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[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3]This is my first dream today that I remembered when I woke up at 6A.M. [/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am in a large caboose, the last car in a train that I haveno clue as to its destination. I am discussing methods of lucid dreaming withseveral people, and of particular interest to everyone is the WILD method. Anew method of WILD has been proposed, and it involves bending over so that one’srear is high in the air, and something related to the number zero.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I bend over to demonstrate, my terrycloth pink underwear ondisplay for all to see, including myself (as the observer of this dream). Atthis point something is supposed to happen with zero, but it is never madeclear. Still, a large zero is represented near me, possibly a piece ofconstruction paper with a zero printed on it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The scene shifts to outside the train car and I am talkingto an older man about dream control. He is bearded, has thinning hair on top,and is wearing a red and black costume. For some reason I think he is Russian.He reminds me of characters I have seen from czarist Russia, with puffy pantsand slightly oversized tops that allow a lot of breathing room. The man’s pantsare tucked in to his black boots.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]This man is telling me something important, possibly awarning about not digging too deep into my subject of interest. Sadly, I cannotrecall what he was trying to warn me about.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Im playing a CoD game, probably mw2. Im doing pretty well, running around with a silenced usp, but I notice its really hard to kill people cuz it takes so many shots and its kind of laggy. someone in the game is talking to me, they are pissed at me for some reason, maybe just mad that I won. The game ends and I find myself lying in my bed. There are 7-8 cellphones on the ground that all look the same. They start to ring and the caller starts talking to me. he has a really creepy, stalker-ish voice. I can't remember what he says, but it scares me. I hide under my blankets and try to ignore the voice. I fall asleep and have a false awakening. I wake up and look at my phone, but there are still several phones on the ground next to my bed. The creepy voice comes back and threatens me and makes fun of me. I wake up (for real) an hour early, but expect there to be a creepy voice so I didn't look for my phone and try to go back to sleep.

I didn't fall asleep until 5:30 AM and I woke at 10 this morning. I only recall only 2 dreams.

In one, I was at my grandmothers house. She was still alive. There were animals in the house and she wasn't entirely happy about that. My Uncle Hank ended up renting a trailer for $1,000. a month and he also got his drivers license and a car. I thought that was so strange. Uncle Hank was retarded IRL and had the mentality of a 9-12 year old boy.

Then my Uncle Jimmy showed up (whose also dead IRL). There were kids in my grams house (?) and my Uncles wanted them to drink some moonshine. I told them that a sip would be fine, but no more than that.
They laughed and said the kids had to drink to whole thing. I told them they no longer lived there and had absolutely no say in what goes on. I was really angry at them.

I also wanted a job and my grams had connections (local businesses etc) and I was wanting her to help me find something. Then I recalled past dreams (as if they were real life) where I had worked for a bookstore and just stopped showing up for work.


In another dream, it was like I was watching something and *I* wasn't even in the dream.
There were cockroaches everywhere. One kept being cradled like a baby because it kept wondering to the crook of some guys arm. Several times, I roach ran under a couch cushi

Very strange lol

I had one dream about how I was held hostage by some unknown house from game of thrones, but we were in a darkly lit enormous, never ending walmart, and one of them had this shield that had their sigil on it and he thrust it in my face saying, "you've never seen this sigil before," and it like flashed and kinda hurt my eyes. But I remember almost being lucid because before the sigil flashed I was like ,'Ohh man this is gonna be the part where it does something crazy,' but even then I didn't really know I was dreaming.

Still not much sleep thanks to waking life stress. Oh well.

Dream One (Fragment): I'm playing My Little Pony... not sure now if it was a computer game or paper dolls or what. I had a pony, and I could choose to put her in any one of four scenes, and each scene came with different outfits I could put on her.

Dream Two (Fragment): I watched in third person as Sailor Moon made her boyfriend breakfast, but it was gross and she cried because he told her as much.

Dream Three: My mom hired someone to come to my house and give me Karate lessons. She apparently lived in my house too. I wasn't happy about her hiring someone without asking me if I even wanted lessons or not, and decided to be rebellious about her treating me like a kid. I know, what a childish thing to do, lol. I started out being pretty cold and distant to the instructor, telling him I didn't want lessons and he could just go home. But he tells me he has to give me lessons to get paid, and he needs the money. The he asks if I could just give it a shot, not because mom's making me do it, but because he wants to teach me. He doesn't look much older than me, early thirties at the most, but more than likely mid to late twenties. I decide to humor him because I can understand needing money and it's not his fault mom hired him without asking me. By the end of the lesson I find myself really happy that I took the lesson, and I feel proud like I have learned something though I can't tell what. I started the dream feeling angry, but by the end I'm happy and almost a little sad when I wake up because I am rarely that happy and proud of myself in waking life.

Dream Four (Fragment): Someone's crying that their kid fell down a manhole in the park. A crowd gathers and lifts the man hole cover. Instead of a kid climbing out though, a bunch of people on the backs of grey birds like those in Skyloft (from The Legend of Zelda Skyward Sword) come flying out of the man hole. I watch in amazement as one after another they come out of the ground and soar into the sky. They just kept coming, there must have been ten or fifteen of them at least.

Had this dream night of April 22, 2012. Broken into 3 parts

#1
The family was gathered. We were all staying at a hotel. My paternal family. The hotel rooms all fanned around a courtyard area where the kitchen was. The rooms were tiny, quaint, and had wicker furniture. My room didn't have a shower, so I had to go into the kitchen area to use their's. I was getting ready for the day (we were all going somewhere) but I couldn't find M. I looked out the window and saw him getting into an older pickup and driving away. I was very angry-- he was supposed to be here with me. I continued to get ready, but was very mad. M came back and I asked where he had gone. He pretended he didn't know what I was talking about.

#2
Still with the paternal family members. We are out and about now. For some reason, we stop by the shelter. I remember I am worried about Zoser. One of the drivers said the just picked up a DOA on the road. I ask to see the card. It is a tabby found in the area my parents live. I am very upset. I ask to see the body. They tell me it was badly decomposed. I insist. They pull a half-rotten body out of the truck on a tray. As I step closer, I notice that the eye blinks. I am startled. The smell of death is strong. Someone starts to pet the corpse. I whisper "Zoser" and the cat looks up. It has no hair, it is only flesh and decay. Its eyes are the right color, though. I reach forward and pet its head and then repeat "Zoser?" The corpse stands up and rubs against my hand. I burst into tears. I want to hug him, but I know he is dead and that I am imagining him.

#3
The family is all together again. We are on the coast. I am mad at everyone so I am walking around downtown. As I'm walking, I see Alan Rickman, the actor that played Snape. I am very curious, so I follow him. He is walking around the shopping areas, browsing, it appears. At one point, he notices me and acknowledges me. I continue to follow him around. I realize I've left my purse at one of the stores. I don't want to lose Snape, but I also don't want to lose my purse. I break apart from him and return to the store and claim my purse. I am surprised that no one took all of my money and credit cards out. I then begin to search for Snape again. In my dream, his name is Craig (not Alan Rickman). I begin to yell out "Craig? Craig?!" I am working my way around the stores and then I hear an irritated "Yes?" in reply to my calls and I find him. I stick with him. He tells me he got a call- an offer to do a show. He is going. He asks if I want to come. I tell him yes. We get into a car and begin the trip. It is going to be a 9 hour drive. I realize he hasn't slept in hours. I insist that he sleeps, but he says he is alright. He doesn't sleep anymore. I am concerned, but I just sit back and relax while he drives.

(Older Dream)

Non-lucid
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I was walking along and saw a trash pile - huge trash pile - before me. I stared at this heap and noticed something moving within the pile. I moved some of the trash and found a little bird. He was brown and small. I took him to be a sparrow. The poor thing was not breathing and I felt so saddened by it. I tried to breath (yeah, I know mouth to mouth with a bird, what's wrong with me?) life into the bird but he wouldn't take a breath.

I began to cry and it about broke my heart ...

When all of a sudden the bird fluttered to life and took to the sky.

That's all I remember...

(In real life, I've encountered many birds. Several hummingbirds have been trapped in our garage and I've rescued them. I took in a baby bird and failed to see it to adulthood. It died after a few short days. We have many bluebird houses around our spacious yard thanks to my husband. But birds are always around.)

My dreams came in bits and pieces. I remember two things very clearly:

1. Talking to two of my friends via Ventrilo, but I was on a playground at the time.

2. Buying candy from a young, blonde teenager in a building with lots of big, round windows.

The dream started with me being in some kind of temple-like hallway, it was rather broad and there were a few "rooms" cut out of the wall (some 2-3m above the ground) between some statues. The statues had a greenish color and looked remotely like lions, and there were a bunch of them facing the wrong direction, whenever I would spot one of these they would start to attack me. I don't know how I fought them but whatever I did I never took more than a few seconds per statue, and upon defeating one I would find an item on the socket the statue was standing on. I found 6 Master Balls (Pokemon reference I guess) like that; I had HUD displaying the information to me, as well as a picture for each item. On the socket of the seventh statue I however found a "Master Ball" which was only a normal ball with the name Master. On the eighth socket I found a ball called something like Kushina Ball. Then the dream and my thoughts revolved around a certain item, some kind of sprayer with a blue liquid and then I saw a map telling me the only location to find such a thing outside of a shop, and I think it was close to a bridge.

Then I think I found myself at that location, watching a scene in 3rd person. There were 3 dudes with long hair, two of them looked somewhat normal and had blue hair color, the third was extremely pale and had a lavender hair color (which was due to him being undead), and they were related somehow. The undead one grabbed the heads of the other 2 with his hair (which he could control freely) and pulled them close together saying: "You 2 really should..." with a suggestive voice and the both of them were shocked a bit and blushed wondering what it is he was trying to tell them. He was however pulling a prank on purpose and just a second later he threw them in the water ending his sentence with "...get cleaned!".

A moment later I found myself in 1st person again inside of a burning building which apparently belonged to the undead dude from above, and a moment later I woke up.

This was a particularly interesting WILD-like experience, I unfortunately can't recall as good as I'd like to.
It was in the middle of the night and I was hovering between sleep and being awake and remember being in a swimming bath, underwater within the dream. I was pretty conscious about what was happening at that time and I was switching back and forth between being awake and sleeping. I tried to consciously get back into the dream, with some small success, everytime after a few seconds I could feel being in the water and I could breathe through my pinched nose, but I just couldn't open my eyes, everytime I tried I went back to seeing my room and (as expected) I couldn't breathe during the RC.

At some point I obviously had my eyes open within the dream as I did see the swimming bath, and I know that my awareness was a lot lower that time, but I don't know if that was before or after this experience, or both.


I've been watching the once absolutely tight border between the state of being awake and sleeping constantly weakening the more I got involved with lucid dreaming, and with this I guess soon I really will be able to start WILDing on purpose.

I was aboard an alien spacecraft traveling through space. It was perhaps as big as the saucer section of the enterprise in Star Trek:TNG. I was avoiding the aliens on board, although they were humanoid, they were not human at all in appearance. They looked aquadic like, as if evolved from some kind of sea creature. Anyway I could tell they were about to dock with what looked like a huge space station. The docking procedure itself was a complicated manuver that was more of like a form of art. As the ship entered the opening to the space station, it banked hard to the right while the ship rotated to the right as well. We make almost a full circle and lock into the left side of the wall that is to the right of the opening for the space station. It is comparable to an ice skater making a circle on the ice but ending up several feet to the left of where she started the circle.

Somehow I'm able to elude detection long enough so that the space marines arrive and start attacking the aliens on the space station. The space marines are normal humans, and I am now an officer in command of a squad. We are sweeping the halls and rooms taking out the aliens. I know I kill one alien with my issued officers pistol. My pistol seems very inaccurate, out of 10 shots only one goes straight it seems. What is strange is I can see the paths of all the bullets being fired. The marines are carrying full auto machine guns, all I got is this lousy pistol. Looking at my pistol, I see the barrel of it is only 3 inches long, no wonder nothing will go straight. We enter this one room, and two aliens are behind what looks like a distortion field. We have to shoot through this field at the aliens. The field alters the trajectory of the bullets, but after a few shots I am able to compensate and nail an alien in the head. He goes down. A marine on the other side of the room manages to take down another. The aliens are dead but they have left behind an explosive device. I shoot at the device and hit it, but it doesn't go off. Instead it falls apart with pieces falling to the floor. That is just as well as we didn't want to cross the distortion barrier for some reason.

There was this woman a ways down the street. She was jumping around a little bit, but I don't know why. A little later on in the dream she approaches me and I'm asking her why she was jumping. At first she keeps denying it, but then I must say the right thing as to jog her memory. She does admit it was her doing the jumping but she still doesn't know why she was doing it. We happen to get closer to each other while talking, and I lean in and kiss her. She was a pretty blond.

I was drifting in and out of sleep, and had a dream fragment later on where I was kissing the same blond gal again.

Today was my day off so I was planning to get a lot of dreaming done. But I was woken up at 6:30am by somebody at the door, turns out it was somebody delivering a package, but he was at the wrong bloody door! Anyway, although it did wake me up - it did lead to me having an unintentional DILD through WBTB.

23-04-12
Around 8:30am
DILD

The Search
Genre: Random
Lucid (DILD)

I am in my sisters room. I'm looking out the window and see a girl trying to climb up the side of a house. She uses ledges and bins to finally get up there, I then see her dog follow her up, no idea how the dog managed it - it just kind of jumped up. I walk downstairs to get a better look, but when I get to the window nobody is there any more. I now find myself outside, in a little path next to my house. Something doesn't feel quite right, so I look down at my hands but there doesn't appear to be anything wrong, just a bit blurry. I decide to plug my nose, and I can breathe! I'm dreaming.

I decide to stabalize the dream first. I feel the fence on the right of me and then think of some things to do. I decided that I wanted to find one of my friends and see how they'd react to being told they are dreaming. I go around to my neighbours house and decide to ask them where they are. I chap the door, but instead of the usual person that answers, it's Ali G. This was really weird, but I ask him if he has seen my friends. He says spouts some shit which I can't understand, I decide to leave because he's wasting my time.

My memory is a bit hazy after that. Next thing I do remember is trying out some dream control techniques, to keep my skills sharp. I point at a few objects and begin to levitate them. I levitate a few things like tyres and then throw them away using my mind. I then attempt it on a car, the car comes off the ground but for some reason I can't throw it. I do a little, but it doesn't go far. Anyway, my memory goes a bit blank after this.

I am now outside my house again. I decide that the best place to find them would probably be the school where we all went to. I decide, instead of running or flying, I'll create a tele port. I draw a circle in the air with my finger and imagine the school at the other side of the circle. No luck. I decide to run there, it's not far. Whilst running, I attempt to fly, I usually have no trouble with flying but I couldn't in this dream for some reason. I remember that when I was attempting I jumped off the ground and ended up with my face hitting the ground. Felt no pain though.

I felt myself running a lot faster than I am capable of in real life. I am now at the school. It looks a bit different. But I go in anyway. Somebody walks out of the door and says to me, "Hey... you made it!". I high five him like an idiot and try to go into the school. But the door is only one way, it's the exit door. I look inside and it seems to be some kind of prom/reunion thing going on. But then I wake up.

I only recalled this dream after seeing a comic strip in the newspaper this morning.

I can only remember one part of this dream, the part where I won first place. My dad had entered me in some sort of Art & Comic competition.

I was in some huge auditorium. They called me up as the first place winner, while showing my "work" on a huge movie screen behind the speaker. While I was walking up I got really nervous, because most of the things appearing on the screen weren't actually my work.
I specifically remember seeing some rage comics from the internet, as well as a random photograph of a skyscraper. When the speaker gave me the microphone,he told me to say what I wanted to the audience because I was the winner. I thought about telling everyone that this wasn't really my work and that I should just be disqualified. I should also tell them that my father entered me in this competition, and it was his fault because he did not check what work was actually mine.
For some reason, I did not tell the audience that, and I really felt stupid after not doing that. I just sort of walked off of the stage.

I was awoken by my family getting ready for work and was somewhat frustrated at vaguely knowing I had just been dreaming but I still can't recall it, I think it may have involved a snake though...

Either way I found that I was getting quite a lot of hypnagogic imagery so I thought I would perhaps attempt a WILD. I must have lost focus on this and it seemingly led to one of the most vivid false awakenings I have ever experienced. I went to the toilet and checked my phone which held a message from a friend asking details about an event that I will be attending later today. It really seemed that the only dreamsign present was that this friend had a rather long extended, double-barrelled type name in my phonebook, although I failed to pick up on this. Obviously, I need to work on my reality checking techniques and train myself to recognise these false awakenings in the future.