Thread: AlexLou's Dream Excerpts

I just started WILDing on purpose this month, so I've had some experiences that are interesting to me at least:

Earlier this week.
Lucid: MILD and DILD?

I was falling asleep for the first time that evening and was woken by my leg twitching. I decided that I might as well try to WILD and began to try to observe my own thoughts even though I knew my chances were slim without WBTB. I felt my leg twitch again and thought I was doing well, but lost consciousness.

I was at some sort of water theme park in one of those artificial streams that flows in a circle where people ride on inner tubes. But instead of inner tubes there were floating easy chairs and love seats. I was swimming over to one of the love seats to sit on it when all at once I realized that this was ridiculous, remembered that I'd been trying to WILD, and knew that I had just fallen asleep and had barely entered the dream.

I woke immediately, which is not typically for me with DILD, but then I'm not convinced I was completely asleep. I seemed to be on the side of sleep but not completely there yet.

Dreamed this one for the advanced Task of the Month

As I began to feel groggy I looked out of the cabin at the beautiful day. I saw two hunters returning from the woods and a bright sun in a clear blue sky. The meadow couldn't be more green. I tried to keep this all in mind as I closed my eyes for my WILD attempt; I wanted to climb a bean stock on a beautiful, bright day like this and climb to the clouds.

Now I was standing in a field of green and a bean stock stretched up to the sky before me. I began to climb and was a bit worried because I had started this dream so quickly. Was I all the way asleep yet? Was this really a full dream or an imagining on the edge of sleep? Well everything seemed to be solid and stable enough. I was just using my hands to climb and didn't need to use my feet like the last time. Sometimes it felt as if I were standing on an invisible platform, but I watched my hands reach hand-over-hand and pull. The beanstalk went so high up into the clear blue sky that I couldn't see where it went. For a while it seemed as if I might be getting nowhere, but then I noticed that the sun was a bit nearer. I seemed to be climbing straight for the sun! When I reached the sun it turned out to be a perfectly round hole in the sky just large enough for me to pass through. The beanstalk ended there, so I put my arms on the ledge and pulled myself up. I was standing on darkness. There were clouds blowing by a few feet above and I could see a plane in the distance ascending at an angle. There were also blue sheets of ice jutting out of the ground and I realized that I must be standing on dark ice. I tried to imagine clouds instead, but everything began to fade and I decided to let the dream go.



I woke in my dark bedroom and realized that the cabin before had been part of my dream. I only dreamed that I WILDed! There was a huge dark spider, legs and torso shining in the darkness. I threw some things at it including my pillow but failed to smush it. It was moving at a rapid pace around the room and was coming toward the bed. I ran out of the room to go downstairs to write about my dream, only slightly concerned about my boyfriend with the spider. Downstairs was a large dimly-lit common area with tables. People were buying bowls of stew served out of large pots and I decided that it must be a holiday. I was going over the dream in my head but was having difficulty visualizing the part where I was standing beyond the sun. I realized that I was having difficulty because I was still asleep in bed. Had I fallen asleep again? I was worried that I'd forget the dream if I continued to dream so I struggled to wake and found myself in my well-lit bedroom.


Funny thing after I woke up: as I went over the dream in my head I began to remember another bean stalk dream I had sometime in the last few days. I only remember flashes including a spiraling bean stalk going into the sky at an odd angle.

Had a few unremarkable dreams this morning but I only focused on remembering things I did for tasks. I almost didn't remember these 'cuz waking up to an alarm makes me forget. I don't know now which dream came first.

Lucid: WBTB + WILD
As I fell back asleep I tried to imagine myself lying in the clouds. It was a very smooth and short transition between waking and dreaming. Except when in the dream I maintained the feeling of my physical body in bed the whole time. Wierd! I was watching myself from a third-person perspective flying through the clouds. There was a building of some kind (it looked kinda like buddhist temples that I've seen) with a roof thatched with clouds. I knew that I had to get into my body in order to feel the clouds for the task and somehow I did while simultaneously going to lie down on the roof.

Lucid: Unknown Technique
I was walking with my mom toward the beach when I remembered to eat something for the task of the month. There were some reddish clay paving stones on the side of the path so I grabbed one. I briefly worried about whatever bugs might be on the bottom of it, but thought to myself, "It doesn't matter; it's a dream," and took a huge bite. I think it was a much bigger bite than I'm capable of taking in reality because there was a lot of material in my mouth. It was crumbly and soft, but it tasted disgusting! It tasted of dirt and strongly of minerals, like sucking on a multi-vitamin that you're supposed to swallow whole, except worse. I felt like I was gaging, but kept the bitter material in my mouth. I swallowed about half of it and tried to imagine a better taste for it but failed. I then decided it was okay to spit out the rest and did. Then I had a false wakening in which there were chunks of the chewed up paving stone all around my bed and I thought that somehow I'd actually been chewing on it in reality.

I don't think that in writing this I've done justice to how gross it was . . . it really felt like I was gaging. Just thinking about it now makes me want to scrape my tongue.

Turns out that I've very lazy with this dream journal. I never intended to write everything down, but I'm having difficulty even mustering the drive to write down appropriate dreams. Hopefully I'll improve . . .

Weird experience today. I went to take a nap because I was tired. I had no intention to WILD.

I saw a an IM pop up on a computer screen. I realized that I was somewhere on the edge of sleep as I tried to read the sentence, but the words were rapidly changing. In the time it took me to read it, the sentence changed so that it made no sense and started and ended with "you." But the words in between were real words.

I heard my boyfriend enter the room and I managed to say "Hi" without waking up at all. But apparently he had decided that this was an opportune time to measure the wall and used a metal tape measure which crackled loudly. So I woke and couldn't fall back asleep.

Just thought it was interesting that I experienced the "changing words in dreams" phenomenon while I was falling asleep.

Lucid: WILD

I went to take a nap again this afternoon (I can't help it; the heat makes me sleepy!) and once again a saw a computer monitor while falling asleep. I was viewing some website but the image moved suddenly exactly as if someone had scrolled down and the movement woke me. I continue to try to sleep and manage to resume the visual. A different website this time, I think there was an image from the video game Aquaria except everything looked like it had a blur filter and I decided that it was exactly like getting drunk in World of Warcraft. Remembering what happened the other day I decide that I better have a look at the words on the page. There aren't many words, only links and they would look like words if I weren't paying attention. They are four to six letters each and although the letters are perfectly formed, they don't spell real words, except one, which reads "father." I notice that some of the others could almost be words, such as one that spells "holiow." I'm fairly exited by this in my dream because I have a theory that when the subconscious doesn't intend the dreamer to look directly at words then they will be gibberish like this. And I certainly wouldn't have looked directly at the word without conscious control, instead they would have passed for words in my peripheral vision. Actually, now that I think about it, I think that I zoomed in on the words in order to read them.

Now I find that I have been using the laptop on my bed where I'm sleeping in reality. I decide that I better do something interesting since people on DV are always saying what a great opportunity LDs are for doing whatever you want. I know that I've already done that tasks this month, so I go through the unofficial weekly tasks in my mind. I might have done the jumping off a cliff one, but I realize that the deadline has passed and the two for this week don't interest me much. I decide that I will google an animal (a weekly task) if I find myself at another computer monitor, but I'm not gonna go out of my way. I remember how exited some people get about flying and decide that this is what I will do.

I go out into the living room. The house is completely different but I don't notice. Instead I'm looking at the details in everything and noticing the way it feels as my feet hit the floor every time I take a step. Some of my house mates were there but I didn't care. As I examine a wooden door frame I think that truly this is what people are talking about when they say that their dreams feel just like reality. But it didn't: I became aware that details of the dream so far were already slipping away from me. I went over the earlier part in my mind, imagined again the "words" that I'd tried to read. I considered waking up right then to write things down, but I wasn't sure that I'd be able to fall asleep again and I wanted to have fun! I decided that I'd just stay asleep and go over the dream periodically so I wouldn't forget.

I passed through the window and started flying around. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon. I pretty much just stayed in my own front yard. I did a back flip in the air and found this to be so much fun that I tried some other maneuvers. I realized that I was actually swimming through the air and using various swimming strokes that I would normally use. I've always favored breaststroke in the water and I found that I was doing this in the air. I was amazed that I could feel my hands and legs moving through the air perfectly to form the stroke. And the air offered resistance as water would. It was really so much fun. I can't even begin to describe it accurately, except that I found it even more enjoyable than swimming in the ocean. Next I changed day into night so that I could fly while looking up at the stars.

Now I found myself in a different scene. It looked sort of Egyptian or like a video game level that's trying to look Egyptian (Zul Farrak anyone?). There were walls to either side and men stacking large stone blocks into narrow columns. Several of the men had jackal heads like depictions of Wepwawet. I wondered momentarily if I was loosing out on anything by controlling the dream so much. Should I just go with the flow? But I decided that this wasn't very interesting.

Now I find myself in what could be a large master bedroom. It has a high celling, light gray walls, and a thick, gray nylon rug. My brother is there. He doesn't say anything to me. I don't usually speak to DCs and apparently they've stopped speaking to me in return. But somehow, without actually doing anything, he indicates to me that there is a large walk-in closet full of clothes. I decide that I'll find a dress to wear and go on in. I walk through, looking for something favorable but see nothing. Fortunately there is another walk-in closet at the back of the closet. I see a shimmery, light blue dress and grab it. It looks kinda old-fashioned but I decide that I will make it look beautiful on me and it morphs in my hands to lose whatever straps it has to be strapless and body-hugging through the waist. I think to myself that playing dress-up in an LD is so much fun. I decide that I don't have to take off my clothes because I can just make them disappear once the dress is on, but as I'm watching myself slip into the dress in a convenient mirror I change my mind and take off my t-shirt and bra. Although I guess my shorts did magically disappear after all. I regard myself in the mirror and the dress does look beautiful on me, but I find it unfortunate that I'm sweaty. I decide to make myself into a water goddess; that there will be water streaming all around me and from me constantly to wash me off and keep me cool. And I will look the part in my shimmery blue dress.

Before I bring forth any water I teleport back to my bedroom (without the dress) and woke up a bit. I tried to fall back to sleep again, but I experienced this frightening flash of laying on my bed and seeing some kind of ominous being behind me by looking at one of those round, distorted little rear-view mirrors that happened to be propped up on my bed. And I got scared that I was entering SP which probably woke me a bit again. When I didn't see any dreams for a few moments I decided to just get up.

Right now I have some old stray recorded dreams here and there, so I'm going to be adding them here every now and then when I find them or think of it. This fragment was all by it's lonesome in an otherwise unused notebook at my parents' house. Probably happened sometime in the past two years.

Lucid: Unknown technique, non-SP I think

"Wake up, wake up, wake up," I'd already done everything in this dream and I didn't want to have it again. "Wake up, wake up!" I was practically shouting, trying to feel my lips moving. Would someone hear me? Would they think I was having a nightmare; would they wake me? But from past experimentation I knew it was unlikely that I was talking in my sleep (It often seems like I am, but in my case it's an extremely uncommon occurrence).

I decided to try visualizing the room around me. Maybe if I did that, if I focused on my physical location in reality, then it would bring my mind into reality too. But where was I? I could feel my body lying motionless; it was beyond my control. My dream threatened to suck me back in, to convince me that I was standing, walking . . . already had my eyes open. I could be sleeping in any number of places: my room at home, my old room at my parents' house or my brother's old room, my friend's sofa or the hotel room in Sacramento. Each location flashed around me.

I could feel that my hand was next to my pillow. I felt the pillow to get some clue of my location. But was I really feeling it or just dreaming that I was? It didn't matter; there was nothing to distinguish this pillow from any other.

I considered giving up . . . No! To a conscious mind, this dream again would be so tedious.


I opened my eyes.

Another salvaged dream. This one I originally posted on another forum.

5/6/07
Lucid: Unknown technique

I saw the X-Men movie for the first time last night, so this morning I dreamed that I had been taken into Professor Xavier's school for mutants. I didn't want to go to any of the classes because I wasn't a mutant, so I was just walking around the perimeter of the campus, kicking rocks. Although I did go to a music class in which I was supposed to play guitar, but for some reason brought a cello and felt really out of place because all the other students with cellos had nylon strings. Anyway, I was walking around the campus and it was really boring and lame but even though I was lucid I didn't think to try to dream about anything else.

Another student started walking with me and trying to have a conversation with me, but I didn't care about him because he wasn't real. He asked me what my powers were and I told him that I didn't have any. Then it occurred to me (as if I had known all along) that I had been placed at the school because, well, this was my dream and I could control all kinds of things if I really wanted to, which would make it appear that I had mutant powers. To demonstrate this to myself I moved a stick on the ground without touching it. The other student was impressed and I realized that he, and everyone else, would see this as telekinesis. I decided to try something much more powerful, maybe blow the whole place up. It didn't matter; it was a dream.

I knew that having such a huge conscious impact on my dream would be difficult. I brought my own, dream-state-weakened will-power to my awareness. I concentrated on it, preparing myself.



Instead I woke up.


Thought I had posted another dream with it, one in which I was watching perfectly realistic and detailed waves crash, but for some reason different parts of the waves would freeze in time momentarily like a bad digital T.V. signal. But I seem to have lost whatever I wrote down, now the details will be lost forever

Originally Posted by AlexLou

I heard my boyfriend enter the room and I managed to say "Hi" without waking up at all.

Wow! That must take skill. I admire your lucid ability, your dreams are really cool!

Wow, a reply!

Thanks, but I wasn't fully asleep when that happened. I haven't yet figured out how to talk in my sleep . . . although I keep trying . . .

Originally Posted by AlexLou

Wow, a reply!

Thanks, but I wasn't fully asleep when that happened. I haven't yet figured out how to talk in my sleep . . . although I keep trying . . .

Lol, still if I hear one noise when trying to meditate or WILD or anything near the stage of sleep, I would flip out. It would be cool to be able to talk in your sleep, you could freak out everyone.

Lol. If I talked in my sleep, and didn't say anything ridiculous because I was lucid, people would just assume that I was awake.

Originally Posted by AlexLou

Lol. If I talked in my sleep, and didn't say anything ridiculous because I was lucid, people would just assume that I was awake.

Yeah, thats true I suppose lol.

Alright, some parts of this I don't remember as well as I'd like, other parts I'll just skip over the details 'cuz it was lame. It was a very long dream and because I remembered the previous long one so well, I thought to myself while dreaming that remembering wouldn't be a problem and didn't bother to try during my dream.

Lucid: Technique Unknown

I fell asleep reading A Clash of Kings by George Martin and the story advanced in my dream from where I'd left off in the book. I wasn't thinking too clearly, but I did know enough to know that it was a book and to give myself god-like powers. Purposely invisible I was watching what transpired, but eventually decided to help Jon Snow out directly (he was being tricked by the Wildlings).

Now I must have lost lucidity because next I dreamed that I WILded again. I was in a room that I think I interpreted as my parents' living room. When I "fell asleep" the scene didn't even change . . . I was just lucid and stayed that way.

I find some stickers on the wall with writing and am very excited to find myself reading full sentences again, letter for letter. I read both but concentrate on a sticker that turned out to be some kinda brain-teaser puzzle. In fact it said something like that on it and I'm positive that the sentence started with "Brain." The first letter of the last word kept changing back and forth between a "D" and maybe a "T." When the "D" was present the sentence didn't make any sense, but I kinda decided that I was just misreading it: the "T" would fade and then some imperfections in the texture of the sticker would cause me to see a "D."

Once I'm done with the stickers I decide that I ought to go do something. I remember FuriousAngel's collaborative dream story and decide to find a cave with dripping water so that I can contribute. I think about sinking straight through the floor but I imagine that would feel very unpleasant so instead I go flying off through the window with finding a cave in mind.

To my surprise, the moment I'm in the air I simply feel glee . . . Who knew that flying would continue to be so much fun? If I had been awake I would have been laughing . . . I decide to fly right over the ocean. I fly so close to it that I can't help but accidentally touch it from time to time as I watch the little ripples speed by beneath me. Everything suddenly gets blurry and I fear that the dream is fading away. I automatically fly in little horizontal circles (something I've never done before) and I wonder if this counts a spinning as everything stabilizes. I also remember that I said I'd try spinning sometime, but not today, I decide; it seems far to risky.

I remember that people say that they have trouble flying very fast or very high, so I decide to test myself. First I try flying fast. My normal flying speed is pretty fast (70mph, maybe faster) but I seem unable to go much faster than this and I have to move my arms quite a bit to improve speed at all. Now I decide to try flying really high. I concentrate my speed upwards and watch the ground. I seem to be over little square farming plots at this point, and they get smaller and smaller as I keep going even though I don't feel the air rushing past or any other indication that I'm going up. I realize that I'll have to make some of the details of the ground fade away gradually so that I can convince myself that I'm getting even higher. I'm up really high and expecting to find that the sky is a solid object and maybe go through the sun again like in my beanstalk dream. But suddenly I lose a whole lotta altitude. I decide to keep trying to see if I can get out of the atmosphere; I'd really like to be back on that plain of ice again above the sun. This time I look up as I fly. It's night now. I'm flying through a dark misty haze, up and up toward the stars. I stop when I see a cluster of stars directly to the side. I hover there in the dark mist, level with the stars.

Guess maybe I'll end it there. The rest of the dream was fairly uninteresting: I looked for the cave and found some kind of compound with people in it, had a threesome in a public place, and continued looking for the cave near the ocean. As usual I didn't talk to anyone. Why don't I ever talk to anyone? My dreams would probably be a great deal more interesting if I took dream characters seriously.

Originally Posted by AlexLou

This time I look up as I fly. It's night now. I'm flying through a dark misty haze, up and up toward the stars. I stop when I see a cluster of stars directly to the side. I hover there in the dark mist, level with the stars.

I'm so jealous! That must have been so cool!

Originally Posted by AlexLou

I looked for the cave and found some kind of compound with people in it, had a threesome in a public place, and continued looking for the cave near the ocean.

You can have sex without waking up? Damn! You're my new idol.


I find your dreams so exciting, I can't wait to read the next!

Okay, this is from the other day. I wasn't gonna write it down but it just stuck in my mind. This is about as close as I get to a nightmare.

Non-lucid

I was doing installer testing at my old job and I had long sheets of checks to do. I must have been doing two different operating systems because I was moving back and forth between two different computers. I had to keep working after my shift to finish and both computers were going ridiculously slow. I started flipping out internally about 25 minutes after my shift was supposed to be over since we were only allowed to work 15 minutes of unapproved overtime a day. One of my supervisors came over to help me out.

I was relieved to wake up and find that I didn't work there anymore and immediately went back to sleep to have better, lucid dreams.

C°°, I appreciate your enthusiasm. I really have been having a lotta fun since I started flying last month. But I don't think it's that unusual to sleep through a sexual dream. I'm guessing that most people have several sexual dreams a night without even knowing it.

Originally Posted by AlexLou

C°°, I appreciate your enthusiasm. I really have been having a lotta fun since I started flying last month. But I don't think it's that unusual to sleep through a sexual dream. I'm guessing that most people have several sexual dreams a night without even knowing it.

Well I meant lucid dreams in particular, I can't stay asleep through sex in a lucid, and I've heard that from a lot of other people. But now that you say it I guess I have been through quite a bit of sexual non-lucids...

Huh, I had no lucids during the past week. Guess sleep deprivation does prevent dreaming. Fortunately it's the weekend

Lucid: Technique Unknown

It's night. I start off several stories up a tall building and instantly make a decision, jumping with the intent of rolling right when I hit the ground and imagining myself to be invincible (this is somthing I've been trying to work on). During the fall I reminded myself that it's a dream and I can't be hurt, but that didn't stop my heart from beating like crazy as the ground flew up towards me. I rolled and ended up on my feet running, wondering why I couldn't trust that I was invincible. DCs start rushing me. I evade their attacks, spinning and slashing with a dagger. I also know that I have throwing knives in my arsenal, but I don't remember using them. I think the battle music from Persona 3 was playing.

I've made it to my target building, but before I can jump up to another level to get inside I notice there are lots of people shuffling toward me from all directions, their movements are like those of zombies. I realize that they have apathy syndrome and before I can jump they start grabbing my legs to hold me down. I twist free a few times but they continue to get a hold of me before I can make the jump. And I'm trying really hard to cheat, to imagine that I don't feel them ('cuz it's my dream and all that) but it proves difficult for me to ignore the feeling of their hands grasping my legs. Finally I manage a Mario style back flip and begin to run into the building.

Entering with me is a woman who reminds me of characters from No More Heroes: she's ridiculously tall and thin and wields a powerful bow that shoots arrows with suction-cups in place of points. Once she gets started she shoots arrow after arrow at rapid speed in all directions at DCs rushing out from the building to try and stop us.

I make it to the boardroom where the man responsible for apathy syndrome is holding council. He also turns out to be my father (no, not my real-life father). I tell him that it's over, but he refuses to admit anything. I command him to go outside and see what he's done, and after escorting him out the mob takes care of him. Me and the girl with the suction-cup arrows go back into the building twice: once to save some princesses, and a second time to loot soft drinks from a vending machine. The building is now on fire.

The arrow girl turned out to be Yoji. I know because I was talking to someone about our secret identities afterwards.


Yesterday

I no longer find the plot to be interesting, but at the time I liked the dream enough to DEILD after waking and resume the dream while lucid. What I find interesting now are the colors. Everything in the dream was super bright and once lucid I had the opportunity to marvel at this. Everything was crisp and well lit as well and reminded me of really good CG. I remember bright pinkish-red, blues, and greens especially.


5/31
Non-lucid

I was taking some Calculus class at UC Santa Cruz. I had tried to take an easier class to satisfy the math requirement but the instructor had figured out that I was way to advanced and had sent me to Calculus. So it was my first day in the class even though it was the middle of the semester. I was having difficulty following the lecture. I was wondering what was wrong with me, but I supposed that it had been a lot of years since I'd taken calculus before. The instructor was also cooking as part of his lecture and we had to help.

Class ends and I go to get the two surfboards that I'd stashed in a back room. The title for the class had been ocean themed so I thought we might take a field trip to the beach. My instructor is there and is saying something about how crappy one of the boards is because it's foam. I am in fact taping it up as he's talking to me; it's worse than foam, it's worn foam and floppy in some places. I'm hoping to restore some stability with the tape. I explain to him that I found the board on the way to class and you can't complain about free.

Now Yoji has come to meet me but for some reason he's all spacy and unresponsive. He has an English class in the same lecture hall right after my calculus class, but before it starts I want him to help me carry things. Since he was just spacing out and not grabbing things I used some of the clear packaging tape to attach a surfboard and the guitar to him. I then led the way out of the lecture hall.

But Yoji didn't follow. I stand outside calling to him. I realize that something is wrong. He just stays inside staring straight ahead, unresponsive.

Here's where I should have had a DILD and probably would have if my subconscious hadn't made up this crappy excuse on the fly:
A professor that I know from a previous dream comes up to me and tells me that Yoji is suffering from DNA seepage. In the dream I'm calling this professor by name. He's short, old, and energetic. He tells me that DNA seepage is when a DNA sample taken in a lab is left out in the open for a long time and eventually starts to infect people in the area. He tells me a story about how a DNA sample was left outside in a dumpster. When it rained the dumpster flooded and afterwards anyone who touched the surrounding puddles suffered from DNA seepage.

The professor tells me to go to his home and that he'll take care of Yoji. He hands me a bottle of what appears to be soda but is apparently some kind of antidote. I know were he lives downtown, so I start walking there. On the way I start feeling spacey and drink some of the antidote. It makes me feel better and I keep going.

I wasn't at his home very long before the professor and Yoji arrived. Yoji was apparently better and was complaining about how the DNA had been so standard and ordinary. He was pointing at his noise which apparently looked slightly different. He was apparently wishing that he'd gotten more drastic changes in his overall appearance, something to make him look slightly more than human. I hadn't realized that the DNA seepage would change our appearances so I went to a mirror to see. Standard was fine with me; my nose had always been too wide at the top. I wondered if I was in need of more DNA seepage . . .

Me and Yoji started back for the school. I was worried that I hadn't taken enough of the antidote (I'd only had a sip), but I was more concerned about how we'd continue to go to our classes in that lecture hall. Somehow I didn't think the school would believe about DNA seepage and wouldn't clean it up.

But was DNA seepage real? I started questioning it. Maybe Yoji had just been being spacey and stupid (not too far from his normal self I supposed) and I had just imagined that I had been affected because I expected something. What did I know about this professor anyway? I'd only listened to him because I liked him. Was he reputable? He hadn't followed the scientific method . . . but he claimed to have studied DNA seepage before so he could have experimented then. But what were the chances that a tiny DNA sample is gonna spread out into the environment? I wasn't sure it was plausible. It seemed more likely to me that this was some pet theory of the professor and that he believed it because it was his, rejecting anything that would indicate otherwise while gathering "facts" to back it up.

We did continue to use the building but avoided the specific area where it had happened. We seemed to be just fine.

Originally Posted by AlexLou

The arrow girl turned out to be Yoji. I know because I was talking to someone about our secret identities afterwards.

I was a slim, bow-wielding babe from a video game?

...finally!

Originally Posted by AlexLou

Maybe Yoji had just been being spacey and stupid (not too far from his normal self I supposed) and I had just imagined that I had been affected because I expected something.

...can't deny that, I guess. :3c

Task Attempts

Yesterday
Lucid: DILD

And Today
Lucid: Technique Unknown

I started trying yesterday but I couldn't imagine myself in an appropriate scene. While asleep I wondered if I was at the right part of sleep to be trying it; maybe it was too soon after I fell asleep? Today I first tried to imagine a squirrel and failed, but I came back to the task later in the same dream and decided that it was supposed to be a rabbit. I managed to imagine a flickering, insubstantial rabbit on a city street. It went down a storm drain. I was somewhere up in the air without a body. I went straight down into the storm drain head-first and everything went black. I hadn't read the task since the beginning of the month so I guess I forgot that I had to follow the rabbit once in the hole and I thought I'd completed the task.

But in between advanced task attempts today I easily did the basic:
After giving up on the squirrel I found myself in an unfamiliar living room. My two nieces were there laying on the carpet. I sat down with them and picked up the remote. I've been trying to give more credibility to DCs lately, so I asked them if there was anything they wanted to watch. I don't think I got any direct answer out of them so I just pointed the remote (which looked exactly like my dad's remote) and hit the power button at the top, deciding to just go with whatever came on. I laughed when I looked up at the TV. It was thin and modern and looked like the same model that my dad has (some HD Sony with a plastic stand) but it was enormous, covering an entire wall of the room. It went all the way up to the celling and was far too wide to be wide-screen. As for the programming: I could tell by the logo in the lower right that it was National Geographic Channel. It seemed to be some boring documentary about how some non-commercial pilot avoided dying in a plane crash. It seemed to me like something my boyfriend would turn on while using his laptop then forget about. The narrator sounded like almost every narrator you hear and had that serious tone that they use for those kind of shows when they're trying to convey the danger of the situation. Except I noticed the narrator make up a word, kinda like a Bushism (I made a note to myself to remember the word, but I guess I dreamed too long afterwards). Throughout the rest of my dream I noticed TV noise in the background and payed attention to it. I wondered if someone was actually watching TV nearby so that I could hear it where I was sleeping.

I also dreamed at some point that I was looking at DV. I was trying to find things to read, but somehow failed to find any words at all. It was as if the words were there but I couldn't see them, like my vision was blurry. I decided that it might not be that kind of completely clear lucid where one can read and I gave up, but I thought that the layout of DV was completely accurate . . . Now that I'm awake I don't think so.


This dream must have been prophetic (no I don't really believe in prophetic dreams!)
because the next day at work I found a dead squirrel on the playground and in the afternoon the kids all got styrofoam airplane kits. After assembling the airplanes they were throwing them outside. The little planes would glide a little ways then inevitably do nose-dives and crash, often causing the styrofoam to crack. All the kids were asking me for tape. And no I don't see squirrels on a very regular basis either in my dreams or out of them.

Had this one this morning after reading about the Task of the Year yesterday!

Lucid: Unintentional WBTB + WILD (I just hit the snooze 'cuz I didn't want to get up)
Exactly 10 minutes long

I ended up on Saturn by no intent of my own and was super excited because . . . task completion! By no intention of my own I ended up on Saturn this morning after only reading about the task of the year last night and was super excited because . . . task completion! The planet was large and yellow and somehow I knew it was cold even though I couldn't feel it (Did I even know this much about Saturn?) I saw the rings, which really only looked like one massive flat ring. The ring was also yellow. I thought that the task was to see an alien on every planet, so I figured that I'd better see an alien and they appeared. They were little, chubby, and bright yellow. They looked a lot like pikmin except without the flowers/leaves sprouting out of their heads. I noticed that they had four limbs, torsos, and heads. Just like us . . . entirely unrealistic aliens I decided. They walked upside-down, meaning that they walked on their legs but oriented upside-down. So they had to walk on structures built just above the surface of the planet so that they were walking in a little gap between the ground and the structures with their feet on the structures. They also had to keep themselves from falling with their arms. I spotted one walking where there weren't any structures and to do that it had to walk on it's hands. It looked very difficult. I watched it flailing its legs desperately for balance as it walked on its hands down a slope.

Now I decide that I can probably go off and do what I want and somehow my consciousness kinda floats off the planet, and through hazy white mist I can just make out some other planets. They're each a bright color subdued by the mist. But then I wonder if I'm supposed to spend time with the alien for the task. I can't remember but I decide that I'd better 'cuz if I leave something out I'll have to do the whole thing again.

I'm instantly back on Saturn. The alien that I saw struggling to walk wants to spend time with me. It gets in a car and I feel invited to join it for a drive. It's just a regular car, and an old one at that: it's large and rectangular like cars were 40 years ago. The little alien drives. We find our way to little streets between buildings, but there are no other cars or aliens. I decide that I ought to entertain the alien by making the car fly. I wonder if this will be difficult, but pretty soon I have the car hovering above the ground. I do this a few times, bringing it back to the ground each time. Somehow I float out of the car and into the outer atmosphere. I can see the other planets clearly now. They are each a bright color in a sea of stars and mist. It's really gorgeous and I look out at it in admiration. I fly around a bit. It seems that it will be no trouble to visit all the other planets and I reflect that this task may be too easy for me. But for some reason the mist and everything ends abruptly on all four sides like in a video game level with invisible walls.

Then my alarm goes off again.

Copying and pasting posts from before I started this DJ. Just want everything in one place . . .

My very first lucid:
I was in elementary school; 4th or 5th grade, I'm not sure.

I was at my elementary school during recess and me and my two best friends were at the swing set for forth and fifth graders that's shaped like a pentagon. We each had an animal symbol above our swings. One of my friends had a blue dolphin and the other had a purple cat. Mine was an orange ape and I didn't like this because I didn't like the color orange and I didn't like apes. I walked a ways up a hill and was standing on the blacktop looking down at the playground when I realized it was a dream. And I told one of my other friends who was standing next to me, "This is a dream."

She said that it wasn't, and we started arguing back and forth the way kids do:
"Yes it is."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is."

Then I looked around for proof and everything was a bit too colorful, but what I noticed as irrefutable evidence was that the ground was pixelated and made up of repeating squares of texture like in an SNES game.

Sometime in the last 4 years.
Unintentional SP
I have a lotta strange SP experiences because I get the hallucinations. One time I passed out on the couch and entered SP. First I saw that the TV screen displayed a still of flowers even though I knew the TV was off. Then I saw Pyramidhead (a video game villain) in a closet nearby. I saw him through the wall. I just thought this was funny because the character doesn't scare me but he's supposed to be a scary character and I knew that my mind was trying to scare me but had failed. As soon as I thought this, he disappeared. Next I start to hear this booming coming from the back door. It gets louder and louder as if it's getting closer and soon it is so loud that I can hardly stand it. It also frightens me even though I realize it's imaginary, but it soon goes away. Now I think that I hear my roommate come in the house and I think that he may have sat down on the sofa next to me and started to play a video game. Although I know that it's just as likely that he isn't there I try to talk to him because at the time I wanted to be able to talk in my sleep.

Needless to say, my roommate had not come in.

These two were for lucid tasks:
2/27/08
Lucid: Brawndo!
I had tried this task twice before. The first time I didn't even dream. The second, there was nothing substantial in my lucid, it was just colors and thoughts zooming by so I decided that I had too little control and woke up.

Finally Success:
I knew I was dreaming. I was at my parents' house and my old dog was there. The one that's been dead for 7 years or so. I was delighted to see him and not at all sad because I got to say goodbye to him years ago in another lucid. He put his head in my lap while I pet him and I was surprised by how big his head was and was amazed that my sleeping mind remembered details that I thought I'd forgotten.

I remembered the tasks and went into the backyard to see if I could summon a groundhog. My mom was watering out there and it was night. Everything looked so realistic. I thought that if I was gonna have any chance at imagining a groundhog it would have to be day because the youtube videos I watched were of groundhogs on sunny summer days. I looked up at the sky and tried to turn it to day for about a sec, then gave up. I looked at the ground and tried to conjure a groundhog. But I concluded that this dream was far too realistic and as a result I was unlikely to be able to impact it with my imagination. I decided to enjoy my time with my dog.

I woke up. Or did I? I'm so confused now.

I decided to try for the task again and went back to sleep and was dreaming in the same place. Only this time, my parents' backyard was a sunny farm. I went outside and there were horses. I walked a little ways, then conjured a groundhog. I was delighted to have succeeded and decided to try to levitate him. It was so easy, he went up with his belly toward me flailing his legs. I looked at him in the air and now he had tusks. I decided that he looked like a boar and distinctly cartoonish, and for a sec I was afraid that I hadn't succeeded because it wasn't a groundhog, but I decided that it had been a groundhog before it got to about 6 feet up.

There was an animal nearby that could have been another groundhog. I addressed it: "Tell me something about myself that I don't know."

"What?!" It asked.

"Tell me something about myself that I don't know."

It didn't answer, just looked at me like I was crazy.

"Tell me something about myself that I don't know."

"Tell you something about yourself that you don't know," It said, "That doesn't make any sense . . ."

I was satisfied with this answer. Of course the question doesn't make any sense. Dream characters only know things that I already know; I'm essentially talking to myself.

I woke to go post here. I was at my parents' house. I went over to the dining room table and read the date on the paper. It was March 1st! I was too late! I decide to post anyway and went upstairs to the computer. I tried to navigate to these forums but ended up with a World of Warcraft-like window where all the characters were doing a new dance in rows. I was confused: Was this the dream forums? Did my dad leave World of Warcraft open? But if my dad did leave World of Warcraft open, why was my character online dancing? My mom had followed me upstairs and was asking me what it was. She has no clue about video games or the internet and thought this might be normal. I noticed that I was forgetting bits of what had happened before, far too rapidly for me to be conscious . . . I realized that I hadn't woken at all and finally woke for real.

I was so confused when I woke up. I've never had a false waking and took more than a sec to realize that I was still dreaming. Guess I was just too exited to go post.

3/29/08
Lucid: WBTB + WILD
I slip into one of those really vivid LDs where I can think clearly . . . and immediately I think of the tasks. I start thinking "Prove that I'm indestructible, prove that I'm indestructible . . ." And I don't have a plan, I'm just willing something to happen to me, then I remember the advanced task and I get over exited and almost wake up. But I just stay calm and still, and watch swirling images before my eyes until I fall back into sleep.

Now I'm in my bathroom and I'm looking around for an object to bring to life. I try to imagine several small things sprouting legs and walking around until I see a ceramic lovebird on the shelf above the sink. I concentrate on it and try to make it come to life. At first I think that this must be beyond my abilities: my surroundings are so realistic down to every detail and I know that I can't consciously imagine anything so realistic, so how am I going to change it? But I keep trying and I notice that something is happening. As I try to make the bird move I get dark flashes where I can't see anything, and when I see the bird again, it's head is always in a different position. And then it was down on the sink and I knew that it had flown there. And while I'm doing this I start getting tunnel vision; everything around the bird gets dark until all I can see is the bird. I try to fight this change in my vision until things switch over to 2D video game graphics like in some really old platformer (Zelda 2 comes to mind) where most of the graphics are green. I'm watching the bird run along, then it changes into an insect (an ant maybe), then a scorpion or something. I'm satisfied with this so I move on.

At this point I'm a little frighted by the pace of things because the previous part seemed to only last a few seconds but I'm also moved along by the momentum of my mind trying to get things done.

Now I see myself lying on a sofa asleep in a place that I don't know and everything is hyper realistic again. It's one of those really clean spacious houses that so many people prefer where you hire someone to clean for you and the walls, the carpet, and most everything else is cream-colored. A group of people about my age enter the room where I'm sleeping by coming down a stairway. A girl with long dark blond wavy hair walks toward me with a knife. I'm still watching from a 3rd person perspective as she stabs my sleeping self. Watching, I find this amusing because I had thought that I would dream of something happening to me in a dream, not dream of something happening to my actual body in the real world. And I'm super delighted that my subconscious thought of this because I'm totally disconnected from this body and can't feel anything at all. I watch the girl stab me a few more times and try to decide if I know her. But she is a complete stranger as are the others.

I recorded the influences for that last one (I used to do this all the time in my paper DJ):
" . . . until I see a ceramic lovebird on the shelf above the sink."
Three influences for this one:
- I just got a new pet lovebird yesterday.
- Yesterday, or maybe this morning before I took the nap in which this dream took place, I was thinking about a poem in a movie I saw a while back about a bird that's in a cage above a kitchen sink.
- When I was taking my new pet home I was thinking about how the bird had been handfed by the breeder. And I found myself wishing that I had time to do that and thinking about the last pet I owned which was a cat that I hand-fed myself since he was a newborn. Part of taking care of a newborn kitten is inducing them to go to the bathroom daily and I did this at the same sink that was in my dream.

". . . then it changes into an insect (an ant maybe) . . ."
Influence:
There's a commercial on TV that I saw the other day in which a giant termite rings a guy's doorbell and asks to use his phone. I thought that it might be an ant in the commercial at first and was mildly disturbed.

"Now I see myself lying on a sofa asleep in a place that I don't know and everything is hyper realistic again. It's one of those really clean spacious houses that so many people prefer where you hire someone to clean for you and the walls, the carpet, and most everything else is cream-colored. A group of people about my age enter the room where I'm sleeping by coming down a stairway."
Influences:
- One of my friends used to invite groups of friends over to his mom's house to hang out. But he recently moved out of his mom's house and I was thinking the other day that it's too bad that we won't be hanging out there anymore since it was spacious and had a hot tub. It wasn't his mom's house in the dream, but it was the same type of house.
- On Monday I was driving to work from a different direction than I normally do and I missed my exit. I ended up near where one of my friend's ex-girlfriends lives (I hardly ever end up that far in that direction). The stairway in the dream was much like a stairway in her house becasue it didn't go up an entire story, just up to a different level.
- Sometime within the last week I read through the end of a dream that I'd written down. In the dream I wanted to wake up and I was trying to figure out where I was sleeping because I wanted to visualize the room around me to help me wake. One of the places that I thought I could be sleeping was on my friend's sofa.

"A girl with long dark blond wavy hair walks toward me with a knife. I'm still watching from a 3rd person perspective as she stabs my sleeping self."
Influences:
- My boyfriend's little brother has hair just like the girl in my dream. The other day I was thinking about how his hair was right in between blond, brown, and red. I was thinking about how when I was little I thought that my hair was right in between the three colors, but everyone labeled mine as a red-head.
- About two years a ago my cousin was stabbed to death by a close friend. Last weekend my dad was saying something about the trial and how they'd found blood on the kid's driveway. This wasn't of huge emotional impact on me because I wasn't close to my cousin and I'm not close to his family but I did briefly think about this violence happening at someone's house.

Wow, it's amazing how much I come up with when I start to write this stuff down . . . I highly recommend it if you want to know why you dream what you do.


The following were for the lucid task in which I was supposed to ride a tsunami:
4/4/08
Lucid: WILD
Haven't done either task this month, but I had my most successful intentional WILD a couple of days ago thanks to the motivation I always knew I could WILD at will but now I'm getting needed practice, so I'm pretty excited.

Once in my dream I started to attempt the advanced. I was out floating above the ocean at night summoning the waves higher. My plan is to ride the tsunami out in the open ocean where it won't have to be so large and I'll have more control. But I got distracted and didn't finish.

4/5/08
Lucid
Another unsuccessful attempt . . .
First of all, I think that I dreamed that I WILDed (weird!). I'm not exactly sure and I'm still trying to sort out what happened, but I do know that I was dreaming beforehand. At one point I was near waking (was this my starting point?) and I was aware of my real body and the room around me. I thought that my boyfriend was moving around the room and that my eyes were partially open and rolling back in my head. I thought that he might be freaking out so I was trying to talk to him. It was dificult to move my lips, but I thought I said his name. It was very similar to SP and like in SP, I knew that my boyfriend being there could be a delusion. But I don't think I was paralyzed. I thought that I felt him get into bed next to me.

Then I either dreamed that I woke, or I did wake completely and he was where I thought he'd be in bed, but I knew that he hadn't been up at all. I asked him, "Did you hear me?" He said that he had heard me and was waiting for me to go on.

Anyway, the tsunami:
Well I thought that I was falling asleep, so I was concentrating vigorously on keeping my awareness. I was kneeling on tiles similar to the ones at my parents' house, except that I could push the tiles in like keyboard keys. I didn't think this was odd, in fact I thought that the only reason there weren't letters on them was because I was dreaming, and that I'd be able to use these in reality. There are also bird cages around from my previous dream. As soon as I'm satisfied that I'm completely asleep I start crawling forward because I think that if I get up I might lose lucidity.

I crawl a few feet and I'm at the edge of a seaside cliff. I look out at the swells turning into waves in the distance and try to make a big one. A huge one starts much further out than the others and I can already tell that it's much much bigger than any normal wave. But as it forms I decide that it's still not big enough to be a tsunami. Furthermore I need to be out in the ocean to ride it. From looking out at the sea, I turn my head so that I would see the cliff stretching away in the distance, but as I do I will the cliff not to be there. It flickers black, then moves back a few hundred feet, not as far as I wanted. It occurs to me now that I wasn't standing on anything at this point. Not that I was floating, I just didn't need anything to stand on . . .

Then I woke up. This tsunami thing is turning out to be a challenge for me.

4/6/08
Lucid: WILD
This one too was unsuccessful but I'm just so excited this week to have discovered that I can WILD on command.

I managed to get to SP (I tried to move involuntarily once but couldn't), but unlike natural SP I was not afraid, could not see the room around me, and had no hallucinations. I was a bit afraid that I'd stay in this state indefinitely, staring at the back of my eyelids until I noticed that sometimes it felt like I was moving my limbs even though I could also feel that my limbs weren't moving.

Soon I was standing on the landing at the top of my stairs looking in a mirror. I was happy to have made it to the other side and laughed and watched myself laugh. My face was correct and highly detailed and I knew that I was dreaming this because this was proposed as one of the tasks or something.

I moved to the window in the stairway and looked out at sleeping Anaheim. I passed though the window and started flying in the direction of the ocean. I was amazed at how easy it was because I've never flown before! I realize that I'll have to make the ocean closer than it is in reality if I want to get there in any reasonable time and soon I'm there. But as I look out at the waves I see trees and houses in the shallows. So I decide to imagine the real ocean beyond the houses and I move past the houses. Instead there is a huge canyon and the water is flowing into it in countless waterfalls.

I reset the scene and try to imagine myself in a huge swell. Now I'm standing on the beach during the day. The ocean is rapidly rising and I realize that soon I'll be in the middle of deep water which would be perfect.

Unfortunately I woke after that. I briefly considered going back into the dream, but I was already getting a headache from too much sleep.

4/21/08
Lucid: WBTB + WILD
I decided to go back to sleep at 8:15 and woke from the dream at 11:50. Accounting for the time that it takes me to fall asleep and the fact that I woke up toward the beginning, I figure that I was dreaming solidly for at least 2 and a half hours!? I'll skip quite a bit since it was highly sexual.

Somewhere between SP and dreaming I see my dead dog without actually turning my head to look at him. This locks me into a lucid state since I only see my dog in my dreams. I immediately try to surf with my dog. I think this is a fantastic idea because he was afraid of the ocean, but in my dreams, after his death, he can conquer his fears ( . . . dream logic). I could feel, but not see the wave beneath us.

I came out of SP with my heart pounding. I scratched my nose, then stayed still and waited.

I was in a room with a lot of DCs sitting at covered, cheap rectangular tables that were pushed together like they are at parties and such. I read on the forum that DCs say stupid things and I'm wondering if this is true, so I ask a little girl if she's stupid. She looks at her friend next to her questioningly after responding to me with something like "What?"

I ask again, "Are you stupid?" I don't think I ever got a real answer out of her but she did eventually get up and smile and I realized that she looke dexactly like a girl from the after-school program that I work at. Except that she had some features from the boy that I work with one-on-one including crooked lower teeth and a certain smoothness around the nose. I also thought that she had some other girl's eyes, but I'm not sure now because I can't remember what color her eyes were.

I noticed that there were a lot of children around and I thought it appropriate that I would dream of children since I work with them all day.

I was lucid again and in a true dream. I was thinking that I'd fly South-west to the sea again, but I spied it out of the North-facing computer room window, so I thought I'd just go that way. I flew through the window and to the body of water. I tried to make a wave and keep it frozen in time, ready to crash so that I could get on top of it, but it turned into something solid with houses on it. I decided that this was some inland body of water anyway (it wasn't very big) and moved on. I had this same thing happen to me many times, with both the solid waves and the water turning out to be small and inland or I'd come to a body of water and find that it wasn't the ocean and just move on without trying to make waves.

At one point I was in what appeared to be a bay creating a swell directly under me. When it reached a towering height I let it go and everything went black and I ended up an appropriate distance away for me to have been in the wave when it crashed. I didn't experience the crash but I could feel the swell moving below me beforehand and ended up underwater. All I can think is that my mind decided not to fill in the blank. I've been tossed around in regular waves enough to know that I don't want to tumbling around in a tsunami.

It was the first time I can remember being in water in a dream and it didn't feel wet or cold. But somehow it felt right anyway. I think that's because my movements were appropriately slowed, I naturally floated at the top, it looked blurry when I was beneath the surface, and the blurriness clung to my eyes after I emerged.

After a while I tried to fly up to get a better view and find the real ocean. I having trouble flying up, and the ground and objects on it kept matching my altitude without me ever seeing them actually rise. At one point I was trying to fly through the branches of a tree that had appeared above me. I kept getting stuck and finally simply teleported to the other side.

I was trying to make waves in a bay lined with buildings on stilts when I found myself reading a book I had found. And I was reading full sentences for the first time in a dream! I examined the words and the letters that made them up to make sure that I was actually reading them. The sentences would change when I went to re-read them. However, I can't rule out the possibility that I was filling in some blanks, especially because I had to sound out some of the longest words and may have guessed at them rather than reading real words. I read one sentence and then read it again and half of it changed. It said something about some guy proclaiming something different and he proclaimed something different the second time I read it. I looked at the bottom of the page and read the sentence "Please don't look at this." I tried to read it again but it had changed. I think that it still started with "Please" but the rest may not have made sense.

I was super excited. I teleported and was shouting at my parents, "I can read, I can read!" over and over. They didn't care and I didn't care about them since they were just DCs. I wished that I could talk in my sleep and kept shouting the same thing over and over, louder and louder, listening to the sound and wondering how I'd ever be able to talking my sleep.

I woke soon after.

Influences (only writing some of them this time):
Thinking that I might dream of work since I wrote work info in the back of my paper DJ, reading A Clash of Kings constantly, someone on DV saying that we only pick DC faces from ones we have seen (reuse features we know). Oh, and another weird thing: the girl in my dream was actually two girls at school. They were twins and there were two of them running around but I didn't realize it until after the dream.

This one was . . . strange, and embarrassing now. It was a partial lucid if there ever was one although I've never experienced anything like it before. And it was very long. I was sleeping for two hours and if felt similar in length to the other 2 and a half hour dream that I timed. I'm not sure now if I WILDed or just dreamed that I WILDed, but what I think what happened was that I WILDed, didn't realize when I'd entered the dream, and continued to try to WILD once dreaming.

Partial-Lucid (through most of it I knew that I was asleep but not that I was experiencing a dream): WBTB during nap + intentional WILD

I went to take a siesta at my parents' house after laying bricks for them, and fall asleep but I'm awakened when the cat brings a bird into the house and lets it go. When I go back to bed I decide that I'd better WILD and follow a rabbit since it's almost the end of the month. I start falling asleep very quickly and every minute or so I take note of random thoughts that threaten my lucidity and eradicate them, while at the same time mentally encouraging my body to fall into sleep. Pretty quickly I feel as though my body's heavy and think that I might be in SP, but no dreams present themselves. I'm also wondering if I can WILD any time I want. I don't try very often so I really don't know and I start to think of today's attempt as a test. Every time I clear my thoughts and try and push my body into sleep I feel something like a hot wave wash over me. And I start hearing a female voice on a recording telling me what to do like a led meditation. The voice mentions the hot waves which makes me think about how accurate the recording is (at this point I think it's a real recording). But no dreams yet, I think about how some people mentally "roll out of bed" and into dreams and I consider doing this, but I'm to scared that I'd wake up in an effort to move.

Now I dream that my mom comes in the room (but I think she's really come in the room) and I'm looking at her and try to speak to her but my tongue feels all soft and won't move. And I imagine that I must look pretty freaky and she seems rather freaked out, but leaves the room. But a while later she comes back and I actually manage to say some things, though I'm missing some syllables and my speech is start and stop. I manage to tell her that I'm lucid dreaming and experiencing sleep paralysis. She's even more freaked out now.

Somehow I start walking around. I know that I'm asleep, but I think that I'm waking around in reality, sleepwalking and sleeptalking! Most of the dream is very repeditive: I'm walking around inside and outside of the house and talking to people. My speech gets better throughout the dream. It's also apparently my brother's birthday because there's a lotta ice cream in the fridge and freezer and I'm eating it. In particular there's a scythe or something covered in vanilla ice cream and I'm eating ice cream off of it even though I know it's for my brother. But my mom doesn't get angry with me because by now she realizes that I'm in a really weird dream-state where I don't really have control of all my actions.

At some point I decide that I'd better do the task so I try to imagine a rabbit as I'm instantly in a different scene. Imagining a rabbit is really hard for me and as a result the brown rabbit was very inconsistent: anytime I saw it it would disappear repeatedly, only reappearing with some intense effort on my part. The rabbit goes down it's hole which has a vertically oriented entry in a mound of dirt. I change into a squirrel (something I decided upon before I fell asleep) and follow it. I can see the rabbit's rump ahead of me taking up the entire tunnel and blocking me from viewing what's ahead as my tiny paws flash below, me propelling me forward. At some point I loose sight of the rabbit and everything gets dark, and pretty soon I feel like I'm falling. I land in a perfectly circular cavern below and I'm human again. For some reason I think that this is a fairy den (Legend of Zelda style?) and although I'm standing on a barren patch of dirt in the middle, there are flowers of many different colors encircling me. I'm not sure, but I think that I'm probably supposed to catch the rabbit for the task so I walk into the flowers and reach down to pull the rabbit out by it's white tail. I'm not sure that I actually saw the rabbit when I pulled it out, it's more like I imagined seeing it . . . I know that doesn't make any sense, but it was like I had a vision of what I wanted to do and imagined how it would be and then when I did it I didn't actually see the rabbit. But the rabbit was a really unstable forced imagining anyway . . .

Since I'm done with the task I'm back in my parents' house again and I feel like I might as well wake up, but I don't seem able to after some brief effort. I wonder if I already am awake, but a certain fuzzy feeling in my perceptions and thoughts tells me that I'm asleep even though I don't think my surroundings are a dream. I'm also wondering why I'm dreaming about walking around the house and talking to my parents when I've had lucids in the past that were so interesting. Why aren't I flying? And suddenly I realize that my mind just isn't in that high of a state of lucidity for me to do that kind of advanced stuff. I realize that my mind is too hazy from sleep and isn't working properly.

I want to wake up so I decide to see if anyone's on DV chat so I can ask them for advice. As I open the browser on my dad's Mac I realize that no one will believe me if I tell them that I'm currently in a lucid dream. I check the way that everything feels again to make sure that I am in fact asleep, then I decide to try to wake again before I seek advice. I concentrate and am soon put in contact with my physical body which is still tired and resists my efforts. But I prevail and begin to move to shake off the dregs of SP.




I guess that I rely on how I feel to determine that I'm asleep, rather than looking at the realism of my surroundings to determine that I'm experiencing a dream. In this case I didn't have the capacity for logic to conclude that sleep=dream which is how I was able to make such a blatant mistake. I should really take people coming into a room where I'm sleeping as a dream sign. Except for my boyfriend people don't come into where I'm sleeping . . .

Lucid: Technique Unknown

I intentionally envisioned the Martian surface before me. I didn't have a body, I was just an observer. The sky was black and full of stars. The surface of the planet was orange-red, composed of sand and pebbles and as it stretched out flat in all directions it faded off into darkness. Only the area directly in front of me was illuminated, as if by an artificial light that wasn't there.

I wanted to go back in time to see oceans on Mars and then go forward again to see the water evaporate and freeze. As I thought this several small volcanoes sprouted up around me and started spewing bright red liquid. Suddenly everything was bright and illuminated and I "felt" the cold around me dissolve into warmth. I realized that I was looking back in time at when Mars was full of volcanic activity.


After I woke up I did go back to sleep and go to Mars again, but it was very brief, only long enough for me to look at the surface and think about the things that I might want to see like the "canals" and the "face". I woke in a panic to the sound of the street sweeper outside.


By the way, awesome dream yesterday in which I was launched into space without a spacesuit but didn't care because I knew I could do anything in my dreams. I actually wanted to see the reactions of the DCs. I had lots a fun in zero gravity but most of it isn't appropriate for public view. I also did the task of the month before being launched into space:

Lucid: Unknown Technique

It actually took me a minute to remember that I'd done the advanced task with all the interesting stuff that happened in my dream afterwards. I was caught up in some interesting plot and some DC was talking to me, when I thought, "Oh, fireworks!" I kinda paused the DC and looked down at my palms (I think that left and right may have been switched). Tiny twin fireworks sprouted from my hands and around halfway to my face they burst. They weren't bright, instead they were dark in color, made up of maroon and navy blue or something similar. I turned my attention back to the DC and thought about how I'd have to report to you guys that the task was such a short intermission in my dream.