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Note: This is the first lucid dream I've had since I came to this website. It was a DILD that came after a rather long and strange dream, one of the most memorable I've had in a long time.

So i was in this house in my room. My Mom was on the couch, laying down doing some type of paper work. I had a fish tank in my room with a frog in it. I went to get some type of medicine and accidently dropped it into the fishtank. The frog ate the medicine and suddenly grew to the size of a chihuahua. I was nervous but intrigued. I let him out and he hopped across the room. I thought he was going to pee so I decided to let him outside.
That's when it hit me that this thing might find a way to breed and it could be an abomination to the earth, giant frogs everywhere! so I quickly got it back inside and decided I had to kill it, once it my hands it bit my wrist (it teeth were sharp) and then it suddenly shrunk (after momentarily morphing into a duck and then back) and then suddenly it was dead and in pieces despite me not really doing anything.

multiple times (on the way outside and back in) I tried to tell my mom about the frog but she was too busy to look. The woman who I was holding the frog for came back and I explained what happened but she didn't seem to believe me (but she wasn't mad)
this frustrated me so bad I decided to take a walk and I ended up in some casino/hotel/restraunt/club lobby walking around. I really needed to pee and while I was looking for the restroom at least 3 times people in coats told me I wasn't allowed to be there.
Thats when I noticed how ugly the bite on my wrist looked and i spit up blood, enough blood that I could cup it in my hands.
Suddenly I was driving down the road, I wanted to find someone with a phone so I could call for help, I looked over at my hand and it had swollen to the size of a boxing glove and was a dark red. I was very scared and I said to myself "This can't be real..."

"...it has to be a dream. And I instantly knew it was. and I smiled. Never before had I felt so at peace and happy to be in a lucid dream because I've been so focused on the subject lately (so it was like getting a gift I had been wanting) and what's more...never do I remember so easily dismissing the narrative of the actual dream before.
You see, I had been speeding down the road in this car and my hand was swollen and horribly disfigured, but the second I became lucid and smiled, it's like I instantly decided all that was over or either just didn't matter.

For example: I decided to look at my palm to help become more lucid and "ground" myself as many of the guides talk about. And instantly as I looked at it, it wasn't swollen anymore.
Furthermore: The speeding car? Despite taking my hands off the wheel and looking at my palm (and nothing else) I had ZERO fear that I might crash. It was like I knew it wouldn't happen because I didn't want it to happen.

But then the dream decided to surprise me. As I was looking at my palm, a GPS like voice came over the car speakers and said "You're destination has arrived" Note: I thought it was interesting it said "your destination has arrived instead of you've arrived at your destination--maybe it just said it wrong..or maybe it actually a more accurate description considering how dreams work.

Anyway. When i heard that, I looked up and saw this little bar/clubhouse on the beach and my car rolled to a stop by itself, right in a nice parking space. I got out and looked at my palm again. It was weird looking--like CGI in a movie, not like my real hands at all.
I look up and to the left of my car I see a sea of backs of heads, a large group heading towards the steps of the building. I walk fast to get in front and up to the door. I pause in the entrance way.
I turn around and the man in front of the group (who was a spitting image of the guy who played superman in Lois and Clark) decided he was angry with me being in the way and tried to shove me.

But just like with the car thing earlier, I somehow knew--like instinctually--that it wasn't going to do anything and I didn't even feel the impact.
So suddenly he decides to punch me. I turned away because I thought if I saw them coming I might feel it, but the "camera" of the dream showed me an angle where I could see my back and him swinging at me from the side and all the punches were impacting about 2 inches away from me, as if there were an invisible force field stopping him from actually hitting me.
So then I grabbed him by the shirt spun around and with one hand held him over my head (in an arch motion) sending him through part of the ceiling and then threw him off to about where my car was.
I felt NO weight when i did this..only the cloth in my hand. It was like I had superstrength.
Another person attacked and I parried the punches like neo in the matrix and then backhanded the guy off the porch.

I then heard an asian wind instrument play a few notes for me (i knew it was for me) it sounded like it wasn't anywhere nearby but instead playing over the scene itself like music in a movie--it was the score of this very dream scene. At that moment, a man in front bowed to me in the asian style and the crowd followed. I bowed back.

And then I woke up



I really wish I could've kept it going longer. I wish I had thought to look at my hands again instead of battling the second guy, but I was just enjoying myself so much.

It was incredible though, despite being short.

1. [non-lucid]
I'm on this walkway on top of a cliff (it has a pebbled cement and sandstone look to it), there's a sandstone wall to the left and a white railing to the right on the cliff side. I'm walking along noticing the clear blue waves in the sea below, people swimming and the blue sky, it looked so real...so vivid, then noticing the path I am walking upon has water running from the wall towards the cliff all over the path and must be very slippy so I decided to hold on to the wall as I walk, unfortunately I slipped and started sliding slowly towards the edge, I'm scrambling to get up but fail and I go flying of the edge grabbing the railing as a last attempt to save myself...the dream ends.

fragments:
Not sure but I think I slipped twice, the first time I slipped someone grabbed me.

I have a sense that this dream was much longer than I remember.

I had a new job.

I remember struggling to recall people's names. I had already been at this job long enough that I should have remembered. At one point I was sitting between two guys, and one of them had my husband's name, and the other's name was Vince. My husband has a common first name so I was not surprised by that. I commented to the guy in the dream that this is my husband's name also, and that it is a good name.

Part of this dream I was supposed to have some sort of appointment with the company therapist. I think it was a prerequisite for starting a new project. A requirement for this appointment was to fring some stew from home, and it would be analysed to see what it reflects about me. I brought too much stew, and I brought it in an open long transparent plastic pouch which was an unwieldy mess. The therapist's receptionist told me it was too much. I said I did not know how much to bring. She kept just a tiny bit. I remember telling her to use or toss the rest that I did not want to take it back.

That's all I recall. I woke up around 3:28 with a major headache. Will go to get pain killer and warm milk now, and plan to try to go back to sleep.

I flipped someone off with both hands, accompanied with a "F*** you". Someone else walked by and I felt awkward.

I was walking around the street, trying to get back somewhere. I had the urge for ice cream, and they were sold everywhere. I ended up stopping in front of this old apartment entrance. In some mail slots were Popsicles for sale. There was no cashier but I saw a bill placed in the gap between the mail box and wall. I opened some wanting to see the flavors and brands. They are all the same brand with different colors. I walked away disappointed.

07/25/13

Dark Tower: Save the Beam
I am in a strange place. I look around and see that I am not alone there. I recognize the people there with me. I see Roland of Gilead, Susanna Dean, Jake Chambers, and his little pet Oy all there. It seems to me someone is missing. Oh, yeah! I usually share the Dark Tower dreams with MoSh. So that would make this a dream? Maybe… I do a reality check by pinching my nose and I find I can still breathe. So I focus on opening a portal to find MoSh wherever he may be. The portal opens and I look through to see MoSh is in some kind of a strange mall with seemingly endless numbers of shops on three levels. MoSh is looking intently at one of the shops though I can't tell what the shop is selling. He is about 50 feet away. I call to him, but he doesn't respond. I call to him again and I go to reach through the portal, my thought is to wave to him, to motion him to come closer. Instead my arm turns into a strange tendril that reaches out and wraps around MoSh, pulling him over through the portal and to me.

MoSh looks at the tendril wrapped around him and then at me. The tendril disappears and becomes my arm again as the portal closes. Now everyone is here. I look over at the group, but someone still seems to be missing. Eddie! I go over and ask Roland where Eddie is. He says he's glad MoSh and I have come. He says Eddie got taken by some can-toi into the Devar-Toi. Someone let slip to them that he and the others were planning an ambush. Now they say that Eddie will be killed unless we all surrender. I ask where Eddie is being held. Roland says he doesn't know, they have him hidden to prevent the possibility of a rescue. I tell Roland that I can take Eddie's gun down with me and find him, then signal that he is ok and then they can carry on with their plan. Roland asks how I expect to find Eddie. I tell him I have my ways. I hear a voice from down below. There is a single man out in the middle of an open area speaking with a bullhorn of some kind. He says time is running out. Come out now or our friend will meet a very unpleasant end. MoSh has come over and is looking down at the man talking below. I sneak out of our little hiding place and head down towards one of the few gates that lead into the Devar-Toi. There are two guards outside the gate; both of them are can-toi, who are people who appear to be part rat.

I manage to sneak up behind one of them, as they don't seem to be paying a whole lot of attention. A foul odor wafts from the two people who have the heads of rats. So I try to do a telepathic scan of him, but there doesn't seem to be anything to read. Either there is a telepathic block in place or this guy is the stupidest individual I have ever seen. So I need another way to get this guy's information. I have been playing the game Prototype lately, so my next thought is to do a stealth consume on the can-toi directly in front of me. I am a bit disoriented as I get some new memories, selecting through them to find what I need and not be bothered by the rest of it, some of which I glimpse and find rather disturbing. The other can-toi… Harold is his name… asks me if I'm doing ok. I tell him I'm not feeling well and I have to go inside for a bit. He tells me he wouldn't risk leaving my post if he was me. I ignore him and go through the gate. A couple more can-toi see me as I pass but they don't say anything. Pimli Prentiss is the one in the open area threatening to have Eddie killed. I head straight for him. I hear him talking on the bullhorn before I reach him. He asks them if their friend means nothing to them, because time is… he then sees me approaching me and gets a look on his face like he just spotted something foul under his shoe. Putting the bullhorn aside, he asks me what I mean by coming out here and abandoning my post. He says I will be punished for… but that is all he gets out. He clearly doesn't see me as a threat of any kind, so he doesn't pose any resistance to me walking right up to him and consuming him. I get more memories and now I look like Pimli Prentiss… yuck! I drop the bullhorn on the ground… now I know right where Eddie is. I look up to where I know Roland and the others are hiding and I wave to them, momentarily forgetting that I look like Pimli Prentiss and waving to them makes no sense. I head down the street to a small building and open the door. Inside it looks like nothing more than a store room, and I see Eddie tied up in the back of the room being watched over by a couple more can-toi. Markus, one of the can-toi, asks if it's time to kill the smart mouthed asshole. I tell him the one he should kill is himself. He doesn't seem pleased by that, but he also isn't too surprised since Pimli Prentiss tends to look down on the can-toi. Markus says he just wants to bit Eddie's nose off. Eddie is gagged now, but he looks pissed. I tell the two can-toi to come here, I got something to show them. They look at each other for a bit and then they come closer. I tell them, look what I can do… and transform my right arm into a sharp blade like Alex Mercer does on Prototype.

They stare at that, but they don't seem particularly alarmed since I still look like their ally. One of them asks how I did that… the other one is about to say something when I use the blade to cut them both in half at the waist. They fall down in a spray of blood. I turn the blade back to my arm and change back to my normal form so Eddie will recognize me. Eddie is staring at me in what looks like a state of shock. I go over and untie him and give him his gun with some extra bullets. Eddie asks what the fuck I just did. I tell him there's no time to explain now, Roland is waiting for my signal that he is ok and that it is clear to attack the Devar-toi. Eddie follows me out of the store room and out to the street. Eddie takes cover, I go back to the center of the clear area and grab the bullhorn. I use it to say tell Roland all is clear. I have, of course, been spotted by the guards of the Devar-Toi. I recognize many of them as people Pimli Prentiss or that can-toi I consumed had worked with. But that doesn't matter. There is shooting going on all around, explosions, and soon the place is in total chaos. I have formed my arm back into a blade and am killing enemies with it. I notice I get shot a couple times and it doesn't seem to do anything, which clearly surprises the enemies. I see MoSh shooting several enemies that are approaching behind Eddie. I wonder who would have killed Eddie now that Pimli Prentiss is dead… MoSh is over near me now, shooting enemies. I tell him I'm losing the dream but I think they can handle the rest of these assholes. Everything fades to black as I wake.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

I've been getting only about 7-8 hours each night because i've had things to do this and part of last week. These dreams aren't very detailed because i'm used to getting 9-11 hours at least. However, after tomorrow, i get back on my regular schedule and should be getting more detailed dreams.

7-22-2013:
-The first dream started off with me playing some sort of rpg game that had elements of serious sam in it. I was on a team, we were in a chamber trying to shut off a bomb, we had to hit a lever up top and a lever down below at the same time while fighting hoards of enemies. We managed to pull it off and make it back safely to a town square sort of like where merchants sold all sorts of things.

-Me and a friend were in mexico, we were part of a drug cartel. We had recently been betrayed and had everything taken from us. We were planning our revenge. The last thing i remembered from this one was me running through a town and some people getting shot.

7-23-2013:
-I was in a dark room with a teacher from my school. The teacher was experimenting with lasers, it was pretty cool. He then gave me an assignment to go cook something, i remember getting in a car and heading out to the place to cook it at but that's all i remember.

-I was on my driveway, there were a bunch of other people here too, they were taking turns trying to see who could draw the best.

-This dream tells an epic story of a kid and his parents. I don't really remember that much but i will type what i know. It started off with the kid, he was trapped in a cave. He eventually finds his way out and makes his way to a futuristic looking city. There, his foster dad offers to do something for him, but he turns him down and this led to a very sad ending. The dream then reversed back to that scene and this time, the kid said yes, and all i remember is the kid making his way to a hotel room and finding an orange there.

7-24-2013:
-I'm at my school trying to learn some music, i then go to the bathroom. Except, the bathroom is the one at my house. As i go in, there are other people there, kind of weird. As i leave to go to bed, i remember trying to put a retainer over my retainer.

7-25-2013:
-The first dream this night was pretty long and all over the place. The most i can remember is: It had something to do with japanese and chinese, I adventured with a kid and a dragon, i think i may have committed some sort of crime at an airport.

-I was in an underground city and in some sort of cramped engineering room. There, my friend had claws on his hand and started cutting my face up. I then took the claws and cut his face up pretty bad and escaped into the sewers below. There, i became lucid and there was a nude girl beside me, so i got the impulse and had sex with her.

Scientists have been cloning dinosaurs, and are in need of volunteers to help raise them up to a certain age. My husband says we can, so we go to this sort of farm where they are keeping the younger, smaller ones little fences just like at a petting zoo. We are planning to get an herbivore, but as we're looking around I come across a baby T-rex that is about 3 feet tall with these huuuge goofy teeth, and I just can't get over how adorable it is and how much it looks like it's got this big goofy smile. So I bet my husband and he is definitely into the idea. We bring the baby t-rex home.

At first it is all going nicely. I'm really excited and I'm tossing it raw meat and such and only slightly nervous that it will decide to eat us. Then my cat comes sauntering out and I feel stupid that I forgot we have him and that the t-rex may eat him. Even though my cat seems to keep a very safe distance from the little t-rex, I am nervous out of my mind with worry for my kitty. I start calling the dinosaur farm place and begging them to let me bring the t-rex back and get an herbivore, explaining about the cat and my concerns, but they won't return my calls and I can't get in touch with anyone. That is all I remember, and if I recall correctly I actually woke up as I was leaving one such message in the dream.

Basically, It was the start of a new school term, I met up with my friend inside the building where we go to study English.

I went up, greeting him and asking him "Hey, what class are you in?".
He points towards the door by him, "this one, what about you?".

Then, that's when I had no idea what class I was supposed to be in, so he told me to go to the reception and ask for my timetable, so progressing down to the reception, I must of asked that I was missing something? Because they told me to wait just a second, then I had to go through these doors, some other students were there too, and then I got handed a pair of girly like slippers?

The next part I recall is being in a class with very long tables, filled with students. On my table was all girls, Asian to be precise. (I'm actually White British and no longer go to school).

There I was, right at the end of the table, with a full view of all the girls staring at me, giggling to themselves as I am wearing some girly shoes with nail varnish on. At first it was embarrassing, then I just went with it and started laughing too, putting my legs up on the table showing off my feet.
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That's actually all I can recall, I swear I remembered more of it earlier today, but there we go, my first written dream, EVER.

Hopefully I'll get better at this.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some pokemon game, there were no pokemons from original series though. it was like adventure platformer and the story progressed around searching something in mountains, there were a few scenes in forest and a couple of cities as well.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in some town and and i and some other dragons were searching for something while hiding in human form, then at some point we found a paper that listed some important information about one of us.

I'm watching what looks like a video of just sara, but it isn't the version that she put up online so I suppose it's the original unedited version, I realize the reason it's edited online is because she's at her and her sisters mansion and they're two street sign are in the background and they don't want anyone to know where they live. Suddenly I'm in the video I was watching, and I'm talking to tegan, she tells me about the guy they highered, and how he keeps trying to do things his own way by inviting large amounts of people into their house and acting like a hype man and booming loud rap music, I tell she should just fire him and that they could manage the mansion easily without him, beside he makes it considerably more difficult as all his guests leave the place a mess each time. As tegan and I continued our talk, sara walks over presumably to join our conversation, but three girl across the street with ridiculous hair notice them, and run across the street, we first considered running into the mansion out of panic but it was too late so as to not be rude they heard them out, the girls wanted sara number first and then also tegans, sara and tegan both began siting out number as I watched puzzled that they would give out their numbers but to my relief they both motioned to me to help them come up with the rest of I'm assuming fake numbers. So after that the damn guy they hired invited the girls in and when we enter the mansion there are so many people in, he's holding a party again, and some woman who thinks she's the shit comes in as if she's royalty, and I realize tegan and sara walked off so I go see where they went, they're at these roulette like games in the living room messing around with it, so I tell them I can get rid of the guy for them because they couldn't work up the nerve, I told them to write a letter expressing his departure, and that I would give it to him, and take the microphone he was talking to everyone with and I would tell them there was an emergency and that everyone must leave now, so I did just that. One the house was cleared of population, we saw the full extent of the mess people had left so I began to help them clean.

I'm walking through the beginning of a school, it looks like a highschool. I see the people I'm with I suppose they must be my friends, some of them begin to get picked on as we walk a path through it all, every time someone messes with one of my friends I hurt the bully either by punching, pushing, throwing their food in their face, and finally we get to the end of the school and this big tall guy starts to pick on me, so somehow I find a thick sewing needle and I jump on him and try to push the needle through his cheek, the guy tries his best to fight me off but I shove the needle into his face and he falls to the ground, but a teacher saw what happened and called security on us, but me and my friends realize we have these superhuman powers, so we fend off the security easily, but then this special unit is called on us and I assume they're bad because we freak out and start running for the exit, but some of the unit like four of them dressed in black are trying to block off the door while the rest of the unit are chasing from behind about 30 yards away. We fight the people at the door and it's hard to get passes them but this girl helps us from the outside (looks exactly like the girl from kickass, purple hair and purple outfit and everything, except she can fly like me), she get the door open for us and we run out into the parking lot and for some reason now it's night out. She tells us to follow her, she runs between cars and two of my friends follow her as I go around but keep up, it seems we lost one of our own, but we keep running and the girl stops at a black small pick up truck,she motions us to get into the bed of the truck so I jump and lay down in the bed of the truck trying to hide, but the unit is to close behind to not have seen me, the other two get caught and are trying to fight them off of themselves, and the girl tries to help, but I freak out and accidentally make the whole truck fly with me, so I use the truck to make the unit back up by slamming the truck up and down almost on them, so the girl and the two buys jump into the truck bed and I try to make the truck levitate out of there, but then suddenly me and the two boys black out, and awaken in some place, like a rundown pediatrician office, I turn my head and see my two friends knocked out on a table, and to my surprise the girl knocked out by them, I know that she could've gotten away, but I guess she purposely got caught so she could help break us out of this. Then my friends and the girl drowzily wake up too, and I get up and walk over to the door and try to open it, but this woman comes out of this hallway to the right, and with questionalbe concern tells me she didn't want it to come to this and that althouh she is with the unit, she wants to "help" us, but I run back to the table where my friends are at and try to urge them alert so we could climb out the window or something, the woman gets angered at this and runs over to us and she gives them shots that make them sedated. Then she sets her sights on me and I run around the room begging her not to, but then I feel the needle go into my neck and it clicks (literally felt pain) but I keep running even though now sloppily, then I feel it again and hear another click, I felt the pain in my left forearm, then she places me on the table with the others and she gives us this evil look. then she leaves the room. I dowze out for what seems a few seconds but mustv'e been longer because when I awaken I see the girl standing next to me and my friends behind her, they tell me to get up because we're going to escape, so I get up and follow them, the girl quietly opens the only door in the room, but that woman is sitting at a desk just outside the door and she saw us, so the girl slams the door shut and we run back towards the tables and the girls and my friend pull up this poster and there are these hematite blinds, and they pull them up and start to jump through one by one, and the girl tells me I'm next so I jump through to the other side, then I help the girl through and she puts the blinds back down, and we wait and wonder if the evil woman will know where we went, of she knew and we see her trying to get through the blinds into the small dark room we were in, so I look to the left and see a window and I run to it, and open it, I tell the girl to go first, so she does, and next me and then mty friends, there is only about and inch of wall design that we are able to walk on but we hurredly climb around the building, and then I hear the evil woman at the window we exited screaming for us to return or else. But we keep going and I decide it's time for us to fly, but only me and the girl can fly, my friends have different super power that I don't even know. So we both have one of them to grab on to us as we fly, but the edge we were on crumble and we all fell and had to hand on wires by our hands...sadly then I wake up

(I think the benadryl one day after still had an effect on my dreams, this was ridiculously long, vivid, and story like...which is a possible symptom from taking benadryl.)

(While running through the parking lot a became slightly lucid, as I was thinking how good it was I was keeping up with running when usually in my dreams I run so slow.)

Clearly I've been playing too much of The Sims 3 because even in my dream my Sim was trying to advance in her pitiful, virtual life. She had a total of four-hundred thousand Simoleons (Sim currency) and was planning on buying the Old Colonial Mansion, the most expensive house in the console version. Instead of finding the impressive home that I had seen in the waking world, the dream had pulled one of its "I'm-gonna-screw-with-you-'cause-I-can" stunts and flooded the manor. The story turned into a semi-action one and I knew that in order to get experience points (perhaps Crystogen Points, since I played Final Fantasy XIII last night) I needed to fight the ghosts and ghouls and whatever else nested inside the ruins.

The water didn't reach so high that it completely covered up the roof. Without swimming (I'm not sure if I was standing on the water or floating, but I know that I never swam) I jumped into one of the house's windows and landed in the attic.

From that point on the house somewhat resembled a shipwreck. The water on that level wasn't as high as what it had been outside and so the house was tilted so that the water flooded the left side. Despite this, I walked through the place completely unaffected by the gravity change and therefore had no reason to worry about swimming. The floorboards were wet and the paint was peeling off of the walls; the chandelier was barely hanging from the ceiling and the spiders had long since claimed the territory as their own. I'm pretty sure that I kept rising up the levels of the house each time I cleared the floor (even though I had started at the very top) because I never once had to swim and each time I came to a new floor the water was never higher than what it had been previously.

There must have been some point where I stopped to use the bathroom because Jasper--who must have been my roommate--knocked on my door and asked, "Have you heard yourself piss lately?"

"Yeah."

"Gosh. You might want to brush your teeth, you've got morning breath."

After that he left and I was stuck trying to find an end to the monsters that lurked among the shadows. Eventually I had had enough ("This place just doesn't feel like a home") and decided to switch the Old Colonial Mansion to the empty lot in its place. I would build my own house if I couldn't have a pre-made one!

I was in a void. I couldn't see, hear, feel, or sense anything at all. But I was fully aware that I was asleep and in a dream. I hadn't performed a reality check, either. I didn't remember losing consciousness or dreaming of anything prior to becoming lucid, so I wondered if this was some sort of "accidental WILD". It was then that I realized that I severely had to wake up and use the restroom.

This was frustrating, as I hadn't had a lucid dream in quite some time and I was excited to start having some dream fun. But I knew I had to wake up soon, so I decided I would try out at least one lucid dreaming technique. I have never spoken to my subconscious before in a lucid dream, so I decided to do that before I awoke.

Suddenly, my bedroom formed around me and I was standing beside the spot where my bed normally is. The room looked slightly different, and certain things (like my mattress) were missing. I asked the first thing that came to my mind aloud, "What is my greatest fear?"

Then, the environment around me started to change. It became darker, creepier. I started to become unnerved. I recalled that many people summon a DC or talk to their reflection in the mirror to communicate with their subconscious. I figured that if I wanted a straight answer spoken to me that this was the best technique to choose from. Then a mirror appeared against the wall straight ahead of me. My reflection stared back at me somberly.

"What is my greatest fear?" I asked my reflection. It merely stared back at me in its melancholy way. Meanwhile, the room was still changing and growing increasingly disconcerting. I was getting very uncomfortable with the changes. It is difficult for me to describe how the room was rapidly giving me a heavy sense of foreboding, as not many visual changes were taking place. It was mostly just the feeling my dream world was giving me, and there was the sense that some terrifying things were about to appear. I do recall seeing something like black wallpaper being slowly peeled away from the wall by nothing I could see, and there was a dark humanoid figure forming nearby to my right as well.

Rather uncomfortable now, I decided it was time to wake up and I would try this another time. I would try talking to my reflection first next time to get an answer. I willed myself to wake up.

I realize that my dream seemed to be trying to "act out" my greatest fear, although I am a bit unsure as to what that fear is. It could possibly be a descent into insanity, as I have always found that idea particularly unpleasant, but I am not sure. I will try this again the next time I find myself lucid.

Date: 25 July

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Pre bed: 200 mg valerian, 100mg B6, 1 pep. oil capsule

Dream quality and recall: The dreams were very vivid, recall was good but only noted keywords. I found some dreams emotionally exhausting.

Challenges: I had trouble falling asleep, and later it was warm and noisy so I couldn't do the proper WBTB and take advantage of the vividness to get more and longer lds.

Alarm: I set a WBTB alarm as my natural wakes have become unreliable.

Fragment1: Aggressive DC B6 style (+3 hrs). A person I know behaves very aggressively, I become enraged.

Early micro-ld (+3 hrs after bed): I am in a city that looks similar to one I dreamt a few months ago. Before I recognize this place I am falling with some kind of flying platform thing? Then I go down the street, looking for the city center, I know it is in the opposite direction. On a very low level, I know that this is a dream, so I daringly look around, trying to get into the closed shops. I get distracted by the stuff they are selling - Swarovski smilies that I consider buying for my mom. I continue down the street, rather non-lucid and see they sell rolled scarves. The one that catches my attention is white/pink and as I pass by the street stall, I swiftly take it and pretend nothing happened. I hurry up, but nobody pays me any attention. Contrary to rl, where I have to look at a manual and the mirror, I easily put the scarf around my head and shoulders and continue down the street.

All the previous street stalls and sellers were from India, and this street also has some Indian style of atmosphere. It looks a bit trippy too, as I see a few DCs spitting like crazy.I am distractedly lucid and try to avoid this weird sight, as I walk down the street. Yet, the act of spitting catches my attention and I soon see strange spit-related stalagmites appearing all around me. For some reason, my will activates at this point and I say out loud "this is my dream and I have full control". I didn't expect myself to say this at all, so this puts me into super clarity of mind. Contemplating the statement, I focus on the space in front of me and see the little transparent dot (pin head size, that I sometimes notice during the day if I sleep less that 5 hrs). If find this very strange. At this point the dream falls apart and I am back in bed. A DEILD could have been successful, but decided to visit the restroom.

Fragment: in front of grandma's, I consider climbing a tree, but as my friend confirms there are webs all over the tree so better not.

Fragment: flying?

Dream: We are in Belgium and I go in this person's lab, where I mix some stuff. He is arrested as he is the owner, but they will soon be coming after us too. As I am preparing to leave, a woman that lives in his place comes in and tells me they (cops?) are coming. I have to go to the store and admit I am the one that bought something. The woman in the store will recognize me, so I change my appearance. Before I go, I want to listen to a song, but bf interrupts me.

Fragment: I enter a building, but as I go up the stairs, it turns into shelves stocked with food. As my mind is trying to figure out what the hell is this, I decide that this a small local supermarket, and look at the items there. Lots of expensive cheese and carrot juice. I have climbed on the shelf as am examining all the items. Soon my dad comes in and talks about the food.

Dream: I am in my hometown, in a small garden, waiting for something I can't remember now, on the ground, when Will Ferrell comes to me. He starts talking in German and there is a touch of aggression in the way addresses me and behaves. I tell him to switch to American, then wonder at my own statement. He makes a few comments in English, then goes to a street stall where they sell books and switches to German again. He forces me to buy 4 books, although I see no sense in reading them (they look very outdated and boring). As I take the four books to him, I remember that I don't have money for all of them, maybe just one.

Dream: We are going somewhere with parents, and I know we are heading towards the cave as I see boulders being held by protective nets. Before I know it (this felt lucid for a second because the dream skipped), we are already in the cave. I remember I have to crawl in, so I touch floor and walls of the narrow passage with my hands. We continue forward, but unlike what I have expected, there are no other people here and it is absolutely dark. The passage also gets narrower, I see no point in going further.

Micro ld: I can't remember how this started, I am looking at something (maybe in the cave?) and then it changes so in the darkness in front of me I see these huge ocean waves. I exert control over them, the way I do in many non-lds, but this time I know it was a dream. I am watching this from the distance, as if I am in the cave or in the void and the waves are like a vision/dreamlet in front of me. Then I concentrate on the sound of the waves, I hear them form and crash on the shore over and over, retaining some part of the vision of the waves. I become like enchanted, trying to recall how did the memory of the waves become so ingrained in my subconsciousness. The explanation I come up with is that this is a memory where I am lying on the beach asleep or relaxed, with the waves as the background sound. I feel I am lying on the stomach on the beach, with eyes closed, as if I am relieving a past memory. I am relaxing, semi-asleep, listening to the sound of the ocean.

Dream: Another person pisses me off and I tell him exactly the same things I was thinking about in the last couple of days (saying them is not advisable irl)

Dream: I am on the couch with the son of family friends. For a second, I touch his arm, but then think again. No. He tells me he is sorry that his mom is always inviting me to celebrations (like birthday parties, etc.) and that actually he doesn't want me to be there. I understand, I don't want either. I know that his mom has been trying to hook me up with him. (a rather accurate evaluation, his mom is very enthusiastic about us meeting irl)

Thursday 7/25/13

Last night bed 10:55 - 3:21, Involuntary WBTB 3:21 - 4:20, then trying to fall asleep till 5, when I moved to sofa to WILD.

DR 3:21 - I'm on one of the higher floors of a large building. Dormitory or hotel. But nobody is there, only me and a few people. 3-4 of us sleep in the same room. It's hot and I'm in tanktop and undies. I finally ask them if it's ok for me to be dressed that way, one answers that it makes him uncomfortable.

There is some crazed family after us. Few kids and two adults.

I hide my cat from them in another room. Then they pretend to be vacuming and cleaning, I guess to be able to get close to us without suspicion. Then I remember I hid my cat in that room and run there, really scared, if he is still there. I find him under bed and he runs to me immediatelly, jumps in my arms and he whimpers, cries, shivers, clings to me - he was so scared. I feel so bad for him.

Then he starts talking to me. Normal sentences. I'm so surprised. The others want to tell the world about talking cat, but I stop them.

Then we ahve a fight with the crazy family members in the corridor. We subdue the kids, and father tells us we should worry about the mother, 'coz she is the real nutz.

DR - My former teacher is showing me her house, so I can find it from other reality, or when I'm in alternate reality.

DR - Promoting someone to DG and someone to mod

DR - I'm in my moms bed, showing someone how to induce LD/OBE, just by inducing sensations associated with transition.

DR from night before - I got a facefull of spider webs

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #125: He Had It Coming

I'm working with Wife, Mom, and Dad on a project where we're trying to restore a 30-foot replica of the Great Pyramid. The pyramid's sitting right on the edge of a neighborhood street where a house would normally be. We work on the interior for a while but it feels stuffy in there, so Wife and I go outside to do some work on the exterior.

It's nice outside, so Wife and I stand there for a bit enjoying the sun and the cool breeze. We're standing on something that looks like a driveway and about fifteen feet to our left is an elegant wooden side table with Wife's purse sitting on it. As we're standing there, a pair of tall, brutish-looking teenage boys approaches us. One starts rifling through Wife's purse and the other surrounds us from the other side. I'm angry and fearful, running through our "fight or flight" options when I realize that it's all a dream.

The guy who had been looking through Wife's purse is gone now. But when I turn back, the other kid has Wife by the forearm and she's cowering in pain. I'm overcome with a killing rage, the kind of anger you (hopefully) only feel in dreams. I'm aware that the thug is just a DC, but I want to stop him and I want to hurt him.

I hurry toward him, shouting a bunch of angry threats (including lots of profanity), and kick him squarely in the balls. The strike is perfect -- bone of the lower shin right into the "target".

As I deliver the kick, I'm amazed to see that I'm wearing white high-top sneakers like I did back in middle school. The combination of noticing this weird detail and the satisfaction of hitting the hated DC softens my anger a little.

Rather than double over, the DC stands rigidly straight, his feet lifting a few inches off of the ground and coming back down. His body is completely stiff and his face is frozen statue-like in agony. I get a hold of my temper enough to realize that if I keep fighting with him I might turn him into a real opponent. I really just want him gone from my dream scene. I force-push him high into the air and his paralyzed body flies toward a distant set of hills, quickly fading from sight.

When I look back at Wife, she's standing nearby, unhurt but nervously looking around. The place feels unsafe and I want to leave. There's no way that I can leave her behind after what happened, though, so I scoop her up in my arms. "We're going to the Colosseum," I tell her, and try to start flying. I can get about 3 feet off of the ground but after that I feel like I can't move both of us. Even though she's pretty tiny IWL, her weight feels "real" while my dream body feels almost totally weightless. It seems to be getting in the way of flying.

"Am I too heavy?" she asks. I show remarkably good dream judgment by ignoring this question. I try flying a few more times, each time with the same result. I know that I should come up with some creative solution to this but it's not coming to me. I think about throwing her over my shoulder or imagining her floating like a balloon but before I can do any of this, the dream ends.