so hot, and the air was thick with the smell of salt. The cabana was right on the edge of one of the delta’s rivers. I immediately thought I should try some fishing. My rod and tackle magically appeared out of nowhere. This gear was heavy duty and perfect for catching a huge fish. I look for bait, but all I found was a beaver tail. It was sitting on the concrete floor, in the cabana, off to the side. I picked up the tail and baited the hook. I was going to cast the bait into the river beside the cabana, but decided not to, because the water was too shallow, and I couldn’t see any fish swimming. I decided to head out across the delta to look for a more suitable fishing spot. As I walked I could feel the sand grains against my feet. There was no vegetation anywhere. Just rivers and sand bars. After a short walk, I found the perfect spot, a deep river which faded from pale blue at the edge to dark blue in the middle. There must be fish here! I cast my rod downstream at a 45 degree angle from shore, and waited, for a huge fish to bite onto the beaver tail. Suddenly, there's a huge bite, and my rod bends right over! I pulled back on the rod hard. Then the line went loose. Was the fish gone? I then thought, this would really suck if an alligator had taken the beaver tail (being lucid I shouldn’t of thought about an alligator being there). Oh no, there’s a 12 foot alligator on the line and he’s swimming fully speed at me. He hit the shore running, and there was nowhere to go. Was I scared? Heck no, I was lucid! I ran right at the alligator, wrapped my arms around its thick scaly chest, and then picked him up. His long tail was lying bent across the beach. I then hugged him passionately. I’ve made a very conscious effort never to hurt anything in my lucid dreams. The alligator then turned into a beautiful woman. Her head was over my shoulder, so I have no idea who she was. I just held her close in my arms, and thought, maybe she’s someone I love. I few seconds later I woke up.

I had a false awakening followed by a DILD. In my false awakening, my wife was trying to wake me up. She was very happy about something, but I was too tired listen or understand. I looked at the clock and it said it was 6:30 Am, and my alarm wasn’t supposed to go off until 7:00 Am. I told her I need to sleep for another half hour. I rolled over and went back to sleep. Little did I know this was a false awakening. I fell back to sleep with the intention of trying to have a Lucid dream about my daughter. I found myself immediately in a dream, but I wasn’t Lucid yet. I was walking down a wooded path in my home town, feeling sad and blue about my daughter, who I miss so much. There was a 7 Eleven parking lot, coming up right beside the trail, in the clearing. I was only in my shorts, and I had a blanket from my bed. I figured I better wrap myself up in the blanket or I’ll get arrested for indecent exposure. I looked behind me really quick to see if there was anybody else around, because I was feeling a little exposed with my lack of clothes. Walking right behind me was my dream guide, or whatever you call him or her. He or she quickly disappeared and avoided me, as usual. I knew instantly I was dreaming. I’m Lucid! I looked at the ground and saw strange geometric object lying on the path. It reminded me of the Lucid dreams I use to have as a kid, and all the crazy stupid things I would do when I was Lucid. I then thought about my daughter again, and headed off down the path alongside the 7 Eleven parking lot, and I was tearing. Just then my daughter appeared in the parking lot, in all the beauty that she is, and then she walked up right beside me, put her arm around me, and pulled me in close. We walked together down the path past the 7 Eleven. I leaned over and kissed her on the head, and thanked her for coming for a visit. She started to clown around to lighten the mode, being the fantastic, humorous personality she is, and I quickly cheered up! It was so good to hear her voice and giggle again. The Lucid dream started to fade. I was getting too excited. I swirled frantically, but I woke up. I looked at my real alarm clock and the time was 6:20 Am. Thanks Sweetie!