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27th of January, 2012

I stayed awake for a while as Nooks prepared to go to work then took a 4mg Galantamind cap and attempted to go back to sleep. I’ve taken Galantamind twice before and it just kept me awake. This time I took it later in the morning (8:30am). It was a struggle, and took me about 40 minutes to get to sleep and I kept having really vivid almost dreams, but once I did finally doze off... Boy.

The dream began as I was driving Nooks’ car. He radio was playing and she had a DVD player on the dashboard that was showing footage taken from the front of the car.
In real life, her radio is broken and I somehow really easily realised that fact and did a RC.

I was in.

I stayed calm and happily drove along for a bit but began to lose the dream so I relaxed and prepared to DEILD.
Which was extremely successful and I found myself back in the car. This time, once I’d stabilised, I put my foot down on the throttle and smashed into a wall just for funsies. As I got out of the car, I noticed the DVD screen was now showing footage of my back. As if the camera was on the side of the seat.

I wondered if my brain could possibly make a real remote-view camera and waved my arms around to see if it was legit, or just emulating what I did. It was actually really effective and I’m still not sure which was the case. More testing to be done next time!

I got out of the car and was at a warehouse of sorts on an empty street. I rubbed my hands along the walls and commanded for increased lucidity, which, I don’t care what anyone says, works a treat.
I looked around, admiring my comfortable lucidity and lay down on the asphalt to stretch my legs out because they felt a bit weird.
For some reason doing that made me aware of my waking legs and I woke up again.

Did another successful DEILD and found myself lying in the same spot later in the evening. (Inception style time-dilation anyone?)
I got up and picked up a large tile to ground myself and was surprised at how real exerting my arm muscles felt. I threw the tile on the ground and eventually found a woman getting into a sports car and asked her where we were. She didn’t seem keen on talking and just got in her car. I wandered around a bit more, kind of bored with my surroundings and then lost the dream again.
I woke up in bed but quickly realised that it was a False Awakening.

As soon as I realised that I woke up for real anyway.

Man, these dreams just aren’t stable at all!

I did another DEILD, this time focussing on running as I went back to sleep. It was an extremely effective method and really helped to feel the dream again. It went rapidly from thinking about running, to sort of feeling running, to fully running in blackness and finally running in a fully formed dream world.

When I stopped, I found myself in a bathroom.

I did a slow little turn around and noticed that the toilet was against the wall facing the cabinet. Completely useless positioning. I laughed at myself and AGAIN started losing the dream so I dove into the ground (a technique I read on here somewhere...) and found myself rolling through blank space. I came to a stop in a ball all caught up in someone’s towel rack in another bathroom. I freed myself from the snare and walked out, ignoring the naked Asian man in the bath.
I found myself in a home office area with warm light coming through the curtains. I briefly woke up again but DEILDed straight back into the same room. This time heavy bass music was playing from the computer and when I turned around there was a couple having sex in a bed.

“Eff this.” I thought, feeling like I was wasting good lucid time, so I went straight to the window and jumped out.

Evidently this house was actually an apartment because I was about 50 meters off the ground.
I looked around and marvelled and the truly surreal but beautiful landscape. It was a suburb in the early evening. Each house was totally unique and some looked like mini-palaces, bulbous Arabian domes adorned the roofs of some. In the distance a giant, grey tornado was raging and I sat in the air and watched that, impressed with my subconscious and how enormous the draw distance was.
Presently, I calmly flew about (unusually easily for me) and noticed a little house.

“That’s the house with the tiny Christmas town.” I thought to myself* and aimed for it.

As I got closer, I began getting too low and just managed to grab the gutter and pull myself up. The roof was quite soft and grass seeds must’ve been lodged in the gaps because the whole roof was covered with a sparse, fine, bright green grass. I jumped off the roof and into the back yard, again reinforcing that this was the Christmas house. I walked into the garage and looked around, only to find a whole buttload of tools and some cluttered workbenches. I started to get upset and closed my eyes, hoping that the town would be there when I opened them but instead an old couple came into the space. I asked them where the town was.

“Here!” they said and pointed to one of the workbenches.
“We’re still building it.” The old lady continued.

I decided I’d gone back in time and arrived before they’d built it so I dejectedly walked out.

“I’ll be back in the future.” I said as the dream began to fade again. I jumped once more through the floor.

Tumbling once again through blackness, I came to a stop on a similar windowsill to the one I’d previously jumped from in the naked Asian's house. I flew back out and saw a very similar suburb. This time I flew over to a highrise building and looked in a window where I saw a bunch of East German looking thugs.

I turned away and, looking down, saw I was at least 300 meters in the air.

“Sweet!” I thought and screamed down to the ground at enormous speed. I landed in a field and felt a bit pissed off at my subconscious for not letting me go to the toy town so I threw my sunglasses (which apparently I’d been wearing) at a bunch of aloe vera like plants.

I couldn’t help notice how warmly the sun bounced off the leaves and the gentle swaying of the green stems in the breeze. I walked past them and, in a huff, ripped one of the leaves off and chomped into it à la Mzzck’s stabilization suggestion.

It was an unreal sensation. Heavily plant flavoured and really juicy and crunchy.
The mass of different experiences thoroughly grounded me in the dream and I decided that if I couldn’t go to Toy Town, I’d sure as hell fuck shit up.

I walked out onto the middle of the nearby road and jumped in front of the nearest car. The green hatchback slammed into my body, barely making me budge but crushing the metal into itself. I smirked and threw the car onto its roof. The woman driving began slowly pulling herself out of the smashed window saying “You can’t do this...” so I punched her in the face.

As the next car approach I jumped to the side and pushed it into the green car sending both of them careening across the bitumen. Another car came, this time swerving around me. As it drove off I turned to it and raised my arms, forcing it telekinetically to flip over into a ditch.

I think I may have been laughing this whole time, but that’s a bit weird so let’s pretend I wasn’t.

A motorbike this time.
The rider veered past me and tried to race off but I again turned and, with a small gesture, sent he and the bike flying into the air. I’ve never had such control over powers in dreams and, though I was having fun, I began to feel a little bad for my DC’s at that point and decided to stop.

I turned back around and saw a woman riding a motorbike toward me. I stopped her and asked her name. She replied some strange sounding name (which I tried really hard to remember but can’t!) and took her helmet off. She was quite pretty and looked Scandinavian, without the mannishness.
I asked her name again and she replied with a completely different one then giggled and tried to make it seem normal by saying “I have two names. They’re both my names.”

I got unreasonably annoyed at this and told her that was stupid and that she couldn’t even make an effort to remember her first name.
I picked her up and lead her to the side of the road and began making out with her.

I noticed a strange juicy fungus growing on the ground and picked that up and took a bite.
“Gross!” she said, but I explained my reasoning and she seemed okay with it.
We kissed a bit more and then I realised that it should definitely have been Nooks, so I looked away and back to find her lying there instead. I lay down and found a little red heart-shaped bean on the ground and bit into it. It was really hard and crunchy.
We kissed some more and then I ate some sand to see what that was like.

It was pretty gross.

Nooks and I got hot and heavy for a while and had some sweet lucid lovin’ before I decidedthat it had gone on long enough and if I didn’t wake up now I’d start forgetting everything.

So with that, I woke up, wishing I’d completed at least one of my goals (I should’ve Fus Ro Dah’d some of those cars, man!) but overjoyed at how successful my lucid had been.


*when we went looking at Christmas lights last year, a house we visited had an amazing town of miniatures set up. The buildings and characters and scenery was so awesome, it re-invigorated me to pursue lucid dreaming with all I had. It's what prompted me to join DreamViews and shrinking myself so as to visit and play around in it remains my driving goal.

This is one of several dreams I had last night. The dreams had a few characters in common, but were totally different. I don't remember the sequence, and I don't remember much about many of them. This is the most coherent one, and the one I remember best.

(BTW, I do recall a bit about my dreams almost every night and wright about them. I just post ones that are exceptionally coherent and recalled.)

Date: 01/27/2012
Dream title: Excursion into the night
Technique: WILD
Result: Fail
Recall: 3/5
Participation: Passive

We're at a log house belonging to a family my family is friends with. It's a house IRL, and it's correct on the inside and outside, but a different family we are just meeting lives there. The rest of my family is apparently here to. The hostess starts preparing some of her homemade soda for an old friend of the family who is there also. Or ham that is, they keep changing. Of course, I'm too thick to notice. I just assume I was mistaken last time I looked. I mean, rootbeer and ham look a lot alike right?

After a bunch of conversation that I don't pay attention to, my family decides to go for a walk before it gets dark, while our old friend stays here to chat and wait for the ham. Oh wait, I guess I didn't see it right. It's ROOT BEER. We go out and at first things are 100% accurate to the country neighborhood this house is in IRL. After a bit though we go past some very odd vents in the ground. After we pass those, it starts getting dark and we try to head back.

It only takes five seconds for everything to get pitch black, which also didn't tip me off. We start running a few seconds prior to the 100% darkness, and end up back at the log house, although it's an obvious dream teleportation now that I think about it. Out old friend is putting the remaining grape so-ahem-ham in the fridge. He compliments the hostess quit a bit. Says it's awesome, even to the point that he'd totally do whatever favours she asked for a month just for 1 bottle. Of ham. she laughs and says she has young boys coming to her house all the time promising to do favours for a week to get 1 bottle.

After that, the dream went on but started to fade and become less intelligible. After a bit everything changes and I'm in a different dream.

Last night was another night with absolutely no recall. I have big plans for tonight, though. Plans to meet up with Nomad and MoSh in a dream, hopefully at least two of us will remember so it can be a confirmed shared dream... and it is about time I had an epic lucid dream! So that is not in question, I will have an epic dream tonight!

I've heard positive thinking helps... so I'm going to try it.

I know that it's the begining of 1900 and we came to the seashore on the train. Splandid view on the sea. But a car jumping in the water and sweaming. I understood that it was imposible in 1900 and understood that its a LD. I went to the cafe and ask the waiter that I want to take a picture with the Brouny camera. He said that they had no Brouny. I insist on that they had... severul guys came to me and caught me. I began to fight and awoke.

I am screaming at the end of time. I am perched upon the Temple of nothing, a Griffin. I am laughing madly in shooting tentacles in every direction summoning dream Warriors to me. Raven and Mosh appear. Numbers are flying in and out of my body. The number god appears to me. He tells me to calm down. I tell him nothing matters everything matters 999999. 2012. 66665555E and E3333444888111.

The funny thing was, I knew I was in a dream within by dream. I was kinda awake in the dream, but.. it wasn't that vivid. Anyway, I was in a rather large spacecraft that was headed straight for the sun. It felt more like a very wide corridor. I knew there was another person or two, but it was a background character that I didn't really look at. The actual craft looked... raw. It looked like one of those abandoned space ships. Dark, somewhat rusty on some parts, and very wide. I could barely move, and I failed at flying. The camera switched to a third person perspective when we actually hit the sun.

The end.

Dream was this morning... Well, okay this afternoon or something... Whatever.

Get into fight with lady thinks I bumped into someone on purpose.
Bump into another accidentally, lady thinks did it on purpose. Tells me thats the last straw. Bump into her on purpose a few times. Then bump into her friend and then bump into another friend of hers who nearby person says I don't wanna get into fight with. She makes government people chase after me while music plays they keep saying I have an addiction while I insist I don't. At least two of them are fat middle-aged, women who chase me with needles filled with purple liquid and keep trying to stab me with them which they sometimes get so close I have to dodge. They catch me and one starts stitching a yellow black and red flat thread through my chest in a kind of circle with large gaps betwen each visible part of the thread. The other one starts stitching on my back. The front one is painful. It seems she were trying to stitch a government symbol of some kind into my skin. I didn't like the feeling so I (actively made myself?) woke up.

!Special notice: I'm not sure whether or not this was lucid or not because... It seems like I chose to wake up...
Mem: Ask about this recurring situation in forums here...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on a cruise liner At one point, myself and another person decide to take one of the sail boats that are on board the ship and set off with it. The cruise liner has some sort of bumpy ramp at the rear that we use get it into the ocean. We make it off the larger boat, but I somehow fall off and wind up in the water. As I'm swimming back towards our sail boat, I notice that my friend is actually at the helm of the cruise liner, and sailing further and further away is the sail boat. While my friend is shouting that we'll never catch up to it and that we'll be stranded at sea, it occurs to me that the boats have switched and this triggers a lucid state. I decide to try the nose plug technique to confirm and as I do I plunge myself backwards into the water (out of habit I guess as I used to hold my nose before dunking my body underwater at pools). I also try looking at my hands which turn out to be very distorted and I am also weirdly unable to face my palms towards me. I hear my friend shouting that we'll be attacked by sharks, and as I look back at him I realise I must have corrected the dream's mistake and we once again have possession of the sail boat. Right about now I'm not really worrying about the sharks but I think I (for some reason) made one appear. At this stage, I begin waking up due to the outside noise. I tried not to stir but I was unable to stay in the dream.

Notes: was lying down on the couch for about half an hour, on my back, half-asleep and listening to this. Turned it off at about 12:30pm and drifted to sleep.

Didn't recall any of my dreams

Had a very vivid dream this morning.
In the dream I am in my local park and am heading back home. On my way back I rip some leaves off a tree.
A dove is walking behind me, and I decide to see if I can pick it up. I motion for it to walk into my hands and I am surprised at how tame it is. I then put it on my left shoulder and continue to walk. There are many other birds in the sky and I let the dove join them.
Next, I see my brother riding a bike on the footpath. I find this very strange because he no longer lives in the same city as me. This is when I realise that I am dreaming. I start calling his name, but he seems to not hear me. I continue calling his name and he finally turns his head in my direction. However, just as he turns his head everything starts to fade and I start thinking that I will wake up.
I "wake up" in my bed. In my hand I am still clutching the leaves I had torn off from the tree in my dream. I am completely surprised, and for about 30 seconds I am convinced that I have brought back something from the dream world to waking world. It seemed extremely real and I could even smell the scent of the leaves just as they had smelled previously. Unfortunately, this had been a false awakening and I now wake up for real, feeling rather disappointed.

I was completely lucid, 100% aware that I was dreaming. It was weird because I had no control over the dream at all The dreamscape was dark and eerily featureless, it was controlled by an omnipotent being. I was with friends and whatever was controlling the dream was chasing us. I was unable to manipulate anything, I finally woke myself up on the 3rd try. The being had been undermining my attempts to wake myself by getting inside my thoughts, trying to convince me it wasn't a dream. When I woke up my bed was on a train moving very fast through a dense forest, I was no longer lucid. The vividity and clarity of the colors were almost overwhelming but for some reason it made me think that it was reality and not a dream. I woke up within 15 seconds.

I've been a little lazy this past couple of days and have not been writing here. My recall is still slightly improving. God, I just wish my dry spell would end. I still need to try harder. Last night though I got decent recall, so here's the dream.

Chillin' In Korea
Date: January 28th, 2012
Lucid: No

I was just walking around in some bustling little asian town, that I just again "knew" was Korea. North or South, I didn't even wonder about that. I was walking around, watching the people going past me, looking at the buildings, just chilling out and feeling good. In fact, I felt like I could move to live in there.

All the sudden this orange truck stops beside me. Somehow I knew that it was Chinese. There were some soldiers and they asked me to get on board. I decided that why not, even if I felt a bit threatened and wondered if I have something to worry about.

In the truck's... what's the word? Let's just say "space in the back", anyway in there was some guy they were holding as prisoner. He was beaten and tortured. I noticed that once of my old army buddies was one of the three soldiers doing the dirty deed and one of them were my sister's boyfriend. Neither of them are really asian and they were just themselves in the dream as well, but for some reason Chinese soldiers as well.

So anyway I was angry about this man being tortured, but they just said that it wasn't against the law and it is what it is. Crazy shit law. I got really angry and in my mind I just rationalized "Well, if beating up a guy into a near death isn't illegal, then killing you isn't illegal either." Somehow I got an assault rifle on my hands and killed all of the soldiers.

At that point the truck was stopped in the middle of the woods, so I was in a perfect spot to get away with my murders. I grabbed the tortured guy on my shoulder and started running away. Most of the time it felt like the other guy weighted nothing, and finally the dream transitioned so that the guy was running along with me.

The environment had also transitioned. It looked like standard Finnish countryside. Some woods, some fields, house and barn here and there. We went across someone's yard and while the other guy got through unnoticed, some old woman spotted me. I tried to squirm my way out of it, but she wouldn't have it. I don't know what she could have done though, so why I just didn't leave? Anyway, the other guy saved me by saying something smooth and in the end we were welcomed inside their house.

We didn't stay for long, as we still had to continue fleeing from the authorities, who will surely eventually find the bodies and start tracking us down.

When that happens though, I'll be already awake.

I am running down the middle of a road with a friend. We reach a familiar street and both slow down, my friend walking on the right side of the road while I trail a bit behind on the left. As I am walking, I notice a dog with the facial features of a rooster approaching me, looking as if it is ready to attack. I signal to my friend for help but he is too far ahead and does not see. Scared, I half climb on top of a parked car for safety while readying myself to kick the animal if I need to. It edges itself closer and looks ready to leap towards me when I hear a strange alien-like screech. I turn to see that the sound has come from my friend, who is apparently mimicking the cry of the animal in order to scare it away. It works and the animal flees.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Had a beautiful dream in which I met my Dream Guide. I was lucid and she was silent as usual. We were on the beach and she just moved her hands in the air, like painting a canvas and the air and the clouds smudged and made beautiful ethereal drawings in front of my eyes.
I tried to do the same thing and I moved my hands in a way that made the sand dance. I envisioned a Buddha and the sand obbeyed my hands and sculpted itself into a solid Buddha sitting on a throne. When completed, the sand sculpture slowly started to transform into gold with incrusted jewels. I noticed that the throne was in fact a 3D mandala on top of which was the Buddha. He was part of it and also beyond it.

~Had one of those dreams that make you facepalm once you wake up. I was in a room with a waterbed, so I got on the bed and laid down, thinking maybe I could fall asleep and have a lucid dream. Didn't even RC. It felt amazing, though. I closed my eyes and imagined floating in the ocean, and it was the most relaxing, soothing feeling.

~I was in some kind of restaurant, looking at a display case full of all their desserts. One of the employees came up next to me and pointed at a chocolate bar in the case.

"If you eat that, you get a special prize," he said. I told him okay, and he took the chocolate out and handed it to me. After I took a bite he informed me that it was filled with hot sauce, mashed peppers, and ranch, but it tasted fine so I kept eating it. After I finished, another employee walked in with a HUGE piece of cheesecake.

"This is your prize," he told me, dropping it into a shopping cart that had suddenly showed up. Then he grabbed a doughnut from the display case. It was pink, with chocolate frosing. It looked yummy. He started to hand it to me, but then said, "Oh, wait. This has cotton in it--are you a Christian?" Apparently if you were a Christian you couldn't eat cotton. "Ah, nevermind. Just eat it." He gave me the doughnut but then the dream ended.

~Just a fragment, I was in a very dirty, flooded place with sad looking stuffed animals floating around.

~I was walking around in my yard when a very large, reddish-brown dog came up to me. He was probably about five foot three from the ground to his shoulder. "Hey, I want you to look in the newspaper for me," he said. I couldn't tell if he was nice but a bit creepy, or if he was about to eat my face off. I tried to walk away but he kept up with me, his nose touching my face.

"Yeah, I can look," I told him.

"Look in the newspaper for a dog." He licked my face and loped away. He was scary.

~In what looks like a castle courtyard. There are Pokeballs laying everywhere, and armored guards trying to chop my head off. I pick up every Pokeball I pass and open it. Pokemon pop out all over the place, attacking the guards, until finally all the guards are knocked out. Then I just pick up Pokeballs to see what's inside.

"No, no!" A little boy runs up, looking terrified. "Don't take that one!"

I look at the Pokeball I was about to pick up. "Why?"

"It's my Jigglypuff. I hid it here so they wouldn't steal it."

"Oh. Okay." I leave the Pokeball and continue walking.

~I'm running from a killer with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. We're hiding out in a random house, talking about how we think we lost him. I see a white van pull in the driveway.

"Oh no, I think that's him," I say, pointing at the van. Joe and Marisa drop to the floor like they're expecting gunfire, but I figure the killer is just going to walk in, so I run upstairs. Somehow I just end up downstairs again, though. The killer is in the house and "he" is actually Elizabeth Gilles. She raises a gun and points it at Joe.

"It's time to stop running," she smiles.

Joe rolls his eyes. "Ah, screw it," he says, raising his hands in defeat. Elizabeth shoots him four times and he drops to the floor. Marisa has completely lost it and is screaming her head off in the corner. Elizabeth shoots her, too. I run into a different room. The house is now flooded with several feet of water. I dive under and pretend to be dead so Elizabeth doesn't shoot me. Eventually she catches me coming up for air.

"Hm..." she says, running a finger along the barrel of the gun. I wait for her to hold it up and kill me, but she doesn't. Instead, she puts it away and tells me to go get her some cookies. I hurriedly run to find a pantry or some other place where there would be cookies, and find my friend Gabi moving around containers in a fridge. I run up to her and we're both terrified, wondering when we're going to die.

~I'm exploring some sort of huge abandoned house that also resembles a shipwreck. A man in a tan trenchcoat walks in and offers to give me a tour, but I decline, saying I already know where everything is.