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As I was trying to fall asleep for my 4 AM nap, I entered that weird state where I was half-dreaming and half-awake. I was driving a car through a town that I've seen in my dreams before. My sister was in the passenger seat. I remembered reading something about how cars wouldn't work right in dreams, and suddenly I was sitting in the backseat with the steering wheel and everything. I became semi-lucid, realizing that I was dreaming but not really caring. I was also somewhat aware of my physical body lying down, but it was faint and I wasn't really thinking straight. Suddenly, I started to lean back like the seat I was in was reclining. Once I was fully lying down, I was suddenly totally awake, but felt really weird. My whole body was vibrating, I heard growling in my ear, and I could feel waves going through my body, sort of like when you shake out a towel or blanket. I knew 100% what was going on, and tried to enter a dream but I guess I got too excited or nervous. The HIs started to fade and then I moved and woke up. I did an RC and found out that I was awake.

So, an almost successful, unintentional WILD! If that isn't progress, I don't know what is. I'll have to experiment more with WILDs instead of just focusing on DILDs.

Eeep!

Yesterday, I posted on one of the threads, "I will have a LD tonight. It's happening." Hahahahahahaha.

I can't remember a huge amount of detail about the previous dreams I had. Some stuff about shooting arrows, family very angry with me and shouting at me, some dogs? Things like this. But anyway, I woke up around 7:40 (I think). I didn't really want to move, I was a bit spooked. But, I thought I'd try the SSILD technique. I did a few cycles, but was kind of worried about how my thoughts were wandering, because I didn't feel like they were always wandering to random scenes, sometimes they were wandering to, "How will I write this up tomorrow? What's happening?" etc. I fell asleep, but woke up quickly. It was very realistic, but I did three RCs anyway. They all failed. I reached for my phone so that I would have that to use to RC. Weirdly, I was too afraid to turn around and get it, I just sort of hooked my arm behind me and grabbed it. I kept on doing the cycles and I feel like I got better at them, lost track of where I was, how many I'd done, etc. I thought I was having difficulty falling asleep, but actually it didn't take long. I was having some dreams about being in bed, with my computer next to me. I was just chatting to people and stuff. It didn't feel like an FA; it felt like a dream, but it was kind of like, I knew it was a dream, but I couldn't be bothered calling it out on it. Like I felt passive and partially aware, but not lucid. I'm not sure. This sounds really confusing. I don't know if anybody knows what I mean. You know it's not waking life, you know it's a dream, but that's as far as you go. You might do a reality check, but you're not actively doing it, you're just dreaming about doing it. You're in the dream and you know things aren't really happening, but you haven't made that full stretch into lucidity.

Anyway, I don't know what happened next, but suddenly I woke up, [or maybe my room changed and what I described above was me becoming lucid] and my computer was there but it was going wappy, and I just knew instantly I was dreaming, but this time, I was really there, I was active, inside the dream and I was aware. I sat up and held up my hand. It was dark and I could only see it's outline. It was kind of hard to focus on, but I only counted the right amount of fingers. Still, I knew I was dreaming. I shouted, "Omg, I'm dreaming!" But my voice was thick and distorted and I could feel the dream slipping, so I started rubbing my hands together and I was pleased that I remembered to do this. I calmed myself down for a second and then I got up and there were some things different about my room, and I kept on thinking, "Yes, I'm dreaming!" Normally, IRL, the prospect of waking up in my dark room, where stuff wasn't quite right, really spooked me, but in the dream, I felt confident and happy. I skipped across my room to my door and shouted out, "I will be in Teesside!" This has been a big goal for me in relation to LDing. It's all I can think about at the moment, so I think that's why I picked it. I got super- excited and thought, "Must do this NOW!" Anyway, the same thing happened to my voice and I felt the dream slipping so I remembered that I should crawl around on the floor to stabilise. So I did and it felt so unbelievably realistic that I got excited again and woke up. The time was 9:05.

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After a couple of minutes, it sunk in and I was overcome with emotion. The dream was short and kind of gloomy, but I'd finally had a LD! The thing that really got to me the most though was how unafraid I was. Like I said, this morning, with loads of light coming in, I couldn't even roll over to get my phone, and at night, I run back to my room, even with all the lights on. But in my dream, even with this crazy-looking computer and a dark, shadowy room, I felt nothing but joy. All those fears just disappeared.

I just can't get over it; it was the most incredible feeling in the world. It's mind-blowing. Now I know why you guys are hooked

I can keep this up.

Lula x

01/27/13

Dark Tower Fail
I am in the sky flying over the Nile river in Egypt. I land on a beach near the river and wait for the dream to stabilize. I think I would like to go for a Dark Tower dream. So I focus on opening a portal and I go through it. On the other side I don't recognize where I am as a scene from the Dark Tower. I am in some kind of underground temple ruins that look like something out of a Tomb Raider game.

I wonder if this is some variation of the Dark Tower world or if I have ended up somewhere else entirely. I go with the Tomb Raider game, and I do a couple jumps from one pillar to another in order to keep off of the ground. I see there are people on the ground, they seem to be looking for something. I get the idea I'd rather not be seen by those people. I see an exit passage over a door at the far end of the room. A couple jumps get me to the passage, though I succeed in knocking some debris down as I go. Some of the people down below notice that, though they don't actually see me. One of them says they are not alone in here… another says there is an Assassin here… my thought is there is no one here but Lara Croft. I do a final jump to reach the passage over the door, though I almost miss the jump. I scramble up the edge feeling a bit less graceful than Lara Croft right now. I hear the people behind me talking about finding something before the Assassin. Assassin? Maybe I'm not playing Tomb Raider… I follow the passage over the door and drop down on the other side. There is a long hall that looks like a place that would be perfect for a trap. I think maybe I can avoid setting off any traps by not touching anything. I fly down the hall, being careful to touch nothing. The hall ends at a dead end. I think that is a bit strange. I hear an explosion behind me. Whoever is trying to get here first is behaving like a bull in a china shop. I look closer at the dead end and see there is a keyhole of some kind. It looks about the right size for a hidden blade… which I use to open it. A slab of concrete slides to the side. In the next room there is a treasure chest in the middle of the room. I open the chest and find there is a glowing orb inside it.

I wonder what that is. I hear voices behind me, the people from the other room are almost here. I grab the orb and slide it into a pocket on my robes, which are my usually Assassin's Creed style robes. Now to split. I focus on opening a portal to my intended Dark Tower dream. A door forms, standing on its own in the room. I open it just as the people reach the far door and see me. I hear one of them calling to me to stop right there, but I go through the door and slam it in their faces…

Note: I woke up at this point, but actually succeeded in a WBTB lucid dream that continued the same dream…

House of Spiders
I am in a strange house, I have just come through a door. The door closes behind me and then disappears. I wonder where I am, I pause to clear my mind. I know I am dreaming, and I know I had been looking for a Dark Tower dream. I feel the weight of something in one of the pockets of my robes. I look at it and find it is a glowing orb about the size of a baseball. I put it back. I look around the house. It looks like some kind of haunted house, and I soon remember that Jake had to pass through such a house in order to join Roland and the others.

I wonder if in this case he will need help or if I'm just here to make sure it's ok. I remember MoSh. I open one of the doors off of the hall I am in with the intent of finding MoSh. The door opens on a library, and I see MoSh in the other room. He is standing near a book case full of old books, he is paging through one of them. I try to get his attention, but he seems quite distracted by the book he is reading. There is someone behind me. I turn around, certain I will see someone there, but there is no one. I go down the hall and reach a landing that overlooks what must be a living room. There are people down there, they are looking around as if confused. One of them says it doesn't matter where they are, find the fucking Assassin and get the artifact back. I recognize the people as Templars. I think they want the orb in my pocket. I am watching them when a big fat spider drops down on the railing right in front of me. Spiders don't normally bother me, but this is a fat reddish one that is the size of a softball… and I am immediately grossed out.

I take an involuntary step back, issue an involuntary "Gah!" as I trip over my own feet and fall on my ass. The Templars down below hear me and one of them points and announces to the others that the Assassin is upstairs. They head for the stairs, I don't want to bother with Templars right now. I go back to the door where I saw MoSh. I get lost. I wonder how I managed to get lost when the hall had seemed so simple before. It's like the whole place has changed itself. I am in a long hall with doors on both sides. There is a Templar right in front of me, he is demanding that I hand the artifact over. Something drops on my shoulder. I practically freak out, it is one of those spiders! The Templar demands again that I hand it over… so I grab the spider and hand it to him, desperate to have it off of me. The spider feels hairy, wiggly, and gross. The surprised Templar takes the spider, then instantly drops it and steps back with a cry of shock and disgust. I don't have time to view his reaction, there are more spiders. I want out of there. I run down the hall, dodging a couple more spiders as they drop from the ceiling. I see Jake at the end of the next hall, groping at a hole in the ground. There is a door at the end of the hall that seems to be glowing. The walls of the house are moving all around me. I see figures emerging from the walls, and a large face at the end of the hall. The face has sharp teeth and it looks hungry. As if to prove that it devours the Templar in one bite. Jake is freaking out, but he has apparently gotten the key. The door at the far end of the hall opens. I head down the hall as hands reach out of the wall, groping for Jake. I use my Witchblade sword to cut the hands off of the walls as Jake finds a wall of solid dirt behind the door. More hands grope for Jake and me. I cut them off as they reach for us. A door has opened in the end of the hall. A large plaster figure is coming from the end of the hall, reaching with huge hands. Something flies in from the door… something invisible… passes by me in a rush of air and collides with the figure with a loud crash. I give Jake a boost forward (up?) through the door. Roland grasps his hands and pulls him through. He reaches back for me, but I don't make it before I wake up.

Date: January 27, 2013 ||| Time Block: 2:30 PM to 4:00 PM ||| Length: 10 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, SSILD, BAT

Methods: lay in bed to take a nap; performed 5 or 6 SSILD cycles; repeated the alphabet mentally and used some other experimental methods for quite a while.

Account:

I turn over on my right side. A few minutes pass, and I start to notice that the thing's I'm thinking of are being visualized somewhat sharply. I try to make them even more vivid, and successfully imagine a scene with me sitting in a room with some other people, and seeing their faces very clearly. I'm in an unsustainable position, so when I move, I notice it fade. This happens a couple more times, each time vivid visualizations. Eventually, I find that they don't work anymore, and just lie there trying to embed what happened in my memory. But then I realize I should always do a reality check after lucid dreams. I do one, am blown away to find I'm still dreaming, and try to get up, but in the very process of feeling my dream body rise, I wake myself up, *and my rising continues with my real body*, until I'm sitting up, and verify that I'd just awoken.

Date: January 27, 2013 ||| Time Block: 3:00 AM to 9:45 AM ||| Length: 5 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 2/1. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: BAT

Methods: lay in bed for the night; repeated the alphabet mentally and used some other experimental methods until I fell asleep.

Summary: I'm at some place near some buildings and a large field, and I realize I'm dreaming while in the air; I remember my dream goals, and go down onto the grass to try waiting there; a dog or wolf comes up, I think from an existing plot, and I float back higher into the air to get away from it.

In my dream, Death was one of my friends. We were hanging out together, not alone but with a group of friends. They were my sisters friends actually. My sister was also there. Death was paying more attention to me that night. So I turned to him and asked him if I was going to die that evening. He said I was, but I was very healthy. He said it was going to be an accident. He said someone was going to accidentally set me on fire in the kitchen!! So I asked him to postpone my death and he agreed to speak to his higher authority. He got me the extension, but he couldn't tell me for how long. He said it could be anywhere between a month to one year. I told him I wanted more, but he said extensions are only granted once.

So, from now on, I'll be posting my DJ online. I've been keeping one since 2008, and I don't really want to post those all on here. So from this date on, my DJ is online!

Oh, Dreamviews, how I've missed you. You introduced me to the world's greatest getaway.

<3

Dream 1 Fragment - I was showing my best mate (TM) metalcore music because he doesn't normally listen to that.
Dream 2 Fragment - There was some sort of reversed magnetic field in my house because everything was becoming stuck to the roof. Also lots of stuff was floating and spinning outside the conservatory door.
Dream 3 Fragment - I was walking back through my local town and i went into a sweet shop about halfway through the town (there isn't one here in reality) to see 3 men, one of which was the owner of the shop, talking about going clubbing.
Dream 4 Fragment - I make a joke about my friend's (CDL) band while standing at the college reception.
Dream 5 Fragment - I see the girl i like (IH) from a distance down a long corridor/hall/hallway. She is with friends who i don't know and looks like she is practicing for some sort of drama performance, although i'm not sure if i knew it was a drama performance or if this was something i made up when i awoke. The lighting in the corridor is dark red/maroon although the lighting was not too strong.
Dream 6 Fragment - (I'm not sure if this was on the same night as it seems like a lot of dream fragments for one night however i have written it to be on Thursday so i will write it here) One of my friends (WS) and i are cycling and doing tricks on our bikes (i can't do tricks in real life) He was teaching people to do a certain trick (I've called it kick flipping when i wrote it down although i don't know if that's something you can actually do on a bike in reality or if that phrase is used for something different to what i saw) on a different friend's (AS) bike in some sort of video demonstration. The video demonstration was in first person and it felt like i was the one on the bike.

I remember seeing my college maths teacher (M) but not in my classroom. Somewhere dark which looked like it was underground. I had forgotten my maths book and M was complaining because i had forgotten it before as well.

I was in the home of someone who was giving away playing cards and i remember playing with a pack and just shuffleing them around. They were a jungle bicycle deck of cards although in reality i am unsure as to weather Bicycle have released a jungle deck.

27.01.2013

Reverie: Part I (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was a midst a few others at twilight. The time was nearing for the day to end and we were fulfilling some duties before all the daylight was gone. I was mentioning to the others about how we needed to do this so someone would get what they deserved. There was some sort of odd notion about that while we were sweeping sand with small wooden tools. Each tool had an end with three prongs on them. We were in a giant field of sand. Near the center, the sand was a dark green color, whereas it was fairly normal near the outer edges.
I was going very swiftly through the motion of sweeping the sand, and my tool broke so as to only contain one prong. I stopped to look at it for a moment before continuing like nothing had happened. I finished what I was doing and paused to look out over the land before me. I could see the sun setting and casting a beautiful red and pink glow on a magnificent city below me. It was vast and chrome the way it was constructed. The buildings looked respectable and epic while the surrounding area only complimented its beauty.
With a sudden moment of realization, I thought to myself about how I had had this dream a time before, and that it was really not surprising that this very scenario would be abe to induce lucidity. And at that very same moment I became lucid. My eyes seemed more open that ever, contrary to previous dreams of blur and confusion. I looked carefully out at the surroundings, and felt the sand underneath my feet. I thought about the feelings and the sights and the sounds. I could hear people conversing near me and I stepped on the sandy area. Near the middle I stopped and made myself a goal. It was to look at my surroundings, record what they looked like, an then write something down so I could try to remember the details when I woke up. So I started surveying the area, but didn't get farther than noticing a fireplace like heap of wood sitting near me in addition to different patterns in the sandy floor. After noticing this, I realized the importance of having paper and a writing utensil. I turned to my left and went into a small hut in which there was a drawer. I pulled it open only to find a pencil that I intentionally knew I was going to find in addition to a small notepad that I soon held in my hand.
I was in the hut and as I walked out, I thought to myself about staying lucid. That was a big concern of mine, seeing as my dreams are often short once lucidity is attained. I walked closer to the exit while knowing what I was going to do. In a somewhat chaotic, in the sense of the dream, fashion, I walked out onto the sand and told myself to begin spinning. I closed my eyes, which I wasn't absolutely sure I should be doing, and I told myself it was a dream while spinning around fairly quickly.
The most magical and real feeling swept over my body. A gust of cold wind surrounded my body and I could feel it with every part. It was frigid, but I knew it was a good thing. It felt so surreal. But there were some complications with the spinning. I found myself in the very same situation that I had in previous dreams. My eyes felt like they were opening and that I was coming back to my bed where I lay in waking life. I really concentrated on what I could do to stay in the dream. I pressured my mind and my body into consistence. I realized, that, perhaps, the method of lucidity production was less in the feelings of waking life, but more in those of the dream realm. I thrust my body upward as if taking a large jump. At first, I let myself fall at a normal rate. The second time, I relaxed my body and let it fall at a slower rate than gravity could provide in waking life. My body felt separate, different. It was invigorating. I finally did it a third time only to find myself floating gracefully and gravityless down to the ground of the very same dream.
I was completely excited about this new found accomplishment. I ran toward the dream characters nearest to me to tell them of my amazing feat. I told one woman, and she seemed interested at first when I told her I was lucid, but she soon continued to talk with another character about the set and technical aspects of a musical production from waking life. They continued walking into another type of hut, still adorned with curtains like the first, but much taller. There were several more dream characters inside, and I felt the need to talk to them and make sure that, if there was a possibility that they could be actual minds, they knew what this was. I told them that it was a dream and that when they wake up, they needed to remember it so they could tell me of the connection. But they all seemed somewhat disconnected. There was, though, a point where I engaged myself with a dream character portraying someone I had not seen in ages, so I grabbed his arm, looking him in the eye, and made it known the importance of what was going on, regardless of how little we had talked recently.
My attention turned to Riley, a good friend, and my need to convince him of the current state of being that we shared. I intentionally lifted myself into the air, flying, to the top of the hut. There was a smooth, thick stone roof that curved and formed a circular contour on the top of the structure. I flew to the top, put myself slightly over the edge toward the middle before falling moderately back to the ground. I looked to Riley and we began to talk of a debate we had had in the past. It was about whether or not someone in a movie was flying. And the question was whether or not a jetpack added to the person made it legitimate flying. I jumped up and over a counter in a manner different than waking life, an interesting arch movement to different section of the hut. I landed and immediately look to the first female dream character and retorted a comment about how peculiar it was to be debating and fighting during a lucid dream such as this.
Soon after, I left the hut and figured that my mission was complete, so I let myself seem to fall asleep or, at least, leave the dream world.
I awakened with an interesting amount of energy. I was around a group of people all wearing clothing that was much nicer than I expected. Suits and ties were worn while they were all sitting in the grassy plane of a park. There were a few large cottonwood trees surrounding the area along with white recreation tents. It seemed like a wedding mixed with some sort of outdoor festival. Few tables were placed. I mentioned something about the dream in hopes that people would respond with acknowledgement of the experience. But the people only laughed and scoffed in my face. I only then proceeded to walk around the odd, carnival-like atmosphere until the dream ended.

I'm going to start a dream journal here as i progress in attempting to obtain lucidity in my dreams.

No recall.

Frags:

• Taking a good look at my haircut in the mirror, I realize it looks completely stupid. I cut my hair for a short haircut, but I've been letting it grow long without re-styling it. My friend pointed out to me earlier today [IRL: yesterday] that it's usually pretty obvious when people are trying to grow long hair without really knowing what they're doing. I feel pretty embarrassed.

No recall.