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I was a house of a murder scene. A young boy, and a girl told me that their father was murdered. We searched all over their houses for clues, and eventually came across a spec of blood. Before the results came back, I figured out that it was his own son. He was fighting with him, and eventually threw him down the stairs.


I was a party...I think Lil Wayne was there. He was telling me about his tattoo's.

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

WBTB full 30 min. 1/2 cup cold coffee. + 2MG melatonin and 200MG B6

I laid for about 15 mind doing SSILD. I felt too awake so I took 2MG melatonin and 200MG B6 for the hell of it. Went back to SSILD.

Lucid #99 December TOTM fail 5AM
I found myself in vibrations. For some reason I just waited instead of transitioning out. I think it was because the vibrations were so weak that I was unsure. This part is just fragments and vauge so I am not sure I did the TOTM or not. I end up outside. I remember snow. I get lost in each flake and feel like I am a snow flake myself. I float and lose vision. I open my eyes but I have double vision of my room and the dream. I run a dream hand over my face to rub my eyes. It feels real but I know it is non-physical.

*Memory gap*

I am dreaming still but non-lucid. I am in the living room cleaning absentmindedly. I am thinking about how I had a lucid dream and this was the 3rd night in a row. I feel positive that I can do it a fourth night and break my record. Then I think, "Hey! I still have time to sleep. Maybe I can have another lucid before I have to go to work." I see the couch and lay down to WILD.

I feel SP/vibrations almost instantly. I think to wait then realize that I don't know why I did that before. Effortlessly imagined my feet meeting the floor. This time I was on the wrong side of the bed and not even on the couch.

I was afraid of vision problems so I kept my eyes closed and felt my way out of the bedroom. I kept thinking "there will be light there will be light" over and over. I open the door and see the rest of the house is dimly lit by the scentsy pot. (Yes! That was the waking life plan!) I was pleased that it carried over into my OBE. I walk to the front door singing, "Theeeeeee sun will come out tomorrow bet your bottom dollar tomorrow..." I was still hoping for some light out side. I have dealt with vision and darkness to many times in OBEs.

The front door opened easy. I half expected issues here. Out of habit I remembered to unlock the deadbolt and I was out. At this point I remember that my real body is just in underwear and I start to feel naked. I realize that it won't matter in a dream and I continue on.

I step onto the front porch. I see the yard and it is dimly lit like pre-dawn. I vividly feel my feet on the cool concrete and my toes curl over the edge of the front step as I push off to fly.

For some reason I don't get very high and I just hover a foot or so. But I am able to do so and a high speed. My sidewalk leading from the porch to the street becomes impossibly long. I feel the wind swirl around me and blow throw my hair. I hear a rushing sound like wind as I dart forward. I see beautiful pink cherry blossomed trees lining each side of the sidewalk. They are incredibly beautiful and I gasp a "wow". After a moment I stop flying.



I want to do the TOTM. I look up and see a full moon above me. I look to the east and see that the sky is getting brighter. The sun is coming up. I can't see any northern lights, so I clap my hand and put them up in a grand gesture. I say to the dream, "Northern lights!"

Nothing happens. I look all around in the sky. I see the moon still and some stars in the darker part of the sky to the west. All this looking around makes me dizzy and the dream fades to fast to do anything about it. I wake up.

~ 2 pm - 3:27 pm

I was given a golden staff.

Awake Dreaming Lucid

So when i woke up for like 2-5minutes i start to recall this last non lucid dream, but i was too tired and sleepy to write it down.. so i kept recalling and recalling this dream for the next few minutes till i felt a strange feeling over my body..not annoying or fearful..kind of nice.. not awake anymore but neither sleeping..
Then suddenly it was like being in the computer program of the matrix, where they can load everything.. when Neo gets his very first plugin. At first i didn't see anything.. i was there but my dream still had to be made.. still had to get color.. that's when i was like
.. HUH..Hmm.. I..THINK..IAM..DREAMING..HA-HA.. So i was like Hmm Lets try to plug my nose and breath through it.. And yes.. I could.. then i was like ROFLWTFOMFG i am really dreaming.. then my lucid start to gain a little color.. but i felt i was going to wake up due to excitement..then i tried to rub my hands.. but then i realized i was rubbing my real hands in my bed, then immediately after that it felt like my nose and mouth was closed and stuck together with glue.. and when i opened my eyes and really got my awake feeling i realized my mouth was wide open.. Haha

As I'm on lesson 2 in the Orphelia's class in the Dream Academy I've been trying some of the DILD techniques I've read about so thought it would be worth saying what I'd tried before I went to sleep. On this occasion I started visualising colours starting with yellow then thinking about different yellow things like bananas & the sun etc. Then I visualised green and different green objects like vegetables, grass, lizards etc this was quite a calming mantra like thing to do to stimulate my imagination ready for the dreamworld.

Went to sleep about 1:30am

Couple of dreams in one this, can't recall much but am going to start putting whatever I can recall from my dreams even if it's not much.
I was at a house with an old friend who's been in the previous dream I had about the Jaguar (maybe he's becoming a dream sign?). Also there was my old female manager from a temp' job I did plus another unknown woman & various other unknowns. We were having some kind of dinner party but the unknown woman was going round giving oral sex to the guys including me then she went to do my friend & my old manager stepped in saying she was going to 'show her how it's done!' And she bent down to do it showing off her amazing figure in the process.

Woke briefly at about 6am, fell back asleep

I definitely was aroused by this & when I woke up around 6am to the sound of the radiator filling with water I was in a state of morning glory The rest of the dream involved us being around a dinner table and the manager woman (who I kind of fancy in real life & sometimes communicate with still on facebook), was serving us all these mini pizzas & I'd requested mine with bits of bacon on it & was being asked by another guy there what it was called to which I replied 'pizza della bacon'!

When I fell back asleep after being half woken by the radiator, I then dreamt I was in Ireland (somewhere I've never been) in some shit-hole of a house with two lads I didn't recognise from reality. Can't remember much here except thinking they were very stupid and when I asked to go to the toilet I nearly fought the guy because he wanted me to use this horrible standing up toilet which was just a drain in the ground! I can't remember much else about this part of the dream although I know there was more, maybe it will come to me in the day if so I'll edit this entry accordingly.

Woke up properly about 9:20am

I was rushing home from somewhere out in space, and I realized that it was impossible, so I became lucid. There as always was an initial rush, but I remembered to stabilize it, spinning and rubbing my hands together. When I was done, there were lights on the walls of my hallway, and I went out to talk to my grandparents, I wasn't able to muster much dream control this time, so I may have drifted out of lucidity at this point. They were saying things about each other that I will not disclose out of privacy, and I was talking to them in return.

Alright, tonight was a rather strange assortment of dreams, and I hope I can recall them with some decency.

The first dream I had revolves around something like a jail break. I apparently know these two guys in this sort of
posh prison. It's not so much a prison, as it looked way more like a boarding school than anything. The headmaster
of this institution is blind, and I'm working with this girl to get my two friends out. through some sneaking around, we are
able to notify the two guys that tonight was the night they were going to break out. We ran up to their rooms, told them to rush it and pack, and
then, somehow, we just walked through the front door, albeit rather quickly. When we got outside, it was almost as if the scene came
from an old fairy tale. I smelt pine in the air, the streets were clear of frost but you could still see your breath, and I could hear
the soft movement of water - not too fast, not too slow.

It was at this point the phone woke up and I was broken from this scene, but as soon as I could, I drifted back, focusing on that very spot. When
I got there, I could tell the world around me was fading, so I opened my eyes (in my dream) and spun around. It actually worked in keeping
the dream alive!

There is a bit of a disconnect between how I got from there to this estate, but the next portion of the story takes place there. We talk to who I assume to be the father
and mother of a sister and brother, though I'm not sure if they are the same people in the jailbreak or not. They invite us out to ride their multitude of horses, and
we take a turn around the track that surrounds a lake (again, still on their estate). The son of this couple and I both take black horses, his a stallion and mine a mare, and we take off. There are more people on the track than just us, but they're just sort of there, racing along, being people walking around the lake, things like that. Anyway, we're racing and we round the first corner round the lake. The son, who had passed me on the turn, couldn't keep his hold and fell off his horse. The horse proceeded to run and jump in the water; that was the last time I saw that horse. I was about to keep going and just finish up the lap, but then a little boy falls into the lake. I get off my horse and, along with some other characters, pull him out of the water onto the bank. At this point my own horse disappears and instead turns into a girl (around the same age as the boy we had just pulled from the water). The girl runs to the small pond next to the road, on the other side of the lake, and jumps in. I ask if she wants to continue down the track, and she adamantly refuses. I turn back to look at how long the track really is: maybe a kilometre or two - tops. By the time I turn around to face her, she has vanished.

At this point I notice that no one else around me has horses, and they are merely walking about. I follow suit and take the not so long walk back to the estate. A discussion there ensues about what we ought to do, and the father and mother suggest another race. Instead of the multitude of horses, now I see they have but a few, and the black mare I had ridden previously was no where to be found. I instead got a grey mare, slightly spotted with black around the hooves and snout.

We mount up and ride again, but for some reason we stop; the son and I take our horses, his being a blonde, chestnut mare, mine being the aforementioned, and let them circle the pen on their own. We go back into the house for a little while. The son, whose features and voice I cannot distinguish, was talking to his sister, whose features and voice I can also not distinguish, about the records he held with horses. He was missing the times for a dash of some sorts, and that it needed to be below 20 seconds.

The siblings then start discussing how riding while reading is quite easy and fun, but I realise that it doesn't suit my taste to multi-task in that fashion. The father and the mother say the best part of riding IS riding, so you shouldn't do anything else but that. The father then offers to go with me once more around the track.

We get up and walk towards the pen where my horse and the son's horse are taking small warm up circles. Upon seeing up, they jump over the end and sprint past us. The father said to just go and wait by the pen and the horses will come back and then we can ride them around the lake once more. Upon entering the pen, I realise that I am not alone, but instead I'm with another handful of people.

I see my mare running towards the pen, but she then turns into this blonde woman, decently tall in stature, delicate, but not petite (but she was by no means fat; she was, rather very realistic with a decently slim waist, decent bust, blonde hair that fell to her hips, and clad in a dark green dress that fell to her feet). She was carrying a sort of pouch, and somehow I knew that you needed to be the owner of a certain artefact before you could call her yours. I was not the first to point this out, as one of the people standing in the pen said what she had on her mind: "you're looking for the one with the bottles, aren't you?" She responds with, "Indeed I am. Can you point to me who is my master?" The character she is talking to looks over in my direction and says, "the one in the grey shirt."

It was sadly at this point I woke up. I got out of the dream so quickly, I didn't even realise it was fading around me. I tried to re-enter the dream, but was sadly unsuccessful.

During the first part of the dream, the jail break part, I knew I was in a dream, yet it was more like the story was unfolding and I wasn't in my own body. I was merely a visitor in this scenario. When I left the dream due to the phone ringing, upon re-entry I feel like I really "opened my eyes" to the dream world. The details became clearer, I could hear things, smell things, really have a grasp on the world around me. While I don't remember how I got to the estate, I do remember that the riding was a big deal.
What was really interesting, but something that did seem quite normal in the dream, was that the horses turned into people. From what I gather, the boy that me and some dream characters pulled out onto the bank was actually the son's black mare. Once I got off my horse, she turned into a girl of roughly the same age, who refused to take me along the track, and instead wanted to play with the ducks and such. My second horse turned into a beautiful woman who, thinking back on it, seemed like she was garbed in more Celtic-like gear than anything else.

I'm still not quite sure what my "dream signs" are. I am simply aware that I am dreaming, perform a reality check to confirm, and go back and go along with the story, as I thing it's supposed to happen. There doesn't seem to be a real consistent theme in the dreams I've written down in the Dream Journal. But, from the last one to this one, what is consistent is that I'm with a blonde girl right before my dream fades. Although the one from my last dream and this one were completely different (the last one was petite, bubbly, very playful, whilst this one was not fat, just taller and slightly bigger in stature, and far more calm). Not sure what it all is supposed to mean, but hopefully some recall on future dreams will shape what my dream signs are and maybe show the significance of the girl.

Not last night, but the night before I had my first Lucid dream in what seems like forever!

i was in a building with dim lighting which resembled the recording studio I work at. I was standing in one of the studios, and thought to myself: "Wow, this is boring... I'm in a dream, I should do whatever I want." I went lucid, walked towards a wall and managed to walk through it, which was an amazing feeling!

I proceeded to walk through several walls, but after a while I decided I wanted to go outside. I walked towards a brick wall, which posed as the perimeter of the building. As I passed through it, the blinding light of day was so much so that it overcame me and I woke up

Dream 1: Research on LD

I am researching for Lucid Dreaming. But I am not Lucid.

Note: Forgot all details and Forgot all dreams tonight. I dont know why.

ok found it

1 Kings 18:44 (KJVA)

And it came to pass at the seventh*time, that he*said*, Behold, there*ariseth*a* little cloud*out of the*sea,*like a*man's*hand.*And he*said*, Go*up*,*say*unto*Ahab,*Prepare*thy chariot, and get thee*down*, that the*rain*stop thee not.

Here is the whole story from my New Living Translation. (page 343)

This (small cloud rising-up) incident was after a contest between the Prophets of Baal (devil) and the Prophet of God Elijah. To see who's God was real. Umm, I will back-up a bit and tell that story incase it is important.

1 Kings 18: 16 to 40 tells the whole story.

Its too long for me to type. But basically Baal was just a superstition when it came to the big test.

Oh bugger I won't be lazy. I'll do it.

Verse 25:

Then Elijah said to the prophets of Baal,

"You go first, for there are many of you. Choose one of the bulls and prepare it and call on the name of your god. But do not set fire to the wood."

Verse 26:

So they prepared on of the bulls and placed it on the alter.Then they called on the name of Ball all morning, shouting,

"O Baal, answer us!"

But there was no reply of any kind. Then they danced wildly around the alter had made.

Verse 27:

About noontime Elijah began mocking them.

"You'll have to shout louder," he scoffed, "for surely he is a god! Perhaps he is deep in thought, or he is relieving himself. or maybe he is away on a trip, or he is asleep andcneeds to be awakened.

Verse 28:

So they shouted louder, and following their normal custom. they cut themselves with knives and swords untill blood gushed out.

Verse 28:

They raved all after noon untill the time of the evening sacrifice, but still there was no reply, no voice, no answer.

Verse 30:

Then Elijah called the people,

"Come over here!"

They all crowded around him as he repaired the alter of the Lord that had been torn down.

Verse 31:

He took twelve stones, one to represent each of the tribes of Isreal.* (*Hebrew each of the tribes of the sons of Jacob to whome the lord had said "Your name will be Isreal"*)

Verse 32:

and he used the stones to rebuild the Lords alter. Then he dug a trench around around the alter large enough to hold about three gallons.

Verse: 33:

He piled wood on the alter, cut the bull into pieces, and laid the pieces on the wood. Then he said,

"Fill four large jars with water, and pour the water over the offering and the wood."

Verse 34:

After they had done this, he said,

"Do the same thing again!".

And when they were finished, he said,

"Now do it a thir time!"

So they did as he said,

Verse 35:

and the water ran around the alter and even overflowed the trench.

Verse 36:

At the customery time for offering the evening sacrifice, Elijah the prophet walked up to the alter and prayed.

"O Lord, God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, prove today that you are God in Israel and that I am your servant. Prove that I have done all this at your command.

Verse 37:

O Lord, answer me! Answer me so these people will know that you, O Lord, are God and that you have brought them back to yourself."

Verse 38:

Immediately the fire of the Lord flashed down from heaven and burned up the young bull, the wood, the stones, and the dust. It even licked up all the water in the ditch!

Verse 39:

And when the people saw it, they fell on their knees and cried out.

"The Lord is God! The Lord is God!

Verse 40:

Then Elijah commanded,

"Seize all the prophets of Baal, don't let a single one escape!"

So the people seized them all, amd Elijah took them down to the Kishon Valley and killed them there.

now we come to your dream B. of the fist rising from Earth to Sky.

Elijah prays for rain

Verse 41:

Then Elijah said to Ahab,

"Go and enjoy a good meal! Forr I hear a mighty rainstorm coming!"

Verse 42:

So Ahab prepared a feast. But Elijah climbed to the top of Mount Carmel and fell to the ground and prayed.

Verse 43:

Then he said to his servant,

"Go and look out toward the sea."

The servant went and looked, but he returned to Elijah and said,

"I didn't see anything."

Seven times Elijah told him to go and look, and seven times he went.

Kings 18 verse 44

"Finally the seventh time, his servant told him,

"I saw a little cloud about the size of a hand rising from the sea

YOUR DREAM, B

The above is about the mighty power of a riteouse mans prayer.

6:17 am

Key phrases:

Religion, Maranatha, group meeting.
PLUS meeting today instead of Sunday. Running, in a hurry. There's a hole on the ground. EM also joined. It seems she lives nearby. We were running along a street. I parkoured my way while facing on the tricycles head on. Bea? Talisay?

8:09 am

Cell phone. PC. Blue and red voodoo doll. A path of square stones in the park near our place. Green grass. I used the sim or microSD cards with music on the ground as a guide. Someone helped me.

'twas interesting

I step into my school in a dark green suit
which would normally as that's my regular wear but I don't own a green suit
and I come across a figure in a hoodie whose face was to dark under the shadow to see. He was starting to approached me and his eyes glowed orange as he stepped closer, his eyes started to grow brighter and glowing orange claws sprung forth from is hands. He started to dash about 6 ft away from me when a larger figure came out of nowhere and blindsided the poor orange fellow.This man's eye's emanated a neon blue color
There's more but I feel like this is enough for anyone to get the jist of the dream, this wasn't lucid, but, it was interesting...

Dream 1: A fight with a friend

Somehow, somewhere I ended up in my room. I can't remember seeing anything except for my screen, as I was playing a game I used to play as a kid when I was about 10-12, called RuneScape. Now there's this friend who I used to do things with every weekend in my past, but he moved away when we got a bit older and we grew apart. I sometimes see him, but nearly never. Anyhow we used to play that game together, so that's probaly why I dreamt of it. I had a fight with him, I don't remember what I said and I don't remember why I said all of it, probaly because we're not on such good terms anymore and we don't really match that well together which I realised as we grew older.

That's it, it's all I can remember but it's my first dream that I can remember since joining. No dream signs that I've noticed.



Dream 2: Changing room

I'm standing in the changing room, along with some guys. One who I also used to hang out with when I was about 10, his name is Jay. And also some other guy from my previous school, called Timo. They were fake fighting as I was watching. (Note that the locker room had white tiles, lots of simple hooks that you can hang your clothes on, wooden door boards to enter the shower and very simple wooden benches attached to the walls (typical changing room)). After watching a bit I turned around only to see the exact same guy sitting next to me, Jay. We started doing this as well and I stopped soon, looked around me and saw my underwear hanging on a hook, there was a small wall between me and the underwear. It was my black underwear with a blue stripe on top and letters on it saying 'Soho'.

I went to another room, can't remember which, it's all black. And then I came back again with just a towel wrapped around me.

I can't remember anything else after that, my dream possibly ended. However, I can remember some of my dreams happening in changing rooms more often. So it's possibly a dream sign. From now on I'll do two or three reality checks whenever I'm in the changing room when I go kickboxing.

-DILD?

Not really sure how I ended up lucid, never went through vibrations, but I just felt familiar with the dream world and could tell I was sleeping. I did a nose plug reality check but it didn't really work so I was skeptical. I opened my eyes and was lying on my bed and I quickly walked out to my living room. My mom was there and started talking to me but I just jumped up and tried to fly. I shot straight up and went straight through the roof. Now I knew i was dreaming for sure. After I was through my roof I floated back down and landed on it and had a look around. My neighborhood looked the same and it was somewhat sunny out. I wanted to find my dream guide so I focused on my awareness and stayed calm. I asked outloud " Can my dream guide please come help me" and I paused and waited. Nothing happened so I said "pleeeease, I want to learn how to control my dreams better" Nothing happened, I just got a weird feeling for a second and woke up.

None lucid.

Many details. Trying to stretch my dream memory.
So, my first entry ever.
Here it goes.



I am on the road. Not sure where, not sure how I got there. It's sunny and hot. But I am on the road and not alone.
My best friend just beside me. He is wearing light summer clothes: stripped t-shirt, long grey shorts and, of course his most favorite accessory - hairband. He has his backpack mounted. Just as I saw him clearly I knew - we are hitchhiking to New York.
Well don't ask me why New York. But on the other hand - why not? Everybody want to go to New York at least once in their lifetime. Or so do I believe. But how to get there?
We started desperately look for signs to which direction we should go. And soon enough we have noticed few, and after another moment there were plenty of green signs hanging in the air or besides the road. You know, the usual ones. Hard to miss. But strange thing was, I could not recognize what they say! Any of them. I can't explain it. There was written something, but my mind just blocked to contemplate it. In the end, I was not even able to recall was it Latin alphabet or КИРИЛИЦА or أَبْجَدِيَّة عَرَبِيَّة or dubstep song written in words. And my friend looked no less confused than I was.

We had the destination and we were on the road, but we were lost without any direction.

I don't think I have said anything. Neither have my friend, but the conclusion was in the air - we need to find someone and ask how to get to New York. So I turned around and noticed that, in fact, there's a town suburb behind us. Next few moments was kind of a black out for me so it's hard to reason the choice but we ended up... Guess where? McDonald's - probably the most likely station in between anywhere and USA. If heaven was USA, I swear - McDonald's would be purgatory. Anyway.. We were there. Inside. It was packed. "Central McDonald's at 4:00am Friday night" kind of packed, except it wasn't central nor 4:00am. And there she was. A cashier which changed everything.

At that moment I had THAT kind of moment. You know, that Hollywood kind of THAT moment. People separated in McDonald's hallway in front of me, much like water separated before Moses eyes, and I saw her holding her chin in a palm. Everything turned in slow motion as I was looking to the most gorgeous girl. And then I saw my friends head band swinging in front of my eyes as he senselessly rushed to her. Like it's fit for a true bro'.

"How can we get to New Yourk?"
Funny thing, we did not really care about finding out where we were. We just wanted to know where to go.

Now hold on, next few moments are a bit blurry to me, so let me split it.
Girl talked.
Friend talked.
I watched.
My friend figured out how to get to New York.
I just did not care anymore about New York.
We have had one of those fights we occasionally do and it ended up in a known fashion.
He kept on going. I changed direction.
He walked out through the door.
I stayed and asked the girl out. She said yes.
*Wow, really. I, myself, am impressed.*

She said "yes" and immediately we were outside.
Dream became more vivid again. We were in the middle of a big city, full of rush. American fashion city, with yellow cabs and high skyscrapers. Have she taken me to New York? Teleportation was indeed possible, earlier events proved that already. Whatever the case, surroundings was unfamiliar. We were walking through the streets for a while and I had no idea where we were going, but I felt that I am leading.

Just for the record, my friend nowhere to be found.

We walked into a very strange building, and it suddenly struck me like it was the place we were going to in the first place! It was a museum, but very different from normal ones. It was huge square block, all gray and all glass. Sun was setting behind us and it casted evening type red reflections all over it. We went behind it to look for the entrance and there was a sign with big letters:

"RENAISSANCE
Entry from €33 to €55"

My reaction was: "I ain't gonna pay €55 for a museum!" It may not be the actual words I said. It may be there was some bad words involved. Who knows. But then I came up with another suggestion. "Let's have some ice-cream." Smooth, my other me. Very smooth. So we went the other way. I noticed we were not walking anymore. I was on the old school flair scooter while she was riding a bike.
Sadly, we could find no ice cream.

And so the dream ended.
And with it, my failed date.