Venryx

Date: January 23, 2013 ||| Time Block: 12:00 PM to 5:00 PM ||| Length: 15 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, BAT

Methods: lay in bed to take a nap; did some conceptualization techniques, but then gave up and just repeated the alphabet while keeping aware of the visual perception of my imagination until I fell asleep.

Account:

"What beautiful music…", and I realize I'm dreaming. I'm still lying in bed with my eyes closed, and the music seems vaguely familiar. As I listen for the next minute or so, I realize that it's the instrumental portion of a song I'd heard Chrissy play a few times before. What's neat is that even though I remembered the song, and I think even it's name, I could not consciously remember what notes were coming up. *Even so, my brain was somehow able to replay the whole thing, and with each step I could then recollect it consciously*. And it wasn't just fuzzy or ambiguous, every note was played with precision and clarity. By the time it had finished I remembered it all, though since then it's faded from my memory. (I didn't even remember this part happening until hours later, and by then I had forgotten what the notes were)

Another isolated memory is of knowing I was dreaming, and trying to turn a light on, but finding that it only shed a small amount of light. I have no idea what came before or after this, except that it was in the middle of other things.

My main chunk of memory begins with me waking up from a previous segment of lucid dreaming, with the suspicion that I'd find myself in a false awakening. My guess is that this was based on the last segment's shortness, and the knowledge that REM cycles usually last longer. But in any case, on awakening I knew there was a good chance I was still asleep. But I found myself to be extremely tired, enough that I barely even went through with performing reality checks. I was glad to find that I was still dreaming, but I had to do something to fix my sleepiness! I tried to think over my dream goals at this point. I thought of my idea from earlier, of moving around very slowly to see if that would keep me asleep longer. But actually, I found that kind of boring for the moment, so I changed my mind and decided on climbing out the window, and trying to move down the side of the building like spider-man. Still desperately tired, I tried to imagine/conceptualize myself standing up next to the window, and after a few seconds I managed to do so. Now standing by the window, I unlatched the two locks, and slid the window over to the left. Making sure to move very slowly, I pulled myself up onto the window sill, with my head near the top. In doing this my head pressed against the screen, and I felt a gust of warm wind from outside, and it felt like I was in Chicago or something in the summer. It actually felt very nice, and apparently it changed my dream, because on looking out the sun was near the horizon and I was up in a hotel room that was just above the top of another building, a few feet down.

Still holding onto the window sill, I lowered my body down slowly. My feet touched the outer edge of the other building, and I started to release my hands as I moved my left and right feet onto opposite walls, preparing to go down by maintaining pressure on both sides. I did this rather easily, and I reached the ground in about half a minute. At the bottom was a grassy area just next to the road in our development. My vision was bit hazy, so I stared at my hands and corrected the clarity. I walked out slowly onto the pavement, and was thinking over what to do next. It was warm out, and some of the other neighbors were playing outside. I saw some people around my age a few houses down, a teenage brother and sister. I walked over to them and started talking to them, but apparently I scared them away because they went inside. All that was left was little brown toad, that hopped away onto their driveway. I suppose next time I need to introduce myself.

Anyway, my vision was becoming hazy again, so I tried to stare down at my hands. Unfortunately, they wouldn't appear, even though I could totally feel them. Worried I would wake up, I scanned the ground and tried to concentrate on the cracks in the cement. This actually worked, and my vision returned to normal. But unfortunately I found myself with only one eye open, so I still felt a little disoriented. Knowing that messing with my eyes would likely wake me up, I took the risk and opened up my right eye anyway. For about a second, I could see the dream world very clearly with both eyes. But then I started to wake up, and something unheard of happened. The in-dream movement of my right eye had apparently done something, and my in-dream vision was fading, *but only at first for my right eye*. That's correct, for a split second I could see both the driveway of the in-dream house with my left eye, and my blanket and bedroom with my right eye, simultaneously, overlapping within my visual perception. "Incredible!" I had no idea this was possible, and in that moment I was utterly in awe, because I'd actually done it—I had brought together two worlds! For the first time in my life I had direct observation of them simultaneously, and I can finally say by direct comparison that the vision in a dream can be as clear as reality. There was absolutely no difference; other than that in this case, it was even a bit clearer. (I suppose because my right eye was only open partially)

The thought might arise that perhaps I had not truly awoken. But I know that I did because I didn't go back to sleep—I woke up, and went to the bathroom, and got a drink of water, and did multiple reality checks. Only after all this did I begin my next attempt. And now I'm kicking myself—I wish I had written it down right then!

But, *YES!* I can prove I was awake! I had brushed my teeth when I went to the bathroom, *and I just checked and it is still wet*. Ah… that's good; that would have bugged me forever otherwise…