lucid

Dreaming of attempting to WILD. Dream created HI very brief. Enter dream in a tent. Try to get out form under it and come into another tent. eventually get out and I'm under my room outside. Fly up to check the card but can't get through window.

I'm in my roommates room, reading the label of a bottle. The text is bizarre and shifting. semi-lucid. My best friend walks in with a pisspoor blunt. No one could make it that bad if they tried. "Dude, your not gonna be able to smoke that." He lights it up anyway and most of the cigar wrap burns off. "That is such a bad roll, this must be a dream." I slap him really hard across the face , he just looks at me and laughs. Ya it's a dream. Rachel walks in and smiles at me, I smile back.

I go into my room to check a card I have laid out as a remote viewing test. It should be sitting on a table with the TV, but when I look, the table is empty except the television. I reach out and grab where the card should be, and I pick one up. When I turn it over, the front is the same as the back, no writing. I turn it over again, and another card shifts out from under the first, like 2 were stuck together. They are:

Three of Clubs
Two of Hearts

I force myself to wake, and go to check the card. But it's not there. My roommate had cleaned and moved the card off the table. So I went back and lay in bed for a while, remembering the dream.

Got up and looked around the room, I see a card laying on my dresser. It is the Two of Clubs. It's one of the cards value, but the other cards suit. Still, I could pass this up to chance and decided to try again for better results.

Then I woke for real. ^ was a false awakening. I had fallen asleep again when I was remembering the dream. I was really awake before, and my roommate did clean the table. I found the card on my dresser with other things and checked it: Three of Hearts....

Thinking how reality feels like a dream. hand RC lucid. DILD stability wears off quickly. fumble with stability techniques for a while. foggy

many dreams after. such bad recall
On a boat with my brother. water spouts are blowing us around

In my basement fighting Jamie Bell. We are rehearsing for a fight that we want to do in our dreams. He does a low spin kick and trips me, but I notice that I didn't feel much pain. Without reserve I throw a strong right hook and he goes down. I cross his arms behind his back and pin him. He laughs at my shoddy pin and stands up effortlessly. This feels off, I try to do a hand RC, but he has broken free and is grappling me. "Wait." I push him back and slowly observe my hand. lucid. I'm off to find Chichen Itza (lousy recall, don't remember the chronology)

Lucid in the black, watching small images form and hearing music. I materialize outside in a park. It's dark out and I see a police officer walking near. After stabilizing, I go towards a street light, to illuminate the dream. I try to climb the pole but fail, so I bend in and sit on it, trying to use it as a catapult to get to the temple.

Cant remember how I got from there to the pyramid

I see Chichen Itza in the distance and come upon it quickly. I am with two others who I feel are dreamers, but I am only semi-lucid, and don't engage them directly. A battle is about to take place at the temple, and I am caught up in the moment of it. When we arrive at the top of the temple, we are joined by many painted warriors. I see myself in third person. I am in a pre battle rage. My body is covered in red and blue war paint, muscles flexing as I roar a battle cry. I am almost taken aback as I see my eyes, which are chilling and blood thirsty. Then I spot on my back a bow and quiver of arrows, and excitement takes over. The enemy is approaching, another tribe, which is more animal like and demonic than us. I nock an arrow and take aim at a chief like warrior, who has an elaborate garb. I fire and make a direct hit, but he is unaffected. A talisman around his neck is made of bone and magically repelled the arrow. The battle continues, but I've lost details from memory. recall picks up when we are back at camp.

One of my two companions is mourning the loss of a woman. I approach him and tell him we must go back to the temple. Lucidity is very minimal here. There is an increased awarness. I know I can do magic, but not fully aware of dream. He doesn't understand why we must go. I want to see a certain warrior at the temple. "Our fates are entwined." I tell him. We walk through a forest, into a field. There is a village in the distance, and the architecture is similar to Chichen Itza, but I can't spot the pyramid. "Where is the temple?" I ask them, but no response. I take off from the ground, hoping to get a better aerial view. I fly above the village, and quickly leave the earth and enter space. Vision fades to white and I wake

On a laptop, hand RC 6 lucid. In aunts house. (this is a reoccurring setting for lucids, which I never understood the significance of. The only person I've contacted once in my dreams from the other side is my grandpa. My aunt inherited his house) Get up and notice the dream is very stable and vivid, so I skip stabilizing. Stability techniques haven't been working lately, so trying to just interact normally with the dream. Go upstairs, thinking about how to get to Chichen Itza and the stability loosens. Try turning on the lights, going toward lighter areas. I meditatively fight with the dream for a few minutes, but never settle. Wake

Moving the dream body in SP. The movement anchored into a dream of my room. Stabilized by touching and smelling various things. Went to go check the card in the other room, but not locked in the dream yet and fall to black. HI forms several times, always sped up by moving/ rolling out of my waking body. Struggle with balancing awareness and relaxation for a while. Get woken up

A hand RC and lucid. In a room, standing on flowing cloud like goo. Stabilize. Walk out of the room, trying to expect Chicen Itza. There is a long corridor of stairs surrounded by walls of goo. Walk up the stairs and turn the corner. There are many geysers of goo blocking my vision. They subside and reveal a scene that resembles the pyramid. It is a pyramid with stairs, but not Chicen Itza. There are many people here, like a village, and consider asking around for dreamers, but its not the right location. There is a woman at the top of the stairs with a baby. It feels like a ritual is going on with the child. The mood is spooky, like a sacrifice. When I climb the stairs, the woman and child have been replaced by a body, laying inside a funeral pyre. Decide to keep looking for Chicen Itza. May have waked or lost lucidity. Had several non-lucids after this before writing it down, so the recall is not completely fresh.

Breath meditation while lying down. Enter SP and feel consciousness shift. Full scene forms directly from black, no HI. (This happens often during meditation but the scene always fades the moment I notice it) I'm sitting on the bed which my waking body is in. It is a full dream scene, but incredibly unstable. Any thought or non meditative action ends the vision, which happened once, but the scene returned. Instead of looking 'past' the scene, observe the details of the scene without force. Body and vision is drifting, carefully redirect attention to where ever my eyes move to. Eventually it settles on a spot and I'm filled with an incredible trans personal feeling. Sucked through the spot into a dark black space filled with connected dots of light. A beautiful female voice is singing. "Don't worry. everything will be okay" A very peaceful experience

I'm with a group of bad govt types. I get busted and shot in the chest trying to escape. Friend drives up and wants to take me to hospital. Have to go back and get my wallet. it has my ID and address. 'They will hurt my parents'. Should not have gotten involved. Sneaking back in. Dogs find me. Get by, find my wallet but ID not in it. Go out front but friend not there. In car with jamacan / island circus gang. Dreads and lots of hacky sacks. James and I are prisoners. They threaten us with razor blades. James pulls out his blade. 'You want to take it there?' No it's okay, well do what they say. Look at the guy and he doesnt like it. mood lightens in the car and we go to a party. A monk in japanese gold & black shinto robes is there with his apprentice. He mentions for me to sit next to him. 'Do you know whats going on?' I observe. I'm dreaming. People in the party congradulate me for becoming lucid. Very stable lucid, and notice how this whole dream had been continuous. Lots of interesting people in the house. Less intense, and felt that I could enjoy myself and socialize with the DC's. When I asked one if he exsisted, he said 'ya' matter of factly. In a room with a guy who I thought was James. told him that he was dreaming. He was actually alseep in bed and everything was a dream. He didnt believe me. showed him my hand and told him to count my fingers. They were warping and moving as usual. He counted quickly. '12345' I say, no look. (warping hand) Its changing. He sees and understands. 'We can do anything'. He starts flipping around the room, doing acrobats. Notice I havnt done magic yet. Do a back flip. Sit down and try to make a lightning bolt. Do it the way I normally try, by forcing muscle and mental strength. Trying to visualize. See visions of characters making lighting. 'look at this new trick I learned' referring to letting go. I start to black my mind and realize the illusion. manifest some sparks, but nothing comparable to a WL feeling. dream fade, rematerialize outside. See Dawson and show him where I got shot in the chest earlier. Long lucid (bad recall) Later telling Rach how DC's act the way she does when I say it's a dream. They have same facial expressions. DC's rarely make me lucid. They argue against it, making difficult in WL. No one is going to tell/ show me. Have to believe and remove own doubt. A difficult self created truth. 2 other dreams where I tell Rach about the dreams where Im telling her how WL feels like a dream. irony.

Hand RC, lucid. Not stable, so meditate. 'Don't know' meditation. Begin to float and spin, flying through many scenes, but remain focused on 'don’t know'. Fades, reenter into a stable scene. 'Ego fulfilling, I’m going to play with magic now.' DC enters. Completely break down in front of him. All of it, just not getting it. So conflicted all the time. Nonsocial Lucid Living. No reservation of not being understood in WL. Scene change. Long coherent, vivid, plausible non lucid. Feels off Get mad at becoming lucid. Felt like WL and showed how lucidity is possible by believing. Woman DC talks about Gia, love, people. Very 'life' directed. Balance of dream and purpose. Argued: look I can become lucid, justifying psychedelics. Felt like I don't control becoming lucid, it just happens. Feel like I’m being judged, total confusion

On a couch next to Rachel. There is a TV on like TC's house. Rach is talking about Justin. Things feel off and I become lucid. I continue talking to her to stabilize. As Im talking, it fades. Breif awakening and HI begins to form. Feeling of being tested in front of a council of Light beings. Felt I could pass by being brave and rational. Knowing that it is only HI. Felt that I had passed, but the feeling of the test being real accelerated the HI. Began floating and thought 'hey'. Shound 'hey' echoes in different tones. Free Falling song begins to play. Doesn't sound like the song until the chorus. Float by a large transparent cube. there is writing on it. The writing is very sharp and clear. Dream begins to form. Its dark, in a park like place. Sidewalk, street lights and grass. I want to jump in and start walking, but I relax and fall into the dream. Literally let gravity take me until I had to catch myself. Was pretty pround of this entry and walked around confidently. no fear. Opened eyes, maybe waking eyes. Pressed my eyes shut, but I could still see. Struggeld with stability for a while but woke. RC fail. reality.

Talking to a girl with bright orange eyes. "I could stare at your eyes forever.' 'You know it's a dream.' she says. 'If this is a dream, then I could fly.' I argue. Later, I'm in a high ceiling room. Feels like a cafeteria. Random hand RC. 6 Lucid. The Random RC shocked me. Didnt actually think I was dreaming. The surprise just made me laugh. I looked at someone and just laughed hysterically until the dream faded.