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I've had my 8th lucid dream yesterday. I've written it below. My dream journal starts here! I will also post anything from non-lucid dreams to nightmares with my interpretations of them in their respected categories.

The Dream World of Beauty

I "woke up" standing outside my current school. It seemed like there were a graduation party, so I stepped inside. The lights were out, and people were dancing. I walked into a secret room, where some of my friends where. The dreamscape had been rather clear from the start. Out of response, I looked at my right dream hand, as I use as reality check. I was right; 9 fingers instead of 5!

The dreamscape did not become any clearer by this. I kept myself calmed down, and started to walk out. I had suddenly walked out of my house, and stood in daylight outside of it. My first challenge was to teleport to some place I had watched a photo of. I closed my dream eyes, and felt myself wanting to teleport. Instead, I could feel the cold water going up to my knees. I opened my eyes, and stood inside a small lake from the place I had imagined. Instead of being there, the place had been placed right beside my house and the area I live in. Lava was pouring into the water, making realistic red sparks flying everywhere. I am a bit afraid of dark lakes, so without panicking, I pushed myself up on a rock, and jumped down from it. The mountains and the lake had dissapeared.

My next challenge was to change the skies. I asked for a planet to be seen in the daylight skies, but was unable to make something out of it. Instead, I asked for a galaxy. The skies started to swirl a bit, but it was not enough to make a spiral galaxy. I stated in a very rough and demanding voice: "CHANGE FROM DAY TO NIGHT, NOW". The dreamscape slowly faded from day to night, and I once more demanded it to stop right before the sun settled. It was dark. I saw a dream figure, and decided that I wanted to morph it into Jennifer Lawrence from The Hunger Games. I closed my eyes, but when I opened it, she was transformed to a person I had never seen before. I tried two times more, but without luck. Instead, the dream character had become pretty beautiful. I slowly walked over to it (her), and wanted to see how real the dream character felt. I slowly hugged her, and placed a kiss on her cheek. It actually felt pretty real.

As a result, instead of morphing, I wanted to summon. Returning back into my house, I really concentrated hard on summoning Dumbledore. He suddenly popped out of nowhere, and was starting to talk to me in a fine manner. I simply walked up to him, grabbed his wand out of his hands and said: "Give me that!". He seemed pretty sad, and I became a bit dissapointed when I saw the wand was broken. I demanded him to grant me a new one, and he did. I placed the wand on my forehead, and started to pull out a memory from my head. I coud literally feel the pressure on my skull, from where the memory was coming out from. I looked at it, as it shined in my hand.

I returned outside, and went to the last place again where I had tried to morph the dream character. I was starting to feel anxious, as the dream had felt extremely long. It felt like 15 minutes, and I was starting to believe that I might never get out. So I closed my dream eyes, and started to feel my leg return to the real life position. I could feel the sleep paralysis on my body as I transitioned from dream to waking life, and when I completely woke up, I was able to move.

We're one month into our Lucid comback and I must say, I wouldn't want to live without lucidity anymore. Really the world must be so dull without the promise of complete freedom if you work for it. Anyway, This morning I woke up around 06:00 and remembered 3 dreams, however I decided to sacrifise these dreams in for a WILD attempt. Upon awakening I had a new dream though the first 3 are lost in the depths of time...

1. Failed suprise

I'm in math class and the bell goes, I get up and walk out. Outside the room I walk along the long hallways and I wonder "Where is my next class?", I walk around for 10 minutes I think, then I enter a hallway with benches in the middle of it, teachers sitting at them correcting the exams. One of them looks at me like I shouldn't be there but I just walk passed them, then I know where I have to be. I have geography now! I quickly walk down the hall until I stand infront of the door. I put on sunglasses because I thought this would distract the teacher from the fact that I'm too late, but as I open the door she seems quiet annoyed and doesn't say a lot. There's some goodbye-party going on and the tables are placed in little groups. There aren't any places free except the table close by the door, I take a seat and look at some of the snacks in the middle. I don't take any and look around, I see my friends sitting at another group but I don't feel the need to go to them. Then the door opens and 2 more students walk in, I thought "Well, atleast I'm not the last one." Then I woke up.

I will now read all my dreams again, look for dreamsigns and more...

So i have had 3 semi lucid dreams now this one was my 2nd most lucid dream i was at a music festival but it was at my school canteen??? i was with some people i don't remember the face off i was on my phone and i look at the time i cant really remember the exact number but it was 3 and a b in it i thought wtf a started to play flappy bird then it kind of faded and i was back at the home screen i remember looking at the time over and over again and it was changing i knew i was lucid the crowd and the grandstand had disappeared now and i walked out side of my school and i felt the dream slipping stared at the ground and turn a few times it was weird i was dizzy from this and stumbling all of a sudden i was at my primary school's library with a few mates it also had a mixture of my current school's library it i remember bouncing on some super bouncy bean bags then i woke up... this was a great experience so many questions when i woke up but i tried to go to sleep again to jump back in

June 30, 2014

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orange text = lucid

Closed for Construction

It was Monday morning, and I was going about my business in the classes; it was almost break time. We were learning more about running records in my Teaching Literacy class. The teacher called for a break, and I scurried on over to a shop in a neighboring building, where I've been getting my mountain dew and coke lately. I opened the door, which was strange, as the door was usually propped open, and instead of the shop, there were three desks; they were strewn all over the place, not lining up with the walls or with each other. It was then that I remembered the sign I'd seen on Friday, saying that the shop would be closed starting Monday for construction (this sign was actually there, and the shop actually was closed today).

There was a construction worker sitting at one of the desks, and at the two other desks were the two women I've seen at the register. The one I've seen most often looked up at me and asked me if she could help me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. The shop was going to be closed starting today, wasn't it...?!" I excused myself and left, embarrassed.



Daleks and Cylons

I was on a college campus that was basically a mixture of my campus, my little brother's campus, and my old high school's grounds (and holy cow, I've dreamed of this place before, too...! I remember now where the library was and even the same courtyard I was now in). I was going to meet my little brother there, because he was going to show me where he spent his days. I saw him, waved him over, and he took me to one of the buildings, though I can't really remember which one it was. We talked about something, but I forgot what.


I woke up the next morning and started to get ready for school. I was in my old bedroom, but it's slightly larger feeling, and the bed I had years and years ago was still in there. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, ate a bowl of cereal, and was in the process of packing up my backpack when I realized I needed to get something from the car. I went out to the garage, and rummaged around in the car (it was my dad's olllllld red Honda, which we got rid of 2 years ago) until I found whatever it was (I can't remember what), and then my mom came out saying we needed to leave NOW NOW or she would be late for work.

"But I'm not ready yet...! All my stuff is inside!"

"Well go get it!"

I didn't think much, and ran inside to get my bag, which I hadn't finished packing yet. I plopped down in the car, and asked mom if we could hold up for a sec, because I didn't have all my stuff. "No time to waste, we need to go now."

"Why can't I just drive the van on my own?"

"Erik needs it because he has to stay late today."

"I honestly don't mind waiting up for him at school...!"

But we had already pulled out of the driveway. I made one of those longing motions for the retreating house behind me and the things I had left there. We had turned onto the street my old high school was on, except that it was much, much longer and in general larger-scale than it is IRL. I suddenly realized one of the things I'd forgotten was my wallet. I checked my pocket, and found that my debit card was in it, but a load of good that would do me at school. "Come on, mom, I don't have my wallet. I need that."

But she didn't say anything, and we came to a road block where Daleks and Cylons [[ Centurions and human models ]] were asking to see my mom's ID (Daleks and Cylons comprised the police force here. I remember feeling a slightly defiant acceptance toward them. The way you'd feel if you were secretly a rebel, but wanted to appear normal to get past the checkpoint)

"Ma'am can we see your ID?" Mom handed it over. The Cylon looked through the car at me, in the passenger's seat. "Does she have one, too?"

"I do, but I left it at home," I said, glaring at my mom.

The Cylon eyed me, then my mom, and then a Dalek that was looking through the passenger window right at me (it was uber creepy).

They waved us on, and as mom pulled back onto our course, I suddenly realize: Cylons and Daleks... those are from two different series...! I looked down at my hands: My left was completely normal, but when I looked at my right hand, there was an extra thumb. I blinked, wondering if it was just my eyes playing a trick on me, because it all seemed way too real to be a dream. But the extra thumb was still there, and I was dreaming!

I still wasn't totally totally convinced, and so I didn't want to do anything that would cause my death or my mom's death just in case, so I tried to reason with her using my real world logic:

"Look, mom, I don't have my ID or my school card. I won't even be able to get into the school!"

But she wasn't budging, and so I though, Fuck this shit, I'm waking up.

And so I woke up. I was back in my bedroom, and a large office printer in the corner was beeping and whirring, alerting me that the Cylons and Daleks were running a search on my name. I sniggered at my cunning in getting out of that dream, and proceeded to rush into the living room, telling my dad and brother, who were just getting up, "You guys wouldn't remember, since it was a dream, but I just woke up from it."

And then my real alarm went off and woke me up. It scared the shit out of me and I jumped at least a foot off my bed.

Double false awakening and Lucid FAIL lol.

Hey guys, I still exist! I meant to write this dream down in the morning, but whatever. Better late than never, right?

The dream I remember best from last night took place in an airport. I'd arrived at an airport where I had to change planes to catch a flight back home. When I asked about catching my next flight, I was informed that the plane I needed to board next would be at an airport in New Cameron. I asked where that was, and the guy I asked showed it to me on a map - I was on that biggest main island of New Zealand, and New Cameron was a small island not too far off the mainland. I asked him how long it would take me to get from the airport to New Cameron, and he told me it would take about an hour, which was bad news for me because I had to board that flight in half an hour. I started desperately wondering if I could manage to get a different flight back home from the airport where I currently was and thought I'd have to call my parents and let them know I'd be coming home on a different flight.

I woke up and, out of curiosity, went online to look up New Cameron to see if it was a real place and found out that it does exist but not in the same exact location as in the dream - then I woke up and realized that I'd only looked it up in another dream.

I fell asleep again, and, in the next dream, I was a Pikachu with a human form, and I had to find books in an old library about using electric-type attacks. I don't remember that dream very well.

After that dream, I woke up for real, told my mom about the New Cameron dream, and went online to look up (for real this time) if New Cameron was an actual place in New Zealand. Turns out (unsurprisingly) it isn't; the closest I could find was a New Cameron Street in Australia.

No dream, woke up thinking about naruto characters fighting, I also remember tenten throwing knives perfectly to hit the targets into the middle, I had asked her about something and she was explaining the answer to me but I just couldn't hold my awareness onto it, this was more like a HH because it seemed like it was on a movie screen

I was at a lake with kids from my high school and a buddy of mine, named Dylan was there, every one was jumping in the lake and having fun, but then I went somewhere else and came back, but by the time I got back to swim with everyone, everyone was already leaving, then I found my self leaving and arriving in a bath, but again I got up to go somewhere, then I came back, and when I was coming back I went threw a locker room because the bath was even farther in the locker room, and all the girls where changing and I recognized one as a hot friend in high school and I started to feel nervous, but then we talked a little bit and I saw that she kept changing even though I was right here so I decided that I would continue to take my cloth off as well, I looked over and saw my old friend naked from behind and she was quite nice looking, and for some reason I had started to notice more that I was naked so I went for my underwear but I wanted to keep an eye on all the girls in the room because I knew this might never happen again, but by the time I had looked over she had already got on her underwear and braw and continued to leave the room, and I went back to inside the locker room again but I had noticed they all had underwear and bras on, however I wasn't sure if they were dressing up or down, but as I was paying attention, I did notice they were dressing up, I was on the ground with my arms behind me just enjoying the sight until I looked over and saw a fat chick getting undressed right next to me, but then as I really began to notice it was dillan, but still pretty nasty

I was at an old house in its basement and in between a couple of rooms was a wall, but there was a big hole there ,easy for even tall people to walk threw, so I walked threw it and it was a long dirt road that went along a side of a barren mt. Looking hill and as I looked off the steep side i could see an entire city right before me as if a ghost town had been left down here because there were no other people around and it was super dark, but some how I could see in the dark

I was at Disneyland walking to the top of a mt. Where people slid down like a water slide, some had tubes others didn't have anything.

Dream 1


I'm in the living room of a house with my dad. An old friend K and his long-haired friend are coming over with guns. At first I think he is kidding but now I know he really wants to shoot me. I quickly get up, lock the front door, and run to the garage. My dad is just sitting there. In the garage I find a dirty shotgun. I look for ammo, but only find two shells already in the gun. I lock the garage door and get back in the house. I hide behind a green reclining chair.
K and the other guy are at the front door; K looks in through the window on the door, and the other guy looks in through a window next to the door. They start shooting at me. If I try to move to either side I will be exposed. Part of me doesn't want to damage the house, but I move to the right and fire a round into the front door. I get up and run away - I need to find a pistol. I find one and load a clip with about ten tiny bullets.
I'm outside and see K. We fire at eachother. My bullets slowly fly through the air, they are red and circular and going everywhere besides where they should be going. I can't hear his rifle going off but I know that is. And I am not getting hit, even though there is no way he can be missing.


Dream 2


My dad and I have tickets for Jack Johnson. At this venue, there are rows of seats and there are tables around the seats. Our seats are the best you can get at the tables. I'm sitting in the wrong chair, but I don't care because I have a good view, and no one else is showing up anyway. Jack starts playing. Now, I find myself up on the stage at a drum set. I am playing along with a blonde woman who is at another drum set; what we are playing is simple. I look at Jack and a man is taking away his microphone, mid-song. Everyone claps.
Now, I am beside the stage, helping to set up for another event. I see some political cartoon. It is of a chicken who says he is making a claim and that he accepts that the burden of proof is on him. There is a door that says 'burden of proof' and it is closing on the chicken. He slips his fingers in to stop it, and slides through the door. I laugh.

i was singing in some nice place and i was singing "i like big butts" but it was my own lyrics and i could basically rap the whole song, also a female anime character was there watching me and i felt like this is pretty peculiar to be seeing a cartoon character in reality, but there she was all the same.

i was walking along a boardwalk that looked like it was next to the ocean and one of my friends ex girl friends was standing at the end of the board walk and when i saw her i felt almost relieved and she came over and hugged me as if we were in a relationship.

i was in the basement of an old house i used to live in and i saw that my parents finally got me a dirt bike which i've wanted since i was a kid, but it wasnt the exact type i wanted and i felt super bummed out because i knew this was a once in a lifetime gift and it was the wrong model, but i was still happy to have a dirt bike so i could ride with my friends

In the first memorable dream, I saw great crowds of people. It was as if a combination of the Purge (viking men) and World War Z (women). The 2 sides were fiercely fighting it out, moving like rivers of people up and down a mountain side and throughout the country.
Then the view focuses on a group of 3-4 people. I'm one of the men. We're barricading ourselves under ground until the 2 factions kill each other off. My friend goes to close the hatch when I see a small crack in the wall. Then I see hands as a Viking pulls the whole open enough to step inside (from outside ) We're having a standoff when he finally tells me he wants my son because he rapped the Viking's daughter. I tell him that's not possible but- turns out (after much posturing and threats with his poisoned blade)- it did happen.

Then the dream changes and I'm me and it's the police or probation coming to take my eldest son away. He and a friend raped a 13 year old girl. I denied it at first, then my son admitted and I smacked him over the head, called him an idiot and a disgrace and told the law people to do what they must. I was still concerned about my son though and talked at length with the law people.
Can't remember if that dream developed any further.

But I woke up and wondered if I should tell my son the dream... then really woke up, rolled over, and fell back to sleep.

Then I was having a flying dream. I ended up in a building where I made off with a cherry pie. There was a military function going on that I didn't know about and someone offered it, thinking I was a guest. I was still flying and making a general fool of myself as I tried avoiding the strange overhead lights. Then I saw my dad. I merely nodded at him then hurried outside.

I woke and told my mom of the silly dream. She took my phone to call my dad and tell him... only to find out he had died.
I went back to my room and Miley was in front of my computer even though I had just left the room, so I yelled at her. When she stormed out of my room, my mom yelled at her about some mess that Miley denied making (but everyone knew she had). I was still wondering if I should tell my eldest my dream of him, but a weird noise kept distracting me.

It was my dog, vigorously shaking her head and I finally woke for real. At least I think I'm awake But it's too early for me to be up, so I'm going back to bed...

So the dream begins rather normally. I am observing a dream character who drives a forklift in some kind of shipping dock near the ocean. He looks something like Marcus. He then spots another dream character who looks like some kind of thug that has breached the area. The thug approaches him.
'Hey, you're not supposed to be here!'
'Who are you to tell me what to do?!'
'Well, I work here. Get out!'
The thug pulls a handgun out of his jacket. He tells Marcus to get out of the forklift and puts his hands in the air. He gets out of the forklift, and puts his hands up. He has a small knife on his vest that is used for opening packages, but now he is looking to throw it to take out the thug. The thug warns him not to try anything funny with the knife.
The scene pauses.
Then, and I'm not joking here. What sounded like Morgan Freeman's voice comes in and explains that he is a fourth dimensional creature. He asks if I am familiar with the fourth dimension.
I have no body, I am just a consciousness. I tell him that I am a third dimensional creature but that I visualize the fourth dimension as a bunch of three dimensional slices stacked over one another in some mystery direction.
The Morgan Freeman consciousness then tells me what he is about to do. There are two scenarios playing out in three dimensions here. In one, the worker will attempt to throw his knife at the thug, and be shot. The knife will then hit the thug between the eyes killing him as well. In the other, he will surrender to the thug, and both of them will live. But he is going to create a bit of a disconnect and cause the knife to exist across the fourth dimension.
Now I witness the third outcome. In this reality the knife is bound to the reality where he throws it, but the reality that it's taking place in is the one where he surrenders. So in this reality, the knife slides out of the sheath on his vest seemingly on it's own; the worker has his hands in the air. The worker looks surprised at how the knife flies foreword and kills the thug on its own. The thug does not suspect this and cannot fire before he is killed. But what he (the worker) fails to realize was that he did that in another dimension.
An interesting story.

I am in a small room. I am no longer a floating consciousness and have full control over my body. It feels like a classroom or detention room in my high school. I have the knife now. I have gotten in trouble for 'bringing' a knife to school and the police have been called. Everyone has fled the area as they believe I am a threat. But I mean no harm to anyone and am unsure of how I acquired the knife.
I have to make myself look as peaceful as possible. I place the knives (there were actually two copies of the knife from the fourth dimension story) in front of me and take on a meditative position. I become lucid several moments later.
A pair of police officers break in. I stand up and calmly tell them that I mean them no harm, and that I must explain the situation. One of the police officers fires a taser at me. I grab the prongs out of the air, and pull the device from his hand on the other end. The officer looks on in shock as the other pulls a handgun from his belt. He fires on me three times. All of the bullets fall off my body and onto the floor. Curious, I hold up my hands and allow the police handcuff me and take me to court.
The dream skips ahead to a court. I have my charges read (possession of a weapon in public school) and that should I be found guilty I get ten years in the slammer. I stand up, break the handcuffs off of my wrists and begin speaking.
"Now if you would all listen with an open mind, you would understand. You are all simply a part of my dream. What is happening here is completely irrelevant..."
I wake up.