Xanous' Dream Journal

I'm not adding these to my LD count because my recall is just terrible right now. It seems like I have to trouble getting lucid, but trying to remember is a giant challenge. I've got to even out my sleep habits and drink less and meditate more.

1. I was playing a piano and realize I was making it all up. I realized I have no idea how to play a piano and used dream control to make a unique melody.

2. I was in some hovercraft and became lucid when I realize I was making it fly over traffic with my mind power. I enjoyed this for quite a while until I lost concentration and was fooled by a FA.

#489 - DILD - 6:15AM


I wake from a dream where I am in a version of a break room at work, having a hard time getting water from a strange water cooler. I am going in to work late to day and feel a bit restless so I focus on some meditation and LD and fall back to sleep.

I am back in the break room but now we are watching something on a TV. Frank in laying in a bed and for some reason I think it would be appropriated to strip down to my underwear and lay next to him. The show is really confusing and I look over at everyone in the break room. I begin to feel self conscious so I get dressed. I have a hard time getting my clothes to cooperate and it makes me feel like this is really dream-like. As I finally pull my pants up, think that if I turn around and see everyone as disappeared, then this is a dream. I turn and sure enough everyone has vanished. I laugh a bit and walk out of the room fully lucid.

I enter my living room as if I had just walked out of my bed. I try to think what to do and I see a huge glass window on the North wall. I walk to it and blind summon a random item, then throw it at the glass. It breaks through, but the glass heals itself. I move closer and punch both fists through. The glass heals tight around my wrists and pull the glass to me. Instead of breaking it turns into a thick taffy-like substance. I free my hands and try punching again. This time it is as hard as stone and will not break. I throw several pieces of furniture at the glass but they all bounce off.

I decide to maybe go outside, but when I do everything is really unstable. I get on my hands and knees for a bit studying the porch, but eventually go back in the house. For whatever reason, things were way more stable. Suddenly I hear and alarm and find myself back in the bed. I think I have woke up and my wife is turning off her phone alarm. Shes stressing out about something and looking through a pile of junk. I realize this is not how our rooms looks, so I must still be dreaming. I say, "Babe its fine. We are still dreaming. I mean... This is a dream." My wife's dream character goes silent and frozen and I decide to walk out, but not without considering having a sex dream.

I wonder what to do and tell myself this must be why I don't lucid dream very often. I've run out of things to try! Maybe not... I really want to get outside and decide I need to make myself more powerful. I transform into a werewolf and run out the back door on all four feet. I begin singing random songs that I don't recall. I was quite at first, but I realize I have a powerful and amazing singing voice in this dream so I really belt it out. I climb up the side of my house to the roof then leap to the neighbors roof. I look for more places to leap to and see a huge city on a hill in the distance. I try to zoom fly to a spot on a tree, but it wont work. I leap off the house and run to the city still focusing on zoom flying. It works. My hands reach a wall of the city and I pull myself up.

Still singing, I climb up building and reaches the highest part of a steeple of old world looking building. I notice that I am surrounded in a thick fog as I swing around the steeple. I begin to sing a really sad love song and become impressed with the lyrics. I feel as though I am making them up on the fly and it actually make sense. Too bad I don't recall what it was. The fog begins to clear some and I see a Blue Angels plane suspended in the air close by and then down below not so far down now I see a beautiful courtyard with a fountain. I leap down to it, but end up in my living room.

I now switch genres and make dub-step sounds come out of my mouth. I find a full length mirror and dance crazily. I see that I now look like some greasy, grunge rock type guy and decide to go do something else. There is a baby crawling around on the rug on. I stop and say, "Ooohhh. Hi babies! Did your mommy put you done hear on the floor?"
The babie turns and looks me and says, "No." I wake up.

It's good to be back! I was trying to do an actual WBTB last night, something that I haven't taken the time for in ages, but my legs disrupted my sleep too much. I was lucky have this late morning LD.

#488 - DILD - 9AM-ish

I go into work two hours late and Mike and Brenda is telling my boss is mad at me for it. I decide to fill out a form for sick pay so that maybe she wont be mad. I try to clock in on the computer, but nothing is working right. Woody tells me the computers are down and I have to clock in on the old time card system. I have a hard time finding a blank time card and all the ones with writing look really strange. It takes a minute to find what I am looking for. As I slide my card in the machine it dawns on me that all the trouble I am having is typical of a dream.

I walk way from time card and walk back into my work place. I see various people that I know, but their faces are all melty-flowy and shift into other faces. This is typical for me so I don't pay much attention to it, though I find it annoying. As I try to think what I'll do in this dream, I realize that I am really tense now, trying too hard no to wake up. I force myself to relax a little and things feel better. I decide I should go ahead and see why my boss is so angry; I figure it would be good practice for waking life.

I walk into the break-room and see the usual people she sits with, but my boss is absent. I sit across from Sasha and ask where Sandy is, but shes deep in some conversation and mostly ignores me. I see some red sugar cookies and a coffee sitting in front of me. I try a cookie, but there is no taste. I go ahead and dunk it in coffee; still no taste, but now my mouth feels like it's full of something thick and expanding. Sasha tells me that I have red sugar in my beard. I try to say something back, but my mouth is so full I can't speak. I quickly wake up feeling like I have cottonmouth.

Again my memory is fuzzy, but this dream was super long in reality.

#486 - 2.20.16 4:14AM - DILD

There's some creature or entity that want's to take some dream ability from my mind. I thinks it can get the best of my by taking away any possibility of loosing consciousness during sleep. I decide it's a good time to try WILD.

I have an easy in-dream-WILD (DILD) and stand back up. I try to confront the thing that is jacking with me, but it is invisible. I think I can hear it skittering around, but I see it's just my miniature dachshund. I get annoyed and kick my dog. I flies across the room and out a window. I am shocked and a little ashamed of myself so I just leave the room. I still hear the skittering sound, but can't see anything. I still feel like it wants something from me so I remain resistance. For some reason I feel the need to hide my thumbs in my fists.

I enter a new room and remember that I wanted to fist fight someone in a dream, but I can't seem to summon anyone. Instead I decide to punch and kick at the wood paneling in the room. The walls are really tough, but I eventually break through one with a spinning jump kick. I try to imagine what I'll find on the other side. I expect a white walled hallway, but when I look, I have a view under a bathroom sink with all sorts of bottles and stuff you'd expect to seem. It's not interesting so I back out.

I hear my mom talking to my dad about what I am doing to the walls. I follow the voices to a dinning room with a table. My parents are there and my grandmother is standing next to them. Nanny is giving mom some advice about some illness. I focus in on there telling her the problem is the "upper lefter wing".
I feel this is important information. I say, "Hey. We are getting medical advice from you in a dream. Let's try to remember this... upper lefter wing. Ok?"
We say it together, "Upper lefter wing." I don't try to understand it; I'll look into it when I wake up.
I go on, "OK so try to remember this dream when you wake up. It'll be interesting to report the same dream to each other." Then it dawns on me. "Oh no. Oh wait. You're... not with us anymore." I hug my mother's mom. "You're...dead."
Now curious, I ask, "So what's it like on the other side?"
Her character seems to breakdown now and she seems distance and less lively, "I have to watch out for them."
"Watch out for who?", I ask.
"Them. The other ones."
I am confused. "What do they do?"
I expect a better answer; something exciting and wonderful, but she simply says, "They have sex with me."
I wonder what the hell this is, "HAVE SEX!? WHAT?! Who? What do they look like?
Her appearance is now changing to a young dark haired woman, "They all look like the first one." For some reason she points to one of her ears. "Evil."
I continue to try to understand this, "How do we stop the evil ones."
"The same way you always have." She says.
"With what? Goodness? Kindness? Holiness? Purity? Jesus? WHAT?"
She looks like a complete stranger and has faded away into a vegetative state. I decide this conversation is over. The dream fades and I wake up.

My memory is fuzzy on this one since it's been so long.

#485 - 2.17.16 2:34AM - DILD

I am floating in a ocean with ship wreckage around me. I don't like this so then I am in an intact ship but parts are full of water. I feel trapped and then the water starts going down. People the receding water down the stair well. I take pictures of everything and by the way the phone is acting I become lucid. I enter a room with Betteljuice and some other character. For some reason I am not interested and totally ignore them. I find some bubble teeth laying around and decide to put them on and prank people. I see various members of my family and I act all silly and goofy toward them. I am laughing but everyone just looks shocked or frightened so I move along. I enter a room with large macaroni and cheese wallpaper. I laugh at this and wake up

Catching up. The next three entries will be brief with less detail.

#484 - 2.14.16 8:39AM - DILD

I am at a Nirvana concert. I remember Kurt Cobain is dead and the guy singing looks nothing like him. The concert is over and as I am leaving I somehow become lucid. I find my car and drive away. The town looks like a childhood memory and I find a house to explore. When I get out of the car it feels like I am getting off a bicycle and I let it drop behind me. There is a fence with a sign I can't read. Inside there are painters. I get the impression this is a new house. I tell the painters they are doing a nice job. I explore a bit and I like the lay out of the house. I think this is how I want my house to be if we ever build. I find upstairs and see a door in the wrong place. I look away and mentally rearrange things then continue with everything in place. Its a bunch of bedrooms. The upstairs leads to a balcony then back around downstairs to the other side of the house. I find some kittens and my lucidity drops as I play with them. I wake up.

#483 - DILD - 8:43AM

I had an idea during a jog yesterday to play with psychedelic sand in my next LD so that's what I aimed for. I was having a hard time getting lucid even with a dose of galantamine (too tired) so I feel lucky to have pulled this off so late this morning. I dreamed tons. Most of them were pretty boring, but I enjoyed a strong feeling of bliss that carried through each one.

[QUOTE = "summary"]I noticed I was living in a strange town and became lucid. I started jumping really high until the dream destabilized then I remembered my goal. I found some sand and played with it with expectations of something trippy to happen. I saw patterns and colors and deep space while my hands morphed. I woke up shortly after.[/QUOTE]

I am standing on the back steps of a house that I think of as my home. Something feels off, but familiar at the same time. It's lightly raining and my see Alysha and Riley playing in water puddles. Suddenly, Riley does a belly slide through a deep puddle. I smile and glance at my wife who is intent on watching him. Riley then takes a deep gulp of water and spits it out my direction. I move over to him, "Eww! No, don't do that. It's dirty."
In response, he starts to cough and spit like he has dirt in his mouth. My wife moves in to help, but he recovers quickly and goes on playing.

I become introspective again while worrying about the rain. I remember that I had decided to go for another run today, but this rain is making me renege on that idea. I look around an wonder what town this is. I recall going for a jog in town yesterday, but I can't make it fit in this setting. I ask Alysha, "Hey, where did I run yesterday? I don't know this town anymore."
My wife ignores me and watches an older girl wonder up and play with my son in the rain. I think I should be feeling wet by now but my body feels nothing. I wonder who this girl is, then notice we are basically in a church parking lot. I see other people come wondering out of the building. Then it hits me. I remember that I was trying to DEILD just a moment ago and almost succeeded. I do a nose plug and blow through. I become excited and start jumping up and down. My jump turns into giant leaps and gliding downward. I try to look down and see if anyone is noticing me but the dream is breaking up now. I recall my sand goal and stop jumping to stabilize.

I crawl around until my vision clears and notice that I am face to face with asphalt. It's a parking lot and there is a blue pickup truck nearby. I stand up and search out a sand pit. I worry about the rain making the sand wet, but quickly dismiss that idea. I see an grassy area next to the church. I rush over and next to an AC unit I see patch of deep sand just big enough to play in. I lay on my stomach and pick up handfuls, letting the sand pour out. It all looks normal except the color of the sand looks more like sponge cake being darker on top like its been baked. I then remember that I need to have more expectation of something psychedelic. I do so as I take a finger and swirl the sand round, stirring it up. I quickly see geometric circle patterns flow out with traces of red. I shout out in delight, "Whoa cool!" I pick up more sand. My hands look cartooned and as the sand flows, it looks like multicolored, jagged lines of ink. I shout, "Whoa, man! Psychedelic sand! Yes!" The dream goes dark now and I feel that I am waking up. I test it by shouting "Hey" a few times, risking my wife coming in the room. However, it sounds really dreamy still so I roll over to my back. I look up and say, "Let me see outer space." A star field forms then quickly zooms into deep space. It's so beautiful that I reach out for it. I am surprised when my hands and arms look distorted and flowing like tentacles. There must be five or six appendages rapidly flowing up and waving like they are caught in a strong current of cosmic energy. I smile, "Whoa cool. Outer space, man." I then spread all of my tentacle apart and the view of deep space splits and moves out of view, putting me back in darkness. I feel satisfied enough with this dream to go ahead and wake up. For some reason, I keep repeating, "Outer space, man." Over and over. I know I sound like a stoner hippy, but I don't care at the moment. There's a brief flash of a false awakening, then I wake for real.

#482 - DEILD - 4:11AM

I have a false awakening where there is some sort of party going on in my bedroom with the guys from work. There's some issue with the Playstation and I have to sort it out. I am a little annoyed they were being so loud and woke me up but I manage to go back to sleep.

I wake slightly and move just a bit to get more comfortable and focus on DEILD. There are some very mild vibrations and I get too caught up in focusing on that causing my lucidity to dip a bit.As I wait, my wife rolls over closer and starts making out with me. I'm really enjoying this and wonder if she's woke up wanting to do it or if I am really just dreaming. Either way I don't care and just enjoy the moment. She starts talking about wanting sex and some other things that surprise me a little. I think this is probably a dream and while I ponder that I actually hear her begin to snore. I realize she can't possibly be making out with me and snoring at the same time and my full lucidity returns. Unfortunately my wife begins to toss and turn a bit and it totally wakes me up.

After she settles down, I try to DEILD again only to fail. I am in the living room painting a mural on the wall. I am working painting a man and I keep having trouble with the white beard. I manage to get it to look right, but when I look away to reload my brush, the different color have blended together too much. I step back to the whole picture and I notice different sections that don't go. The man is too small and standing in trees and on the other end someone has painted furniture. I give up and tell myself I'll have to just paint over the whole and start fresh later. I decide to go back to bed for now and when I lay down thinking about all of this, I realize it's a dream.

It's really dark now and my wife is talking a bunch of nonsense. It's so distracting that I can't even think. I shout, "SHUT UP!" Shocked at my out burst I wait for her to retaliate, but she is now silent. I chuckle a bit and wonder if I said that in my sleep because it sounded so loud and clear. I shout out again wondering if maybe I really am awake. I do a nose plug and blow through so I get up, but it all feels to real. I fall back into bed and then decide to just go for it. I get up and move out of the bed room in the total darkness. I shout, "HEY DREAM!" and then fall into an abyss. I enjoy the sensation of falling for a few seconds and then hit the floor. I realize I am back in the bedroom. It's still too dark, but I can see that much. I recall the make out session from earlier and find my wife. I'll spare the details, but I decided to have raunchy sex with my wife. It's a pretty lengthy segment for a lucid dream. Some how we move around the room this is all happening and end up in the bathroom. I notice the woman has shifted from looking like my wife to looking like some other woman. I really just want my wife, but realize this is the nature of dreams.

I stand up in the bathroom and notice is nearly totally dark again. I recall a trick I was told about and blind summon a light from my pocket. I get some light when I flick it, but see some hideous monster with giant eyes looking at me. I put away the lighter and blindly punch at the creature as I move back into the bedroom. I quickly decide to forget I saw that and just wondering into the dining room. I try light switches and even find a huge breaker box. I flip all the switches, but I still can't see. I'm starting to get annoyed now and desperately look for any light source. I notice the fridge is open a bit and light is spilling out of it. I open and study the food items but they all look oddly distorted. I go back into the dining room and see a super bright light coming from a bowl on the table. It's too bright to look at, but only dimly lights the room. I get on the floor and study the wood grain for a bit to stabilize. Now the kitchen light is all the way on so I rush to it. When I get there the room distorts and morphs and the dream fades.

I find myself back in bed looking at my phone. I have a snapchat text open. It's mostly non letter characters, but there is one sentence. "Fell a distance of ooooooohhhhh". I laugh decide it's a log of what happened to me during the earlier part of my dream. I scroll down but the phone zooms into much to see it all and bar of black makes it hard to see. I notice I scrolled past the word "sex", but can't seem to find it again. I've been taking screenshots of all of this hoping that somehow it will be on my phone when I wake up, but I know deep down it wont. Too bad.

Now my daughters come in the room and for some reason this is so distracting that I loose all lucidity. They have swollen sores on there legs and my wife says it has to be bed bugs bites. Somehow I doubt it, but I get up and doctor their wounds anyway. After I do that my wife gets ready to leave and says she needs to take them someplace and she will be right back. I'm confused, but just say, "Ok." Then my son wakes up and runs into the room crying for her. I say, "Oh look. Mohinder woke up." That's not even close to his actual name, but in the dream I don't even find this odd. I have to hold him so my wife can leave out the front door. It's at this point that I wake up.

Wow I've been in a bit of a slump and haven't had very many lucids due to my hectic work/life schedule that's been causing me sleep deprivation. I think it's calming down now, so I need to catch up on the DJ especially after this morning. It's not that I've been totally dry, just really slow on the LD's. I've actually had several lucid moments the past month, but they are hardly worth mentioning now.

#481 - DILD - 4:00am (December 14, 2015)

There is something about a dude dying his hair then the scene morphs into me standing in a street in my underwear in some suburban area. There is a man talking on the phone with me as I watch a car park on the street with it's headlights lighting up the night. The man on the phone is saying something about a Japanese ghost. I feel some fear so I go into the house I am standing in front of. The phone conversations gets really weird and I hear a third voice talking. Something feels off and I tell them about it on the phone. No one answers and I begin to wonder if I am the ghost. No, that's not it. I now realize that I am actually dreaming.

I look around the house. There is an open floor plan for the living room and kitchen divided by a bar/island and dining table behind that. I wonder into the kitchen and see the back wall is huge pane glass with a sliding glass patio door. It's too dark outside but I see the interior of the house reflecting back at me. I see a man pass by and disappear into the hallway on the opposite side. Also there is Tonya, a coworker from waking life, standing there looking at me. For some reason I turn around and randomly start doing dishes as I try to think what I want to do. I notice this but don't mind since it's preventing the dream from becoming stagnant and crashing. However, doing dishes in a lucid dream is really boring. Just do something cool.

I look to the opposite wall and see a huge mirror. I immediately charge over there and effortlessly phase through it into a different house. It looks like a mostly white bedroom, including the walls, carpet and bedspread. There is an acoustic guitar on a stand in the corner of the room. I pick it up and start strumming and figuring the few chords I know. The song is a beautiful Mexican classical and I just play away until I wake up.

#480 - WILD/DILD - 4:38AM

After some time of trying to WILD (about and hour), I feel as if I am sitting more upright that I should be in the recliner. I feel as if my head is bobbing forward and to the side like I am consciously falling asleep. I worry about the headset falling off, but I try to relax and just go with it so I don't mess up the WILD. I quickly realize that I am probably not sitting this far forward and decide that I am already in the dream state. I wait a moment and begin to notice very mild vibrations in my body. I don't waste anytime here and think about getting up out of the recliner. When I do, my body effortlessly surges forward with a strange gasping/sucking sound; I wonder if that sound is just my breathing. I have the sensation of opening my physical eyes and worry about waking up, but my vision corresponds to my dream environment so I do my best to ignore the feeling. I walk to the kitchen. The room is dark and everything looks as it should. I decide I am in the dream far enough to give the left-right eye signals. I then turn and walk back across the room while doing the block-push-motion that I had practiced with the headset before bed. I am excited and curious if the computer picked up my dream actions, but I try to stay in the dream a little longer. I see Remy sleeping on the futon as he is in the waking world. The area around him seems extra dark and it's hard to tell what he looks like. Not having any other goal, I decide to wake dream Remy and see how he interacts with me. I as I move toward him my excitement of the experiment wakes me up.

#479 - DILD - 7:38AM

I've had a little bit of a dry spell lately with work being so crazy so it was nice to get to sleep in today and get a solid LD. Dry spells suck! It's weird that my old bathroom dream sign brings me lucidity once again.

I notice that peeing doesn't relieve my need to go so I lucidly try to make my son fly then I play with breaking glass.

A have a somewhat vague memory of a DEILD or in-dream-WILD. I feel my body is dream-like and I relax, letting myself merge into that familiar other. I have a hard time separating then spend a few moments wondering around the house I am in. My memory fades....

I am wandering around work with my son worried about some prophecy that I am "TO DO GREAT THINGS". I worry that I am not up to the task and that I am just a regular guy. I walk along the walkway and move into the bathroom. I have to pee really bad, but when I pee at the urinal my need doesn't go away. I try again and pee just as much. I recall having a non lucid dream earlier in the night about weird pee situations (truth) and think this must be the same type of dream. I am already lucid now, but I do a nose plug just to be sure. Yep. I leave the bathroom and rejoin my son.

There is a catwalk about the main production area with offices and cubical that open to the area. I toss my son up there hoping he will start flying around the shop. As I toss him up I shout, "HEY YOU CAN FLY!" He just lands on the up level. I rush up stairs and find him just sitting there. I say, "Common. You can fly. Just do it." I trow him up again, but he just lands hard and seems like he is in some vegetative state. The sight of him like that is disturbing so I move on.

I quickly recall my goal to make glass break control the shards with mind power. I rush to the break-room where I know there is a large glass window. I am happy to be at work because this is actually how I got the idea for this task. I stare at the window and it cracks all over but doesn't fall out. I make hand motions and point for the shards to fly out but the don't. I stand more directly in front of the broken glass and force it to fly out. I see a million tiny shards of glass float all around me like snow. It's all I can see for a moment then it fades away to the window still intact, but still shattered. I don't get annoyed, but play with it another way by forcing my face into it. The glass resists and stretches way out until I phase through. Instead of being in the break-room I am now in some small area with a door leading outside. I heard a voice and knocking. I say, "Who's there?"
The voice replies, "Steve, Mary, Sam, I mean, Samantha."
The voice seems to be a liar and I don't trust it. I sense something ominous there. I say, "Well, you're not coming it. You're never coming in." I turn away and begin walking when I wake up.

AND GO PEE FOR REAL

#477- DILD - 3:57AM

I am wondering around some building needing to pee. I have to pass by the first restroom for some reason and remember there is one down the hall. I come into a small room with double swinging doors on the opposite side. There is some small wedding ceremony right in front of the door, but I squeeze by. I feel bad for interrupting the wedding and hope I didn't bother them too much. There is an older woman that looks like my uncle's second ex-wife in the next room. She's going on about how nice the room is. I take a look around. It is nice, but I don't really care and I try to ignore her. There is a grandfather clock on the other side. For some reason this seems right. I open it and there is a tiny urinal. The woman is still talking behind me and stepping closer. No. I can't. I look around and see a restroom door. When I enter, the urinals in there have almost no space to the adjacent wall and they are dirty and rusty looking. I see some sign and figure it's an out of order sign, though I don't take the time to read it. I have some idea I am dreaming and leave the room.

Right away I lose lucidity and walk past the woman in the room and interrupt the exchanging of rings in the next. I have some odd close up image of all of this and his giant gold watch. I shake it off and go back into the hallway. Wait. I have been seeing odd toilet situations (dream sign). Am I dreaming? I do a nose plug and get a feeling of elation. I am dreaming! Wait I was just lucid a second ago. I have to remind myself. As I walk along, I say out loud over and over, "I am dreaming. I am dreaming."

I feel like the dream is fading now so I look around for something to hold and carry with me. I've done this in the past and it seems to prolong the dream. My cat, Sputnik, is here. She tries to run off as I scoop her up, but I get I good hold on her. I pet here and hold her close as I walk along. I pay special attention to the cat as I see that I am in Price Cutter grocery store. I randomly walk into the produce section just trying to let the dream become more stable on its own. Sputnik lets out a low quite meow in my ear and I notice she is purring now. I note how realistic this sounds. However, the cat isn't helping me stabilize despite all my efforts. The dream becomes more unstable and I get an image of my skeleton in a blue hue as I walk along. I try DEILD and start to feel vibrations but I am just too awake to hold it.

Quick WBTB 8mg galantamine 500mg Choline

#476 - DEILD - 4:33AM

I have a FA and go to the bathroom. I have the unusual bathroom weirdness and wonder when I woke up. I am looking at websites on my phone and realize I have no memory just before this. I am distracted with multiple popups filling my screen. I wake slightly.

I notice my headache from the previous day seems to have come back but I force myself to relax into a DEILD and I flow right back into the dream state with vibrations. After a moment, I get up and rush outside. The dream is really unstable and I try forcing things to come into play. It's cold outside as I move off the porch. Suddenly, I hear a child crying. It sounds like like my son. I remember worrying that we would wake up and ruin my LD so I am not sure if I can really hear him or not. It's way too dark outside and I can't really see. The crying gets louder and I am convinced he's coming into the bedroom. When I wake up I hear a phantom sound of the crying as it fades away.

I am annoyed I let my mind trick me and I relax back into DEILD.. The vibrations start up right away and I am stuck in SP for a long time not really getting anywhere. I switch to visualization and things start to form more easily. I am not walking in my fully lit house thought the dream is still a little dim. My cat's appear and I spend a little time playing with them until the dream gets going. I notice that I still have a headache and I am very distracted by it. I am on my hands and knees and I hear my wife loudly stomping into the room. I look up and she bends over near the couch. I think about sexy time but the dream fades away. My head hurts too much to focus on DEILD again.

I have some wakefulness because of the headache but it seems to ease after awhile I and eventually hit WILD.

#477 - WILD - 4:56AM

I am in quaint little house almost like a hobbit home. I see the rabbit from Alice In Wonder Land sitting in a recliner. He notices me and begins to run off screaming about being late. I get excited and say, "Lets see how far this rabbit hole goes!" I quickly follow him through a confusing hallway and outside. It looks like my neighborhood and the rabbit's house is where mine should be. I follow the rabbit into a version of the empty house next door. Everything looks like it's made of old, weathered decking material. It's wet and rainy in here and my feet are bare. I can't ignore how unbelievable cold my feet are. Suddenly, I recall that I put my feet out early because I got hot, but now the fan is blowing right on them. This thought process wakes me up and indeed my feet are way too cold! DAMN! I was having a cool dream!

Got to play catch-up with the DJ!

#455 - DILD - 10.27.15
I watched several episodes of iZombie just before bed.

I am surrounded by zombies and I am having a hard time killing them. I only have this tiny object to stab thier skull. It just wont work. I try to think of something better. Suddenly, out of desperation, I realize non of this is really happening and I must be in some sort of dream state. I didn't mentally verbalize any of this. I just knew I was invincible in a non reality — a low level of lucidity. So, I did the first thing I could think. I am the stronger zombie. I begin biting into the closest one, ripping chunks of flesh away. I take the time to notice there is no taste. There is only the sensation of biting deep into something that feels like foam rubber. I wake up.

#474 - DILD - 4:45AM

Summary: I am out to lunch and when I notice the time is incorrect I become lucid. I decide to eat other people's food and really enjoy the No-bake cookies. I talk with a coworker, but he turns into someone else. Oneironaut Zero comes out of nowhere and punches me awake.

I have some unusual wakefulness for almost an hour after 3am, so I spend the time focusing on LD and meditating as much as I can. I mantra that I will do a nose plug in the next scene I am in as I fall into sleep.

I am at work and about to leave. I am looking out some window thinking that I remember the gas light being on in my car. I have confusion because I remember getting a full tank last night (IWL). I assume that someone has siphoned my gas and I have some anxiety about this, but eventually let it go as there is nothing I can do about it.

It's lunch time and I decide to go out to eat. I get in my car and realize I drove the other car and that's why my gas is low. I ignore it though and quickly find myself at some restaurant. It didn't seem fast food, but there is a woman behind a counter and a very empty looking menu board with some guy taking off to the side. I ask the woman how long it will be for a "Country Basket Meal" and, after some thought, says about 15 min. Ok that should do, but how much time do I have left to get back? I pull my phone out of my pocket and see the time go random and then settle on 3:48PM. WHAT? I should be off work not a lunch! I do a nose plug and, to my delight, realize this is all a dream. I now remember that this is exactly what I was trying to do and kind of feel dumb for not noticing all this sooner.

I turn and see a large pane glass window and almost phase out of it. I stop when I realize it's way too dark outside and very rainy. I don't want to deal with that so I turn and head into the main dining area. I look over my shoulder at the woman and yell, "That's OK. I don't the need Country Basket anymore. I've changed my mind." The woman doesn't look up at and I worry that she didn't hear me. Then I chuckle when I remember that none of this matters anyway. I continue on.

When I see all the people sitting at round tables eating various foods, I feel a little disappointed that I didn't put my order in after all. Guilt free eating is the best! Naturally I go ahead and decide to just start eating off people's plates at random. I interrupt some lady about to take a bite of some food and grab a handful of chips out of her plate. I feel the social stigma of doing such a thing in waking life bearing down on me, but I forge on reminding myself that there are no rules here. The chips have very little crunch and absolutely no taste at all. I move on. I have another thought that this would all be terrible if I had somehow fudged up my nose plug and all of this was actually the waking world. No I'm really certain this is a dream. The woman just smiles dumbly at me as I turn away. In fact, I notice the entire restaurant is staring at me. OK all eyes on me. I am the star of this movie!

My work buddy Jon is sitting at one table alone and I see a plate of no-bake cookies piled up high. I take one and Jon looks shocked and pissed. I say, "Dude, relax. This is all a dream. None of this even matters." He too smiles dumbly at me. I take a bite and the taste is so vivid and very delicious. I take time to enjoy all the realistic feelings of eating those cookies.
I remark, "Fucking hell, Jon! You have the best food!" Jon starts to get up to leave, but I tell him to come back and remind him this is a dream. Now, I notice a half eaten chicken breast sandwich will all the fixins. I go ahead and try a bite of that but it's exactly like the chips. I grab another cookie before walking away.

The restaurant now merges into a version of work and I see Brandon. I give him half the cookie and tell him to try it. He hesitates and I tell him it's really good and to just try it. We eat the cookie halves together, but I've mostly forgot to notice the taste now. Still I say, "See? Pretty good huh?" Brandon just gives me the same drugged up smile as everyone else and it's getting old now so I try to ignore it. I continue, "I'll probably tell you about this dream when I come to work today. That should be pretty weird." Now Brandon's hair grows out and turns black and his skin changes color. He looks a lot like a Mexican and I find him morphing and changing face to be a little uninteresting.

I turn to leave and head another direction. Suddenly, I see Oneironaut Zero looking real pissed and quickly heading my way. He throws a jab a my face and my vision distorts. I made effort to dodge it, but I think just he hit me. There was no sensation of getting hit, just my vision is distorted and I am disoriented. I try to focus, but I feel myself waking up now. The dream ends.


2:44AM
Also have a near lucid just before this dream. I was camping with my wife and we kept hearing this loud growling. I sleep and dream in the dream that I am a little girl and they find my half eaten bloody body in the woods. I wake up back to camping and find myself on a dark path. I hear the growling behind me and I am very frightened. Some how I get a vague sense that its a dream and I should face the monster. I know that if I do it will become something nice. I turn to the growling and find a large friendly dog with blue and black diamonds in his fur. I think I called him Diamond. I get him to follow me and my wife falls in love with the dog. We decide to take him home but we have to do something about all his fleas! I go back to sleep in the dream and have another dream where the dog is talking about planning to steal all our coffee with another dog.