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The dream starts off in third person where I see pinkyxxx the pornstar jump off a very tall ledge high above ground. there were people around her and apparently they were doing some dare or something and people around pinky are laughing saying omg when pinky jumps off the ledge. my point of view which ill just say is the camera follows pinky all the way down to where she lands. it's a loing fall and several bodies of water I thought she was going to land in just bypass all of them for this little pool of water. when she lands she lands directly beside the pool of water and plops right on the sand. I start laughing making fun of her, then the camera pans to my point of view and I kinch her in the neck. Her friends come down and they talk about how crazy it was and one of them mentions me kicking her in the head. they don't sound to worried about it but one of them tells pinky as she gets up seemingly unharmed by the fall. pinky makes some kind of gesture to me and then some short black pudgy guy comes at me like he's going to fight. the dream fads and changes. Now I'm in some house and I have something in my mouth which effects my speech. I look in the mirror and I prepare to tell pinkyxxx that I'm a serial killer and that I going to murder every pornstar and stripper in the world. I practice this for a bit and when I say it, I like the way it sounds with the stuff thats in my mouth. makes me sound kinda scary and I prepare to hunt pinkyxx and all the other pornstars for a nationwide murder spree of erotic blood.

Seems like my recall of dialogue from dreams is not good, even from lucid ones.

I 'wake up' on my bed in my room and take off headphones, i still hear binaural beats, confirming that i am dreaming. Dream was pretty unstable and it was hard to move, so i did stabilization by feeling the bed with my hands and also by rubbing hands. I recalled my goal to find a way to change location and i recalled that i wanted to try running through walls. I get up and try running into one, but dream fades out before i get to it.
I am on the bed again, i know that i am still in the dream. As i get up i hear some loud, booming voice shouting something about nature, creating some sort of shock wave and thrusting me upwards, i suddenly feel wings once again and manage to stop my motion before hitting the ceiling and. I get back to the floor and shout some thing along the line "What was that about", the voice responds: "I AM ___ OF NATURE OF EARTH"(Can't recall the underscore'd word). I accidentally close eyes and dream destabilizes again.
I am on the bed once again, this time with pillow somehow stuck on my front. I do some more stabilization and then get up, and as i walk i shout "Show yourself!", the owner of the voice from before appears in front of me in blue glow, but since i was walking pillow that stuck in front of me hits him and falls off. The owner of the voice appears to be midget of less than an half of my height. We greet each other and talk about something for a bit that i can't recall at all. Then i decide to attempt to run through wall again, but as i get close to the wall, some sort of forcefield slows me down. Midget starts running around the room while being completely invisible(I dunno how, but i 'felt' whenever he was nearby). I was trying to catch him, but as he becomes visible he's not a midget anymore and in fact he's somewhat taller than me, also he's wearing some sort of industrial working suit. He ignores me and starts connecting something to big speakers on the desk(I don't have speakers in the room IWL, i use headphones), and saying that it's something special. I accidentally close eyes again, but this time dream remains stable. I decide to reattempt my goal again, but as i run to the wall i get knocked to the bed from the side(possibly by ex-midget). Dream fades out.

After a completely crap day, I was happy to awake from these frivolous nonlucids:

1.) Bouncing brownie trainers
2.) All the way sex with a sexy wolf man
3.) Golf cart ride with Nicole's autistic younger brother AKA the chocolate mousse cup mishap

SP
Non-Lucid
Lucid
I haven't had sleep paralysis at night in a long time, which is good because SP at night always produced nightmares even if it was just about my bedroom. This time I feel it coming and it doesn't scare me. It's faint, I know I can choose to go with it or to shake myself out of it. I consider SP a rare opportunity for a partial lucid dream, so I take it.
There's a distant buzzing and my body feels heavy. I tilt my head back slowly, and the more I tilt it back the louder the buzzing gets. I actually see myself for a split second, the crown of my head burrowed back into the edge of my pillow. Then I see my room, my eyes fix on the bookcase across from the bed. Everything still looks normal, which is a plus.
For one I actually remember that I've always wanted to try singing while I'm Lucid, and this is as close as I can get to it. I feel like I've slipped between the layers of the world and found a good...transmitting spot. I start to hum ascending notes. It resonates in my head, I can feel the vibration of the notes in my teeth like I'm humming with my jaw clenched except it doesn't -feel- clenched.
I wonder if I'm actually making noise, or if it's all in my head. So I will my mouth to move and issue the beginning of words. Definitely a difference, the singing is all in my head.
I sing Liam's name and wonder if he can hear me, midday is the best time for dreams like this.



I'm dropped into the middle of a dream. I'm Clary Fray from the Mortal Instruments series. She's at a hospital, waiting in the office. She's grilling the receptionist about some event, sure that the woman knows about the person she's looking for.
The receptionist is a pretty black woman, dressed in a blue skirt and jacket. Clary exits via a door behind the receptionist but my subconscious stays to witness the next part of the story. I notice the bluish-white walls and dark blue commercial carpet. The woman picks up the phone and dials a number. She looks terrified. I can only hear her half of the conversation.
"No, I didn't say anythin---please don't! You can't! I promise I didn't say---"
The sleep paralysis has warped the dream, I can only see part of her face and the longer I look at it the stranger she becomes. She begins to gain the appearance of a stuffed doll. The eye I can see blinks furiously, warding off tears. Each time she blinks and squeezes her eye shut it gets smaller until it is an oblong black bead.
This really disturbs me. What happens next is worse. She shakes her head and begins to choke, phone still at her ear. Her head separates violently from her shoulders, twists off and lands in the corner, spraying the room with bright red blood.
I stare at this in disbelief. I know I need to get help. I no longer remember why, but I go into the corner of the room. I look myself over to make sure I'm not covered in blood, there's a little bit of spatter on my shoes.
Out of the corner of my eye I notice a black kitten wandering over the threshold. Before she can track through the blood I pick her up and leave the room to notify someone of what has happened.

The hallway outside is wide and carpeted in that same commercial grade blue. The doors are all blonde wood with silver handles. I start checking rooms for hospital staff. The first room on the right stands open. The cat starts to freak out, flailing wildly and clawing the hell out of my arm. I hold on to her, when I look into the room I understand her distress. There are two large, collared lynxes standing at the foot of the bed. One is black, the other is a kind of white/cream/grey calico with a red collar. This room is brightly lit. I can see the foot of a big hospital bed.
The next room on the right is dark and has three big black dogs.
I begin to understand that I'm in the supernatural wing of the hospital. I set the cat down and she follows me. I see the mouth of the stairs at the end of the hallway. The female cat has become a male dog and runs ahead of me to the stairs. He looks back to see if I'm following and then darts down the stairs.
When I reach the stairs I hesitate. I know from previous dream experience that stairs give me trouble.
"There's no guard rail." I think, frowning at the wide, curving, steep stairway. The steps are long and shallow, covered with raised dark grey circles. "I hate stairs. Well...won't know if I can do it until I try." I try to keep my hand on the inside wall as I descend, but the sharp decline of the stairs gives me a bad case of vertigo. I trip, and fall down them like they are a slide. I tumble out by glass double doors and try not to be embarrassed about my inability to traverse a set of stairs.
There's a woman dressed in blue scrubs with her hair tied back in a ponytail. She's at a vending machine, I call to her.
"Hey, do you know who this dog belongs to?"
She looks surprised. "He's mine. I wonder how he got out, must have jumped his wall."
For some reason I'm defensive, "I don't know I just found him wandering around in the hallway." I hesitate, wondering how I should tell her that the receptionist upstairs has met a terrible end. Will she blame me? How much time did it take me to get down here? If it's been hours will I look guilty that I've waited.
"I thought I'd get something from the vending machine while it was still slow. "
I glance down at the dog, he has a long plastic wrapped stick of nutterbutters in his mouth. "I guess we know what -he- wants."
"Hey, I don't know who to tell..." I say finally, I don't actually tell her aloud what happened to the receptionist and I don't get to hear her response. She runs past me to phone upstairs, the phone is bright red.They want me to meet back in the office so I can tell them what I saw.

I appear back upstairs and I'm walking with Clary to the office. I turn to face her and one second I'm thinking she looks exactly as I imagined her and then I think "What are you talkin' about? She doesn't look anything like Clary." As soon as I think it, she begins to look different.
For one her hair is a dull wispy blonde instead of red. I stare at her, mentally shouting at it to change, while actually flailing my hands at her. "red." nothing. "Change!" nope. "YOU. ORANGE. NOW." Nothing. The dream-Clary is looking at me with mild amusement.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
For a split second I'm not myself, I'm her mother. I take her face in my hands and lean down. She smiles at me. Her face changes, because with SP dreams nothing is really fixed, she almost looks deformed.

There's a lapse. I'm in a van, in the middle row of seats. Another character from the book, Simon, is driving. He says he has no idea where we're going. I offer to take over because, you know, you can totally switch drivers while still moving. I climb over the seat in front of me, leaving three people sitting in the back by the rear doors. I see Simon with his light grey hoodie. I make my way over the next row of seats to where Simon is and he takes my place in the back of the van.
That's when I realize he was somehow driving from the second row instead of the driver's seat. I frown at it. The driver's seat is pushed really close to the dash. I squeeze myself between it and the wheel.
"How were you even driving from back there?"
"Just talented I guess."
"That is NOT an answer."
He laughs at me.
I really want to move the seat back but I'm afraid of crushing the knees of the people behind me. Besides, I have to concentrate on driving. I turn right at the intersection...

I don't really remember the rest. Something about parking on a road in a patch of woods bordering a farm.

Since I haven't recalled any dreams in over a month, because I'm too lazy, I just made a vlog on two dreams I had months ago.



Note: I do not love Denver, and my voice is a bit too high, probably because of the recording. Bleh.

02/26/13

Bullies
I am in what looks like a western town, I am walking down a dusty road. I have no idea where I am or how I got to be here, but this doesn't seem odd to me. I just keep walking down the road until I hear a commotion around a corner. I follow the sound of the commotion and I find three men picking on one boy who looks like he is mentally disabled. I recognize the people from the Dark Tower series. The three men are Eldred Jonas, Clay Reynolds, and Roy Depape. The boy is Stanley Ruiz, aka Sheemie. Roy Depape and the others are all making fun of Sheemie, I think Roy might be considering shooting him.

Branch A: I am thinking I should do something about the situation when I see there is another man there, and I recognize him as MoSh. MoSh says he doesn't like to see someone picking on someone who has limited mental capacity… then walks up to Sheemie and says he should go ahead and leave these three unfortunate men alone. Sheemie looks a bit confused but glad to leave, and he hurries off. Eldred Jonas picks up on the insult right away and gets pissed. His face turns red. He tells MoSh he had better take that back. MoSh says he would get into a battle of wits with Jonas, but he makes a point not to get into a fight with someone who is unarmed. Jonas has his gun out instantly and fires a bullet right at MoSh's feet, and he seems surprised when MoSh doesn't even flinch. MoSh takes the gunslinger challenge and pulls out a gun even faster than Jonas, shooting the gun right out of Eldred's hand. All three of them are stunned now. They are still staring at MoSh when the sheriff shows up with Sheemie. It looks like Sheemie thought there might be trouble and brought a cop. They arrive just in time to see Eldred Jonas picking his gun up off the ground, I notice he has a gun of his own out but seems uncertain. MoSh has concealed his own gun. The sheriff wants to know what is going on, and Eldred is the first person to respond. He says he was showing off his piece to their new friend (MoSh), nothing here that requires the law to intervene. The sheriff seems glad at the idea that nothing is really going on here. He tells Sheemie he knew there wasn't really anything serious going on. I notice Eldred Jonas wants to keep his ruined gun from being seen, he holsters it as if it was still useful. Apparently he doesn't want to admit he was outdrawn so easily.

Branch B: I am thinking I should do something about the situation. I tell the three of them they had best be leaving Sheemie alone. Eldred Jonas says it's none of my business and I'd best be moving along. Roy Depape seems to have a bit of a different opinion… he eyes me over a time or two and says maybe there is something I could do to distract him if I want the retard to live for one more day… the way he is eyeing me I know what he is thinking and the thought makes me a bit nauseous. But I don't want him to just shoot Sheemie before I can get to him so I pretend to be considering his proposition… until I get close enough. From the look on his face I think he is expecting to get lucky… instead he gets my knee in his groin, as hard as I can do it. Eldred Jonas has his gun in his hand almost instantly, but he isn't fast enough before I kick the gun right out of his hand using a martial arts move. I follow that with a kick to the gut, knocking the asshole flat on his ass. I tell Sheemie he might want to take this opportunity to leave… which he does. Clay Reynolds seems too stunned to do anything but stare, I think he is shocked at the idea of a woman fighting back like that. That doesn't keep me from knocking him on his ass. With the three of them all nursing injuries I tell them to leave Sheemie alone, or next time I might not be in such a good mood. I manage to make it around the corner before I wake up.

I have two parts the one before the WBTB, and the Lucid afterwards.

• I was playing some Black Ops 2 with some friends on cargo. I had the AN-94 with a scilencer. We finished and two people came up to me. One was Harry, the other Jonathan. We talked how the SWAT-556 should have been better than the AN-94, as it had a rate of fire at 1600 rounds/min and could shoot faster. I swung my katana sword at harry, missing purposefully. I then thought about a human heart.

This is the WBTB dream:

• So I was playing Black Ops 2, again, same map, same mode, except I had a gold plated light machine gun. I was talking with friends.
• Some how I become Lucid I was on some sort of snowy farm. I looked up at the moon. I wanted to go there. The moon was a grey crescent and kept getting larger and larger. The next thing I know I'm on the moon. The gravity was lacking, and the ground looked puffy like Styrofoam. I also remember being on the farm but it having a lunar surface. So I got tired of the moon and wanted to go to earth. I looked around and found a very detailed earth, but It had little pixalated icons on it. Some how I was now on a computer screen and googled a place I wanted to go to. The auto suggestion said Londen*, UK so thats where I went. *Not to be confused with the large city London.
• I guess I was teleported to London and was on a giant eleveated train station. It was very sunny out and I wanted to do two things. Find a cute girl for sex and have the best dream food ever. I was in 3rd person and was in a teal dress(WTF?). So somehow I went into a sims stlye main menu. I randomized It and became a black dude with dreadlocks and a freaky pair of reading glasses. They had a bright purple plastic that covered your forehead.
• Some how i went to Spain next, to see if I could speak what I'v learned. It was dark outside and bombs were dropped in the backgound. I talked to this chef who was making spaghetti in a long wooden wheel barrow. He spoke spanish but I cant remeber if I understood him or not.
• Some how I ended up in Flordia trying to help a poor dying robot-old-lady.

That all I can remember, except that I did do RCs and I may have become lucid looking at a web page. I then tried googleing if I was ludid or not.

Friday, 1st of March.

-Sadly, I did not recall any dreams again last night, I need to work on my recall a bit harder.

I awoke feeling fairly normal at first, this turned into frustration as I could not recall my dreams.

Fallen asleep during recall, again, oh well, i guess next time.

Dream 1(fragment):

I recall something about two games, also something related to ladders.

Dream 2(fragment):

Something about mecha of some kind.

Sleep – 11:15pm
Wake ups – 3:40am
Finial wake up – 6:30am
WBTB – 3:40am-3:50am

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Not-Dream

- I was driving a car around a car park. The car park was pretty much full and I couldn’t find anywhere to park. As I was driving down a lane the car stops responding to what I tell it to do. It then starts to control its self. It then started to spin around on the spot. I noticed that this shouldn’t be able to happen as there definitely wasn’t enough room to do this a second ago as the nearby cars were too close.

I figured that this was a dream and too check it I did the nose pinch RC. As I expected I could breathe through it and I became completely lucid. I tried to get the car to stop moving but I woke up as I was trying. I looked over to my alarm clock and noticed that I should have been up about an hour ago. I rushed up and went to go make a quick breakfast. As I was running down the stairs I woke up again. (I thought to myself that I thought I just woke up. I did a quick RC and found out that this wasn’t a dream and that must have been a FA.)

- I was in my kitchen getting myself ready to go out as I was going to run a shop my dad had bought. I could hear my brother and sister arguing about something upstairs.

still struggling to get any form of recall. but i just remember my brother bursting in, waking me up saying the police are here! and then i woke up properly. that is all

#1
My little brother and I are at a state park looking at the snake exhibit the snakes are somehow odd looking, and my bro is talking loudly about the colors of their scales. (something he would do irl) then they act angry and agressive.

suddenly I am in an episode of Naruto and the young team Kakashi (before sasuke defected) are confronting Orochimaru. everything goes dark and all i can see is someone is swinging a shiny blade on a string, then the light is back and everyone is a puppet. they fall and break, then I woke up.

Causes: I am working on an eagle scout project at a state park. The second part is probably because Orochimaru often attacks with snakes.

my experiment with dreaming starts here. I will be writing any dreams I remember in this journal. When I start having lucid dreams, they will be written in blue.

Well, I had this dream about 12 hours ago... when I woke I didn't really remember much I just smiled and knew I had a fascinating dream.

Whilst driving to work I saw an oil tanker... and then my dream came flooding back to me! I can only remember parts of it and I wasn't lucid at all - so this dream description will neither be complete or make sense, but hey, it's a dream journal.

The only major bits I can remember is that I was at my old house with my family and we was in my back garden which was like 100 times larger than it was. Annoyingly, I noticed this but I just accepted it as the norm... Furthermore, there was a very large machine/oil tanker in my back garden that my dad seemed to be particularly proud of.

It comes to my attention that I have seen this garden before with these large objects in them - but once again, I accepted this as the norm and I didn't become lucid.

I remember messing around with some of the oil tankers and it started to make a noise... my mum shouted "Ryan, not this again! Get away!" And we all run in to my house and all of a sudden a massive explosion erupted and shook the house. At the same time I bite my tongue from the force, yeah... it hurt!

The house started to collapse so we rushed outside; suddenly a second and then a third explosion happened and the whole house just blew up, which then in turn, started to blow up the whole street. As we was running away I got this horrible feeling of dismay as I felt like I had betrayed my dad and the thought of how he would react to this situation... and then in my dream self (still not lucid) I remember having a similar situation like this before and my dad wasn't happy then either (but this still didn't prompt my lucid awareness - as I just accepted it as real life).

There were some random car driving and running way at this point, can't really remember.

One more thing that I remembered on my drive to work though, was that, when the house was exploding, I recall seeing a family of foxes (or close to foxes) two large ones and four to six baby ones sitting on some concrete stairs leading to a random house on the exploding street... the baby ones looked so cartoonish in design, however. The funny thing is... I remember seeing these cute animals and thinking to myself "awwhh, they're nice" .... then all of a sudden ... a big part of a house (from the explosions) came down and flattened the animals....

Some crazy dream, eh?

Top part is just the DJ for me to keep track. The bottom is a question I have for more veteran LDers

In some sort of basement/holing cell with some crazy guy. I think we were being held captive. I know he was being held captive at least. He kind of looks like the main guy from Just Cause 2. We successfully escape (somehow) and steal white mustang with a black stripe from our captors and drive away from them while they get into a cargo truck. We drive recklessly down the highway a little ways and stop to get gas at Sheetz and the bad people catch up to us. Somehow their truck has turned into a small blue/grey hatchback… looks like an older maybe early 90s car.

I then wake up to my alarm and go to work. Which is where I am now.

I am trying to understand this entire lucidity while dreaming. I understand the concept of it but I want to know what the average time that people start experiencing LD's are.

If anyone reads this if you could post and say how long you practiced your techniques before you had your first LD and which technique you used that would be great and very beneficial.