I chained a bunch of lucid dreams this morning, maybe 5-10. I don't have a lot of continuity so they don't make much too much sense, but it was cool to do. I would go back out and come back in, concentrating on the previous dream, staying very very still. And then I would reach that critical point where I would totally lose my body.

The first one I remember was I was with a friend, in a garden or forest. There were red berries and we ate some. Then we felt like we are overcome with tiredness, sleepiness. We collapse. We dream. I remind myself that what's coming next is a dream. I try some blue berries. I try some purple berries. They have different effects. Cool to eat them and see them just as if I was eating them in waking life.

I remember during this long adventure, which I'll just share snippets of, I remember a fence, and an old black guy walking up. Beside me to the left was a guy with long brown hair. He was white but it was hard to tell through the hair. My friend was walking up on the left, down below this fence. The white guy and I were on this balcony type thing. I asked the black guy if he was my spirit guide. He looks at the white guy with long hair next to me. I ask my friend if he's my spirit guide. I stretch my arm (literally making it lengthen) down to the black guy and have weird sensations of feeling as I touch his face and my friend makes a comment about how it's his face.

Throughout the dream I remember it collapsing and reemerging based on what I expected to happen. I'm learning how to control to expect that it will continue. I expect the dream to continue.

I remember at one point being in a room, a big room. I saw a head and I named this head. I was in a video game, shooting people, acting as if I was playing CounterStrike Source, acting as if I had an aimbot. So I'd play and as soon as I saw them I would aim for the head. The head floats and I name it. I ask it who it is and he says he's related to me. I remember turning him sideways and spinning him, crafting him. I would ask him things and I remember him saying that he didn't know the answers.

I remember as I was awakening, I was like Oh, I'll remember all this, I don't need to record it. And yet even now I can't remember a lot of it. It's the broken chains, I find it hard to go from one to the next. But I did a lot better on sustaining the dream world, and a lot better on being completely still and reentering the dream world, over and over and over.

I remember thinking I was WILDing, and I remember feeling my body almost fly up and pop out of my body. I remember flying a number of times. I remember that I woke up in the same position that I went to sleep in, laying on my back. I remember asking Who am I, what am I, but I don't remember the answer. I remember having a false awakening and trying to record and I couldn't get it to record properly, every time I would hit New it would record over the old track. It was very messed up.

It was a very interesting series of dreams because I was with people a lot of the time.