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Dream:

I was visiting Africa with Elden and a group of people. I was taking pictures of everything. My camera worked but I had to push extra hard on the button to make the picture take. (It reminded me, in retrospect, of having to push extra hard on the brake pedal to make my dream cars slow down). At one point we were on the beach and some of the guys in the group were playing guitar and the African people, especially the children, were surrounding them and dancing. I remember taking pictures of these huge flocks of sea birds.

First vivid dream in quite a while

At a hotel for a nice date with my wife. It may be a messiah conference, but I decide I'll do something nice and get a nicer room. For some reason, the rooms are labeled in the First, Second and Third class categories. I decide to choose first class (which turns out to be the crappiest) It is a large open room with several double wide chairs (Not quite loveseats, just chairs for fat guys) The room is made in tiers, and it adjoins the main hall. On each tier are 10 chairs. We are given our allotment of two chairs as our "room." People are flipping their chairs over to make beds, forts, etc. All of the people in this section are college age, single men. I drop off our bags, and go in search of better accommodation. We run into a few guys from our youthgroup, who joke and say that perhaps someday, they'll share the cost of a room with us, and run upstairs to the nicer levels. I briefly consider asking some of our other friends to split a room, but realize that my intent had been to do something nice for the wife, and continue my search for an employee.

~~~SHIFT~~~

We are now in a camp setting. In a small, white, farmhouse; which has been converted to a camp-cabin. My entire youthgroup is here as well as my wife. The subject matter is something awkward (Don't think it was THE talk, but something awkward). After the awkward talk, it progressed to some sort of story telling. While telling the stories, the female youth leader pulled out a device about the size of an iron and began massaging the member's backs with it. The device produced a violin hum. A low note sustained, which pulsed with each new stroke of the device. It was extremely hypnotic, and the individuals who were undergoing the massage fell asleep. With the hypnotic sound, and the rhythmic movement, I begin to doze off.

I wake up a few times to see that the youth leader has stopped his story, while his wife is still massaging the youth members. My own wife is still awake and has a similar device in her hand. She jumps on my back and begins massaging my shoulders with it. I quickly recede into slumber.

~~ SHIFT~~

I am at a school, or perhaps a continuation of the same camp. There are large castles, and towers. and wooden structures. I get the impression there are continued studies regarding magic, or possibly psionics. Everyone seems to have abilities such as throwing fire, lightning, shielding, etc. I am an advanced student, and am a bit of a teachers' pet. I have recently gained the ability to throw fireballs, which is something I really am not supposed to have at this point, but because I am so advanced, I am allowed to practice. I remember several situations in which I am in the ramparts of a large, braced, wooden structure. Possibly a wall, or possibly an amphitheater of some kind. I throw the fireballs around, and watch them splash across the creosote coated wood, knowing that my power is neither great enough, nor are my fireballs hot enough to burn through the resilient covering.

We are attacked one day by a group of bad guys (possibly a rival school, it is tough to remember). I remember I am one of the few students that can fight back due to my recent acquisition.

Dream - Lucid

I was standing in my closet, looking through some clothes, when I came across a pair of black panties hung up. Hmm...odd. I don't have any hanging panties. I decided to test to see if I was dreaming, and thought to myself "I'll find another pair of black panties in here." Lo and behold, the next thing I came to was another hung up pair of black panties that looked slightly different from the ones I first found. I'm dreaming!

I decided to keep on making panties appear, just to test my abilities. It kept on working, over and over, and each pair was black, but a different style. Some had bras hung with them.

I then turned and looked in my full-length mirror. I was wearing a white bra. I decided to see if I could make the black underwear appear on my body. I concentrated, but all that happened was my bra turned pink. Close enough for now.

I walked around doing other things in the house for a bit, but nothing exciting. I was mostly trying to hold my focus on the dream so I wouldn't lose it. At one point, I did somehow go back to the closet, and had to retest the lucidity the same way I did before by making the underwear appear.

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I had a small daughter, probably only about 1 or 2 years old. I protected her from something, though I don't remember what.

Also, I think in the same dream, I dreamed I was watching this couple, a black man and an Asian woman, who were about to get married, and their friends booked the church for a wedding on the same day at the same time. It was some big to-do, and people got mad, kind of like you would see in a romantic comedy. At the end of the dream, I saw the black man and Asian woman again, but they were sort of disguised. They were at the church trying to do something about the double-booking.

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I was in London, working at a department store with some people that came with me, I remember one for sure being a guy. We had literally just gotten hired on that day. I was wearing a purple polo that reminded me of a purple version of my old Subway shirt with my clothing underneath, which happened to be a plain red shirt I had some years ago IWL. We also had these mini microphones clipped onto our shirts.

I walked out, and there were these long counters where people would check out, kind of like the one I saw in my dream two nights ago. In fact, I made that connection during the dream last night, thinking I had just dreamed about the counters. There were many women, mostly small Asian women, manning the registers and checking customers out. The environment seemed very bland, everything being shades of white.

I then was in the back with I think the guy who came with me. We were chatting and laughing, just having a good time. Our microphones kept on cutting in though, and the whole store would hear some of what we said and some of our laughter. I kept trying to stop it, but I was having a lot of fun, so I didn't worry a whole lot, though I knew we'd probably get in trouble.

Which we did. Some guy, I guess our manager, came by and said
"No talking!!! You're going to get fired."
Shit. Well I guess we better shut up then.
We were then behind the counter again, and everyone was working in silence. The "no talking" rule was very strict. It was just so...boring! And way too strict. I asked someone if we really weren't allowed to talk to each other, and they said yes, so I said
"Well, I'm out of here then!"
I walked out from behind the counter, quitting my job and feeling absolutely no remorse over it. I went to take off the purple polo, and ended up taking off both that and my red shirt as well. I also didn't seem to be wearing a bra, so I was completely topless.

And for some reason, I didn't really care. Whatever!

I walked back through the door to behind the counter, I guess to get my things or something, and barely covered up my breasts with my arms; you could definitely still see nipples. I was not taking that much care to hide them. I yelled
"I'm topless!" to warn people that there was a topless woman coming through.
The guy I was with said something to me about it all, sounding concerned that I had quit and was now walking around topless, and I just shrugged it off I think. I actually felt really good about myself during the quitting and walking around topless.

I did have a thought that I'd get in trouble for some kind of public indecency thing, but I never did.

(15/11/12) Lucid Dream 1:

I was in a car coming back from somewhere and I was on a road close to my house. The car was full. I was sitting in the back seat, my mum was driving, I think my brother may have been there, I am not too sure. But we drove past this building which isn't there in real life. It was just one story and it had one huge window so you could see exactly what they were doing. What were they doing, I hear you say. Well they were dressed in all black costumes. Something like the KKK would wear but in all black. They were fighting each other one on one in a martial art style. Then at the end of this building was a man. He was looking out the window and he was wearing the same costume. But he had a mask. He stared at me. I ducked down in my car seat. Everyone was laughing, I was saying 'That really scared me, I'm not even lying it actually did.' Then I became lucid. I can't remember if someone went to me. Do a reality check. Or I just realised and done it myself. Anyway, I done my reality check, the plug nose one and I could breathe. I was thinking 'wow' as I completely didn't expect it. I lent across and said to my brother in a sinister tone 'Guess what we're going to do?'
'What?' He replied
'We're going to kill him!' I wanted to kill him now I was lucid as he scared the living crap out of me. So I think I said to my mum 'Turn the car' which she did. We began to head there and I forgot the rest.


(13/11/12) Lucid Dream 2:

I was standing on my driveway about to get in the car with my family. My nan and grandad live two doors away and they were also getting in their car, I guess they were going where I was. Then I shouted to my nan, who was getting in her car 'Shall I fly there?!'
'Go on then' she replied, laughing. So I did. I walked onto my road. By now I just know its a lucid dream. And I run. I run down my road for a couple of seconds and take off. I took off and was flying like usual. I usually fly in my lucid dreams at about a 70 degree angle. However this time I thought I'd switch it up and try fly like superman. But I struggled at this. I would slowly lower until I was almost scraping the floor with my face. Then I would have to re adjust myself into the normal position before trying again.

Anyway I was flying down my road and I just had a t shirt on. I felt the wind rush against me, then I would think how realistic it felt. Then I became chilly because of the speed I was going. I even got goosebumps. I then turned a few corners and I was coming past 'the green' as we call it in my area. On the green was a dead dog. It was a very big dog an it was lying in a black bodybag. I carried on flying through the streets a bit longer. I was coming to the end of another lane before I lost lucidity and woke up.

Hes always there, his smiling face, his eyes and his laugh. I cant ever really remember where we are or what where doing but i remember this person is always there. Almost every night i dream of him, we do the things we normally do while awake but yet im asleep. I now find out he often has a hard time sleeping or staying asleep. I heard a legend once that when your awake at night it means you are awake in someone elses dream, am i bringing this person into my dreams?

amazing festival type dream last night, k was taking me round for my birthday. col, rus, dan j, marm, jo p, michael caine, david cameron and stephen fry all featured. after festival we were all hammered and in this house which seemed to be this michael caine type characters place. loads of girls lying around, parts of the place were still like massive festival tents with people sleeping while i rode my bike through them. found Jo with an old aussie celeb, she looks tiny and we sit down and chat. kept going round and finding my stuff all over the house like nmy phone etc because i felt so hammered. dropped my phone while talking in a crowd, and then stephen fry fell on his back with an almighty thud. was ok but said he was off home or something.

later outside this kid gets bitten by a wandering spider that they were provoking. i manage to blag us a bus to take him to get it sorted. while leaving and hanging off the back of the bus, david cameron comes out in protest against the festival. he comes up to me and knows my name which freaks me out a bit (dreamsign). i grab him and shake him up to freak him out back.

on the bus and we spin through a field and tip over (major dreamsign). it comes to rest against a wall and everyone is safe.

must add losing personal belongings and worrying how much cash i have left to list of dreamsigns

took: 1/2 dose of galantamine + choline, @ 5:00AM got back to sleep around 5:15AM
lucid dreaming: 0 lucid experiences
note: really seems like the effect of galantamine after a week or so off is different than every night. I wonder if WBTB + 1/2 galantamine is a method maybe with the risk of being harder to get back to sleep. Very late deep sleep @ 7:30AM is a warning sign also.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakenin

I am all dolled up to sing and dance at the Oscars. But when I am dancing, I behave like a troll. My dance partners are so upset with me and during a break ask me why am I doing it. And I say it's hard to explain, but it's just stronger than me. They think I'm having a stroke or something, but the truth is I'm having a blast, just having fun.

I get a phone call and I understand someone died. I'm worried sick to know who died, but then I'm told it s a distant cousin called Tomé. He was found dead and all pointed out to suicide. I can't remember his face, but he was best friend with my dad who seems insulted by the fact I can't remember him, so he insults me back, with some remarks about my limited intelligence. That's when I remember which cousin is. I only met him once or twice but he was somethin. I say to my father that Tomé was the only intelligent person on this family and I loved him very dearly. All of a sudden memories start to flow and I cry compulsively.
I go outside and I am possibly in Germany. There are lushy green hills and a castle that looks like Nuremberg castle. The colours and details are amazing, but I'm consumed by the sadness of my cousin's death.
Then there's a bear on the lose and it is angry killing people.The bear enters the houses and follows people to the attics and basements. So we have to keep running cause no door seems to stop it. Then I meet some guy along the way and we end up together in a dead end at some terrace. While we're there we get to know better and we feel a strong attraction to each out, so we make out very passionately, despite the danger lurking.
Then we see the bear on the street again, it finds it's cub and seems to calm down. They return to the mountains.
I get lucid and remember my cousin again. I think there might still be a chance to stop his suicide, maybe it didn't yet happen in real life, so I send a telepathic message out there to him, asking not to do it, saying how much we love him. Then from the horizon, giant clouds of black spectres rise up, gather in the millions and start coming in my direction. They look like Dementors, they want to stop what I'm doing. And I conjure a kind of light shield (like a Patronum spell) to stop them. They are too strong, I feel the shield weakening, but then I trust absolutely in the power of love and they start fading away, I start to fade away, then I wake up.

I am dreaming some kind of movie about a girl (I'm her) and a widowed guy (who looks like Tom Hanks) in a small town. Some public event is going on and we hide in some storage house away from the crowd, where we get naked to make love. But then some kids go inside looking for something and expose us publicly. I'm embarrassed, mainly for being caught naked, but the guy is embarrassed because of what people might think for him being a widow, so he says to people that he regrets all of this, that he shouldn't have done it, that he insulted his wife's memory. But then once they're gone, he wants to make out again. I feel mad with his attitude, so I tell him to fuck off.

Then I get lucid and I decide this time I'll do something important. I've been wishing to meet my friend Isabel in the bardo. She died about 6 weeks ago. I try jumping through a portal twice but I'm kinda rusty so it fails twice. At the third time I end up in some kind of palace or opera house with a beautiful stairway. I call for her, don't see her anywhere, but I see some famous singer she likes, so I think maybe I am really at her personal "dream space" in the bardo, so I stick around, focused on meeting her.
I am attracted to a rose marble statue on the top floor and I have a strange sensual-mystical feeling about her, as if she is the core of this place. Although marble, she is also fleshy-organic. I direct my thoughts to this statue, my message to my friend and then the statue directs my eyes through a window and I see my friend on the street below. I run to meet her and she is strolling with some friend at some street market, buying vegetables. I say "hi" and then go straight to the point. "Isabel, I am here to tell you that we're in the bardo. You have to acknowledge that." She looks at me with a serious face and decides to ignore me. She continues passing by the fruit stands and I keep telling her "You died, Isabel! This isn't real! I'm here to help you recognize this!". She pushes me away, upset and I grab her hand and insist. Then she tells me "Okay, so if this is the bardo and you're awake, show me: transform this water fountain into something else." I look at the water fountain and have no idea what to do with it, but I concentrate in making it change into something. The eye of Sauron appears at its very centre under the water, and I don't know if that's me or something to scare me. In the mental fight to tranform the fountain, I make it melt and all the water flows overboard. The street becomes quickly inundated, the stands are dragged by the water torrent, as well as people and then I wake up.

I fell asleep a few minutes after feeling sleepy and cold in front of the computer. I made my first appearance inside a car parked on the street my home was in. My parents had just left the car to get something from our home next to us. I sat in the front seat waiting.

I wait a while inside the car until something happened. The car suddenly turned on and the car was about to start by itself. I panicked! I quickly grabbed on to the steering wheel but as soon as I did, the car started to move backwards . I tried to control the wheel, so I wouldn't hit any houses on the narrow street. The car continued going faster. I stepped on the brakes but the car kept on going! I was doomed. I was always afraid of driving cars in my dreams. I was never sure why. Probably has to deal with how I control things in real life? Anyways, a few seconds later, the car backed up so much that I hit a tree at the end of the street. I was relieved I didn't die. Now it was time to go back home.

When I finally got back to my home, I don't remember how but, I was now inside the living room of the home. It was dark. There was a few other people in the living room at the time. All of which I've never met before. I seemed to have some kind of long relationship with them in the dream though. The light was on in the middle of the room and all 4 people(including me) were gathered around looking at some of the family photos we had on the table. I was the only one standing up and watched as my supposed father handed me pictures to look at.

It was a calm night and nothing strange really happened. The only person I remember from this scene was the father. He was about 60-80 years old. So an old man. There was one strange thing that did happen that I never noticed. All of a sudden, the family inside the living room were all crying because they had just realized that the father is dead. I was confused. I took a moment and went with the flow and cried. I cried a lot for a man I didn't even know. However, someone did manage to wipe those tears away.

A few seconds after the crying, I started to realize that the dream appeared a little foggy. I performed a technique I learned before from a page here on Dream Views. It was the rubbing of hands. I rubbed both my hands together to make the dream clearer. After that, I noticed a little bit of awareness of being inside a dream. I used this extra time to summon someone whom I hold close to my heart. I immediately thought of my old friend Quynh. I faced the living room closet right next to the bedroom, and tried to summon by calling out her name and believing she was beyond the bathroom in the hallway. I walked behind the corner of the hallway and saw no one there. I attempted it one more time, but this time I extended my arm.

I walked over and faced the closet, turned around with my right hand behind me and I yelled out, "Quynh!" in confidence. A few seconds later, I felt a touch. A hand. When I turned around, I saw Quynh! I would've never known I'd see her at this time.

I got closer to her but as I did, she suddenly went on running towards the two rooms in the back. I held on to her and noticed a change in her appearance. She was synchronizing in to her self like in Assassin's Creed. I followed her over to my parents' bedroom and noticed her crying. She was crying for something. She was heading towards the room in the far back but I grabbed her shoulders with both of my hands and turned her. This was not Quynh. Yeah, she had Quynh's old clothing from high school but the face of the girl in this dream was the old girl I liked back in middle school. Why? I was disappointed that I never got to see her this time.

Although, it was not Quynh, I still had some affection for this beautiful looking woman. She was crying and all I wanted was to try and make her feel better. I felt as if I had to help her out, so I can stop seeing all of these tears coming out of her eyes! It was heart breaking. I slowly walked her over closer to the hallway but stopped just before that. I stared at her and watched her cry a bit more. "Why are you crying?" I asked. She had her eyes closed and spoke out, "I'm pregnant!" I then woke up, wondering what it all meant...

Kara was doing weird magic tricks all throughout this dream. The last trick was her creating diamonds out of thin air. Rainbows were shooting out of them and I instantly knew she would never be able to do something like that. I became lucid and started to think about what I wanted to do. I wanted to try some new yoga postures I was afraid of doing in waking life and decided to do them. I start with a handstand moving into a flip. I did this several times and realized that I was doing it incorrectly. That if I did that in waking life I would break my leg. I adjusted to posture and was doing it much better. Then I went from handstand to wheel a few times. This was very simple and I felt like there would be no sustained injury if I tried this in waking life. I then decided enough yoga and went outside. I started to run super speed around my mothers neighborhood. The dream started to fade and I screamed nooooo as I tried to stabilize. I woke

Crazy week. I should update more so I don't have to squeeze some ouch into one post. Anyhow lets get started, I had 3 dream in the past 5 days. One more thing, I would like to thank ivke992 for the advice they gave me in my thread it did help.

Dream1#

I was in a forest, walking down the trail. When a owl flew past me. A lone feather fell to the ground, at that moment it instantly changed from day to night. This kinda scared me in the dream. I continued to walk down the trail for some time. I stumbled upon a cabin after walking for awhile.When I entered it there was a lone book sitting on a table with a lone kerosene lamp sitting by it. I walked up to the book, I set my hand on it. Then I heard a owl hoot. I turned around and the owl was perched on the top of the door that I had entered from. Then I awoke.

Dream2#


I was walking down a country road. It was autumn, The trees where changing color. The breeze was blowing gently. I continued walking down the road till I came to a very old large house. It was surrounded by a massive iron gate, trees on all sides of the house except for the front. There was one lone tree In the front. Looked very beautiful, rose bushes surrounding the tree. When I walked up to the gate, I attempted to open the gate but it was locked. When I pushed on the gate I heard the strangest thing. A little girls laughter. When i turned around I awoke

Now I think dreams 2 & 3 where the same place, but there were some subtle differences.

Dream3#

I was walking down the same country road as last dream, but it was winter. There was snow on the ground and, there was a river running next to the road. I followed the road till I arrived at the very large house with the gate. By this time it was getting dark, . I noticed small foot prints leading to the rivers edge. I followed them to the rivers edge. I heard that same laughter as the previous dream. I walked back up to the tree in the front. That is when I noticed the gate was ajar. I walked up to the front door. I opened it and It was dimly light inside, All the windows I could see were open. I walked room to room. Every room had the decor of a Nice late 19th century house. I wondered around, till I found a door. This door lead outside to a court yard. There was a lone tree in the center, the ground was covered in a light snow. There was more little foot prints leading to the right side of the court yard wall. I followed them to the wall where something was written, before i could read what it said i heard the same laughter as before. ( I must thank ivke992 again because if it was not for them the next part would have been different) I turned around to see that little girl standing on a tree branch staring at me. I almost ran but stopped myself and just looked at her. As I gazed upon her, a breeze picked up. She cocked her head to her left. This startled me, as I have never seen her move. She smiled and I heard that laughter again but her lips never moved. By this time the The breeze had turned into a fairly strong wind. In the last fleeting seconds of the dream, The moon came out or something because I caught a glimpse at one of her eyes. One lone light purple eye glancing back at me, The wind picked up so much after that the snow obscured my vision and I awoke.

The Game

I'm in the house of a girl I knew in high school. Her parents aren't home, so we're hanging out. After a while, she walks up to the glass door and stands looking out the window. I walk up beside her and put my head on her shoulder. In turn, she rests her head on mine. It's a comfortable position, and I think we're both wondering what we'll do next.

She points out that there are some video cameras in the corners of the house. I'm worried and embarrassed, thinking that her parents will be able to see everything we've done. Then she reassures me that she'll make sure they don't get the footage. Then she invites me into her bedroom to "play the Game." Mentally, I test the phrase, translating it to Spanish: "el juego." It's a bit of a strange euphemism.

Zoo Creatures

I'm in an urban dystopia. A narrator gives some backstory about what happened here. I find some zoo animals (including a gorilla) and use my powers to make them do tasks for me. Somehow the story ties into the story of the Wheel of Time series.

Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids

Bedtime 9PM-6PM
Apple Juice at bedtime, SSILD Tweaked, Multiple wakenings focused on DEILD/SSILD


Brats Around 4AM

I am taking care of someones kids. I am in a bed room with them and trying to get them to sleep. There are 2 bunk beds in the room. A little boy is on one and there is a window unit next to him. I have a little girls in my bed with me. I think that she was scared. The kids keep talking and I get pissed. I just want to sleep. The boy keeps messing with the AC he says hes hot and its not working. I feel cool and not hot and the AC sounds fine. I threaten to spank both of them. I don't care what the parents think. The girl gets up and goes to the boy. I spank her and she runs out of the room. I look into the living room and see my infant son playing xbox with another infant. I say well they're up I guess I wont sleep at all.

I lay still on awakening and wait to DEILD. Nothing happens at first so I give SSILD a shot before I reach for my DJ

Lucid #95 Lucid Precog Attempt #1
After a short time I start to feel some vibrations. I notice I can still move my hands. I test this by trying to move my hands slightly. I feel them twitch. So I wait. The vibrations get weak so I roll my eyes to the back of my head. That seems to work. I open my eye for some reason and see the room. I am sure it was my real eyes and I close them. The vibrations get weak again.

Then I feel a person spooning my backside. I am lying on my right side. The first thing I think is OpheliaBlue's demon is here to torment me. I was scared at first but then I blew it off and told myself it wasn't real and to ignore it. As soon as I did that it left but as it left I felt a finger go down my spine. Instead of getting chills it strenthens the vibrations. I imagine a finger going down my spin over and over until the vibrations get full strenghth and I can hear the usual sounds really loud.

Now it's time to exit. I imagine my feet going over the side of the bed and touching the floor. As soon as my feet touch the floor I find myself standing in my bedroom looking at the door.

I try to open the door. I feel the doorknob clearly and I can hear the click as I turn it. The strange thing is a phantom door opens leaving the original door untouched. I smile at this is amusement. I open it again and again with the same result. Then I slowly and can carefully open the door. I see the opening now and light in the dining room. I carefully put my other hand in and get a good grip. Then I fling it open and step through.

I am already thinking about my lucid task. In rl I blindly picked a red backed playing card and put it face down on the bookcase by the door. I want to look at it in the dream to see how actuate I can be.

I look but both the bookcases are gone. There are some cards scattered on the floor but the look like paint samples. I squat down and pick them up and stare them over like a nearsighted Magoo. My vision get a little blurry and I have a hard time seeing. The card start to look like candyland cards. I think maybe I can summon the card. So I use expectation and reach behind my back into my waste line. I pretend that I have it tucked in there. I just feel my underwear band and nothing else. I pull my hand in front of me and it is empty. I am still thinking it looks like paint samples. I look up and the wall looks like it has just been painted yellow and the hardwood looks freshly refinished. I wonder if the bookcases were moved for the remolding.

I try expectation again and look in the kitchen and find the bookcases. There is nothing on it but a blue backed card. The card is square but I look at it anyway. I pick it up and its feels like thin paper. I look on the back hoping to see a playing card but it is the same blue playing card pattern on the other side.

I am little frustrated now. I walk into the dining room and yell at the dream. "I want to see the playing card." My voice sounds odd. Like I can hear my dream voice and my real voice at the same time. Like two mes talking at once. I wait for an answer and almost immediately hear the loudest most hideous SHUSHING sound. "SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" the sound is electronic and robotic like some strange android shushing me to be quite. I freak out and throw myself to the floor. I curl up in a ball and put my hands on my head. I was so unbelievably scared.

After a moment. I realize I that a dream can't hurt me so I stand up. The room is now dark but I want to try something else. I speak to the dream again. In the same strange dual voice I loudly say, "I want to speak to my higher self." At that point the dream fades and I lose concentration. I fall into a non-lucid dream.

False Awakening

I wake up and start to record the lucid in my phone DJ. I see people form work in my room. My bedroom door is open. (how convenient) I see a woman at a desk in the dining room. I get an image of some green brochure in my hands. I see R standing by the door with a huge white board behind him. (BTW I saw a similar scene in rl with R today at work) I ask him what was going on. I can't remember what he said to me. I am distracted by another person writing a phone number on the white board. I can't remember that either. I wake up for real this time. I look at the time and it is around 4am.

I try to go back to sleep but I am really juiced from the lucid. I get a lot of HH/HI and halfdream but my mind kept going back to the dream. After about an hour I fall non-lucid.

I'm going to add all the LD's I remember before I registered for Dreamviews. There were 19 different lucid dreams I remembered where I was completely sure I was lucid. I'll also add 1 lucid I've had since registering that I didn't count originaly and one I had a couple nights ago. I will only add to my lucid count if I'm completely sure that the dream was a lucid dream and if I am lucid for more than a few seconds in that dream. I believe these changes will result in the most accurate count. In the future I will also be posting only my more memorable and interesting lucids. I might make a couple changes in the layout of future entries as well. I feel doing these things will result in a better experience for those who choose the view my dreams.

Hopefully I'll be able to post lucid #41 after tonight!