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Last night I had two dreams. I went to sleep at around 12:30 AM and woke up at 4 AM, went to sleep again to be woken at 8:30 AM.
In the first, I was taken through a series of what ifs? of my own life, in backwards chronological order. What if I had said different things during the day? What if I had never met my first girlfriend? What if my best friend had succeeded, and broke me and my current girlfriend up? What if I had never met my best friend? What if I had never been born? Everything was surprisingly realistic, and I thanked my lucky stars some of the things went the way they did, because the alternatives were just plain awful.
I woke up at 4 and attempted to WBTB but failed. I fell asleep and slipped in to a dream. It was the previous day (yesterday) and first I saw my best friend and my girlfriend talking outside. I know he is trying to get us to break up, and I ran at him to try and stop him, but he punched me out.
I came to seated around a table with 3 of my friends, including the one who had punched me out. Dream Logic dictated that I shouldn't yell at him or go at him again, so we went in to a conversation about my girlfriend. He said she told him she wanted to break up. This caused me to cry out in sadness, which apparently I did so loudly that I woke myself up. I continued to scream, until I suddenly realized I was awake.
I attempted to go to sleep again but I could not, the sun was up.

I haven't posted here in a while, but I finally had my first lucid in over 5 months!! It's written in notes since I don't like taking the time to flesh out my dreams into narratives, but it gives you the main idea. I might just start posting only my lucids on here or something.

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[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#1E90FF"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#DC143C"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]3) walking down hallway in huge building (same as building in 4, 5, 6, 7, 8?), trying to catch up to NA and JF, see them, go into a different room with a bed, then keep going down hallway, lots of kids my age in a classroom, NA and JF there, [/COLOR][COLOR="#DC143C"]i tell them we're dreaming, they're shocked, i say yeah, we're dreaming so we can do whatever we want, i pinch my nose to prove it to myself, i need to calm myself down, rub hands together? i explain to the people in the room that this is all a dream, we can do whatever we want, we should do something, more and more people are figuring it out, start getting up and walking around confusedly[/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"][/COLOR][/INDENT]

galantamine 8g
choline 500mg
melatonin 1mg

wake @ 3:30am
sleep @ 6:00am
wake @ 7:45 am

Astarius and the Whiny Vampire-thing

-I was lucid, in a bedroom by myself. I was trying to stabilize in the dream, and it was really dim. I was rubbing myself all over and saying, "I am lucid, the world is vivid" over and over. I got out of bed, and saw a small black creature on a long chain, on the bed. It looked like my sister's small dog, but I couldn't be sure. I wanted to let it go, but I didn't know what it was so I kept trying to get the lights on, saying, "lights on" and "I have the vision of the eagle" over and over, and finally tried to use the light switch, which didn't work. (Note to self: try "vision of the owl" or "night vision" in the future)

- I was becoming lucid, and realizing I was surrounded by a crowd of shadows pressing in on me. I stood up to one guy, and was asking him, "what do you represent? what do you want? do you have a gift for me?" I backed him against a wall, turns out he didn't have a gift for me so I pulled a ruby out of my heart and gave it to him. We were kind of at a standstill, and I asked, "God, what do I do with this person?". A ceramic mask appeared over the guys eyes, we both felt relieved, he said "thank you". I walked to the front of the house and came to a window. I carefully pressed on the window and it maybe cracked slightly but I dove through it pretty easily and flew out.

-Lucid - I was flying around and asked the dream to "show me something important". I was transported to a room where a (guy?) with a slight build was lying in fetal position on the floor, facing me, dressed in black. He started to tell me some kind of story about helplessness, and he bared his teeth which looked like vampire teeth...he started to tell me about how he "had" to be a vampire, he had no choice, some really whiny poor-me story. Then he bit my index finger on my right hand and latched on. I tried to shake him off by slamming him against the floor and the wall...and then I called out, "ASTARIUS!" The wall in front of me opened up and Astarius appeared and with his usual amazingly bright smile and attitude, said, "YES!" I held my hand out to him with the thing stuck to it which was becoming mush by that time and I was realizing it was not as it seemed...and asked him, 'what do I do with THIS?" and he pulled out a tissue and said, "let me help you with that, it's just a little sumpin' sumpin'. I expressed gratitude and appreciation for him and told him I'd let him get back to bed (he was dressed similar to the way he always dresses, except it looked like he was in jammies pattern).

Still lucid - Flying on - I tried to fly up into the black night sky. I couldn't get very far so I called an angel for help, as usual an angel never came so I just started wondering if some part of me would help me. A guy who looked a lot like Taylor zoomed alongside me and helped me fly and I asked him what he represented. He said something like "your bioelectric system" or something. He had a blue rubber headgear that looked like a superhero costume. He told me that "it is IMPERATIVE that you continue to take physical action", which I agreed, I understood it to be connected to something I thought of for solstice, as well as being kind of lazy about sitting back and waiting for the universe to hand me things. We flew to an ice rink where people were ice skating, and I remembered I had ice skated before and liked it and didn't suck too bad.

Flying around somewhere else later - I arrived at a building that had an opening to the right and spiral steps carved into the building going in and down, a purple light was glowing from the center. I thought of it as "Astarius's place". I tried to get in through the stairs, but they did an Alice in Wonderland on me and changed and got smaller and smaller or I got bigger, and couldn't fit. So I tried to get in through another entrance, the wall opened up to reveal something that looked like a desk, and there were boxes of pens in UV pastels all laid out. I was trying to dive in through without messing up the order, and tried to dive in but it was a little solid and so I tried moving everything out of the way telekinetically and stacking it all to the side and diving it, for some reason I don't think I made it in.

The theme of todays dreams were catastrophes.

I am riding a bike with Marek and Martin. We are running away in front of something. Its at night, everything is dark. We come to some area that is surrounded by wire fences, but its all damaged and from the mark on the ground I can see that people were cycling and walking through the gaps in the fence. We ride in, but M&M are saying that the area is for depositing radioactive waste. There are trees around and behind them there is a large field looking like a dumping place. Its raised up some 2 meters or so. Guys dont want to be there and cycle away, but I want to have a look. I go on the field but there is nothing much to see. I get back to my bike and see that the tires are almost flat. I start pumping them up. I am not happy about it. The I hear some noise and look up. I see a wall, made of marble or so and to it there is a bed connected. It looks creepy. Its all set up and in the corners the are some columns. Before I start wondering how did it appear there, just above the bed the wall opens, like slides apart. There is a TV set with some news on. I watch the news and see the reporter talking about tornados in UK. There are images of the tornados and strong wind lifting various material from the ground. There is an image of a couple that is holding on to something. Then they are taken by the wind. But the couple is confessing, thus they must have survived, and the girl is describing how strong the wind is and how she tried to hold on to he boyfriend but he couldnt hold on to the pine or what ever it was. But they survived.

Next:
I am standing in the middle of a little square, with grass. Its raised up some 2 meters above the road level. I can se houses around. It all happens very quickly, I just appear in the middle of the scene. There is a large yellow crane-truck. (this must have projected from one of the previous days as I saw one of those cranes when I was running, it reminded me of my friend and I also wondered how it could lift such heavy loads). Next to the truck there is a green pillar and there is a woman on it some 3-4 m high. Then suddenly the truck starts moving forward, but not fluently. Jumping like. The woman starts screaming and banging on the truck. Suddenly as if I could see inside. There is a small child sitting and a man, but he seems to be asleep of dozing off behind the steering wheel. The child starts hitting him and he wakes up for a second. But the he falls asleep again and the crane keeps moving forward. It goes closer and closer to the edge of the square. I notice that the crane gid is expended and if the crane falls the gid will hit the house opposite. There is a pub of a house with a balcony. The gid will hit the balcony I can see it. Then the crane falls, just the front vaults over and the gid tip hits the balcony, but no one gets hurt.

Saturday 18th June 2011
I was sitting in my room in the university halls of residence with my sister. I suddenly felt blood seeping out of my nose and it gradually worsened.

I ran to the bathroom and let my nose bleed out into the sink; it showed no signs of stopping, so I gathered some tissue and held it to my nose. I took this chance to look into the mirror above the sink. My eyes were no longer their normal, dark green colour. They were an icy blue and it seemed to look like the colour was fading further.

It was then that I thought to myself "I'm dying."

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Car Journey
Saturday 18th June 2011
It was late at night and I was gazing out of the car window to the starry sky as we drove along a motorway. I could only see a few stars in the sky, so my gaze fell back into the car.

However, I decided to look up again and the amount of stars multiplied and their light intensified. It was then I realised that I was dreaming. I sat still for a moment to compose myself and looked out of the windscreen of the car. Suddenly, everything started to fade. However, I managed to stabilise my surroundings and readied myself to fly out of the window. I began to float, but I woke up.

Previous Dream

The weather looked rough. The mood grim. I peered out of the window, noticing thick, dark clouds and, finally, the twister about three blocks north. I was on the top floor of a school. I headed towards the staircase, hurried down, and warned others as I saw them. The basement looked safe enough, but there were many windows in the rooms. I searched for a room then an object that seemed safest and hid underneath it; it was a large, heavy wooden object. Soon after a bunch of school kids came crowding in that room. I left and went to another, not sure why. I grabbed onto what seemed to be a heavy objected and braced myself for impact. The wind howled. The twister was here. I could hear cracking, squealing, the tearing of metal and the crash of debris. Water blasted through the windows flooding the room. The twister seemed almost tsunami-like I hugged tightly to my support as the water rose to waist, flailing around in the wind and water.


Lucid I:
I became aware, it was nighttime, dark, shadowy people walked the streets of a large urban district filled with skyscrapers. l took off flying because I didn’t like the vibe. As I struggled to take off for the first time I felt someone running after me, as if they were going to jump on my back. I even expected them to do so, but nothing happened except a failed attempt to take off. I tried again. My flying abilities seemed diminished and I couldn’t properly take off or gain speed. Eventually, I swirled off to the left, almost in a three quarter circle, and then found a small body of water, a lake. It was too dark. The dream made me uncomfortable. I prepared myself briefly for what would be one of my more impressive feats – to summon the sun. I first looked down though, noticing my height above the water, thought I might fall, wondered what the dark, murky water would feel like. I didn’t want to fall. I looked back up towards the faint horizon and focused until I saw a small glimmer of light increase on the other side. I flew faster and focused harder. The glimmer grew and grew. I could see an outline of a ‘ghost’ sun trying to materialize in front of me. The landscape became brighter, but still very dim, as if it was sunrise. Off in the distance I saw explosions. Soon after the dream became unstable and turned dark once again. Then, everything was dark. I snapped out of the dream.

The Void: I noticed what felt like my body, in darkness. I noticed my breathing. I was aware and awake, to an extent, in my bed. Without movement, I waited for the next lucid experience to begin. After what seemed like a few minutes I started losing faith that another would begin. Still, I stared into the darkness. I began trying to astral project. I wasn’t entirely sure because I had never truly astral projected before, but I did seem to feel my upper torso detach from my body. Everything was still black. I struggled for a while trying to fully detach but I noticed my physical body too much and felt hopeless. Soon, the dream took me away.


Lucid II: I became aware in a school. Went outside, bunch of kids playing games, etc. I wanted to interact with them. I talked to some with nonsensical responses. I asked on for a name, he responded “That’s cool.” I dismissed it immediately, went to a group of four others who were sitting on the ground. I asked if I could borrow their basketball. Their answer wasn’t decisive, but it seemed to be no. I wandered away over to a basketball court and summoned a basketball to my hand. It felt perfect. I bounced it a few times on the court then realized that I had done this before and wanted to do something else. I took off flying.

Daytime flyby: I flew away from the school area and towards a rural landscape. Trees about 20 or so feet littered the landscape, long grass, sparse housing. When I did fly by a house they seemed older and run down, farm-like. As I flew for a few minutes I noticed that I had jeans and shorts on. The jeans were slowly falling off of my hips and sliding down so that my shorts were exposed. I could imagine myself looking like a gangster with pants down to mid-thigh. I superman flew, but then took a few ‘swimming’ strokes to speed things up. Did the trick nicely. I passed a few farm houses then I noticed another more modern house with two people sitting down at the table, ready for dinner. I flew to them and landed outside their large windows. I gave one knock on the window and it swung open slowly.

DC: Why would you do that?
Me: I thought I would ask for some advice.
DC: Don’t knock on other people’s windows.
Me: Fair enough.

I was content with the answer, and happy that my lucid dream had lasted this long then turned right and took off. Scene faded, back to the black. I waited and again a lucid dream began.

Lucid III: Soon after, I found myself in a narrow hallway. Dirty, yellow tiles lined the walls. Dim yellow lights scarcely lit the place. I spun around and saw the same hallway extending backwards. I didn’t like this place. Hurriedly, I turned in a room and around a stall-like corner to find a older witch-like women hunched over, her back turned away from me.

DC (witch): The END is near!!

She tried to scare me. Didn’t work. I grabbed her and threw her into the wall and she disintegrated (or vanished). I looked up and began levitating towards the ceiling. Trying to escape this grim place. I grabbed hold of what seemed to be a fire alarm, it broke from the ceiling as I tried to pull myself up. I fell with it. Then tried again. I slowly lifted up and then phased through the wall, somewhat struggling but not too bad. Above this building was a brightly lit, inviting blue sky and two planes. I made my way over to one and tried to phase into it. Did not work. The plane started taking off and was gone. Then I made my way to the other one and entered through a window. There were two people seated, pilot and co-pilot. The pilot women encouraged me to fly with her. At this point I felt like a mist of some sort, detached from a body. It took a while to fully merge but eventually I took control of the co-pilot dream character and began flying the plane. I pulled back on the flight control and boosted. I noticed I had a little aimer and triggers. This was a game of some sort and we both began shooting up the little creatures in the water below.

After a while I then found myself at the end of this ‘game’ and into a mini-game of some sort. The details have faded for this part.

This was a notable dream because

1. I had my first DEILD, and my second DEILD.
2. I morphed through walls, which I had never done before.
3. I merged into a dream character body, which I had never done before.
4. Every experience was highly detailed, there was no struggle to maintain lucidity

This is a repost because the original was lost in the site crash.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

June 10, 2011: I am in a large store. partially lucid, I start running around. There is a guy with a baseball bat. I grab the bat and throw it, then pretend to shoot fire from my hands.
Then I start sliding around on the floor, in a sitting position. I rub my hands together to go faster. The faster I rub my hands, the faster I move.

I go out the door. The front of the building has a large covered area. There is also a giant fountain.
I jump onto a circular stone, with a smaller circle in the middle. I stand in the center and use it as a launch pad.

I jump into the air, and fly upwards. My goal is to fly into space and possibly to the moon. I fly faster and see stars around me. As I go higher, I see the moon. It is like a big, round, bumpy rock floating in space. I try to go to it, but then start to fall and I wake up.

I am the Green Man, Lord of the infectiously cool Castle Cannabis.

I send a beacon to Templars to come and get dream high in my dream castle for most EPIC LULZ.

I CareBear Stare them as they come to attack and they defect to have fun in the most epix 24/7 DREAM PARTY ON THE PLANET OF MARZ! LOLZ!!!!

I remember three dreams, and each of them is centered around a certain pattern. The basic pattern was a continuous image with parts covered up by blocks that were all the same color.

1. My brother brings a movie to me and we decide to watch it. He puts it in the player, and I tell him that I've already seen most of it. When it loads up on the screen, it shows how much of the movie I've already seen. It displays a representation of the movie as something like a combination of a mural and sheet music. There were horizontal rows of images going down the screen, and so if you 'read' each line you could see what happened in the movie. However, a lot of it was blacked-out because I hadn't seen those parts. You'd think that if I hadn't seen the whole movie then I must have seen maybe the beginning, and then maybe some scenes from the middle or something, but the screen showed that I had seen one or two hundred tiny segments that couldn't have been more than a couple of seconds each, and they were scattered evenly over the whole duration of the movie. It looked kind of like the 'mural' was missing pixels.

2. I am thinking about my eyes. They are an unusual but kind of nice color of blue (my eyes are not blue irl) and in the dream I thought they looked kind of like that painting by Magritte:



I was travelling while I was thinking. It was sort of a combination of walking and falling, mainly forwards but pulled a little to the right as well. It felt like three different things:
1. Like I was in orbit around the sun
2. Like I was walking
3. This one's kind of hard to explain, but it felt like I was a bird of prey swooping down, except the whole scene was sideways. Kind of like if you were lying on your side so that the grass was on the right and the sky was on your left, and you saw a bird swoop but it looked like it was going right instead of down.

Anyway, I felt like I was in control (since I was walking), but I also felt really stylish because I was orbiting. I was 'swooping down' on some friends who I knew were around the corner, and I was thinking that they were going to think I was so cool when they saw me. But I was still thinking about my eyes, and I thought, what if I got my eyes painted (as in literally painting my eyeballs)? I thought that would be so cool. I was trying to decide what pattern to paint on them, and I settled on a checkerboard pattern where I would paint white squares that matched the white of my eye over the colored part of my eye. Then, as I pictured this, I scaled the blocks up and down, trying to decide what was the best size. When they were big, I thought it looked kind of retro. Then I made then shrink, and it started to resemble the 'nothing channel' on TV (I don't know what it's really called but I'm talking about the black and white fuzzy one). Finally they were too small to really be detectable but they made my eyes look glittery or sparkly. I liked all of them but decided on the glittery one.

(This is the second time I have dreamed about having different patterns on my eyes)



3. I am cooking a pie with my sister. I walk in the kitchen as she pulls it out of the oven. For some reason we baked it without crust on top. I don't know what kind of pie it was, but it was kind of bluish-purplish-blackish. I got little crust squares and placed them in the checkerboard pattern on top of the pie.

Saturday, June 18th

I. “Basketball Game and/or Melon Suit”

I remember this dream being quite detailed and vivid, however I woke up having to urinate very badly so I did not write down enough reminders. All I remember is that I was playing on a basketball team with E.D, who was the “star” of the team. I have not been on a basketball team in physical reality since the 8th grade. It took place in a combination of the AHS field house and the gym of the same school. I remember a remark being made during a time-out about my lack of skill/height.

I cannot determine if this is a different dream or just a non-sequitur. I have just been driving in a golf cart with Z.A, and we pull up at a house. I cannot remember if it’s a house on the island where I’m playing my current gig or if it’s the house I grew up in. It’s nighttime. As I get out of the golf cart I ask him what he’s going to think of my melon suit. I phrase the question in future tense like that, but I observe at the same time I’m already wearing this “melon suit”, which seems to basically just be me somehow completely covered in watermelon. It’s in my mouth as well, and it causes me to talk with a heavy lisp. He laughs, seeming to think it’s a funny idea but not overly excited about it.

Right before I wake up there is something going on concerning the same gig. I need to either find or make something for C.I but I really cannot grasp the image at all. End of recall.

Yay, lucidity!!!!

I was sitting in my mom's van, apparently while she was getting something at the bank. The radio was on. I can't remember what song was playing, but I suddenly realized that the words were wrong. Then I felt something on my ear and noticed I had earrings in. (My ears aren't pierced.) I did a reality check, the one where you plug your nose and try to breathe through it. HOLY COW, I WAS DREAMING!

I got out of the car just as my mom was walking up. "Hey! This is a dream!" I told her.

"No it's not, get back in the car."

"Yes, it is! See?" I held up my hand, hoping something would be wrong with it like people say there usually is. Sure enough, my fingers were all semi-transparent. My mom was... surprised. I kept staring at my hand. A breeze kicked up and my fingers started to blow away like they were made of sand. Then my hand, then my arm, then all the rest of me was blown away, too. What I could see looked like a sandstorm. It felt like I was rolling down a steep hill, but it was a relaxing feeling. It probably would've made me fall asleep if I hadn't been sleeping already.

After a few seconds, everything cleared up and I was standing outside my school. I ran in and shouted, "THIS IS A DREAM!", but everybody just gave me a 'wow, you're a total freak' look and kept walking around. Well, their loss. I kept running, looking for my friends. They were in the gym.

"You guys, guess what? This is a dream," I said when I reached them.

"Really?" they all asked. I said yes, and they didn't question it any futher than that. We took off through the halls, ignoring the teachers when they cried, "Why are you running around!?!? Get back to class!!!" I think a girl joined us along the way, but I didn't recognize her. We jumped through a window and landed outside. I tried to remember some of the things I wanted to do, but the guys were already running off in every direction. I shouted, "Let's make a dragon!" in an attempt to get their attention. It worked.

We all tried to imagine a good dragon. A huge green one appeared in front of us, with reddish yellow spikes down its back and a mace looking thing on the end of its tail. Then it kind of... exploded into several smaller dragons, which all flew away. So much for that idea.

Something must have happened next, but I can't remember. Either way, all of us and a bunch more people were all still outside, but now it was like some kind of swamp. There was at least three feet of water everywhere, deeper in some places and shallower in others. Ms. Rossow (band teacher) was there, laughing and taking pictures of everyone on her phone.

"I have an idea," she said. She must have been informed that it was a dream at some point, because she continued, "You guys should turn into some cool animals and take a picture with me." Everybody thought that was a great idea. People started morphing into different animals immediately. I saw a falcon, a giraffe, a monkey, a zebra, some big fish, and a few others. I tried to turn into a wolf... Yeah. I felt bones start to shift around and change, enough that I had to drop to all fours, but then I couldn't get any farther. I was stuck in an awkward position on the ground while people ran past, going to wherever Ms. Rossow was taking the picture. A few of my friends stayed behind and helped me up. I got myself back to normal, although there was now a wolf tattoo on my hand for some reason.

We started to follow the other people, and the location switched. Now it was nighttime, and we were behind the school. There were RVs and trailers all over. People were happily destroying them. A few teachers rushed out and started shouting, but they couldn't stop anyone. Still lucid, I heard a snippit of someone's conversation as we walked by: "...and the faster you go, the slower your arm will break." Interesting theory.

I woke up as we were heading back into the school.

I recall seeing a clown with us, while I was with friends, in a gazebo or "umbrella" area, which is dark like night, but I can see with some white light coming from a lamp post. The shadows still make it hard to see. I felt a sense of rejection, and reminds me of our old dormitory.

We were traveling on a boat/barge; old ones, made out of wood, not metal. We were in a war of sorts. I think there were fewer of us left. I see a formation of tanks, the size of blocks, and I vaguely recall staring at them as they transform, trying to figure out if it was a dream, but then it all became hazy. A friend is commanding the small tanks.

I recall seeing a restaurant, and a cruise.

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Dreamsigns:

Clowns (a rare sight)
Feeling of rejection
Old dormitory (haven't been there for years)
wooden boat
War
Tanks
Restaurant
Cruise

Traveling to WTF

for some reason was with a group of people who were traveling up north to a very cold place. They decided to travel on an open wagon and their solution for staying warm during the trip was lying on top of another like a big pile. I jumped on the wagon and saw a pretty woman walk by and I said to her, "hey join the pile near me. I'll keep you warm."
But she refused. So I got off the wagon.

A bit later the group came back after their journey. I was talking to them about it but I forget what happened.

GET OUT

I was in my house. My brother was trying to get in but for some reason I thought he was evil so I was trying to kick him out of the house. I remember chasing him all over the house and trying to kick him out. For some reason I remember a bunch of other dreams like fighting an evil brother like this dream. I remember this dream so vividly but yet i am unable to put more words to it.

Dogs

I was walking in a black space with a woman (asuka?) and I saw a couple of large black dogs. They were slightly growling as if warning me. But they allowed me to pet them anyway. But yet they were still growling.

Cross

I saw some HH of a christian crucifix. the background was black and so was the cross... but more I could see it because it was like a magic eye image that was popping out at me. Interesting.


girl

I had a vivid dream of being in a bar With a Pakistani looking woman who wasn't sam. but she was also similar to Asuka. We were dating in this dream.

Convo

I was at a table with a group of people. Some girl looked really young and was hitting on me. I said toa guy at the table that she was too young for me. The guy said she was "28" and then he said that it shouldn't matter if the woman is 50 or 12... age doesn't matter and I should date anyone I please. I said the youngest I would possibly date was 18... no younger.

5:OO Was on the computer on a site that looks like dv but im not there for help with a dream, instead im getting help with some video game. The game is a fighting game and the only character i rem you can choose from is buster from arrested development.(Haha) Im getting help by using some chat/game where you bounce around side scrolling, using an emoticon, the level looks like something from little big planet.

Im not using an emoticon in the dream but someone else is, they are leading the way with a big smiley, my char is just some little animated figure with a blue shirt. At some point we are no longer getting help with the game but the other emoticon assumes like a guardian role and starts trying to lead me to a safe in the game. They dont say it but in the dream i know they want to lock me in the safe or something, it seems the guardian figure is upset with me for smoking.

LUCID 7:14 At the park with my mom and sister and we are just walking around exploring. There are some other people walking around the park too, a random group of dudes that look a bit younger than me, like still in high school. I look at my hand to do a reality check and i notice my pinky finger is coming off of another finger like an extension. I know im dreaming but do a reality check again anyway, interestingly it doesnt work so well the second time, looks like i have 5 fingers, but im already convinced.

I yell this is a dream and I start rubbing my hands together like crazy just reallly focusing on what it feels like and trying to stabilize the dream. I rem feeling the tension as they rubbed together pretty intensely, so much so that i didnt even feel the rest of my body. I rem my goal is to eat something so i start to look around and consider how i should approach it.

I walk to the top of a small hill and notice the group from before walking through the park. One of them turns and looks at me strange, i think because im still rubbing my hands together. Unfortunately for some reason I wake up here. I rem how strange it felt to be standing in a park one second and then the next to be staring into nothingness and realize its your own eyelids. I didnt really try a DEILD but instead fell back to sleep while thinking about this dream. I started dreaming again but this time non lucid.

*I have a false awakening in some room, looks like a really nice hotel room. I leave the room and find my brother in a room very similar to our living room. I go talk to him and i tell him that i had a lucid dream like 30 min ago, thinking i had just woken from the previous dream. I told him it was cool but really short and he said thats cool. I was kind of confused when i woke from all of this and i forgot some of the fa trying to rem my lucid.

*I rem being outside someones house, a house i dont recognize and just walking around on the deck. They have a bunch of wild rabbits with really long tails, in the dream i was calling them wild hares. I rem seeing one run under the deck and another following it but choosing to go on top of the deck instead, it stops for a moment to look for its friend and then continues on across the deck. It had brown and white spots.

I am watching an advertisement - it seems like one about "independent spending". It starts off with a classic McDonald's Golden Arches animation and text that says "MacMicDonald". Then a woman on a sports field starts talking about how her mother controlled all her bank money. The next is a young girl kicking a soccerball around the green playground at school. This makes me become lucid, but it doesn't last for very long before I lose lucidity.

Later, I salvage the "independent spending" advertisement dream. At the soccerball/green playground scene I become lucid again. This time I am able to hold it. I walk a bit through the playground and quickly end up in the classroom. (I remember seeing several classmates.) I know I can find my guy.

I soon see the back of him. He's wearing his red shirt. He turns around - he looks the way he did at the SAT. I grab his shoulders and try to pull him towards me, but to my surprise, he pushes me away rather forcefully with quite a defensive expression. I hesitate, a bit shocked having a dream character refuse me. I try again, and this time he doesn't resist. I kiss him in the mouth, then tongue him. Suddenly we're in the bedroom (or another comfortable place). I straddle him and ride him for a few seconds, and try to roll over so that he can fuck me from the top. But the pleasure is too extreme and I wake up pulsating... (and feeling awesome. :])