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I have wanted to have a Game of Thrones lucid with a few weeks so the other night I was dreaming that I was in the cellar of a castle with a weird group of people and we were trying to figure out who in the group was lying about something. One guy got up to leave and caught my hand to shake hands and then walked out the door but his hand was still in mine with his arm stretched out like stretch armstrong. One of the other guys, who by now I had realised were the Kings council, laughed and said 'You know your dreaming, arms cant stretch like that' I then became lucid and got really excited that I was having my Game of Thrones lucid, too excited because I woke up (at least I think I did, maybe a false awakening ?)

I got up, had a drink of water and used the bathroom then lay back down in bed. Within a minute or two I felt strong vibrations and tried the rope method which didn't work so I reached out and asked for help getting out but pulled back in freaked out at the thought of feeling a hand catch mine. I then heard footsteps cross my bedroom floor but ignored them and floated out of my body. I landed by my dresser and felt along it, touching things that are actually on it. I told myself that i'd open my bedroom door and there would be a castle at the other side, opened my door to pitch black so closed it again. Looked over at my window and seen there was something going on outside. When I stood up on my windowsill it was if I was standing on the upper tier of a sports stadium, there were people sitting right beside my window and all the way down the stands in front of me. I caught an overhead cable and swung out over the stadium. I got awful vertigo it was so realistic. I could see a game going on on the pitch and when I swung to the other side I could see run down buildings outside the stadium where two guys were fighting, one had the other in a headlock with his shirt torn up his back. I got freaked out about landing and ended up back in bed again (maybe another false awakening)

I exited again and touched things in my room, this time it wasn't as it is in reality. There was a row of really old fashioned dolls on my dresser with that really short wiry curly hair, they felt creepy. There was an Irish flag hanging up so I took it down and put it around my shoulders and tried to visualise the stadium again and told myself that is where i'll be when I open my bedroom door, opened my bedroom door and this black silhouette of a sprite like thing, all thin, tall and pointy ran up the stairs two at a time and darted into my daughters room. It was so light on its feet and made these light little footsteps, freaked out of my mind I slammed the door and dived back into my body wiggled my fingers and toes and woke up. I ran downstairs and grabbed a pencil and the nearest book (which happened to be the time travellers wife) and scribbled it all down. Checked the time it was 4.30am and wrote that down too.

I had such a lazy day on Sunday, lounging around reading and catnapping that come Sunday night I was too well rested to sleep properly and tossed and turned all night.

At around 5am I sat up and took a drink of water and lay back down and closed my eyes. Within about a min I was vibrating. I tried rolling out and after a couple of seconds blasted backwards out of my body, though my bedroom wall behind me and out through my neighbours roof. It was the most unbelievable feeling I have ever felt. It was like an enormous air blaster was shooting me in to space, I felt every sensation like I was on a backwards rollercoaster. I could see debris from where I came through my neighbours roof. I know I did a bit of flying after this but it's not as clear as the start.

I woke up thinking jeez prisoners should really practice lding and astral projection, it would definitely be a cool kind of freedom.

I haven't tried to ld or try any techniques to obe for about a week because I felt so tired and looked like shite in the mornings when I was obsessing about it so this morning when I started to wake at about 6am I wasn't planing to ld but when I did begin to wake I began the rocking over and back technique and felt myself seperate. I got up very easily and sat on the edge of my bed. I looked around my room but could only see fragments so went straight to examining my hands. They came into focus quite easily and I think I tried to touch other things in my room.

I remember flying and thinking to myself 'you need to have a plan, try looking in a mirror' but totally dismissed this idea as I was enjoying flying way too much I thought 'right I need to have a destination Ibiza' (don't know where that came from i've no desire to go to Ibiza)

My next memory is flying over these tracks that could be unused railway tracks, through mountains and arriving at a resort that was more saloons rather than bars, a small town of wooden structures but bustling and lively. I spoke to a guy with long curly hair that wanted me to stay around but I thought to myself no i'm going to lose this and wake up so had to do the hand examination again to regain clarity and continued flying. At one point I told myself to wake up and start writing incase I forgot it all but thought 'no way am I waking up, this is too fantastic, i'll risk forgetting to continue on this journey' and I know i've forgotten a lot of it but meh the experience took priority

I went to sleep last night at 1.35am, my first dream, I was in a town about 30 miles from here and the people that live there were making some sort of cheese like food with a plant chopped into it and then pressing it into shells and handing it out. A few of us were worried that they didn't know what the plant was and we'd be poisoned. Thats all I recall there.

The second dream I was much younger (around 20 im 38 now) and I was working in a bar when the owner came in with new uniforms and we all began trying on different sizes, I was surprised when a small size fit and it was then I became aware that I was my 20yr old self.

Then a row of government officials marched past the bar and we all became aware that we were to be locked in our homes and that nobody was allowed to leave without an official. I devised a plan to fool an official into taking me out so I could help people escape but others were strongly against it saying I would get us all killed. I said 'Don't you realise they are planning on killing us, we're dead anyway!

I went out on a corridor thing and opened a window to have a cigarette, somebody was with me but went to the bathroom first and then joined me for a cigarette and to plan some sort of escape. It was madonna When she walked out of the bathroom, I almost laughed, I said you fool, your dreaming. So madonna disappears and theres just dark, I try to look at my hands but nothing, then I slip into a dream that I have a drink in my hand with a straw and that somebody behind me is thirsty and I reach over my shoulder with the straw held out. I hear a tearing sound and think to myself, you don't have a drink you're dreaming now try to continue seperating but i'm at a standstill. I can't move and feel as if my body is locked so just try to recall as much of the dream as possible for a few minutes. I wake, it's 4.05am, write down everything I remember, have a drink of water and go back to sleep at 4.17am and sleep very soundly until morning.

It actually wasn't until just now when I was writing this that I realised in both dreams I thought I was going to die.

I felt disappointed last night that I hadn't gained enough lucidity but actually i'm happy with my recall as normally I would only ever remember the last dream I had and not with a lot of clarity so this is a good stepping stone

Hi Guys,

I got to the vibrating stage many times but didn't know what it was and got freaked out but when it happened the other night decided to get past the scary feeling and go with it. I felt a bubble leaving my body and pushed against it, I can't remember an awful lot about what happened after that besides flying over a bridge, and then over black snowcapped mountains. I can see this aerial view of the bridge and mountains like photographs in my mind.

I described the bridge to my sister (two posts with a swoop in the middle and a row of yellow spotlights on either side and lots of lines slanting, it glowed yellow) and we started googling. A pic of the Boston bridge came up and it had a swoop like the one I had seen and I thought that must be it until I came to a pic of the golden gate bridge and was absolutely postive that that was the bridge. I'm sure I have seen this bridge in a film but I have no idea where the heck I got this aerial view clip of flying over this bridge, baffled is not the word. All I know is I woke up feeling on top of the world. I still have the euphoric feeling.