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I got up and went into my sister’s room. My sister is a natural LDer, and we’d had a long conversation right before we both went to bed about WILD and LD and prolonging LDs. “I’m in a dream!” I told her, and she responded, “Yes, I know. So am I. I’m having a lucid dream, too.” ... Then my mom came into the room. “Mom, I’m in a lucid dream! This is a dream! You’re a dream!” I told her. She smiled at me and said, “Well finally! You’ve been trying so hard to have one!”
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I stand there and concentrate on looking at things, but I keep falling backwards, then catching myself, as if I am on a curb or ledge. Finally I decide that I can’t keep trying that, but that I should kneel on the ground. I have a flashback to one of my other lucids where I did just that. Even though I can’t even see the ground anymore, I drop to my knees and feel the ground under me. Much better. I start looking at the fog and concentrating, when someone grabs my arm.
“YOU CAN’T DO THAT!” they scream at me, trying to pull me up. “Go away, I’m trying to stabilize!” She tugs again on my right forearm, yelling that I’m not allowed, that I can’t do it. Finally I’m drawn to my feet. The DC is this woman with short, straight blonde hair.
I start to panic, because this woman with strange eyes is screaming at me, when I remember that it is MY dream, and I’m in control. God what a great feeling. I tense my arm, and look right into her blue eyes. “Let go, and FUCK OFF!” I order her. She lets go, but gets in my face again. “That’s not allowed here! You can’t do that!!!” “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY DREAM!” she vanishes!
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I tell her, Hey B, guess what? She looks surprised and baffled, like I feel. Relax, it’s just a lucid dream. I tell her. She shakes her head at me, has no idea what that means. You've never had a dream where you knew you were dreaming? I tease her. She shakes her head again. Look, I’ll prove it to you. I stick the tip of my right hand through my left palm. She follows suit, and then looks at me grinning.
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I tell him, "How about this? Tell me what I can to do improve my lucid dreaming. How can I make it better?" He stares at me and even though he doesn't say anything, I understand that he said/ is thinking "I'm just a DC, how should I know? I've never had a lucid dream." And that even so, wants to know what his half of the deal is because that is a huge price. So I tell him, "Ok, then, how about every time that I'm dreaming, you show up and tell me it's a dream." He looks very relieved and asks what he gets in return. I tell him I'll cooperate completely, and just think, if I'm lucid, I'll really be able to give him good answers! He says it's a deal, and our relationship is now more like acquaintance-friends, no longer the cop-prisoner deal.
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I decide I want to have fun with them and ask, “When the dogs are sleeping and twitching and I tell them they’re in REM and dreaming, do they have lucid dreams?” The DCs give me these baffled looks and then I lose lucidity.
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I grabbed her and looked in her face and was like ‘THIS IS A DREAM!’ and she just looked at me funny and walked off. I turned around and looked at this other guy walking past me. I was like ‘THIS IS A DREAM!’ and just tried to memorize his face [slowly woke up at this point]
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she asks me if I am busy saving the cats. I start to think I need to, but remember it’s a dream. “Oh, no,” I tell her slyly. “Because I can just bring him back to life whenever I feel like it.” “Ooooh, this is a lucid dream???” she exclaims, looking around. I tell her yes
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I’m about to tell her I don’t get it when it dawns on me- 6 fingers! That means I’m dreaming… I look up at her and say, “OH! Ok, lucid dream! Now I get it, thank you!” and she just smiles and walks away.
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I pinched my nose and inhaled... and the air flow was good and the air was cold through my nostrils. All of the sudden I was like "WAIT WTF!!!!!!" and did it again, she was grinning at me, and suddenly everything went pitch black.
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I suddenly realize… wait, what the fuck?! I’m dreaming! I turn around and grin at them. I tell them, “Guys, this is a dream, I’m lucid dreaming!” M gets really excited, but D kind of looks confused, poor DC. I ask her, “do you know what it means that I’m lucid dreaming?” and she kind of says yes. I had worried for a moment that she’d turn aggressive, but now I take my right finger and push it through my left palm. There is resistance, this is by far the most tactile RC I’ve ever had. The tip of my pointer finger emerges from my hand with an almost popping sensation, and they both kind of grin at me.
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[He] looked at me and kind of non-verbally asked me what I was laughing about. I told him it wasn't the devil and that since this was a lucid dream, she should go to a mirror and just make her scar grow and shrink at will to make it go away, there was no reason to have an ugly scar in a dream or for their to be upset DCs in my dreams.
Now, I have never seen this man happy in my life. In fact, I've never seen him give a truly happy, positive smile or laugh. Usually they're laced with cynicism and condescension that rains all over you. But in the dream he burst into a huge smile and started telling me what a good idea it was!
