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Journal Entry Lucid #14 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I woke up at 12:50 and watched a movie, Waking Life, now my favorite movie. I have watched it 3x now and every time I notice something unique about the movie. I watched it until the point in which he talks to the biker guy in the bar, (not to include any spoilers). Since my dream recall went back up since I started meditating, I was desperate for a LD. I realized that it is the end of the week. My heart ached for a LD. I know that most of my other LDs were when I was in between longing and serenity. Where I had my intention but my intention did not make me anxious. I listened to some music that I enjoyed. I tried relaxing it took a while. I then let my imagination take over as I kept telling myself the next thing I will see is a dream.

Dream fragment 2 from 3:20am-5:00am"":
The dream was interesting, I was in church and I said hi to some guy. I thought I knew him, but I didn't. I see the kids from church running as usual. This guy was telling them about LD. One child believed it and got into trouble. Then I was on the internet, watching some show on youtube. I found this clip of teens, supposedly uncontrollable teens. I am now an observer no longer on a computer. The teens were acting wild they tried to act like they were adults. They were kissing very sexually while holding each other. I then saw a girl and a guy have sex like in the movie scene where you don't actually see it but it is implied. I see the girl and the guy behind her. I then float my eyes to a different room. As I was doing this the dad walks up to me like I am the camera. He said, "do you know what my daughters told me? My daughter told me THAT THEY WOULD PLAY WITH THEMSELVES UNTIL THEY WENT TO BED, they claim they have a sleeping problem". He shakes his head and walks away. I see two girls sitting in the room with their hands inside their pants or in each other pants. Then one girl wrestle with the other. The cover goes over them this served as a transition like the movie.

I am still a spectator, I am in a cartoony environment. It was a tale about the emotion "anger" represented by some big bluish monster. The cartoon's theme was blue and purple which glowed in color. The voice was talking a lot and as he did the environment along with what is happening changed. I don't remember it clearly but I remember the voice say, "...it was in everyone of us..." The voice kept going. I was in awe by the whole experience not understanding what I was experiencing. I paid attention to the details while being in the dream. I woke up, I had the hardest time walking. I thought wow trippy dream, and now I feel trippy too. It felt like my legs was ahead and too slow when I wanted it to do something. I walked into the bathroom, it was dark as if someone replaced the lights with candles. I started peeing inside of a bucket. I thought oh crap I peed in the wrong place. I thought about it all and I thought I could still be in the dream. I did a nose plug. I could breath. I did it again, I still could breath.

I became lucid. I walked out of the bathroom and realized that I wasn't wearing any cloth but a boxer. I thought ah the clothes will spawn later. I see my sister's friend watching me weird. I also see my grandmother putting on her shoe to leave. I went to her room. I did a nose plug check, I still could breath. I started rubbing my hands then I looked at my hands it was blurry and had no real form. It floated all over the place. I went out of grandma's room. I then looked around everything else was spot on. I then lifted my hands and began to fly. I put had down and I gently went down. I knew what I wanted to do, I saw the blue sky when I looked through the back door. I wanted to fly to the clouds. I walked through the front door. I wanted the front door to serve as a portal. The moment I got close to the front door I became anxious and I could feel heart racing for some reason. I thought man I am going to wake up I woke up and I laid there. I was pleased with the LD even though it was short. I didn't move that much
I woke up and started walking around the house unsuspectingly. I was in the dinning room. I was talking to my grandmother. As I was doing that I lifted my hands and my sister's friend got lifted off the ground. Time froze my body was frozen but I was not. She was frozen. I then went to my grandmother, she showed up a picture of my first dream I had today. It was about a women I was talking to. She had a bizarre look. My grandmother said, "look at her face that should have made you lucid, and now this". I looked at it and realized it is a dream.

I was so grateful. I walked into grandmothers room and I saw a man sleeping there. I was rubbing my hands to enhance the quality of the dream. I started noticing him in more detail. I saw that he had a brown hair, beard, and blue eyes. He looked confused. I was confused why he was in my grandmother's room. I thought this might be the weird logic of dreams, maybe that is my grandmother. I was grateful for my actual grandmother making me lucid that I told him I love him. He looked shocked at first then passive to it. I walked out. I see my grandmother and my father in the dinning room. My grandmother was on far left, closest to the backdoor, and my father was on the right of the table. As I was walking out I told my grandmother willingly in my language, "I love you". I wanted to see how I envision my house to look like in my dream. When I walked out I touched the wall. They were very smooth. The wall of the house was circular which didn't represent my house at all.

I then realized that I could fly. I started flying with my hands raised up to my mid section as if I was using telekinesis. I told myself I wanted to fly without the use of my hands. While in mid flight I lowered my hands and started rubbing them together to get a vivid experience. I stayed up. With pure will power I started to fly any direction I want. I saw my backyard and it had a tennis court. I think also a swimming pool. I turn around and noticed that my house was located next to my school. I flew just a little bit and landed. I touched the ground and felt the cold floor. I thought I must not be wearing shoes. I felt every pressure that I applied. The school looked some what like it did when there was no construction crew around. I see students holding books walking around. then saw a girl sitting down wearing a bikini, I got distracted she got up and started running. I turned around and looked at her butt. I caught myself and tried to focus. I turn around and I see death, but closer analysis showed that it was just a guy wearing a costume. A lot was happening at once. I smelled the air, the smell of roses. I tried to stimulate all my senses. I then wanted to do an awareness with the just my vision alone without rubbing my hands. I was losing clarity, NOT LUCIDITY but Clarity. I knew though that I might start losing lucidity soon so I went back to rubbing my hands. I started rubbing them in a circular motion to get a different feeling.

I wanted to find a door and make a portal to a "training facility" like the one in Matrix, so that I could practice telekinesis there with Morpheus(this has been my LD goal for quite sometime now). As I was walking I saw my friend from school, EK, and IN, they just walked passed me like any other dream character. I called their names. EK turned around. I took out my fist to fist bump him. He then took out his and started throwing his hands around very quickly. I thought what is the point, he is just a DC anyways. I walked away. I looked up and saw a dark cloud appearing. I wanted to go inside the building, which now looks nothing like my school(*form transformation). It started to rain. I hear thunder. People started panicking. I didn't feel the rain. I became confused and tried to make sense out of it. The DC started running for the door as if the water would kill them, they were in pain. I was confused I lost lucidity for some reason maybe it was the confusion or maybe I tried to make sense out it and got distracted.

I watched them take a guy into questioning. He was being accused about something. They took out a box, his "weapon". They started explaining how he would use his weapon. He got angry and he said,"you guys don't even know how to use it". You don't know what goddle particles are. He turned in on. And pointed it towards the man accusing him. It started eating up his stomach. The man fell to the floor and died. We were in my kitchen at the time. The device went straight through the food, bread. I started feeling weak and thought maybe it was the device releasing radiation. I quickly put it into a plastic bag. I kept saying that we have to move out now. They didn't listen. I ran around the complex house and I found trash outside. I threw it in but realized that it was sinking in. I knew that I had to throw it some where very far. I told them to leave. My grandmother comes back to check on it. I got angry and frustarted that she didn't listen. I thought that thing gave me cancer. I didn't want my family to suffer. I tried to help my grandmother out of the garage but ended up with this opening that read luch box.

I woke up in another scene that looked like "waking life". Narrator said, "I was now just like everybody else". I see the main character entering the bar, sitting down. His face was gone. I thought trippy dream and remembered that I was dreaming and I didn't write down my other dreams. I realized I had to write down my other dreams, so I decided to wake up before I forget. I did forgot some details though.

Became lucid by: DILD (awareness and nose-plug RC)

#292 - DILD - Time?

I blew past my WBTB and woke some time later. I didn't check the clock but it was turning light outside. I decided to focus on lucidity not really sure what tech to use. I fell asleep almost instantly but still managed a DILD. It was short and I almost forgot it but I was pleased I didn't need supplements for once.

I am in some building that looks like a mixture of my house and some office building with huge open windows. There are several levels and I make my way to ground floor. I am with some people discussing business and I find myself wishing I was in a dream. I look out the glass and see a serene view of a vast lake. I think how nice it would be to phase out and fly away from this boring conversation.

Slowly, I convince myself that I am, in fact, dreaming right now. I feel attached my obligations of the moment and almost have to lie to myself that it was all a dream and the men in suits no longer matter. I force myself to just let go and believe. I feel unsure as I risk looking crazy heading for the large wall of glass. I easily float up, phase through the window, and rise into the sky. Fully believing now, I become giddy and dive back into the room past the people and out through the window on the other side of the building. I do this several times until I decide to really go flying. Once up a ways, I lose my scene of direction and find myself lost in a type or blurry void. I wonder if I should go back into the building and interact with someone to stabilize but the dream collapses and I settle in to DEILD. Unfortunately, I fail and only remember a few vivid non lucid fragments for rest of the morning.

LUCID SUCCESSSSSS just in time for the end of the competition (#17)
Imma try extra hard to get the dream timing figured out AHH I feel like my recall is so bad now, I keep losing important pieces of the dreams and the timing gets so confused whyyyyy
To be fair I've never tried to recall dreams every morning. So that might be why. But this is a LUCID DREAM. WHY WOULD I FORGET THE DETAILS OF SOMETHING LIKE THAT ...
is my recall getting worse or am I just gradually becoming more demanding...
you know what, looking back I'm pretty sure it's that I'm being more demanding. I want to have PERFECT RECALL and when I don't I act like that's some huge problem. And my poor brain's just trying its best every time, probably, and I'm just running it into the ground because nothing's ever good enough. so I think I'll just accept what happens and not worry too much about somehow forcing my brain to have non-stop perfect recall.
step one for having a less stressful liiiiiiife~
plus I just feel like crap, maybe I'm getting sick or something. Huh.

*some caffeine later*

expect some tense changes at random 'cause it took me forever to write this...

Dream 1 - At the Beach (Lucid #3)
Alright, I remember for sure this is the first dream I had.

So I think the family's driving to this beach and we pull up, in the dream I was like "aha, this is [Spring Whatever Beach Name from IWL]!" like we'd been here before and it was familiar, but now I'm realizing it was just some place my brain made up. Weird.

Whatever let's call it Spring Beach, we hop out and it's this sweet, Stone Harbory sort of place, with white sand and hotels by the shore. Very nice.

We head into the hotel and get situated. We're all in some room that reminds me of a college dorm or something, and I'm off near the back, closer to the window while the rest of the family's having a grand old time taking pictures. Of each other. In a way that wasn't weird at all. *blacks out memories* Then Ben wandered over to me asking why I was chilling over there and I was like, eh. Just 'cause.

Next, mom and dad had wandered off, and Jess and Ben and I were kinda meandering the hotel because that's the best thing to do when you're at a hotel with your siblings, and then it just starts storming like crazy. I look out this large window to the right, and see the white beach with the waves crashing and all that good stuff, and lighting going from the sky to the sea, looks pretty amazing. And then, probably because I'm anticipating when the lightning stops, it just kind of keeps going, just lightning pretty much all the time. Scary. I start thinking about how close the hotel is to the ocean, and how oceanside storms are crazy or whatever.

Then I look left and there's FLOODWATER WASHING UP AGAINST THE WINDOW. AND RISING. I'm like WHAT. I think this is about when I did a reality check and became lucid, but since I can't truly remember I ain't countin' the reality check. I just know I became lucid at some point.

Uhhh I don't knowwww why there's a hole in my memory at this point, but I believe I wandered outside and I remember quite clearly attempting to summon matches (like I'd been planning since I picked my three-step tasks for Scionox's: pass hand through object, because I'd never done it before, pull matches out of my pocket, and then make a fire and control it). I reached into my pocket (which was very small and tight because jeans) and dug around for a sec, experiencing a brief moment of doubt before discovering a box of matches and pulling them out.

I opened them and took a match out, and was considering striking it ... but I was standing in grass in front of a forest, and some old forest guardian was freaking out because he thought I was going to burn the place down, so I just dropped it on the ground instead.

HMMM I think I woke up. I also know for a fact that I flew around at times, but the memories are hard to fit anywhere.

Oh well I suppose I'll give up on this one.

Dream 2 - FA (Lucid #4)
So I'm lying in bed face-down thinking that I'm going to fall asleep soon, when I feel this crazy wave of vibrations go through my body. It basically felt like, uh, vibrating. I was going to get all fancy and describe it but I can't totally sum it up. Felt familiar though, for some reason. I experience a bit of fear that this might be another SP episode and for a moment it almost seems that way, but then I realize I can move? Or something? GAHHH MEMORYYYYY

Anyway I didn't really get what was going on, was lying still again, then felt a second wave of those crazy vibrations and had the idea that this was my dream body. Did a reality check, success, sat up in bed and looked out the window. Crazy. The blinds were raised or gone and looking outside I see my front yard, except it's not my front yard because it's far more fancy. It looks amazing, actually. Much better than my REAL front yard...

I want to get outside, so I start tracing a hole in the glass. Once I complete a circuit, the enclosed glass just falls out and basically vanishes. I do this a few times, then stop and try to fit through and fail, so I keep doin' it. Eventually I manage to fit through and drop to the ground.

There's a road leading away from my house, which quickly becomes a city street that branches left and right (visual aid: T). I proceed and go right, then left into a sort of alley that opens up into a nice behind-a-restaurant eating area. There are two black cows chillin', and I decide to try to use my arm cannon on them, but it fails. Maybe I just can't make up my mind what exactly is supposed to happen? Then some dude runs up behind me panicking because I look like I'm about to blast his cows. Apparently he came all the way from the countryside chasing these dumb cows.

Think I had another FA, but this time when I did the nose pinch check, my IWL nose kinda sniffled and I realized I was close to waking up. I focused on immersing myself in the dream until I felt that I was fairly distant from my IWL body (sniffling stopped), and then proceededdd...

It was raining and I was thinking about how I'd already done match summoning, and now I had to do elemental manipulation. I decided to try to control the rain, and reached out towards a car going down the street to my right, trying to imagine the rain somehow converging to stop it. Not much happened.

Next I decided to try simply moving cars around (the idea being that it was metal manipulation somehow), but that failed as well. Then I saw a giant firetruck and stepped out in front of it, holding out my hand and imagining it coming to a stop, which it did—but I figured it was because the drivers hadn't wanted to run me over. The firetruck was so large that I only came up to its grill; the window the drivers were looking out of was well over my head.

I reached out, put my fingers under the grill somewhere, and started lifting, still thinking about metal manipulation, and the firetruck suddenly became as light as anything, and the whole thing lifted off the ground. I tried to throw it, but it being so light it sort of drifted backward through the air unsatisfactorily, instead of crashing to the ground with an earth-shattering rumble. I'm not sure it ever really hit the ground, but it did arc somewhat.

I was going for some kind of elemental manipulation but yes, under the stress of the moment I performed mass-TK instead.

And then there was one last bit where I was at some kind of theater and tried to clear a space on the wall for a portal, moving bulletins and junk out of the way only to find more under them. Finally I'd cleared a semi-workable space and drew a tall rectangle on the wall, four sides with four colors, and then tried to imagine Stone Harbor on the other side. It didn't quiiite work...

And uhh one last fragment where I was by my window again, but this time there was some ... video-game, anime sort of girl sitting to my left, wearing odd clothes (black but with bright colorful highlights as well), never seen her before. I demonstrated my ability to drop out pieces of the windowpane by drawing two parallel lines at the same time, horizontally right across the window, at which point a wide, flat rectangle dropped out.

I'm callin' that two dreams 'cause who knows. Could've been more, maybe less, so I'm working with the middle. HMMM.

Non-lucid Dream #56 Dream,(Comments)
Background: I meditated for 15 min again. I paid my respects to Buddha, for giving this understanding thousands of years ago. I became peaceful in my meditation. The mind seemed to wonder but it didn't bother me. I came back to the breath after being aware of what ever distracted me. I did this many times. I was restless as I was going to sleep but I found out it was because I forgot to give grandma her medicine.

Dream fragment 1 from 8:43pm-12:50am" Magneto's Power":
I was flying a helicopter. I gave an order out, another helicopter pilot was suppose to respond but he was a newbie so I had to respond. They(?) wanted me to stop another helicopter from stealing the nukes. I was told to distract them. I saw this purple glowing ring. I flew to it and I was about to land the helicopter. The other helicopter showed up connected by wires. I then used magneto's power and lowered the helicopter down. Inside was some an android which I assumed to be evil. She looked very human. I picked her up with telekinesis and I ripped her body in half. I didn't see any blood nor did I see any wires but I heard the metal rip. I then started crumbling her body with my hands clenching. I can hear the metallic noise. People were scared of me and they started running. I have been watching a lot of movies that has to do with superpowers mainly telekinesis.

So this was a bit strong. I was in a room with people who wanted to have sex with me. I was in bed with one of them, a girl, and the others were staring. The girl was saying that it wasn't normal that i was a virgin because i was too old (I just turned 19) and that I should lose my virginity. I didn't want to, but I was so terrified that the only thing I said is that I wouldn't do it with more people in the room and that I wanted them to leave. But they wouldn't leave. Also, for some reason I wasn't able to move. That's when I woke up.

3/22/14
1:31 AM
Dream number two didn’t exactly happen, but I’m writing down the experience anyways. In summary, I’m pretty much scared when I shouldn’t be lol. I put on some LD Audio before I went to bed (Binaural Beats & Beach Ambience). Then, I put my iPod away and tried to WILD. It worked.
I forgot I was WILD-ing for a bit and started to dream “normally”. I was in the back of my Chemistry classroom, and my teacher was reading off dorms for a class trip (this makes sense; I’m going on a field trip later in the year but with a different class). Then I heard a creepy woman’s voice list the types of rooms. Two of them were “Panic Room” and “Lucid Room”. There were about five others but I don’t remember the rest. Panic room was first on the list, so she read the description: “Panic Room. This room will make you want to skin yourself alive.” I then got deep chills from fear/creepiness/whatever. Those chills turned into the intense shaking that someone gets from sleep paralysis (and I realized that). I tried to imagine myself falling into my dream from the sky, since the shaking gave off a “sound” like rushing air. I then saw a creepy skeleton/lady face (but faint, similar to the ghost images you see in front of your eyelids). I then decided not to enter the dream, but instead inhale quickly a couple times and wake up.
This did freak me out quite a bit, but I don’t think it is that bad. I did get a few things out of this while having the comfort that dreams are just dreams and I’m always safe, no matter how vivid a LD is.
1) I can induce an LD without the aid of audio.
2) I can enter sleep paralysis.
3) I’m able to WILD without the wake-back-to-bed method.
I don’t think my “nightmare” was a negative thing, but rather a way for my body to induce sleep paralysis. The fact that a “lucid” room was mentioned set off a signal for me, and the “panic” was only there to transition into sleep paralysis in a way that made sense to my half-asleep body. The face was only an image my mind reflected from being afraid. It’s rather interesting, really!

3/21/14
It’s 8:08 PM, and I gauge that an hour or so ago, I had my very first lucid dream.
I went to bed at around 5:30, and tried a couple LD audios. They weren't doing anything for me, and I read that it’s best “not to force it” if you get bored or anything like that. So I put my iPod on my desk and went to bed as usual, expecting just to have a more vivid dream (my recall has been really good the past few days, but I don’t really remember anything significant from then now, just that they were vivid and I had good recall once I woke up) than anything controllable.
Anyways, the first thing I had after falling asleep was a false awakening. I sat up in my bed really fast, facing my wall. It didn't last long- I knew how to reality check, so I did the close-your-nose thing. I could still breathe while clamping my nose shut and not using my mouth. (I could feel the air pass through my nose, which was really cool. That was the only thing I felt in the entire dream though). I then thought, “I’m dreaming.” (I was also aware that I was having a FA) My next thought that was I was afraid that I would really wake up, and that’s what I think kept me lucid. I closed my eyes again quick, heard some air, and when I opened again I was in a scene. The transport only lasted a couple seconds, and I never created the dream scene. (I wanted a beach when using the LD audio.)
I was in this meadow- field like place. The sky was a very bright blue and the clouds were a bright white. The grass was very bright green, like light was almost coming from it; that bright. There was a bridge-entrance. My mind, I think, was re-creating this part of a road a town away from me. There's a bridge going over the road and then an orchard field. (There were no orchards in my dream, though. The road was nonexistent most of times and at the same time as I mention a ‘sunset’ later on there’s a dirt road.)
My mind recalled four people from my dream. The first was the main character from My Neighbor Totoro, a Ghibli movie from my childhood. She was sitting on the bridge when I saw her (note: the sky temporarily changed to sunset) so I left her alone (it never crossed my mind to approach her, actually). The second person was an older guy. I think it was my bus driver. He was in the fields, behind some flowers or something. I wanted to go talk to him, and tried flying there (because that is what everyone wants to do first thing when they have one of these dreams, right?). So I tried to moon jump. That failed. I then tried flapping my arms like an airplane or chicken or something. Nope, that didn't work either. After that my dream scene switched to my mom’s room. The switch was automatic this time, and I didn't really react. I was chatting with my mom about something. She was in bed, I was near the doorway. I don’t remember our conversation (I never saw her, but knew she was there). The final person was my friend. He walked in and asked, in his voice, “Why he couldn't talk to anyone.” I told him calmly that he was dreaming, and patted his back as I left the room. Then I woke up.
Something else to note is that for most of this dream, I saw myself in third-person. This would explain, for example, why I didn't see my mom- she was “there”, definitely, but my point-of-view was facing the wall so I only saw myself. There were times when I was in first person. The one I really remember was when I was in my first dream scene, doing a nose reality check for fun.
I definitely need to work on my control. I also think that I’m going to stop using LD audio from now on, or just listen to a little bit of it before I go to “bed” (Lately I’ve been attempting this early on Friday evenings and then stay up ‘till like 3 AM . It hasn't been affecting me badly since I still get my sleep hours.)

Date: 3/22/2014 (Fri)
Total sleep: 8 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, visualization,
Lucid Techniques: Mantra, brief hand technique
Recall Techniques: Mantra
Fell Asleep: 12:00 am
Dream 1 Title: Cars (fragment)
Dream 1: I’m driving an old 1960’s British car, which is yellow. I am chasing another car (same make/model) but it is white. We are on a British country road. There are no houses to be seen, just miles of grassland. There is someone else in the car with me, but I don’t remember who. The road splits ahead. The white car goes left, down a hill. We go right up a hill. The roads run parallel to each other. As we reach the peak of the hill I cut the wheel sharply to the left, we jump off of a cliff, fly through the air, and land on the roof of the white car. We stay perfectly on top of the white care as it rolls off the road to a stop. I can’t remember anything else.
Dream 2 Title: Messy Room
Dream 2: I am in my parent’s house, in my old room (from high school). The room is a complete mess. It is full of old junk. I know I need to get it organized. There are boxes full of stuff on the floor, the dresser tops are covered in stuff, there are many shelves on the wall full of knick-knacks and figurines, my closet is full of shelves full of old shoes as well as a long hanger pole which is stuffed with old cloths on hangers. I know all of this stuff was purchased by my parents at yard sales. I am very frustrated because there is nowhere to put all the stuff that is in boxes on the floor. Yet I know I need to get it organized and put away. Jen, my daughter and her friend come into the room. They are going to help. We are all looking though the boxes. I find an interesting item. It looks like a tiny cactus in a tiny red pot, but the cactus is made from natural, uncut, blue crystal. I take it to the window and look closely at it. It glimmers in the sunlight. I place it on the edge between the top and bottom halves of the window. I adjust its position so the sunlight catches it just right. When the light passes through the crystal it casts an amazing blue image on the floor. It looks like a moving blue laser light show. My wife and the kids are amazed. I continue to try to organize the room, the dream gets foggy and I wake up.
Dream 3 Title: Old Truck
Dream 3: I am outside on a nice summer day. I am in a residential neighborhood (I don’t recognize it from real life). There is an old 1950’s red (with faded paint and lots of rust) pickup truck parked on the side of the road. I go to it, open the driver’s side door, and try to get in, but the truck rolls forward into the street. There is a couple there. The woman tells me that her grandfather has been fixing up the truck and I shouldn’t touch it because it may break. I apologize. I grab the frame of the open door and begin to move the truck (with super human strength) back to its original position. The rear axel and wheels come off and roll away. I feel really bad about breaking the truck. The woman (slim, with short red hair) comes over and tells me to help her lift the trick up so her husband can put the axel back in place. We bend down, grab hold, and lift the truck up. As we press the truck up over our heads (super human strength) the woman’s shirt gets caught on something and is pulled up exposing her small perky breasts…the dream fades and I wake up.
Dream 4 Title: Matrix Kid
Dream 4: I am back in my old bedroom (from Dream 1). I am laying in bed. The room looks similar to dream 1, but without all the junk. There are many pictures hanging on the walls. Jen comes in and tells me I need to get up and get ready for a family party. I get up just as two young girls run in the room. One is my daughter (but she doesn’t look like my daughter and it only about 8 years old), the other is my niece (but she doesn’t look like my niece and is only 3-4 years old). My daughter runs to one of the walls, jumps up, and begins to run across the tops of the picture frames (this looks like something out of the Matrix movie). My niece follows her. As my daughter jumps for the last picture frame on the wall, she flies over a dresser and lands gently on the floor. My niece tries to follow but falls and crashes on top of the dresser. Knick-Knacks go flying everywhere and she falls to the floor. She is crying. I go over to see if she is alright, she is ok. I shout to my daughter to come back in the room, and she does. I tell her that can’t do that anymore today because the smaller kids will try to follow her and get hurt. She says “Okay” and leaves the room. The dream gets foggy at this point. I vaguely remember helping my wife clean the house, by going from room to room picking up stuff off of the floor. At some point I go to the supermarket to get some stuff for the party. I wake up
Awake: 8 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 7; D2 = 6; D4 = 7
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 3; D2 = 5; D3 = 4; D4 = 5
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 2 min; D2 = 10 min; D3 = 4 min; D4 = 15 min
Emotions: Annoyance, frustration; guilt
Dream Signs: super human strength, kids I know but don’t look like they should, kids doing matrix moves, crystal casing a laser light show
Notes: I took some melatonin last night along with the B-5 and Chorine. Got to bed late.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am one of the maids of a princess. She is invited to meet a prince, supposedly to arrange a marriage between the two and I am one of the two maids that will accompany her. We are silly girls, gossiping all the way about how romantic this is and how this prince will be such a gentleman and they'll fall in love for each other. But when we arrive at his palace, in the mountains, he is still in bed, apparently with an hangover. The king is pissed and drags us with him to the prince's room, where we have to watch him dragging him out of bed. He is rude and unclean. But that's not the worst.
Later on, he invites the princess to his quarters and we accompany her, but instead of a chaste meeting to break the ice, we find ourselves in a room surrounded by court members dressed in S&M costumes, mostly black and golden, and the princess is sexually abused and humilliated by the prince in front of everybody. They cheer and they help torture her and we are hopelessly forbiden to interfere. So I run to the garden outside. I meet a nice couple that comforts me and says they understand my shock. They ask if I know what's going on. I don't. Then part of their heads becomes green, with spikes and I realize they aren't quite human. They say that's true, no one inside that palace is really human. And because we, maids, have already seen too much, we will be sacrificed after this sexual ritual ends. They say they can help me, but they don't know if they can still help the other maid who's still inside.
They tell me to hide in the woods. I stay there, behind a stone wall, until it's dark. I see people from the villages down below, coming up to the palace gardens, supposedly invited to some public event. They wait outside in a very festive enviroment. But then I see strange lights in the sky and as they come closer, I distinguish triangular shaped ships that start shooting rays of light that kill people. As people run in panic, one of the ships lands nearby and some strange creatures, like deformed horses, covered in black suits, come out of it and start shooting rays in all directions. Always hidden behind that wall, I try to run away from there too. I come across this couple that helped me before and they point me an entrance to a tunnel, they say will exit 1 or 2 kms downhill. I step inside, but it is very tight and I feel claustrophobic thinking about crawling 1 or 2 kms in that dark tunnel. I prefer to take my risks in the woods. So I keep going downhill and I see more of those dark horses killing people and barely escape one.
Only when it's early morning I arrive at a village and feel safe. There's other survivors arriving to and sharing their stories and wondering what kind of creatures were that. Some claim that the dark horses actually had people inside, others talk about monsters disguised as people.

aaaaaaaaaafter this I'm just gonna sleep without an alarm because sleepyyyy

note: WILD-wise, my problem doesn't seem to be "not being able to fall asleep" anymore ... now it's that I fall asleep easily and aaaa

Fragment 1
I was watchin' some anime or movie or something, and these free-spirit good guys (members of some larger good guy group but banded together with each other) woke up during the night and hopped on horses to ride out of town for some reason. Somethin' important to accomplish out there. Kind of an Old West sort of town. There were maybe about six horse guys and then as they rode they started boundin' along the roofs, leaping from one building to the next; and one guy even leapt up to some tall buildings near the front of the town, and then leapt to the top of the welcome gate thing, and then leapt down.

I was like whoaaa at that one guy, and mom was watching or had just started watching, so I rewound the anime/movie/whatever so she could watch this crazy daredevil guy. But he didn't do it this time. He did some other thing. I was just sort of annoyed 'cause I kept waiting for the same thing to happen and then before you know it they were outta the town. Huh.

Also some bit about the six of 'em bein' in a cave at night.

Fragment 2
Mom, Ben, Jess and I are riding up and down these escalators. There're like, three floors of this building. Think it had glass walls but I couldn't really see outside.

Anyway the basic premise was that we had to ride the escalators in a certain (short) order, because that would unlock the sliding automatic doors on the first floor. Apparently they were trying to make sure that we looked outside and caught a glimpse of the Lincoln Memorial during our escalator riding, "Lincoln Memorial" being the password that flashed when you'd done it right. Pretty sure I said that to Ben in the dream so it's probably dream canon!

On our last go-round I looked down and saw an old lady going up, so I had to move to the left. Shoot, I know I'm missing something. It was more than just escalator riding but aaaaaaaaa.

The whole thing was pretty vivid, which was nice. *yaawwnn* back to bed...

So, I had my first "Succesful" WBTB this morning, which means I didn't immediately fall back to sleep. After reading a little bit in my pathfinder core rulebook and watching some TB Vs Crendor Gimmick-a-Thon, I decided to attempt a WILD, and failed.

So I fell asleep. First tihng I remember is walking through a mall built into a temple (My dream architects have no respect, but they surely are original.) I was being chased around by robots (Didn't really classify as a nightmare though, it was more exciting than scary in my opinion) I don't really recall the specifics, but at a certain point some sort of ops team breaks in to take down the robots, and so they do.

The dream after that was clearer: I was standing in a fairly dark store, which I recognized being in the main shopping street in my little town, in the spot of a toy store. For some reason, I went there to get my figurines "scanned" (I bought a few in Japan last year) in a machine that would print a book with pictures and information. Little did I know that the figurine I was scanning had heat-influenced paint that rendered her clothes invisible when exposed to heat. And that machine was quite hot. I was unaware of that fact, and DC's in every direction shot me some rather strange looks. After having a conversation with the store cleric about how to greet customers I left the store.

After that I ended up in (what seems to be) a fairly fancy clothes store, where they, to my surprise, sold figurines of 2 animes I was familiar with: A Certain Scientific Railgun (Which was probably triggered by a certain avatar on this forum, I haven't seen the actual anime in ages) and Soul Eater (One of my personal favorites). At which moment I had the reaction of "I WANT ALL OF THESE!" and so I grabbed all of them. Then I froze. Wait a second, I'm broke. Maybe I can buy one of them though. But which one?At which moment it dawned on me. Why would a fancy clothes store, especially in Holland, sell anime figurines? That must mean I'm dreaming! I can get all of these for free!But on the other side, they're not real either, that's too bad. At the moment that I realized this fact, everything felt extremely vivid and realistic, which was felt awesome! And then... everything went black. I focused on stabilizing my dream and painting a dream scene at the same time, when I feel my dream throwing me a curveball, a false awakening. My mind goes "I read about these, I should do something against this before I lose lucidity!" and resisting this false awakening, I woke up for reals

Although my lucidity was only brief, it has left me hungering for more.
Time to practice my WILD technique a bit more!

Feel free to leave any questions, I'll be happy to answer them.
Sweet dreams!

~Red

1. [Non-Lucid]
My Nan has these games on the PC upstairs, so I struggle to walk up the stairs and get a little stuck but manage to pull on the stair gate to become unstuck.

Now I'm in a game, I'm a tank, a really fast tank, so I'm zooming about the level in my fast tank, I hit a curved wall and it turns the tank and grinds to a halt against the wall, I managed to get free from the wall and try and cross this road by maneuvering around the cars.

I'm now in a town with a lot of people in it, I am protecting this town from bad guys with shotguns, I'm in a fight with this guy who has a Sawnoff shotgun, he shoots me so I shoot back twice then he shoots me a second time just before he dies, I blackout and wake up in a small room, theirs a guy sitting down, I stand up and say "damn my ass is sore", it feels sore because it somehow got burnt by a shotgun.

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Fragments:
I'n a lineup to talk or sing in front of a few people, I really didn't want too.
Accidentally called my sister gab.
I see a woman dressed in red and yellow standing at a balcony.
With this woman, its very dark, there are candles.

Possible dream signs:
Sister, gab, stairs

UH SHOOT. I dreamed something... then I woke up at some point and remembered it... and then fell back asleep and then at some point alarm went off, so gg.

I think when I started doing WBTB's my intent and my mind were so in sync that I would wake up from a dream to my WBTB alarm, and BAM: fantastic recall. But now I'm slackin' off in that regard, so I wake up a bit earlier, then fall back asleep and forget ... which might mean I'll have to get used to getting up even if my alarm isn't going off. And if that's the case I may as well put my computer next to my bed so I can blind myself with the screen's light at will. We shall seeeeee~

Also I tried somethin' a bit different for this WBTB: turned on the light and drank a cup of apple cider while I was writing this. Maybe it'll make some kinda difference? Also gonna try sleeping for another 1.5 hours and then doing another WBTB. Maybe.

Fragment
Uhhhmmm okay so one part that I remember was that Mom and I were walking to some kind of bus stop as part of the larger dream (which featured a fairly evil Big Bad), and then I started using dream powers of some sort. Wasn't lucid at all, so they were just dream facts. Think I mighta been hovering around. There was some sort of larger point to that scene, and my actions.

Uhhhhhh... the overall scheme of the dream revolved around this Big Bad sort of guy, some kind of mega-evil ghost or god of some sort, and the Saturday-morning-cartoon-style child protagonists who dared to defy him.

Not that it worked out for them in a saturday-morning-cartoon sort of way. Had a bit of an Animorphs vibe, I think. I can sort of remember a bit where some Jake or Toby-esque (from Animorphs) leader kid was physically trapped in some kinda inescapable magic hold of the evil guy's. For now the bad guy was just talking to him .. but he was the sort of villain that could drive a person crazy just by talking to them, just by very deliberately toying with their mind and emotions and whatever else he could use.

Also, it didn't matter to him that his opponents were children. The fact that they were challenging him was, in his mind, justification enough for him being utterly ruthless. But he did seem to realize that they posed less of a threat, and with apparently no other, more pressing issues to face, he made slowly and deliberately taking them apart his sole and temporary focus. He was immortal for whatever reason (leaning more towards god than ghost), so he had that sort of "entertain me" or "alleviate my boredom" vibe that immortal people tend to have in stories.

Over the course of the dream some crazy things happened that I don't recall, as the bad guy proceeded to gradually win and convince some of the kids that fighting simply wasn't worth it anymore, and they might as well switch to his side. That's about where the dream ended, I think, with a shot of a room strongly featuring his presence, and with a few dejected kids sitting around waiting for his orders or whatever.

Anyway I'm callin' all that a fragment because the dream as it exists in my memory is a mere shadow of its former self, and while the story's background remains relatively strong in my mind, any events of the story have, for the most part, fled. Which is kind of annoying because it was such a weird and unique and interesting story, to me, and the only copy was in my mind and I dropped the baaaallllllll~

23:48 bedtime. A bit behind schedule but still within reason

00:00 Saturday 2014-03-22 competition #17 night #15, LD #29

05:44

1) I'm at a counter in a mall talking with a clerk. We're discussing directions to store locations, I see a map (in the air?) and I'm naming street names. Then I have trouble hearing the guy and I realize it's because there's a street with cars running on it in between me and the counter. The clerk guy comes out and is discussing when my item will be ready, he's saying they could make it themselves or not. I imagine a black shake/smoothie.

We're then walking down a very wide gently spiraling ramp (turns to the left while going down) with store clerk guy. I see college roommate MH is naked at a table eating McDonald's with his young child sitting opposite him. I see his hairy back and butt and think "ew." Clerk and I walk farther down the ramp, and MH walks by us, I see his junk, it looks like things are a bit cut and bloody. "Ew" again.

2) On a very large steep ampitheater-like staircase outside a castle packed with people I'm trying to break in. I have a large sack of gunpowder that I'm trying to throw up into a rain spout so that I can cause an explosion inside the castle. I do so but it causes a lot of clanking noise. The evil king comes out and demands that the perp identify himself. I waffle for a bit but then proudly stand forward, he seems a bit surprised that it is me.

I'm then inside the castle and I see close up the sick princess's face is reflected off a multi-section horizontal mirror/wall. I'm moving these sections forwards and backwards to adjust the view of her face. I see one eye is badly sick/damaged, she looks generally in bad shape. The mirror is supposed to hide the bad eye by optical illusion. I'm naming off the problems I see with her.

F1) playing pool

F2) my friend MR has started a new business and wants me to participate

long time getting back to sleep, very excited, sure that the next time I sleep I will get lucid.

07:52

3) in some random supermarket, I'm trying to get in but the line at the checkout-stand is full of people and they're also blocking the very narrow entrance to the store. I'm trying to slowly push my empty shopping cart through, I think I touch some kid lightly with it, the mother angrily pushes my cart (and thus me) backwards. I'm frustrated but I'm just sort of standing there stupidly wanting for an opening. People behind me are starting to say "let me through" and there's a guy standing close by me on my right wondering aloud "what's that guy [me] doing?" I answer him directly "I'm trying to get in to the store but the people in line are blocking me!". I eventually get through and some annoying little boy does something on my back with his hand, and I quickly push my back hard against the wall trapping his hand and I hope I've hurt some of his fingers to teach him a lesson. I'm then walking into the store and it's become a outdoor area. There are two CGs dancing together turning in a circle around each other. "I'm dreaming!" I think by reflex, and then "..yes, I AM dreaming and I'm lucid. I grab the face of one of the girls and turn her head up and to the left between by hands to look into my face. Her eyes are looking up into mine (deep brown eyes) and she looks a bit surprised. "What's your name?" I ask. I don't wait for an answer (there is none). Then I give her a few quick kisses. I think I should engage with the dream scene but then I wake up"

Morning of March 22, 2014. Saturday.



My wife and I are in an unfamiliar room (seemingly on the second floor) of bluish pastel-painted plaster walls, which seems like some sort of composite between a post office and a large hospital waiting room but also has the slight feeling of a laundromat. The room’s layout is like two squares attached (at the corners) but open about forty percent inward from the corners. Several vending machines are in the room, but there are not any other outstanding features. A beige picnic table is in one corner on the opposite side of the wall where a row of three vending machines stand near where I am. To my left is the only entrance. At least one other vending machine is near the picnic table. (It actually seems similar to a hospital area from real life when my wife had our last child, but not a waiting room, rather a more empty area near the entrance to a larger patients room.) There is some sort of contest announced on the radio whereby a person can win a very large amount of money along with many other prizes and prestige by finding one of three special keys randomly placed in packs of trading cards. (This actually seems more like a “back story” to my dream than an in-dream event, as there is no radio and I do not remember directly hearing about it.) My wife leaves, apparently to go and get something or to check on the children. I am still not quite sure where we are.

I notice an open pack (the wrapper is still on, but the top part mostly torn across) of trading cards near my feet just as I go to purchase a pack from the vending machine. I pick it up and take the cards out (they are similar to the cards Woolworths is presently giving out for each $20.00 spent but slightly bigger - otherwise the wrapping seems very similar). As I lightly thumb the cards, I am happy to see a beautiful shimmering silver key under the third card. I put the cards and key in my pocket. I am puzzled as to why someone would leave it there, or perhaps they had carelessly dropped it before leaving and have not been back yet. At any rate, I still decide to buy my own pack, although the three special keys are said to have been distributed quite a distance from each other implying across the country (We may be in the USA in this dream; unsure). Amazingly, I find a similar beautiful silver key under the third card in my pack. It is mostly the same except for a different milling pattern.

I go and sit down at the picnic table to wait for my wife to come back. I then look to my right and notice another set of cards on the floor near the nearest vending machine. This one, unlike the first abandoned pack, does not have the wrapper on it. I look through them, and again, there is a beautiful silver key under the third card. This one is slightly smaller than the other two and has an elaborate symbol on the head/bow of the key, almost tattoo-like, the Egyptian symbol of a seated woman with a rainbow-like and balance-scale-like arch over her. I decide to keep that one as well and hold the three keys together focusing on their amazing value or potential value.

An (unknown) man comes in, informally dressed, and seems surprised to see me there. At first, it seems he is a maintenance person or a janitor. There is also the idea, though, that he has something to do with the prizes and acknowledgements of the winners. For some reason, I tell him about the cards and the keys, noting how each key was under the third card in each case. I feel a bit wary in the back of my mind and think I perhaps should not be revealing this. However, even upon seeing the keys, he does not believe what happened at all. He seems very puzzled and almost angry. Even if it “did” happen (and he still does not believe it did) the keys would have to be returned to the unopened packs (which makes no sense) or to the people who had lost them. Even the one I actually got legitimately from purchasing from the machine apparently “did not happen”. His state of mind and ideas remind me a lot of ordinary people from real life in a way that borders on hilarity in how people do not believe much of anything that actually happens and instead, try to go “by the book” so to speak (or by something they read somewhere - as if that means anything in light of their real experiences or perception) to pretend to have some level of understanding or even authority on a subject. He leaves to contact the prize authorities to see where each key “really” is and the status of any winners, if any. I am amused almost to the point of bliss at his idiotic doubting behavior (even upon seeing the special keys) yet also am very glad I still have the three special keys and am thinking about getting my wife and family and leaving before he gets back (assuming he even finds his way back).

I then inexplicably find myself in a completely unfamiliar area near a large fancy building which is almost castle-like (but seems more like a public venue in perhaps Beverly Hills). I use the smaller key to get in, but there are also a number of security gates which the keys may also fit, but I do not feel like opening all those doors. There are halls that go off in different directions. Instead, I transform into a snake and am able to slide through the bars of the security doors, albeit feeling quite strange. I have no perception of arms and legs and my “stomach” feels very odd and stretched out over a longer area. I turn back into myself when reaching a wooden door (of vertical slats) whereby the top is rounded rather than straight across. I am then wearing a loose white robe that has a very long red belt tied around my waist and hanging down from both ends. I open the wooden door into an amazing room and my awareness becomes even more vivid and clear. However, there is the astounding feeling that I am outside of my own consciousness somehow. (I should point out that some generic dream scripting I had been doing included the scene of opening a door “into a revelation”.)

The actor, Alexander Siddig, is standing there on the other side of the room in an elaborate prince-like costume. He looks at me in a very puzzled manner. There are a number of other people in the room who are all looking at me in a puzzled or offended manner. They all seem to be extremely wealthy and most are dressed in almost early 1700s style. There is a stage set up on that side of the room, and a few almost bleacher-like or pew-like seats on the right side. A few people are seated seemingly as an audience on each side. At least five others seem to be a part of the play and engaging in some sort of conversation.

“The barriers and security doors are there for a reason,” he stammers almost embarrassingly. “You can’t just…you can’t just barge in on someone else’s dream…how did you get in here…who gave you permission…this is a private gathering and you need to leave now…so just…go…please…” He then starts talking to the others on matters of my intelligence and inability to understand privacy and such, although someone also comments on my “unfair advantage” and how I have disrupted the circadian rhythms of several dreamers in conference. I “know” that he is “real” but I am not sure about the others. I am thinking on whether they are tulpas, higher entities originally developed from tulpas, real higher entities birthed from the higher planes, scripted forms, composite unique archetypes, or probably (seemingly the most likely) other dreamers. I get the impression this was an artful setup to some sort of elaborate romantic adventure. I leave, not wanting to feel like a thoughtless intruder.

As I turn to leave, something strange happens. A larger, much plainer room somehow seems to materialize between the room I “am in” (but which has shifted elsewhere, inter-dimensionally) and the door so that I am now in a different room even though I am still holding the same doorknob to the same supposed area. (I have dreamt of internally morphing houses before, but this creates a very strange awareness).

An older unknown lady of nearly eighty approaches me and starts talking in a very friendly and helpful manner about dreams. She makes personal comments on Alexander and his habits and desires and such. She seems to have the “job” that is some sort of combination of being a maid and guiding other dreamers when they stumble into other dreamer’s dreams without the proper protocol. As I decide to leave, my long red belt, which seems more and more like a long red silk ribbon, gets tangled on the doorknob and in part of the security gate. I tell her to cut it off on her side, but she seems worried about damaging the supposedly valuable belt. To me, it is way too long as it is and I do not mind. She uses a pair of shiny gold scissors to cut through the wrapped-up material (about four layers wrapped around the doorknob) and also is able to cut and pull (with my help) from where it has also (on the other end of the tied belt) wrapped partly around a bar of the security gate - and eventually my belt is much shorter and I can then keep going. I just want to go onto a different dream, hopefully one without snobby celebrities and snobby elite. There might be a play on “key card” somewhere in there.