Xanous' Dream Journal

#342 - WILD - 5:52AM

After another long SP session, I finally mange to break free. I notice a lot of moon light coming from the window and I take a look outside. A full moon has really got the area lit up so I go ahead and phase out the window. I get a little stuck at the waist and feel my body stretch and morph to get through the tight space in small panes of glass. When I get loose, I fall to to the ground in a heap. I get up and I start walking down a dirt road of white chat. The moonlight makes the road seem to glow. As I begin running, I hear the crunch of rock under my shoes. I clap once to make sure I'm stable and the sound echoes into the night causing a dog to start barking. Ignore this and continue running giving a few more claps.

I come to a house in my neighborhood and a young woman gets out of a car. She leaves the door open and engine running. I take the opportunity to hop in and go for a joy ride. Feeling guilty, I pause and turn to the woman. She's standing next to a garage or outbuilding. I ask if it's ok to take the car and she smiles and nods. I study her face wondering why she looks so familiar but I can't place it.

The car is a sporty coupe with a manual transmission. It's super fast and drives like a dream. I am amazed at how realistic the shifting is as I go through the motions. I decide to skip from 3rd to 5th gear and the engine revs loudly, but the car responds with really amazing acceleration. I pass a few slow moving cars and take curves with ease. A random song is playing on the radio, but when I try to really listen to what it is, it changes to some commercial. I can't make sense of the words so I ignore it. The road stays visually in clear under the light from the headlamps, but the rest of the dream environment turns a deep black. I start wishing for the sun to come up and soon it begins to look like early morning as the sky lightens a bit. I wonder where I am going and what goal I had in mind, but I can't think. Suddenly, movement from my wife wakes me up.

#341 - WILD - 5:20AM

I have a decent WBTB and difficulty getting back to sleep. Perfect for WILD. I really wasn't that into this dream but I gave it my best shot.

Originally Posted by ~ Dreamer ~

I DARE:

Xanous: Take your relationship with the ground to the next level. You can dare a bonus person if you take this to completion!

http://www.dreamviews.com/lucid-chal...ml#post2114901

I have a super long transition with vibration spinning and all that boring stuff I always go on about... Fast forward

Once I feel that I am in the dream enough, I decide to get down to business. I never know how much time I get and I really just want to get this over with. I get out of bed and dash for the front door. I have a little trouble opening it since it's locked. I decide that it's not really locked at all, and the door opens. The night air feels nice and cool on my skin as I take a dive off the front porch, landing face first on the sidewalk and grass. I hear ambient sounds coming from the night. A dog barks. Someone is lighting firecrackers in the distance. Pop. Pop. Pop. A car passes by. I am always amazed by the little details but there's no time for that.

I start grouping the ground and licking and kissing the edge of the sidewalk. I moan, "Oh yeah baby. Give it to me." The ground under my hands swell into a strange resemblance of breasts. I feel my physical hands twitch and have to concentrate to shift my focus back to the dream. I am honestly not aroused at all but want to complete this to the end so I start making humping motions. The ground responses by making the appropriate shape. Still, I'm not that into it but I am finding all of this amusing. Suddenly, it feels like I am moving too much in the bed and I worry what my wife will think.

This thought begins to wake me up so I go for more dream sensation. I bite a chunk of the sidewalk off and start to chew. It's like eating chalk but I munch away paying attention to the details. It's not use though, I eventually wake up smacking my lips.

#340 - DEILD - 8:38AM

I enjoyed sleeping in this morning and it seems that's all I was needing. I definitely remember becoming lucid prior to this dream but I just can't remember what all I was doing. I think I must have lost lucidity because I only remember the last part. The dream control in the LD I recall was unusually difficult.

Like I said I don't recall what happened before but I feel really tired. I am in some hodgepodge of past houses with some blue couch in it. I think that if I can take a nap might be able to get lucid again. After I lay down theres come dialog with my wife and the cat bothers me. I roll over to my stomach in some crazy position. This strikes me as odd and I become lucid but it wakes me almost immediately.

I try for DEILD but end up in a FA. I am standing halfway to the bedroom door and I realize this is a dream. I do several nose plugs to be sure and the dream crashes.

I am more alert now and I try a little harder to DEILD. Having just had a FA, I decide to visualize getting out of bed. I feel my dream body struggle then break free. I can't see well the first few second but the dream materializes quickly.

My son is in the living room watching TV by himself. I put both hands on his checks and say, "Hey, buddy!" He immediately starts crying. I feel bad that maybe I really astral projected and my ghost self is scaring the shit out of him in waking life. I decide the best thing to do is to leave. I look up and see the front door is open. Through the glass storm door I see a fully lit bright sunny day. My son is now clinging to me crying. I really don't want any part of this so I decide that the best way to get him off me is to phase out the glass.

That is not what the dream wants! Suddenly, I can't move. My son has my leg and I can't walk. It's annoying but I think that if I can just make it to the door I'll be free. Then, the thought occurs to me how ridiculous it is for a 2 year old to be so strong. This releases me and I freely open the door and exit; the need to phase has left me.

There are several cars parked at the curb and in the middle of the street like there was heavy traffic and everyone suddenly walked away from their vehicles. There is a truck in a yard across the street that seems to be changing colors rapidly. I ignore it for now. I think hard for a goal but all I can recall is that I just had a lucid before this. I start to think to remember but its taking too much effort plus I'm not sure I can trust recalling a dream while in a dream. It's an odd concept. OK goals All I can think of now is Sensei's competition. I don't remember anything about the point system so I just try all the dream control I can think of.

First I try my ice magic. I see faint ghostly blue orbs leaving my hands but they fizzle our rather quickly. I look at my hands to see if they are red like last time but they look vividly normal. Next, I try some TK but none of the cars will move. What heck!? TK is always easy!
Lastly, I resort to super strength. I walk up to the nearest car. It's an average looking sedan. Dark blue. It looks like that feminist girl's car from the discgolf course in waking life. I shout, "HULK SMASH!" as I leap up and land a fist on the hood. I impact sends my fist nearly to the floor leaving very little left of the engine compartment. This is fun! I go a step farther and do a hard leap on the roof of the car. The cab is completely compacted to nothing. Now, I leap from car to car smashing everyone. I feel like some sort of monster truck running over the cars.

Once that is done, I remember the truck. I summon it to a new spot with expectation. It's red for now but I want to see if I can change the color at will. I point and the rapid color rotation begins again. Red, white, then blue with some occasional yellow or orange. I can't keep track of it and it's slightly mesmerizing. I am almost in a daze but suddenly I feel the need to spit like I have an excess of saliva. without really thinking about it not being a dream, I spew it out on the asphalt. The liquid drains way in all directions creating the chaos symbol. I look away blowing it off as dream randomness but I pause when I realize how odd this is. why did I need to spit? Why did it drain away like that? Again I feel the need to spit, but this time I examine it less absentmindedly. I watch the liquid hit the road but it only pools normally this time. I smash my mouth it now feels really dry. I assume this is something happening to my waking body. I must be drooling! I laugh a little and the thought but try not to think about that right now. Time to move on.

I look around wandering what to do. Still thinking of the competition, I decide to gains some flying points. I push of the ground and rise just above the houses. To my right there is a tall red brick building like the ones downtown. I hover over to it and decide to play Spiderman. This time though, my fingers feel like they are touching wet marble. I resort to an Assassin's Creed type of climbing. It's taking longer and I think about shifting gravity just to get past this but I'm actually having fun trying to find ledges and support beams to grasp on to. I have a random thought about my previous dream where I was lucid. I sure was hard on Hellboy and Freedom Guy... What? What was my dream? I think about recalling it but I am afraid it will wake me. Save it for later. I continue climbing up using ledges and odd structures on the side of the building. How tall is this thing? It seems the building just goes on forever as I begin to wake up.

#339 - DILD - 6:53AM

This was another one of those LDs where I somehow believe a false reality. I guess lucidity was low here.

I am playing a side scrolling video game where I am playing as The Roadrunner in a sonic game. Then, it morphs into Mario. Grey stone blocks fall down and I have to hit them to get a bunch of strange power ups. I get several 1UPs and "health" until one turns him into a fish and another turns him into a majestic Owl on a floating throne surrounded my magical light.

I have a false awakening and find out that my younger daughter had the same dream with just a few variations. This my not be a shared dream but this is something I want to document. I begin writing her dream and mine on some xeroxed flyer with a black sharpie. The writing looks rough but at least I got it down. I take the paper to put it up someplace leaving the kids behind.

I come to hallway in the apartment. I think of this as my parents place. I haven't seen this part of the apartment before. I thought I saw my dad in go in here and now I wish to speak to him. I wonder down to the end and enter a small room with a dining table in it. The walls are painted a dark brown and the small light bulb in the center of the ceiling isn't doing much for it. I call out for my dad but he's not here. It seem really quite and secluded in this room save for the window unit. I think that I should try doing the podcast in here rather than the basement. It's becoming increasing difficult to see and I decide we should repaint.

I step into the hallway again thinking how dream like that room was. This triggers lucidity. I have a moment of slight instability but it clears up.Curious, I step back in there and find the walls are now white. The room is bright and I can see well. My dad is there. Thinking that this place really exists, I say, "See dad. This is what a couple coats of paint could do for the place, especially if you plan to sell it. Wait can that happen? Yeah sure. Why not?
My mom appears, "Why stop there?"
I reply, "Yeah. Why not. I could repaint the hallway too. It's just that dark brown is so bad that is just suck your soul." I wonder if there is irony here say this in a dream as I walk out.

I make my way into a living room with an open kitchen. Everything looks super nice and new. See this place could be awesome if we just fix it up. I see a patio door that leads to a back deck. There is a stone tile path beyond. Yeah I like that. We'll buy some stone title later. Suddenly, I see many different types of stone all over the yard on palettes. My parents are staining there engaged in conversation. I ignore this as dream glitch and walk around some.

I am holding a board. I drop it in confusion. I tiredly ask my mom, "Mom am I awake or am I dreaming?"
She smiles, "Of course you're awake."
I am laying in the grass now feeling really tired. I can't move like sleep paralysis. I lazily say, "Oh. Can you just touch my face?" I hope that a touch will break this spell I'm under but she never does it or says anything. I realize what the feeling of SP really means."No. I'm not awake am I. No I'm not." I wake up.

#338 - DEILD - 5:47AM

Another failed WILD. I DEILD from some dream I can't recall.

I feel myself subtly transition from wake to dream to wake. I know the feeling and worry my excitement is ruining my DEILD. My heart is racing but I manage to calm myself while I focus on my body awareness. After a few seconds I am back in. I don't hesitate and get up rather quickly.

I move to the front door and see how vividly a light from the other room is. I feel some physical sensation like my eyes are really opening. I worry that I am about to wake up. I almost close my eye but say "Screw it" and open them fully. This made the dream seem more clear and vivid than my normal AP style dreams. Feeling happy, I step out into the night. I shout out something, "WELL. HERE WE ARE AGAIN." The feel and sound of my voice is like waking life and I am pleased with the high amount of lucidity and vividness in this dream

In my yard I look up and see a uniform blanket of tiny dim stars. Some lettering starts to overlay the sky. I look away not wanting to get sucked into some crazy randomness but when I do the ground tilts and wavers causing some momentary destabilization. I quickly correct this my focusing my vision on one point of grass.

It's too dark for my liking and I try various voice commands to get some light but give up after a while. Instead, I decide to try out my new found ice powers. I do the same as the last LD but this time I only see a fain orb that quickly vanishes. I try again to the same effect. Now I change techniques that I thought of in waking life. I do some over exaggerated hand motions and shout some random fake Japanese words to build up emotions and energy. I release a blue orb the looks much better. Suddenly, I notice there is some traffic down the street. The cars seem to be entering some sort of energy field that I had inadvertently created. The field is creating a electrical light spectrum causing the cars to catch fire and explode.

As I walk over to check it out, a huge fireball erupts and permanently creates some daylight. I wonder if I can cause another explosion by thinking about it but nothing happens. I begin to hear shouts and screams as people panic in the streets. I step into the street in front of a strange but fancy looking blue Chrysler. They slow and come to a stop just before me. I decide some TK would be fun and I lit the car high into the air and then fling it into a brick building. The explosion could have been better. I let out a powerful yell and begin to do some more damage but the dream suddenly crashes.

I am startled to find myself at work. I feel like I was in a deep daydream and something has startled me. I realize I have been chewing on a plastic probe and I have bits of hard plastic in my mouth and throat. I start to choke as I wake up.

#337 - DEILD chain - 4:41AM

My goal in this dream was to find some Alchemy symbols and use them as a confidence trick to boost my magical abilities, much like Full Metal Alchemist. I wanted to find rather than create the symbols to practice for project I have coming up next month. This is what I recall..


I'm in and out of small dreamlets but I am too focused on the AP sensations to get a hold of any dream scene. I have several confusing mini LDs but don't quite recall them because I am just going with the flow of the dream. Some of them are slightly disturbing.

The dream is more solid now but I am in a confused state. I had a goal in mind. What was it? I am on a street. I see a man sleeping on a park bench. I think I recall the goal now. Kill twice. I kick the man's head off and watch it sail into the night. I turn and see his ghost. I rip its head off and it deflates like a balloon and vanishes. Wait. What am I doing? This can't be right at all.

DEILD

I recall the correct goal now. Alchemy. I find myself in a hedge maze at night. There are many blue, glowing alchemy symbols on the ground all around me. I am still trying to get my bearings as I am trashing around. I settle myself and focus. I take a closer look at the nearest symbol but it is rotating and changing quickly. I find this disorienting. There is a cartoony blond kid near my that I assume to be Edward Elric. He's leading me around waiting for me to do what I came to do. I go ahead and put my hands on the symbol and focus energy. My hands turn red and feel warm and tingly. I release with my hands out to shoot lightning like some Sith Lord but there are several dream glitches that ruins the effect.

DEILD

I am now in a stone room like a castle keep. Everything looks very much like something straight out of Elder Scrolls. There is a Nord mage woman before me with fist up and circling. I focus energy in my hands like before and throw with my right. A pale blue orb of energy hits the woman. It looks like ice magic from the game. I hear the sounds of if. The ice slows her down and half paralyzes her so I do it again and again. I suddenly remember a non lucid dream where I was doing this. Maybe ice is my thing. She seems affected but she is still coming. I take a chance and try a Superman move by inhaling deep and blowing out. A large amount of blue energy flows out and strikes the woman turning her into a rectangular block of ice. I laugh hysterically like a madman, glad that I am finally able to do this and a little surprise how I froze the woman. I wake up.

#336 - DILD - 1:30AM

In this LD my recall is really bad and my lucidity was in and out. I really struggled to remember what I could. Plus about an hour before this 3 times from dreaming about some dreaming study and having a since of duel existence. I woke up nose plugging and slightly panicked.


I am at my cousin Jared's wedding. I am a groom's man and we are getting dressed. I have a tux on but I can't find my shoes. It turns out that no one ordered them for me. Jared is super pissed off that I'm not ready and I'm pissed off I don't have shoes. I rush around trying to find some that will work. I am about to run to the store but Bill Cosby talks me out of it and we decide on some shoes I find laying around. Once I begin to feel better, I realize my cousin is already married. I have a lucid moment but the dream goes nuts and I am fooled by FA

I am on the docks near some type of small wooden ferry. There's this African American couple there. The man is telling the woman about how he quit his job, sold everything, and gave up religion to be with her. The couple shares a joint but after each hit their lips look odd like they are pulling apart briefly. They kiss and start doing some tribal dance. The woman takes off her shirt and I watch her spin her nipple tassels around. I feel awkward about this and have a lucid moment again but the dream shifts and I lose it.

I am sitting in some room with Kid Cudi and Spencer from work. We are passing around odd looking vaporizers filled with weed. I hear the song "Just What I Am" by Cudi playing. Some of these look like parts from work and I gain lucidity for longer than a few seconds. I think that I had some goal in mind but I can't recall it. Not know what else to do, I decide dream weed might really be interesting. I ask Spencer for a really big hit but both men seem hesitant. I also have to pry the strange vaporizer from Spencer's hand. I take a long deep hit and let it out. I am surprised how little vapor I see exhale. Almost immediately I have a deep psychedelic experience as the scene fades and swirls away. I say some mantra to remember to maintain lucidity as I let the dream change. It doesn't help.



I am standing in a kitchen with Bill Cosby and kids help cook a meal. There is talk about about meeting Claire Huxtable. The overall premise is that Clair is to be the new step mom. At some point this re-ignites lucidity and I am excited to summon Clair but the name I use is Chloe. I turn around and rush outside. It seems I was cooking in a small diner not the Cosby's kitchen. As I make my way outside the large glass pane windows, the dream starts to fade a bit but I fully expect to see Claire. I turn and see her standing there smiling at me. I take her hand and rub it for stability but it's not working. Darkness seeps in and her arm stretches into something inhuman and vanishes. There is brief void but I don't wake. Again, I am fooled by FA.



I am in the living room talking to my wife. I say to her, "I met Chloe Huxtable. And you know what? She's really nice."
My wife replies with a playful but sarcastic, "Uh yeaah." I wake up.

I felt this LD was weak and unfocused so I went ahead and did a caffeine WBTB. I don't recall anymore lucidity but I did have an eventful NLD.

Long story short... I was fighting a demon like I was John Constantine. I had a magical old woman with me and she was able to turn weak ordinary play weapons into something that would work against the demon. I found a cheap toy bow and around and with a "blessing" she turned it into a magical gold weapon. I find a piece of bamboo and it changes accordingly. I only injure the demon but now I see that its just a possessed old woman. The magical holy woman tells me that Jesus cares for all and want to bless this woman. I hold the possessed woman tightly and say things to cast out the demon. Part of me wonders if the demon is trying to trick me so I stay on guard as I speak the name of Jesus.

#335 - DEILD Chain - 3:37AM

WBTB Caffeine
DEILD with breathing mediation


I wake and feel super alert from the caffeine so I decide breathing meditation would be best. After a few seconds I stop because I feel odd like my body glitched. I think something is wrong at first but quickly realize that I am entering the dream really fast. I go back to relaxing while focusing on slow, even breathing. No other thoughts.

I am standing in my living room and immediately start with my goal. I figure since I had such great fire images in my last LD it should be easy to summon fire magic. I try it by holding a hand up and blind summoning. I see flickers of light on the walls like I am holding a torch so I look at my hand. To my disappointment, I find a mostly normal hand. I try snapping a thinking of a lighter. Nothing. I put three fingers together and imagine I am holding an energy source. My fingers glow like I am holding a super bright LED. I look closer, starring and sort of mesmerized. The dream crashes.

DEILD no thought just waiting

For some reason I think I think I am partially awake and I am chatting with NyxCC on my phone with CL and Dreamer and some other DV members. I type "Damn" and reenter the dream.

Back in living room. NyxxCC is floating in the corner near the front door. I'm ok with her observing and for some reason I don't bother to interact with her. I have a lot of internal dialog reasoning this all out. I decide to go outside walking right under her.

I want to fly to space again but this time I really want all the fun visuals of flight. This time flying is easy but every time I reach a certain height, I hit the void and have to visually focus, finding myself on ground level, having to start all over. This happens three or four times until I give up.

For some reason I think I have DEILD (False DEILD? FA?) Again, I think I am partially awake and on chat. I am mainly talking with NyxCC. Again I just type "Damn" and reenter the dream. I see multiple line of text pop up. I assume they are all asking what my problem is. I make a mental note to explain later.

I decide to continue flying but stay low. It has been dark out but now it looks like early morning. I think I must be running out of time. I see something odd on the horizon. It looks like the old Disney movie logo but I only see the top half. There are a handful of stars that match the design with the lines in them. They sky is that a sickening blue color.



I think that if I fly there I will enter a dream version of Disney Land but I quickly get distracted. I see traffic and a decorative line of trees that lead into downtown. I follow it flying from tree to tree. Suddenly, a wall forms in front of me with a ceiling threating to trap me in. I Spider-man up it and phase out the ceiling. I tell myself I will be on top of a tall building. There's some darkness but I emerge looking down on the city from a concrete platform. I see people entering an open football field. Curious, I descend.

As I get closer, I see cars pulling and people milling about. The field is now a baseball diamond. I am more of a fan of baseball and I get a little excited. There are no players but I have and idea. I strut out onto the field waving like an honorary guest. I begin to hear cheers from the crowd. Instead of stopping at the pitchers mound I step up to home plate. Someone hands me a bat and I get ready. Randy from work is now at the pitcher's mound. He tosses a weak throw and the ball falls just short of the plate like a lead weight; no bounce or roll. A ref takes up the ball and gives it back to Randy. He does an underhand toss much closer but the ball fall short again. I begin to feel cocky and mouth some taunts at Randy. After the third time I tell the ref to just give me the ball. I toss it up and swing fast. Visually, it looks like I missed but I couldn't allow that. I hear a low "THWACK" and the ball goes up. Now, we are in a gym and I hope the ball crashes through the wall, but instead, in ricochets in a corner and out an open door. I shrug at the crowd and drop the bat as the dream ends.

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#334 - DEILD - 4:31AM

I have to say this dream is really memorable for me. Inspired by Dreamer, I decide before hand that I would devote an entire lucid dream to learning pyrokinesis. Not only did I begin to see a breakthrough in something I have been struggling to learn but did something completely insane. The amount of pain that I felt tops any dream pain I have ever experienced. It wasn't intolerable but it was definitely uncomfortable. To compare it to waking like I'd have to say it was close to the feel of a slight oven burn a few seconds after the fact. I know it sounds slightly masochistic but I really enjoyed the sensations. It was fascinating how pain can be so realistic in the dream state. It makes me wonder what the limits are.

I have a strange work dream where they got a new wire cut machine. It's in the old facility and everything is arranged all wrong.

I wake, move around, stretch, cough and get comfortable. I feel pretty awake so this time I focus on breathing meditation and body relaxation. After a while I am back at work but too focused on breathing to be lucid. I am standing at a computer terminal and a DC tells me that I am breathing too fast. I see a window on the screen with the value '100'. I am able to edit, so I change it to '70'. My breathing slows way down and I become self aware again.

Now, I am in bed still focused on breathing. I have a little trouble with it like usual but I try to maintain while I relax my body. I realize I was waiting for vibrations but understand it's not going to happen this time. I do notice my body feels oddly flat, so I try to move and get out of bed easily.
I am in my childhood home in Texas. I'm getting pretty used to this location so I just treat it like normal and make my way outside while still focusing on breathing. When I reach the front door and decide I am too excited and let it go allowing my breath to speed up.

Outside, I decide to walk the streets while practicing my ultimate dream control wish; shoot fireballs from my hands. I thought about this some in waking life and had decided to use some energy practices from AP before hand. It doesn't seem to be doing anything, so I go with something I am more familiar with like throwing rocks. I blind summon softball sized stones and throw. I don't see them leaving my hand but I see them hitting the road and rolling away. It's a start, I suppose.

Now I try to move on to fire. I think of how easily Dreamer uses fire in her dream and how she says it's all about belief. I think of a cigarette lighters as I try starting a flame by snapping my fingers, but I am only getting sparks. Still, this is really encouraging and I continue for about a minute. Eventually, my fingers get twisted up and I can no longer snap. Rather than getting too caught up in the finger issue I try to think of another way to go about this.

I have been walking quite a bit and notice I have been walking my usual path to my old high school and have arrived without even really trying. We used to live really close so this never took very long even in waking life. As I take steps closer, the building morphs into the inside of the school cafeteria. I see a rack with small bags of Lay's Plain Potato Chips and something in the center with a flame like a pilot light. I get an excited idea to start my fireball by first setting my hand on fire "externally". When I touch the flame I feel a sharp, intense, constant pain. I loudly whisper, "SHIT! THAT HURTS!" Stubbornly, I keep my hand in a little longer. When I feel that the tips of my fingers are holding the flame I move it out and lift my hand up like a torch. The pain is still there but has lessened a little. I see cafeteria workers milling about in white uniforms in my peripheral vision. They don't seem to care that I am lighting my hand on fire and I mostly ignore them. After a moment, the flames seem to be dieing away and I look for the pilot light again. I find a pot boiling cut up potatoes but instead of steam rolling from the top I see fire. This time I put my entire right hand in. The pain is way more intense this time. It's probably the worst dream pain I've ever experienced. I just keep my hand in muttering, "Shit that hurt's."

After a satisfactory amount of time I withdraw my hand seeing it fully engulfed in flame. The pain is still really bad but I do my best to ignore it. I stare at my hand enjoying the beauty of the flame and doing my best to take in all the little details; I want a strong visual for when I actually summon fire later on. I enjoy the realness of the vivid colors; yellow and orange/red ending in blue. But most importantly, my flesh is unharmed in spite of how bad it hurts. It almost looks like really good, but really bad CG. I begin to think about trying to shoot flames or fireballs but before I can try it the dream fades and I return my physical body awareness.

#333 - DEILD - 4:11AM

The LDs have been slowing down lately so I was really happy to have such an interesting journey even if it was a little short.

I have a dream where I am pooping in a bed with a toilet and trying to wipe without making a mess.

I wake and stay relaxed. I try focusing on a space in the room but its not doing much for me. I switch to focusing a few feet off my crown. After a few seconds I feel mild vibrations. I maintain my focus while contemplating if its go time or not. Suddenly, without any effort I am sucked through the wall at the head of the bed and float up several feet almost in a swinging motion. I have part of the sheets in my right hand and it seems to still be attached to the bed on one end. I let go and decide to practice my flying and hope to make it to another planet.

I notice it's daytime and the sky seems overcast and rainy. (Interestingly, It rained all morning here and I had no idea.)I rise up and look down at the houses but then my vision goes haywire. It's as if I am tossed around and spinning in flight. I see a mixture of ground, sky, and deep space overlaid with strange alchemist symbols. I don't get too caught up in making things look right but only focus on moving up faster and faster while I make swimming motions. My right hand brushes over something solid. It feels like maybe someone is there. I am mildly curious but I ignore it not wanting to get off track.

After a moment, things stabilize. I am in deep space with very few stars. I turn around and get a crystal clear view of a blue planet with three moons. I physically feel my eyes open wide and focus. The planet seems to be mostly water with just a few small continents or really large islands scattered about.

I focus on moving toward it and am drawn to it at ultra high speed. I see something like pixelated, 8-bit bubbles against the blue of the oceans as my vision briefly fades out. No worries.



I focus to see believing that I am now on the surface. In a split second, I see what looks like a beach but everything seems to be like an oil painting and very low resolution. The water and the sands seems to undulate and swirl but not mix like oil and water. I shout, "Does anyone live here?" I take in a 360 view of the area but its all the same. The scene fades out.

I am only partially awake as I recall the thing my hand touched while flying and decide to find it now. I mentally feel around me with both hands. My wife is on my left and I pinch her. She feels too soft and very...boneless. I stop and probe out to my right. It just feels like my bed extends way farther than it should. I start to wonder if I am really moving my arms and if I am actually awake or dreaming. I fall non lucid as I contemplate this.

I walk around a corner and catch Kristen Bell just before she enters a small room. I say, "Veronica!" I grab her at the waist and kiss her. The feel of her body against mine was vivid. My wife comes around the corner asking me what I am doing. I quickly let go of her and say, "nothing" as I walk away, leaving a very stunned and speechless celebrity standing alone.

#332 - DILD - 6:49AM (Challenge Attempt #4 - success)

I am sitting in the passenger seat in my car parked at a gas station. Wurlman was driving but he has got out to get something from the back seat. We are having some conversation as he is fishing through a duffel bag behind me. For some reason I ask to borrow his shades.
He replies, "They stretched off."
I think there is some dirty joke there but I leave it. I turn to look at the flip down mirror and realize I have just summoned my own pair. Fully lucid now I say, "That's OK. I got my own. [sunglasses]" I notice that my vision has not been darkened though I am wearing shades. I take them off and realize my left eye is blurry but my right eye is as sharp and clear as waking life. For a moment, I see an extra lens over my left eye. I blink hard and look closer in the mirror. My left eye now looks black. I blink again and everything is as it should be except my eyes look really bloodshot. Im ok with that.

Wurlman has left and I sit in the car waiting. I wonder why I am dreaming of being in the passenger seat. I almost always have to drive no matter what. I have a false memory about traveling with Wurlman in waking life. That's probably why I am dreaming this. I feel really happy just sitting here being lucid. I love my life. I love being alive; waking and sleeping.

Suddenly, I recall the challenge. DTHOUGHTS! I look around and see multiple DCs. There's a guy at the pump and few walking to and from the store. I quickly get out of the car and this causes some instability. I focus visually and the dream settles. I begin looking around using expectation to find Dthoughts. In front of me, I see my wife and kids getting in our green Nissan. My wife has a strained expression on her face and I feel that she wants my help with something. I look away not wanting to get sucked into another scenario. Looking back at the gas pumps, I see the guy still getting gas, but a different DC digitally materializes before me. He's a young man with long hair in a ponytail. He's wearing a long sleeve, solid red shirt with brown or khaki pants possibly with some patter on them. Pajamas? I just know this has to be Dthoughts. I rush over to him looking his face over. His features shift and I can't tell what he looks like but he seem very disoriented and has trouble standing. I say, "Dthoughts? Are you OK man?" I take his arm to keep him from falling over. He seems very confused and has a distant look on his face. He doesn't answer but just nods. That's when I wake up.

#331 - WILD - 6:07AM (Challenge Attempt #3)

It takes some time getting adjusted and falling back into a WILD. Almost another hour spent.

This time I have a visual WILD as I focus above my head like before. I hear thunder and notice lightning from the windows. I am not fooled into a FA but I think maybe external noise is causing this. Maybe it really is storming outside. I realize that I have easily got out of bed without even trying. I wave my arms some to note the dream-like feel just to be sure that this is a dream. I hear my dog barking. Again, I wonder if it's external. Surely not. That would wake us all.

As I reach for the door knob to leave, I notice my right arm feels extra weak and numb. I remember rolling to my right side while trying to settle down to WILD and worry that I'm sleeping on my arm in the wrong way. I know I'm not going to wake up to check and possibly have to start my WILD over so I let it go for now.

I enter the living-room and begin searching for Dthoughts. I shout, "Dtunes. Dtunes." (yeah I got it wrong again) There is no one in the house. I continue to hear and see thunder and lighting from the storm. I try CL's summon but this one just doesn't work for me. Suddenly, I have a horribly nagging feeling that Dthoughts is sleeping in the my bed next to my wife. I really don't want to find that but if that's how I can find them then whatever. It's just a dream, right? In spite of that feeling, I find the bed completely empty. The light is on and I notice the bed looks almost like some strange hospital bed; nothing like waking life. I search the bathroom and make my way back to the my son in his crib. There are no other people but I see my son sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly, I remember an idea to enter a sleeping DCs mind to see could intrude on their dreams. I fall into the crib and my dream body phases right into his skull. What does a child this age dream? Does he dream like I do? There is brief darkness and I slowly open my eyes. I see the room from his point of view. I feel small, lying there in the crib. I hear thunder and lightning flashes form the window. This is disappointing. I blink but this time I open my physical eyes. It is not storming outside.

#330 - WILD - 5:15AM

It turned out to be a challenging night for dreaming but I managed a few LDs thanks to Galantamine and my exceptional concentration.
This first one is hardly worth noting since it got cut short. However, it took me an hour to WILD without breaking concentration so I have to count it; A for effort. I did manage to get fully in a dream, but my poor wife's allergies has been getting in the way of my LDing.

I get to a point where I feel that I am nearing the shift in consciousness so I begin to focus a few feet off the crown of my head Robert Monroe style. The vibrations start and, as usual, I wait a while for them to reach a point that feels right. Suddenly, I hear a sound like someone is coming the front door. It's startling and I physically try to get up to check it out but I am locked in SP pretty hard. I force myself to relax knowing that I am actually in a light sleep and any external stimuli will for sure wake me; That sound is just part of the dream.

Slowly, I change to my dream body and get out of bed. I think about phasing through the bedroom door but as I try, I feel a burst of energy inside of me. So instead of phasing, I release the energy at the door, silently shattering it like glass. Oddly, as I move forward, I am pushed backward and the door is repaired. I settle for using the door knob.

The living room is way too dark but there is some dim moonlight in the kitchen. In the darkness I feel as though there is an intruder in the house. Did this entity repair the door? With tempered fear I focus on creating some light. I try the light switch but it falls off in my hand as I frantically push the button. It's no use. I try using a voice command, but I feel like my mouth is sealed and my voice is strained. This happens a lot. Maybe I am trying to talk in my sleep? I decide not to get caught up on all that and use thought instead. As I clap my hands, I shout in my mind, "LIGHTS ON!" The kitchen light shutters and flickers causing a visual hiccup in the dream. As I visually refocus, my wife's turns over waking me.

I decide to spend the rest of the night in my daughter's empty bed.

#329 - DEILD - 7:56AM

I entered into a vibrational state earlier in the morning but my wife moved and wrecked it. without moving, I focused on a point in the center of the room and visualize a rising sensation. The vibrations returned but my wife did a full rollover. The vibrations lingered but slowly faded. I assumed it was all ruined but now I think I should have tried a nose plug. I feel back to sleep or fell non-lucid without trying again. I was highly irritated!

I recall a few non lucid dreams... Ernest is a work making his way to the front during a plant-wide meeting. Instead of being bald, he has an exaggerated undercut. He looks at me intensely for a moment. I wonder when he grew all that hair. When he gets to the front the plant manager says Ernie has something to say. When he opens his mouth his hair starts to fall. He takes it off and now it looks like he had a long ponytail that was just piled on top. He adjusts and now it was just a super long beard wrapped around his head. I try to do the same thing but realize I only keep a short goatee. Someone tells me that I should not try to look like Ernie.

I am in some version of my parents home. I have to pee really badly so I find a toilet. Unfortunately, is just a really small porcelain tube coming out of the floor. I do my best but urine bounced back on me and my khakis somehow close up, causing me to pee all over myself. I think that something feels really familiar and I must be missing something. (Almost lucid) I am too upset about peeing allover the place to thing about this any longer. I go change.

I partially awaken and try to DEILD. This time I felt no vibrations; it was all visual. I forgot to be alert to this and end up in the dream slightly longer than I should have. At some point I realize that I am feeling the walls and the sensation is dream like. I look around and decide this is much more than vivid HI.

Maybe it was left over residue from a non-lucid dream but I feel the need to make a "lucidity brew". I search this house; a mixture of past and current dwellings. I spy my nightstand though it's in an odd place. There is an empty water bottle. I fill it in a nearby sink, dump it out, rinse, and then fill it to the halfway mark. I feel like the water is taking too long to fill up and I worry about idle time. It tends to wake me up. Having thought that, I now have enough water. Now I need some yeast. I go back to the nightstand and find bits of paper. I look at one trying to form the word "YEAST". There is a bunch of words like something from a cutup page from a book. I try to read them and only see two words because the the text shifts and changes too quickly. "Monster" and "Cautious". Hmm this must have been something from the previous dream. I have no memory of this but I feel it's true. Anyway, I decide that if I just pretend this piece of paper is a packet of yeast it will work. I quickly tear and end and pour. Whitish-yellow powder falls out into the water. I pause now. I realize what I am doing it pointless. I'm going to start brewing something that could take weeks to ferment? It won't be here later. It's just a dream... Oh well, I'm too committed to stop.I worry that interrupting the flow of the dream will cause it do destabilize. I continue my brewing. Now that I have water an yeast I need something else to ferment. I search bottles on the nightstand and see some dark liquid in a small 5oz. I pour that in and shake it all up. I realize this is a really crude way to make a brew but I know that it doesn't matter here. I decide to put the mixture inside the nightstand so I can find it later. I'm still partially sold on the idea that it will be there when I wake up. It's at least worth a try.

I walk away and wonder what the brew would do? Would it cause lucidity? Or induce greater control? I come back from my thoughts take in the dream environment. I pause a moment to enjoy the feeling of being in a lucid dream. I am really pleased with myself since I didn't get lucid earlier in the week. I really missed this. Suddenly, I recall wanting to find Dthoughts for the challenge. I am in a hallway that looks oddly familiar. I try expectation as I come to a room. I shout, "Aaaaaanddd, DTHOUGHTS!" Its a kitchen that looks like an old house of mine and empty of any DCs. I am truly shocked at this. I turn around to the door to the garage, open the door and blindly reach in really trying to find a hand and expecting one to find mine. I end up running my hand along the wall until I find an electrical outlet. I decide I to give up and go for plan B.

I reach into my right pocket and pull out my cell phone, blindly push the touch screen say, "Dthougths." I put the phone to my ear and I am pleased to hear it ringing on the other end. After the second one a girl's voice answers, "Hello?"
I reply, "Yes, I'm trying to reach Dthoughts."
"Oh yeah..."
I hear another voice from somewhere in the background, "I'm here." I know it's Dthoughts. The voice is of a young prepubescent boy. (Sorry. I have no idea how old you are!)
The girl continues, "This is Mike right?"
I am on the right track here... I think. "Yeah... No...This is XANOUS."
I have wondered into the living room while talking on the phone. My Dad comes is from outside and starts talking about wanting to play a game with me. I put a hand up and ignore him as I walk out a second front door. I don't want any distractions.
The girl has been saying something that doesn't makes sense to me. My attention was divided when my dad came in but now I refocus. "So just let me talk him."
She girl responds more clearly, "Well you were just calling to say 'hi' right? Is there anything else you wanted?"
Is she really about to hang up? I try to make myself more clear, "I just want to speak to Dtunes. (How did I f up the name here? Dtunes is an iPhone hack) I want to say 'Hi'." I realize I sort of repeated her and chuckle internally.
Finally, she seems to get it and says, "OK. Hold on."
I wait and listen to silence on the phone. While I am on hold I take notice of the area. I step off a curb and walk pasts a blue 80's model Buick parked on the street. The trees are a really bright green. I am on hold too long and have worries about waking up. Sure enough I feel like I am visually sucked into a black vortex and return to my physical body.

#328 – DILD – 7:30AM

I have a non-lucid before a DILD that I found really interesting. I walk into a kitchen with a patio door and a dinning table. I walk past Canislucidus talking to a “real-life” version of Joe Swanson from Family Guy. CL is saying something about having to take his relationship to the next level with his girlfriend. Joe is giving him some sage-like advice. I don't recall the words but the sound of his voice is very prominent and there is talk of pregnancy.

As I sit at the table, I somehow equate CL's imaginary relationship problems with my Father-In-Law and his ex-girlfriend. I think she is way too old to get pregnant. My wife is setting to my right and I try to verify what's going on but I don't understand what she is saying.

I forget all this when I look down and realize I am eating a bowl of something. There is a man in a business suit at the other end of the table eating the same thing. I speak to my wife about what I am eating and it's contents. It is called “Rat Pack” and has Honey Nut Cheerios, honey roasted peanuts, honey roasted almonds, and raisins all covered in honey. I think this would be better with raw quick oats to make a muesli. I enjoy the sweet and salty taste but after awhile my mouth begins to feel dry. The businessman at the end of the table starts choking and gasping. I think he should go get a drink. After a moment he leaves like he's about to vomit. I worry that I should stop eating but I feel fine so I continue. After a few more bites I wake up.

I fervently recall the dream and the recipe and the name, “Rat Pack”, I feel like I can't move when I try to record it and I fall into another non-lucid dream.

I am sitting on the floor writing on a white tiled wall with a dry-erase marker.
“Cheerios.” “Peanuts.” “Almonds.”
Someone passes behind me and comments on what I am doing. I glance over my shoulder and assure he or she that it's just dry-erase. This person seems satisfied with that answer and walks away. When I get to the last of it, I am now in a grocery isle writing on large economy-sized cans of product. I leave feeling slightly awkward.

I find myself in a hospital. I really have to pee so I enter the first restroom I find. I am shocked when I open the door. It just just a sterile white empty room with a blank slab where the sink was. Everything has been removed. I leave, stop at a nurses station, and find a dark-skinned woman in an old-style nurses uniform complete with the hat. I tell her, “All these bathrooms are cleaned out. Sterilized! There's not even a hole in the sink! That one, and that one, and that one, and probably that one.” I point as I speak. I don't recall being in so many restrooms but I believe it here. There's a restroom to my right that I haven't been in, but I am sure its going to be the same. While I am speaking and thinking things out, It dawns on me that this is probably a dream but I continue on without a break in my monologue, “Now this is either the Twilight Zone or I am dreaming. I am pretty sure that I am dreaming so I'll just make a bathroom.” I notice there are now three nurses at the station just wordlessly looking at me. The other two look a little more modern in style. I give them a quick glance as I walk away.

When I enter the restroom, I am pleased to see a toilet and a sink. I shout, “BAM!” and close the door. I really feel the need to pee so I do just that. I realize as I am peeing, that this will do me no good. I feel no relief and worry that I will actually pee the bed. I keep a check on the sensation of peeing and assure myself that I'm not actually peeing. I push a little harder and pee a little more to prove it to myself. Gutsy! I know I am dreaming and none of this is happening but I go ahead and finish up by washing my hands. The liquid soap and running water feels slightly numb but otherwise realistic. I stare at myself in the mirror. My face is blurry and watery but mostly normal. I make faces at myself and do a really hyper-crazy dance. I am just so excited to be lucid in a dream!

I forget about drying and leave the restroom. I feel the water dripping so I wipe my hands on my pants as I head back to the first nurse I saw earlier. I say, “See? I made one over there. You better use it while it lasts.” The nurse has a suddenly surprised look on her face. Her eyes are wide as she hurriedly scrambles over the top of the counter, making a mad dash for the toilet. I am very amused as the dream fades. I really need to pee!