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I don't remember the moment that I became lucid. It seems as though when I do wakek-back-to-bed, I become lucid without having to do a reality test. Anyway, I found myself on a beach and to my left were the craziest barreling waves I've ever seen. Its strange how vivid these were; the colors were somehow more vibrant an alive than they'd be in real life. I continued down the beach then turned right to what looked like temple ruins. I started ascending the stairs, but I could tell the dream was fading. I began spinning to keep myself from blacking out, and I felt a strong G-force which kept me rooted in the dream. I soon found myself in a lecture room setting, but the dream faded soon after, and I can't remember the details.

I had an actual waking not long after, and another lucid dream, and I am a bit frustrated that I can't remember it.

I wanted to try the Caspian Border map on Battlefield 3, so I entered the BF3 Beta (which in my dream had an IN-GAME server browser. Can you believe it?). I chose the map, and started playing.
Before I spawned, I saw a map showing overview as well as all my teammates' positions. I could see that all the jets were taken, so I decided to play on the field instead. I spawned with a soldier outfit and an automatic assault rifle. I was in the game, as if it was real life, however I had to control myself with an XBOX360 controller. I was placed in a large sandy field, with a couple buildings. I found a concrete tube sunk into the ground, so only 1/4 of it was above ground, which provided a good cover. I lied down inside the tube, and started camping.
I mowed about 30 enemies down, before I ran out of ammo and had to run to grab one of their guns. I swapped my weapon with one I found, and saw a pack of 7 enemies near me, trying to kill me. I dodged and ran into a building. I tried spraying them all down, but the rifle I had picked up was a 3-burst-weapon. I spammed on a trigger as much as I could before I had to reload, and proceeded further into the building through a door. An enemy was blocking my path, so I stabbed him in the throat. A couple more enemies appeared, and a couple more enemies were killed.
I walked up some stairs, and got disarmed. Two teammates were captured in the room as well, along with a bunch of armed enemies and their general. They were discussing whether to kill us or not. I took an opportunity to dash up to the general, beat him in his face until it was a bloody pulp, took his weapon, and shot the other enemies.
I cut the general's chest open and pulled his heart out. I put it in a dish full of rice pudding, and used my engineer drill to blend it out. I wrapped it in dough, and flipped it a couple times, like a pancake. Then I served it to my teammates.

MILD

Skoldag, 00:10-06:15

Jag är i en station av slag. Jag blir klar men minns inte hur. Jag stabiliserar drömmen bra, genom att kolla på golvet ta på saker runt omkring mig och sen också genom att försöka se detaljerna i en killes stickade tröja. Det är inte lika lyckat. Ser ett mönster, som en glitch. Jag ser en tjej och min mänskliga sida tar över så att säga. Jag försöker att fokusera på att upprätthålla drömmen men den tonar bort.

Hade en FA, jag var lucid i en annan dröm tror jag men sen "vaknade" jag och alla trodde att jag var galen, jag hade skrikit och grejer, försökte övertala en kvinna att jag sov men hon tror mig inte.

I'm sitting in a mall, at the food area, near a Pans Company.

I look up and see television screens (or just windows?).

Outside I see kids playing football on the grass.
One has black soccer shorts, orange shirt, is blond and has curly hair.

His hair has streaks of pink.
Sitting by my side is a gray-haired man, of his 40 years with a laptop.
He tells me that this player has an girly look, and that he is his father.

He also tells me he has straight A´s at everything in the school, especially in mathematics. I tell him that all geniuses look strange, but as a father he should be proud of the son he has.

He doesn´t seem very convinced.

I'm in a shopping center and attended several exercise machines. A is there and I try to show my physical capabilities to her.
Suddenly appears a teacher from Chile, and says that in order for the exercises to work I have to do 400 minutes of
racing time in a machine.
I tell him no,but he programs the machine timer to a 400 minutes session workout.

The machine rises to a considerable height (more than 30 feet above the ground) but I manage to turn it off.
When i reach the ground again ask the instructor who he thinks he is and where did he got the theory of the 400 minutes race.
He replies that it was in Chile, while he was in the army.
I don´t care, and leave the mall.

M is talking to everyone about the fact that spirits will come down to Earth, around the year 2012, in great numbers to speak to the living.

1st-
I was somewhere out side near a familiar building...kinda vague now. This girl I was really feeling back in highschool was there, she had just broken up with her boyfriend and wanted to be with me. I think I turned her down due to I was with some other chick and because I felt I would be regressing at this point in my life if I did.

2nd-
I was at a buffet restaurant with my dad, brother and some other people and we were joking and merrymaking.

3rd-
I was in a video game setting. I was driving a remote control vehicle from 1st/3rd person. The objective was the mow down cops using the mounted machine gun before they could reach the car. It was like they came in waves with each wave becoming progressively harder. The graphics were arcadey. Eventually they all pooled inside a vehicle that was 10 times the size of my own(it was a mack truck) and then they started ramming me. I tried to drive to safety behind barriers but they rammed those also. Somebody told me to throw C-4 inside the truck but I awoke before that could happen.

I'm with A. M. in the former home of my grandmother. He has a son.
The kid is blonde with blue eyes.
It has a yellow babygrow.
A. M. turns to me and says that today we gonna playing football.
When we arrived to the football field, I realize that the field is a mixture of petrol stations and a dirt field.

One of the football poles (of my team) was between two gasoline stations.
I fail some goals but a little later i score one, the ball goes very slowly between the legs of the goalkeeper.
I start running and screaming goooooooooooaaaal!
However A. M. wonders where his son is, and he says that the child is with T. A. , he's taking take care of him.

Suddently the police or some sort of a special force appears... and suddenly I'm in a helicopter with the leader of this special force ...

Barack Obama is the commander of these special forces. He's about to throw me from the Helicopter. He as metal discs
in his hands and feet,they function like the Iron Man´s propellers.

I put some metal discs in my own hands and feet too.

He dominates that technology better than me. I try to take a swing at him...but he suddenly disappears.
The Helicopter lands and a white-coated scientist comes to me and says that F is expecting my orders.

It´s seems im some kind of leader of some sort of organization.

I grab some propellers, put them in my pockets and go away.

1st: I was playing League of Legends but the champions were not from the game. My mind invented some totally new champions with new skills and such. I don't remember what my skills were but I was a tank. We had a teamfight and a enemy champion used his ultimate to create a huge ice explosion and stunned the whole team. We were winning the game but when he used this technique we lost the teamfight and they could destroy our Nexus.

10/19/11

I believe everyone is watching some football game in my college. I walk up the stairs and see this old man watching the game on his computer. Now it reminded of that Hispanic restaurant called Los Nortenos I went to when my parents come over last weekend.



The guy was a cashier and was watching the Texas A&M vs. Baylor game.



Then for some reason I’m holding a revolver after watching randomness, like I saw some tennis player make a fault, and he thought he hit the opponent’s cap, but he did one more serve to win the match.



I heard some voice or some figure say that I should always at least have one barrel slot empty before the shooting the one with the bullet. I was holding the revolver in first-person mode, looking at the small crevices to practice in distinguishing whether or not a bullet was in it.




Then I believe I’m going to leave somewhere, and I had to find a paper with some things I had to say at some meeting in another place, but I’m not too sure.

I woke up and tried to do a WBTB, but I just said, “Eh, fuck it.”

No point in lucid dreaming for this week if I’m worried about this Biology midterm coming up.

And as for the Adult scene, it was dark and they were unce unce unce unce unce unce. That is all. :3

Ok....until now i´ve posted some dreams, some old ones...just to document a few i had, before the "oath".

Before the oath, i had 3 lucid dreams. The oath was the moment i started to take this Lucid Dreaming project more serious.

The Oath was made on August 17th, 2011.

From now on i´ll only post dreams from that day forward.

It´s like a "year zero" for my dream-life. The day i created my oneiric projection...the Red King

I was working somewhere (perhaps a cafe in a shopping center), and I felt troubled due to an evil spiritual presence around me.
This presence has accompanied me for a long time (for most of my life).

I went desperate because I knew that that presence continuously undermined various aspects of my life, i began to cry.
Suddenly, in the cafe A appeared, and told me: "Under the influence of this spirit you are compelled to do things that ordinarily you wouldn´t do. "
I do not know why, but when she told me this it came to my head the image of Corey Taylor from Slipknot, and I asked A if it was him. She confirmed with a nod, or said yes and then said:
"- But he's far away."
Then rested both hands on my chest (or gave me her hands?) And she prayed ... I immediately felt good, and free from the pernicious influence of that spirit.

I was at home, in my room. Somebody else was also sleeping there. A boarder? I went out.

I was in mom's room. I was somebody else. A rich guy. I walked into the room, but it looked more like a small marsh, with water and furniture for logs. When I stepped in, the white alligators grew active and tried to bring me down. I jumped from log to log (or furniture to furniture), but I was obviously going down.

I clung to the window, and then a monkey passed by and saved me. My roommate moved the bed into the room to "catch" me. No more animals, logs or water. I was grateful, but as he slept, I noticed that the pull-out bed under it was facing the wall, so I can't pull it out and sleep.

School. We were chasing someone. Or being chased? A farm (Knott Berry?) of horrors. Morphing. Trying to escape.

We went home to school (Lasalle). My companion stays there, but I don't. I checked the time, and it's 11 p.m. I told him I gotta go home. I saw the guard closing the gate, but I also saw a person about to go out.

Next, I worried if my roommate is still awake so he can open up the gate and door for me. I worried if he'll get angry for waking him up.

There's a battle. We were flying. I recall an island, water and fire. There's also Pikachu. Lightning. STP. Agri. A dragon?

I was a small bird flying over a forest. A great white dragon (ghost dragon?) is chasing me. I headed for the forest and let the dragon chase me. When I deemed it was close enough, I flared my wings, barely avoided the dragon when the wind backlash pushed me back all of a sudden, and watched as the dragon crashed into the forest.

Can't remember which day this was. I had completely forgotten it until I was reading some dream journals on here and had a wave of all these dreams come to my mind.
Nothing lucid, but here's one of them from a while ago:

The dream started off with myself running through the night in a a clear 5 acre field beside my parents house. There were big round hay bails dotted here and there. There was a slight hill in front of me and I threw my body into the base of it and lay still. Tracer rounds were being fired off into the air whizzing past me from the opposite side of the field and the roar of a bunch of footsteps and yelling filled the air. The ground started to vibrate as they neared and vague silhouettes of people start to take shape. I squeezed the trigger of my gun and shot A LOT of bullets into the fray of people, as did many other allies nearby who I did not know were present. Things became fuzzy then clear again. When clarity was regained I found myself now running away from the opposition, however we have advanced our front line very close to theirs. With each step the ground seem to liquify and be very smooshy and soft. I stopped in the middle of the field looking at the ground. I walked around slowly and stabbed at the ground with my foot. It would move like a water bed, and upon closer inspection it wasn't the ground at all, but it was the corpses and blood from our enemies. I stopped, feeling an overwhelming rush of power, and turned around to face the opposition. They caught sight of me walking towards them and they fled instantly into the hills. I came to the place where they were set up and the ground was back to normal. I swung around to shout a victory cry, only to be met by a truck that looked like this:
http://cbbigelow.files.wordpress.com...moving-van.jpg
With FRONTLINE stuck on the front (the part that hangs over the cab)and read EXACTLY like this:
http://lekf.co.uk/images/frontline-logo.gif
I've never seen this word in my life and have no idea how I knew about it. The hood was open and the engine was of some alien technology that glowed green out of random places on the it.
After inspecting the truck, my dream passed and I woke up.