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just a quicky-managed to breaka vivid nightmare where my house had been taken over by a gang who were using it as a base. just before i tried to go for help, i thought hmmm what if even this could be another dream? i didnt believe it was at all though as i was sat in front of the computer as real as i am now. the lucid moment didnt lead to a lucid dream this time though, just woke me up which was a good enough relief anyway.

i also got very close to some good wilds. funny thing was i didnt care about staying still at all. just rolling around and breathing deeply getting closer and closer to sleep while just observing what was going on quite passively

awesome series of lucids/semis last night. i think the lucids may only have started on a slight awakening. i was flying when i woke, so all i tried to do was to forget about my real body and put all my focus into aggressively swimming through the air with my dream body. this worked brilliantly and i was back flying. the most memorable parts were being in school and preparing for a dance-off. somehow winning respect off lots of younger students. dont remember dancing though... then i was going on a night out/festival with mel and ryan, very old friends from school. after that i thought i had woken up in the dream. mel was on telly and i was saying how it was odd that i had dreamt about her and here she was on telly........ anyway i think she was getting famous for singing or something although on the tv she was being played by this older wag type lady.... i went to the computer to see if it was actually her. this was a very odd and long little false awakening so i must do more to remember to check where i am when waking and especially when recounting a dream as i often seem to do this in non lucid falsies... hmm alot more been forgotten.. may add more...

had first stable dild for a while. went straight to practising how to get to the lucid crossroads. tried just going through doors and hoping that the other side was where i expected. first just tried a door, no luck. then tried a fancy door and it almost worked but the picture on the other side became solid. then i tried to draw a door on a wall and try to use that. just found a bit of chalk and scratched a door onto a wall, still no luck. i even tried explaining to everyone what i was doing in case they could help, but no luck. then i tried to teleport by going through a mirror. it worked better than all the doors, and almost got me though to my destination but it was a bit shaky and hard to fully manifest it. all in all good focussed practice though, and next time ill nail the mirror technique hopefully

wbtb-indirect techniques

i was having a little party at my house and then a load of gatecrashers turned up. i was in the porch struggling to keep them out. something to do with my cousin being friends with my uni mates made me catch on and become lucid. once i was lucid i just decided to open the door and face the attack. they just kind of went through me and faded away. i could feel it wouldnt last that long as it was a bit noisy in my house. there was a classic ibiza house style tune playing so i just danced for a bit to celebrate my return to lucidity and getting over a vivid nightmare scenario.

later on i wasnt lucid but still managed to explain to a group of mates in a pub, the whole debt scam and how to avoid payments. then we were all in libya (watching too much news) and escorted around the place in an armoured vehicle. somehow we were standing in for gaddafi or something. i remember thinking that this was a plan to get rid of me, so should use this fear as a dreamsign.

there were plants and vegetables growing on the side of the road. i didnt stand up for gaddafi but still explained that compared to our leaders who destroy all sorts of countries around the world, he probably wasnt even as bad. there was anamazing carrier green eagle type thing which transfixed me as my mates ran for cover

just a quicky to remind me of this fuckin randon play i was in last night. it was a cross between a kind of peter pan thing and a greek shakespeare style effort. i had no knowedge of any lines but had a main part and just made up complete bollocks as i went along. it wasnt like an uncomfortable one where you have an anxiety dream because of being unprepared. i just wondered why all these people actually trusted me to be doing it...? at one point i even got to stop for a spliff with the leading lady (MJ) and whoever was watching didnt care a a bit..

oh yeah and i was so far from getting lucid, yet kept doing nose plug rc which made people think i was wiping my nose all the time. i even explained that it was an rc and i wasnt just being disgusting, but i was so out of it, and into the normal dream that i had no chance/desire of catching on

i also did indirect techs in the morning, and found myself getting into a dream, yet carrying on with the techniques after i was in it.... very odd

i managed a dild from an ultra realistic dream for a change. was back at school and in a class about peoples physical issues like manboobs etc... i realised that the class was bollocks, which first led to a minor strop from me and almost walked out, then i realised that it was a dream. i explained this to the rest of the class who all dismissed it until i proved it by floating. i said to them that they were all free to sit there and waste the dream sitting in school, but i wasnt going to waste it but was going to go outside for a fly, and anyone who wanted to join me was very welcome. one of the lads seemed scared so i just said well dont you ever fly in dreams, and he said yes but not when he knew it was a dream. eventually one of the girls said can she come along. i took her out of the window without having stabilised the dream. as we got outside it started to fade and i pretty much woke up.

fortunately i remembered how to get back to it easily and was back in exactly the same situation. now however more of the class had joined us and all wanted to learn how to fly. this meant that the pressure was really on, but fortunately i could still do it. we all joined hands and i floated a little to show them how it was done. some responded well but others didnt manage it so i took them seperately and encouraged them to just jump up and down on the spot and concentrate on a feeling of floating, and just that if they know they can do it, then they will. i showed them how to just tuck there legs up and they started to get it.

back in the classroom i needed something to confirm the dream so i looked at the teacher and her eyes turned into cartoon type eyes. ive never had anything cartoon like in a normal dream so this was a nice surprise. she introduced herself as willow w something and i shook her hand which cemented the dream and my lucidity. i remember looking at everyone and noticing that i could see a pale white aura around everyone, with a white patch above some peoples heads. also there was an authoratative type guy there who was very interested in what was going on. he introduced himself as eric pickles. i knew the name but could not place it. i found out today that eric is a uk mp, and i was reading some posts by a guy named pickle yesterday so that is probably where that came from.

meanwhile the girl who had wanted to fly was fading out of the picture but straining to stay in the dream. i put my hands on her back and tried to bring her back. i encouraged her to rub her face and her body and this seemed to make her look solid again and fully back into the dream. some of the girls were worried for her, but i assured them it was ok. whe she was back, she went outside and started flying around like crazy which was awesome to see. i joined her and flew about nature for a bit, feeding birds and stuff.

i think thats all the key points but the order is probably a bit out as i had a gap between dreaming and write up. must remember to stabilise before changing environments.. the only thing that makes me wonder if it actually could have been a partially shared dream is that when teaching people, it made it so much harder to stay in the dream, and really felt like i was lending them energy. still experimenting and awaiting any kind of confirmation that dreams have any relevance to reality though... i left an image on the whiteboard and told them to use it if any of them remembered anything

the last part i remember of the unconscious dream i was having was being texted by these 2 girls. i tried for ages in vain to text back, but each time i looked backa t the phone, what i had written had changed. ive never become lucid like this yet, and this was the most frustrating dream because i tried repeatedly to type yet failed miserably. it sems to be pretty hard to dild for me these days but it doesnt matter because mild, deild, and wbtb are working like a charm every time.

i woke up and tried to stay awake. i contemplated the do not move policy, but this is hard to maintain for me and often i still just fall straight back asleep. i need to wake myself up slightly to have any chance of staying conscious, so i went to the toilet. back in bed and i start to try to go through a few techniques to keep myself awake while the body goes back to sleep. phantom wiggling is the best one for me right now, and i think i got closer than ever to a full on obe. however i quickly found myself straight back into the dream with a bang.

i was in london with my neighbour and a few friends. i think they thought we were on some kind of job, and we did a bit of sightseeing on a bus, passing some amazing parks and fairgrounds etc. i met upwith lexy, grumble and helen later and this is where the most lucid and stable part of the dream began. i kept it stable with touch, and also finally managed to keep repeating to myself and others that we were in an amazing dream. lexy had just got out of the shower and told me to follow her...

i managed to keep focus however, which is probably the hardest dream task ive managed yet. people were smoking weed, probably because i have not had any for a while. i decided to try it to see how it was. i remember trying it then just saying to everyone around me how good dream weed is. i used it as a prop and told myslef that with every toke, the dream would be made more stable which worked like a charm. i was still wary of dropping ash though which is odd.

eventually i had so much focus that thoughts turned to the magic of the placebo effect. i waqnted to use a prop so went up to a shop. this tested me as the shop was closed. this normally would break my concentration but i was so in the zone that i just walked straight in past security. the shop owner just said 'oh as its you i suppose its fine'. they even let me steal the pipe/flute that i wanted for my test! i picked it up and tried to play a tune on it with the goal of using it as a healing placebo effect for my physical ailments. didnt manage much of a tune but it didnt bother me. i even managed to explain to all the others around mewhat i was trying to do with absolutely no kind of embarrassment. if someone told me i would be doing this a few months ago i would have laughed

11/02/11

11/02/11

i went to a series of lessons, mostly on US obesity in a classroom at the top of a scyscraper in london. heights are a big dreamsign for me so i slowly caught on and started to do my usual disruption of the class while explaining that its only a dream to people. no one else seemed to catch on, but on the way out i explained to friends that i was now going to float around all the time just so people could no longer deny it was a dream often in lucids i fade out of lucidity easily, but floating was a great way of having a constant reminder that it was a dream. i exited the building and one mate agreed it was a dream which is rare and he was floating a bit too.

i came to a dead end school quad like building and my mate russ came out of the door looking really pleased to see me. i spoke to him clear as day and said "so is this just a normal dream, or are you astrally projecting or something". he is about the only mate i have that openly knows about this stuff and just said something like "well its more of a kind of dream within a dream kind of thing". i really need to listen to other people better... anyway he left and i floated up the building and noticed that inside the school each class wa being led by a foxman/man in a fox suit.

there were balconies all over the building like my old uni halls. i floated up them and started chatting to 2 girls and a boy i thought i recognised but cant place. i said something like "when someone floats past you thats usually a good sign that you are dreaming". the boy questioned me, something like "well if this is a dream what day is it"? i found it quite hard to access my real memory so said "hmm ive lost track, its about thursday i think". we thought about it and came to the conclusion that it was now friday wihch seemed right. i explained to them that since i had become lucid i was just trying to interact with people in that state and see how they reacted when i told them it is a dream. one girl said "dont do that its scary" and i said "what is scary about sitting up on a balcony drinking with a couple of mates in a dream?" she kind of agreed that it wasnt realy scary but still looked a little apprehensive

did a wbtb and walked around for a few minutes. tiny smoke then back to bed. found myself lucid on top of a massive cliff/diving platform, so realised that i could just fearlessly throw myself off it and go and buzz my mates down below. only other bit i remember was looking at my surroundings in my front room and having them move as if i was tripping.

many long drawn out near lucids this week, but only a few moments of true wow lucidity

missed 3 great chances to get lucid last night. one i was playing football and unable to do a dragback as i always seem to be in dreams. one i was running and started floating but naively dismissed it as finally happening in real life

finally i had alot of things getting worryingly damaged like my bike and cooker in the house. worry should be a good dreamsign to try to use.

D- must try harder

had an amazing series of lucids last night. it started back at my old school. i was generally causing mischief and when i realised i wasnt being punished i knew it was a dream. it was good fun so rather than fly or anything i just thought id have a laugh by messing around. i was back in my old form room and just singing songs. mostly about how crap the school was and how education is a load of shit designed to train people into being good obedient little slaves. i even did the old thing we used to do where you make a really long tone without moving your mouth so no one knows who is doing it. its great to be childish sometimes. anyway theis went a bit more dreamy and the characters changed a little.biggy smalls was sat in the corner and i think for some reason this sparked the next part.

in order to pacify me from being such a disruption, the teacher came across and gave me a joint. around this point something really amazing happened. i became fully aware of my body lying in bed. normally this would destabalise, yet the dream was as solid as ever. the teacher kind of morphed into this black guy with an afro and i started ruffling his hair, messing around and telling him it was a dream as a reminder to me. it felt amazing and he laughed as it stabilised the dream. i knew that i was lying in bed, yet still locked into this real dream. if i opened my eyes i would be back awake instantly i felt, but i thought i would be able to go back this time. i opened them and awoke completely, but then concentrated on getting back. i wouldnt class it as a proper wild because there was stilla gap in consciousness. i still had the spliff id been given so started to smoke that. this was the weirdest thing ever because i was 100% awake and aware of my body in bed, yet smoking a spliff in a dream that felt 100% real, taste smell, smoke everything...

after that i drifted back awake briefly, then decided to go back to another dream. i was still with schoolmates, but this time i was driving a rally car. it was a dream where it switches between 1st and 3rd person view, unfortunately normally as the car started to go round big corners. as soon as i hit the corners it would switch to me sat there with a computer controller trying to swing it round but without any kind of good view of the car. i got out of the car and started kicking a football around. someone kicked it away so i went to get it and thumped it back hard. it smacked someone on the ass and knocked them over so i apologised. we walked towards this building and it all felt like a school pe lesson. we got into our swimming stuff and dived into the pool. for some reason we had too much kit on our upper bodies, so i couldnt breaststroke properly, which put me off.

later i realised i was back at my old work again (tes). this was a pretty good lucid reminder but i must concentrate on it because its the worst feeling ever to waste such a vivd dream there. i met an old unrelated friend and we chatted about what we are up to over christmas. probably because he supports the same team and is from the same town as the team i watched last night. cant remember much more for now

had an amazing series of dreams last night. first one i was walking around this huge campu type building at night, completely naked but withouth a care in the world. next one i remember flying to scotland and the scenery was just stunning. lakes with hundreds of islands dotted over them. all the most amazing green colour with spots of red orange and yellow lighting up the scenery. i thought i had woken up later and was recounting the beauty of the past dream to people, yet it was so amazing i was just overwhelmed and was unable to explain it due to the tears of uncontrollable joy. hopefully ill remember more because i think it ws essentially all linked together somehow..... no lucid which was odd, yet when they are like that it doesnt really matter

ok so i had an old bus that i had aquired somehow and parked it down the lakes. it was a camoer style conversion. also had a quad in it. it was a windy day and i was using a massive plastic bag as a kite. the wind was so strong i was flying with the kite although i wasnt lucid so kept bumping back down to earth without pain though. later on i went over to someones house and there were loads of odd people there. i came home for a shower and then went out and woke up

me and my brother were going to take over this guys pet shop who was retiring. its a real shop yet in the dream was bigger and packed with all sorts of weird things (sharks, parrots major dream signs). i was walking around town and didnt care i was in a dressing gown and bare feet. i became lucid because of this. i went home by running at an incredible speed then jumping and running through the air along parkway road. i lost a bit of lucidity when my brother failed to make a tight turn on his bike and crashed into some railings. i got home and found jane hall in the shower

well i was just messing around outside in the garden and for want of a better expression me and my family were being dicks. this partly made me realise that all wasnt quite right here, and when i looked at my surroundings closer i became lucid. this was one of those completely lucid indistinguishable from real life ones, where all your senses are as they would be in reality. i looked around and said wow weve done something amazing here guys. of course no one knew what i was going on about.

as it was so vivid i thought well perhaps these people may be more than just dream characters, anyway it felt like it was worth checking. my immediate thought was to pick somebody who may be the likeliest one to remember such things. i chose an old family friend, probably because i have tried and failed with members of my family before. i staballised the dream by rubbing my hands on a small wall in front of me. the woman was over the other side of the wall and i very calmly looked into her eyes and said something listen what we are in is a 100% lucid dream. now even if nothing comes from this shared dreaming wise, it was stilll a very useful learning experience for me, as i got to see from the other side some of the things that may have scared me in dreams before and how silly it is to fear it.

she looked back at me in amazement at first as i held her hand. then she backed away slightly and said why me? i said something like its not just you its all of us, and tried to calm her fears. as iwas doing this everyone started crowding round and i could see this was worrying her. this has also been one thing that has really put me off having deep dreaming experiences because its scary to have everyone crowd round like that and be the centre of their attention. even though theyre motives seemed harmless i urged them not to crowd so much and this calmed her and she started to slip into the experience. she just had this big relaxed smile on her face and she slowly lay down on her back and seemed to be in a heightened state of physical pleasure. she just kind of dropped off to sleep while gently rocking and smiling as if it was some kind of psychadelic experience for her. this is where it kind of faded for me and i just left her to enjoy the dream.

who knows eh if it was part of a shared dream and she gets in touch then great, but either way i learnt alot and will be far less fearful the next time someone tries to teach me out of my comfort zone in a dream