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#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.

#473 - 11:30PM

OK I've been super unmotivated to post my LD's. There are two that will never make it in here, but I have to get back into the habit. I'll keep it brief to save time.

Someone that looked like Wurlman was doing a dream study in my house while I slept on the futon and I did a WILD. I felt energy that looked and somehow felt like a supernova burst from me and I had a typical OBE. I floated around my dark house a bit and then lost lucidity. I did another WILD and woke up back to the previous dream. We talked and I noted how extra dark the dream was. I wondered why that always happens. Wurlman was excited because he got some very interesting readings when I went supernova. I was surprised he saw that. When I woke up I felt thoroughly mind-fucked because I didn't realize there was several "layers" to the dream.

NON LUCID

I had a really long and vivid dream where I was on a cruise ship with my wife. My siblings and their spouses join us from another ship that I tracked on my phone. I was somehow able to snapchat their arrival with both cameras in order to catch the even from both perspectives. The curse ship had game shows that people could participate in and I was one of the lucky few. I had to go some challenge, but I kept getting lost and ending back into the main lobby and hallway. I see a sign that says "2 free pets". I go to take one token but this lady from work takes both and looks at me crazy. I am mad, but let her have it. I ask her what she got and I see her with a bowl full of something. She says it's Coconut Face. Confused and not really caring, I shrug and walk away. I realize I lost the game show challenge and join my wife in the audience.

I have another dream where I am having anal sex with an unknown female coworker in men's room. I try to keep things as quiet as possible as I see feet in other stalls and the sound of flushing toilets.

What a night! I had several other dreams that I woke up from but was too tired to record.

#470 - DEILD - 12:07AM

I wake up slightly, but have enough mindfulness to try to DEILD. It's pretty dark at first and I spend a lot of time making walking motions with my goal as my mantra (Jump on the trampoline). When the walking feels vivid enough, I decide to clap my hands and slap my face as hard as I can. There is a dull sound and tingling sensation upon impact. I now move on to my goal and imagine myself jumping on the trampoline in my back yard. The view of my backyard quickly fills in, but it's still really dark. I don't like this bother and I begin to jump extra high. The sensation of falling back down gets my stomach at first and I have to try really hard not to let it bother me. I notice how high I get as I watch the roofs of houses falls below me. After a few moments I get bored with this and latch on to an impossibly tall tree and climb up. I can clearly see limbs and bright greens leave as I make my way higher and higher. I see another tree close by and I decide to jump over to that one then swing down by hanging on the end of a long thin branch.
My brother is standing on the ground looking at me. "How did you do that?", he asks.
What does he mean doesn't he know this is a dream? I answer, "I'm just like a squirrel. It works the same way."

I am now standing in the main room of my house and I see my son smiling at me. I leap up and kick of a near wall to glide over him. I imagine flying is a lot like swimming as I swim all around the room like its a pool. My son chases me smiling and laughing and I get a chuckle out of it. For some reason I want my brother to see this and I decide to look for him in the kitchen, but he is no where to be found. Then, I become afraid that I will lose the recall of this dream so I decide to wake up.


I quickly record my dream and suddenly feel myself sinking back into that half dream zone.

I find myself wondering around some version of my house with my son. A set of non-existent stairs appear and we climb up them together. I am really curious what I will find, but I suddenly wake up again. I totally forgot that I had put my knees up while recording in my DJ and my left leg had flopped over, waking me up.

I only have recall of one other non lucid dream for the night. It was like a movie and these boys had entered into a cartoon world. They tried to find a solution to the problem.

#469 - DEILD - 4:56AM

I slightly wake up from some dream involving an intelligent humanoid-hippopotamus creature resembling something Patricia Piccinini would have created. I didn't even find it all that odd. It was like a pet.

I lucidly relax back into a dream where I am in some mixture of my job and a gym. I look around and marvel how vivid the dream is. There is no one around so I call out. My voice is loud and echoes a bit. No one comes and I decide to just explore. Unfortunately, I wake up.

I decide it's not time to wake up and visualize walking. In a few seconds I see that I am walking on sand. I reach down and grab a handful. I squeeze feeling the soft crunch and then relax letting it trickle away. This new dream happens so fast that I find myself not thinking I am really in a dream. I feel it's just heavy HI. I'm wrong, of course, but I just tell myself it will all come together as I go along and let the thought go.

Perhaps I relax my concentration a bit too much because now I have the idea stuck that I was trying to capture Sasquatch by stacking large logs across a wooded path. I suppose I was standing on a sandy beach because now I see the sand ending at a wooded hiking trail. I see I have already cut a log so I heft it on my shoulder and march ahead. I am looking for the spot that I want to stack logs but the trail has opened up too much and it's all sandy again. I feel myself struggle as I move uphill. I decide I am working too hard. Since this is a dream I can always take shortcuts. Suddenly I am at the top of the hill and see a good spot to stack the log. I decided my work is already done and now I see a wall of logs across the trail. The idea is to get Sasquatch to chase me and somehow crash into the logs, knocking it out. Whatever.

I look to my right and see a log cabin with smoke coming out of the chimney. I turn to go check it out, but some strange creature comes out of the doorway. It looks animal-like, but also resembles a garlic cluster with legs. I have a mix of first and third person view as the garlic thing runs at me and bowls me over. I get up and run but a second garlic thing comes out and cuts me off. Suddenly, two new creatures resembling a mix of Groot and an ostrich comes out to battle the garlic things. I decide this is just the distraction I need to get away. I turn to run, suddenly wake up.

I recall another super long non-lucid dream where I go have my wife's wedding ring cleaned. I talk to the jeweler a long time as he polishes a huge golden trophy. I don't understand his words and he calls me out on it. When I leave I have a white pickup that runs slow. A lot of pedestrians block my way out and I get lost in some impossible labyrinth of a parking garage. Then I am under a house spending a huge amount of time looking for a lost ring with confusing structures. When I find it I am at my ex wife's parents house. The ring glows when I put my finger in it. I decide its some sort of toy so I go find my girls to give it to them. I look into the bright purple light that consumes me in a white light. I wake up.

#468 - DILD - 1:52AM

****DRY SPELL OVER!*****

Thanks to some kind words from my dream buddy I was able to get some lucidity last night. It's nothing to get super excited about, but it's good to be back in action.

Originally Posted by bemistaken

Hey buddy! As you once told me...you are not broke! You are the same gifted Xanous that you have always been.

Thanks B!

I am hovering over a really strange looking tepee with some people I think of as close friends. The tepee seems to me made from various bits of material and I have contributed a large section at top. Someone has attached a zipper at top and there is some excitement about how well it fits.

I am on the ground. I look around and become introspective. My younger daughter are standing around a large camp fire near the base of the giant tepee. She is talking to me but I don't understand her words. Suddenly, I just know that I am lucid. I tell her this might be a dream. I say "might" because a part of me is hoping she is really in the dream with me and I want to guide her into lucidity. I wonder if two minds could really be in one dream. I give her some time to think this over. She seems confused at first and looks around deep in thought. I float up off the ground a bit and say, "Look, Dalynn. I am flying."
She seems to understand for just a moment, but then it slips away and she says, "Wow how are you doing that?" Before I can reply she start jumping around making silly sounds.
I don't say anything. I just try to show off how I can fly, but I can only move around my making swimming motions. I hate it at first and I become very frustrated how goofy I must look. The dream breaks apart and I wake up.

I'll be brief in parts with this next dream because It was super long and I missed lucidity anyway.

I am a criminal in the depression era with some woman. It was almost a Bonny and Clyde senario, but we were con artist not back robbers. There we some long thing about a pond shop scheme. During a bank run we tricked people to turn in jewels and hand guns and we got a lot of money from it.
At one point we are driving down a street that looks more modern. I ask the woman what year it is. She dismisses me but I really think it looks like the late 80's. I tell her the cars just look more sporty, but she says nothing. I see an airplane in the sky. It is unmarked and very strangle looking with red glowing lines. It was very sci-fi. I don't think it's possible, but out of habit I say, "This might be a dream." I do a nose plug, but somehow I think it failed. I look around and the dream is very clear. I feel my eye are wide open. I know that dreams tend to be more blurry than this. With that thought the dream blurs a great deal and fades out to a new scene.
I am at some counter in a store with the woman. Another woman walks in with a folding fan and lays it on a counter. There is a dark skinned boy printed on it. I say something about the Muslim boy and the boy starts talking to me. He goes on about having sex with that "crotchety old woman".
I assume he's talking about the woman I am with. I say, "Well my cock gets hard and she's there to help it. What else would I do?"
The boy says, "Oh common you can do better than that."
Then I hear a narrator say, "And those acid trips flashback happened for the next 14 years."
There is laughter and I laugh along. I now feel as though I have been watching something on TV. I say, "That's funny, but I wish I could remember the set up for that joke."
The scene fade away with the audience laughter.

I am now in some basement looking at an attractive young woman tied up to some pipes along the wall. As the view passes close I notice she is severely retarded. She starts singing about being a retarded give tied up in the basement. I wake up.

#467 - DILD - 2:25AM

I am standing before a group of celebrities in something resembling Hollywood Squares TV show. I am asking them to volunteer to star in my movie, but I am being super secretive about the movie and they are all skeptical. Brad Pitt seems the most interested and I walk up some stairs to meet him and talk. As Brad Pitt is talking there is some visual where I use a scalpel to cut the outline of his face out of the dream reality. I hand Brad Pitt some cash for being interested and he hands me double the amount. I tell him that I said I would pay, but he says he doesn't need the money and wants to donate to my movie. I accept the money. We have some more conversation.

I am now in a crappy theater with old black and white movie sections. The screen is like a touch screen waiting for me to make a section. Behind me is a pathetic group of people in small bleachers. I asked there were the newer movies are but no one seems to know. My daughter is with me and she is just as annoyed as I am.

I am now opening some strange store or shop with my wife. I notice the dream scene has changed and I become lucid. I know I am dreaming, but I am still caught up in the scenario. I go through our routine and turn on an check lots of machines. I am trying really hard to remember what I am supposed to do. I worry about waking up and think I will find an object to use to stabilize. I lose most of my visuals and have to concentrate to get the dream back.

The dream comes back, but I think that I have to start the dream over to get my lucidity back. I walk around trying to stabilize, but nothing seems to work. I decide I need to WILD to get things going again. I tell my wife to keep doing what she is doing and I will be right back. I close my eyes and fall backwards. There is fear of hitting the floor and some strong falling sensation, but I trust that it won't hurt. I concentrate then open my eyes.

I am now at a higher level of lucidity, but not by much. I stand up and continue whatever I was doing before. A lot of random flipping of switches and whatnot. I find a clip board and remember a survey I never completed in waking life. For some reason I feel the need to do this in a dream. I write my name and date and then look over questions. I realize I can't see shit and am happy that its mostly filled out. I see a large blank spot and, for fun, decide to write "I am dreaming." I write slowly and deliberately forcing the letters to form and be stable. I get mostly done when my wife comes next to me and hits my writing arm. I am slightly annoy and say, "Babe. Don't do that." I wake up realize my wife is actually touching my arm.

#465 - 4:12AM - DILD

I have a long dream segment where I am at some version of my first job ever; Long John Silver's. I am revisiting as my current self and watching the manager cook. I join in and fry some fish.

Now I am riding in a car. I see a Sonic restaurant that is totally black with huge billows of smoke coming from it. I watch as we get closer and I can hear some theatrical and dangerous-sounding-music. Suddenly, the scene dims for just a fraction of a second. Then, I hear a short fart (lol) and some happy sounding music as I find myself riding in the same car, but in a very normal looking neighborhood. I notice the Sonic building is completely gone, and because of this, I instantly become lucid. I look at the driver and see my wife. I tell her how weird that glitch was and how this is all a dream. She keeps her eyes on the road with both hands on the wheel and only smiles in reply.
I continue, " So we can fly. Go. Fly us away."
The car lifts up into the air, but I lose visuals at this point and find myself floating in a bardo. I recognize this for what it is and try to stimulate some feeling by making swimming motions. After a few seconds, I begin to feel like the air is thickening into water. I see something... some movement. An animated electric blue outline of a shark emerges from the darkness and opens its jaws. It all looks very psychedelic so there is no fear. Instead of moving away, I pretend to be the bigger fish and open wide ready to bite. I wake up before we collide.