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I am pleasantly surprised with the amount of lucid dreams I've been having these past couple weeks. I am not sure if it's the binaural beats I listened to a couples times before sleeping or the "mantra" I recited to myself nearly every night before I hit the sack.


I did not become lucid due to a false awakening for once! I was in the bathroom just sitting on the toilet doing nothing when I suddenly said to myself "I am dreaming!" I sat for a moment and just told myself that it was a dream and then I looked at my hands; they looked fine though my vision was a bit blurry. I then got up and looked in the mirror remembering that we don't look the same or at least "messed up" in lucid dreams. My my nose and mouth were to the side in a weird position so I knew then I was really dreaming. I did one last check by poking my finger through my palm which actually kind of hurt, but it slowly sank through. I told myself to stay calm and took a few deep breaths so I didn't get over excited and lose lucidity.

Next, I did what I always seem to do after becoming lucid. I tried summoning Howie D. from the Backstreet Boys LOL. I thought I had better chances since I just saw NKOTBSB in concert saturday. Sadly, i did not get Howie but a random guy dressed as a police officer appeared behind me. I tried to touch him but my hand went through him. My eyes were starting to close and I knew I was preparing to wake up so I took some more deep breaths and spun in a circle slowly. I tried touching the guy again and I could feel him and that's when I remember yelling out in my dream "OH MY GOD I CAN FEEL YOU! I CAN FEEL YOUUUUU!" The guy laughed and had this look of "what the hell is wrong with this chick..." on his face. Not much happened after that and I eventually slipped into a regular dream.

on a side-note: at the hotel, I did have a lucid dream like that but it was triggered by a false awakening. I am slowly making progress and I think not obsessing over it in waking life has helped. I haven't made it far "control" wise but I really want to work on summoning people before I try to fly around and wreak havoc by doing crazy things.

A very long dream, although for the most part I would prefer not to post what happened. So I will post the one part.

I was sitting in class and I turned around to see what my friends were doing. The one guy was playing with his Ipod. Another guy shouted across the room "hey can I please play the ruffies game" - lolwut, the ruffies game? ALl I could see was a red thing that looked like a brain. Wtf? Sounds like fun let me try . . .

NOTE: I guess I need a little more practice doing portals, cause I keep failing to get to where I want. LOL.

GOALS:
300 TOTY

I am currently at school(DS). But as usual, it's all rearranged. I'm in the gymnasium. There are tables set out. Oddly, it's not lunch, and, we don't eat in the gym. We're all filling up the seats now. Maybe it's an assembly. Weird, cause we have those in the auditorium(Just do a fucking reality check!). I try to get a seat, but most of them are taken. Finally, I see one available seat...next to Lauren(DS ). Well, I guess I have no choice. So, I go over and sit next to her(JUST DO A FUCKING RC!!!!!). Now, she turns around and says, I love you. Woahoho! Now, we begin to talk(I don't recall what). I'm scoring some major-ass with her now. Damn, good thing this isn't a dream, I think. But then, I become lucid without a RC! Yay...aw...I knew it was too damn good to be true. That's disappointing in twenty languages. Oh well...maybe some day("Maybe" being the key word). Well, time to go...ugh...kick these guys' asses. Now, I see two violins which are possessed by evil souls. What the fuck?! This shit just keeps getting weirder. Well, I guess I could go kick their asses. So, I now fly up in to the air. I'll make this quick.
"KAMEHAMEHA TIMES 10!" I now launch out a large red blast. It has no effect on the two violins. Hmph! These are some strong violins! Must be the evil souls inside them. Well then...why don't I keep trying! I now keep my flight and they sati and watch.
"KA...ME...HA...ME...HA!" I now launch a super-sized Kamehameha at them. Still no effect. Dammit! Hm...I know another good move. It's Raven's favorite move too! I used in my last LD! Now, I have an idea. What if these two were trapped in a confined space? The blast would have more effect, and the debris would hurt them too. So, I now have to guys grab the violins. For as strong as the violins are, they aren't able to get free of the guys' grip. Awesome as fuck! Now, they place them in a steel filing cabinet and lock the doors. It's time...for a Final Flash! So now, I'm still flying. I put put my legs in the V stance. I now put both arms out, hands opened. I start to charge emmense levels of ki to my hands. Now, a golden aura surrounds me. Now, a golden ki ball appears in each hand. Time to kick some ass. Now, I hear the violins begging for mercy. I tell them it's too damn late for that. Now, I put arms forward and touch my wrists. The two ki balls now combine to form one giant golden ki ball. I smile. It's time end this shit!
"FINAAAAAAAAAAL...FLLLAAAAAAAAASSSSSH!" Now, a bigass golden blast fires out of my hands. The blast hits the filing cabinet. The whole thing explodes violently. I now land and go to the ruins. The violins are still unscratched! Oh what the fuc...wait! I now notice that the evil souls are gone! Hm...cool. I pick one up, and I quickly play the fiddle tune. Weird how I did that right, I play guitar. Now, I see Red come over and pick one up. I guess it's his. Well, I have no time to waste now. I have a task to get done. So, I now rush upstairs, also rearranged. Time to go to the Battle of Thermopylae. Now, I Karate Chop the air very slowly. Nothing. Shit! Oh wait, I need to thrust my arm forward first. I do that, and repeat the slow Karate Chop. As it did in my last LD, a purple line follows my chop. I now open the portal. Ah shit. Just blackness. Okay, let's try that again. I imagine Thermopylae. Karate Chop. Purple line. Open...damn! It's still just a dark void. Okay, maybe I need more portal practice. Let's try again! I awake. FUCK!

I dreamt I was in some kind of game which was a mix of the gunplay/hud style of Gears of War with the gun customization of Call of Duty and the pace of Counterstrike: Source.

Odd, because I played 2 of those just before going to bed.

Decided to start a DJ on DV.

I woke up from bed, and thinking I was dreaming, performed an the nose plug RC. Sure enough, I could breathe through my nose. All I remember is watching very realistic TV.

If anyone knows a good way to improve awareness (other than ADA, I'm doing that now), please tell.

Quite a short dream.

I'm working at my old job, as a postman, and I'm cycling around town, delivering mail. I keep forgetting to give people their newspapers, so I have to go back all the time. I get to a store, and hand the owner her mail. She gets very angry with me because she doesn't like the mail I gave her I suppose.

I was in Spencer Estate from Resident Evil, but I don't remember exactly where I was, I don't remember what it looked like. I heard a zombie moaning as it was comeing, the sound of a half rotten corps taking heavy footsteps. I was scared. Then I remembered that it was the zombie who should be scared. I remembered that I have the ability to move objects with my mind and use powerful mental attacks capeable of blowing up mountains and more. So then I waited for the zombiie to show himself, readying a ball of energy in my hand. I remembered when I discovered the ability on the flying platform on my way to see the frost giant. The dream ended.

Zombie is lucky i woke up.

I was walking away from my house, overcoming my fear of being out of sight of my house. I walked down the street, turned left at the first intersection. I came to the point where i got the furthest last time. I was looking at the road extending onto a big hill, to my left a long road leading up to somone house. I went to the persons house and went into the garage. It had a cement floor and walls. It was mostly empty, save for a few shelvs with boxes and rocks. I got scared so i quickly left the house and began going down the road again.

a really lengthy stable semi lucid last night. felt like a good few hours at least. it was based in this area i have been before which is like a cross between manchester,london and a holiday resort. there was even a mix of manc friends home friends and my brother was there too.

it was all based around trying to get into this waterpark club type thing which is a common theme these days. i needed shorts to go there and luckily i had been wearing shorts the day before and still had them on in my dream. this isnt the first time ive been wearing that days clothes in a dream... anyway my mates all got into this park. to get in there were 3 stories and lifts taking you up. all the lifts but one only took you up to the 2nd floor but you needed to get to the top to get into the club/park. i got up to the second floor with my bro but then he got in the next lift which was tiny and had to be hand pulled. i remember getting a funny look from someone when i tried to stop this crazy lift to get on, by pressing the wrong buttons. there were loads of them and how was i to know . 4 people were in it and it was full so i couldnt go. rather than wait around i tried to find alternate routes. i asked this girl how i could get there, struggling to get out the words to explain what i meant. i managed though and she complimented me and tried to help. we were off walking round this plaza trying to find another way in when i got a bit sidetracked.

i spent most of the rest of the dream going round in a quad/go cart style thing, looking for something but losing track of what i was looking for. there were loads of other people in weird little remote control type cars too which was odd, but they were all waiting in line and driving like it was a real road with laws while i was just having fun. it was like one of those vehicles i always get in dreams where you just have to pull the front up a bit and it will go. ive had this with airbed/lilo type things in the past and its a great way to travel. next time iwill have to try out a magic carpet because i imagine its pretty much the same effect. i will get to that fcking waterpark. ive been in before but never very lucidly and never really managed to get on the monstrous rides they have there. there is one bit i have been to alot though where there is a diving platform above these 4 pools. i think in the past when i have dived off into these pools, they often take you away into another part of the dream

I took a nap, and dreamt that I was with Bear Grylls, attempting to sneak into a facility. After walking around it a couple times, looking for loose planks, I was like "Hey, how did I get here?" I did a nose-pinch reality check, and sure enough, I could breathe. The dream had been stable and clear until I realised that, but then it began to get all dizzy and blurry. I rubbed my hands together, imagined the heat emerging. But I got sleepier and sleepier (inside a dream?) and couldn't keep my eyes open.
I woke up in my bed, and my house was full of guests, apparently some girl that I've been talking to was my girlfriend and her friends were over too. I walked to the toilet to take a piss, but couldn't. Then I was like "Hey, wait a minute" and woke up.

I am in a strang house. I'm with most of the members from the school Orchestra, including Red. We aren't really doing anything but sitting around. Soon, Red and I proceed into an auditorium. When we get inside, we spot a giant plant pot. Me and Red go over to it. We see some seeds next to the pot. We look at each other and shrug. I pick up the seeds and open them. I now place them all in the pot. Suddenly, a giant plant sprouts out. It's a killer plant, about 100 feet tall! The ceiling breaks. The plant starts to destroy. He does this until I awake.

soo i sleept and i had dream about a game [kreedz cs 1.6] jumping and climbing.

it was a map that i was climbing and i found ShortCut and i wanted to make a world record...
so i had bicycle and i runned and found the SC i could jump there and after 1 min be done or 5 . wr was 7 mins something..
so then somehow i went to the finish and it was like on the roof.

then somehow i had to stay there or not move cus we were like 4 ppl ...

1. Sentaku
2. KingYoshi
3. Zebrah
4. Karlitaki

so we went up there and its like we finished the map but i see kingyoshi with a barrel full with cannabis and we didnt know where to put it at and hide it..
we said we should let it on the roof somewhere..
so KingYoshi was somewhere there and hidded it .
i wanted to see what he is doing so when i looked abit he writted abt me .Karlitaki .... something like credits..
sentaku .......was scared to
kingyoshi ...... sometihng
zebrah shocked
lol then we finished the game or wtv it was and left.. the next dream i remember is.


it was me after this KZ i wanted to meet a Girl i knew .. i went on there where i had to be and i hug her etc..
and then 3 friends of her just started yelling at me , ur hands are not clear bla bla bla.. somehow she left and i didnt know ...

then i had dream abt something.. cant explain it was like thing so height and i had to climb there and do something rly dont know.
then there was another ream i was with some friend and he told me to put a movie up on that height thing?
hmm i didnt knew and i putted something and he said thats not possible cus there is no dvd for it put other one which is released and we can play it..

next dream was i was again in cyprus with the priest i knew and in his home i was sitting and talking he wanted to do that thing " when i have to talk about anything i made bad and if i lied etc "
but i didnt we changed discussion cus i said we can do it tomorrow or after tomorrow and he said osmething with pizza and i saw in my mind a pizza pieces and we eated?.
hmm k thats it then i woke up

Details are sketchy as I barely remembered dreaming when I first woke up. I had gone to bed saying over and over "i will recognize when I am dreaming". That seemed to work as the first few dreams I bolted up into consciousness and awoke when my internal dream alarm went off.

- First dream is just a fragment. Some old lady's face but below the nose there was no mouth. Just blank skin... Woke up
- Second dream. On top of some buildings looking over a city with 2 female DC's who were going to fly off and do some "healing". Scene change. In bottom of a building with the 2 DCs but it feels like a heist. They get in to an elevator and I stay to guard. I get bored and try to go up the stairs but they go nowhere and end in a ceiling. I hear male voices coming down the elevator and exit the room and try to look nonchalant. Sounds like gangster thug voices in the elevator but out come 2 cops, one of whom begins to rockclimb on the walls. Then his wife and kids show up and I leave. The cars are weird like a strange mix of Star Wars Landspeeder/Snow speeder and a early 1970's crappy ass Chevy Vega.

Here is the banana man to celebrate my first dream journal entry

I wake up with that stupid Korn or Limp Bizket song in my head. The one with the "Dong diggy dong da Dang da Dang Diggy" In my dream I'm the governor of Louisiana in the 1930's and I'm corrupt and evil as all hell. I'm also very popular with poor people and I win. As I threaten and blackmail local lawmakers for the purposes of building a new hospital, I watch my son play old-timey football on black and white plasma screen in my office. My son is quarterback. His team is crushing their opponents.

Sitting in the chair across from me is the leader of the state senate. He is looking defiant and is yelling at me that he will never cowtow to my bullying policies. I am watching the game on TV and barely paying attention to him. He's yelling to get my attention. I reach over to the knob on the Plazma Screen Tv and turn the volume up way high to drown him out. It's the kid rock song. (I looked it up)



I open a drawer on the right side of my desk and pull out a manilla folder. When I show the State Senator the folder he goes silent. In my hand are photographs and as I lay them out on the table one by one, keep my steely gaze on the face of the senator who is first defiant, then shocked, then scared, finally shameful.

I say, "now this looks mighty bad, but I think we can work it out if you are willing to play ball"

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a scientific laboratory. The floor I was on looked like the lobby for a nature center or a church. There were tall glass walls showing a clear day outside. The floors were some kind of deep-red stone, polished heavily. One other window to my left and about 5 meters away from me looked down, apparently, to a basement area, which was dark.

My great grandmother was going down into the basement area to test out some kind of atomic science device. It was like some kind of atomic particle beam ray. It could be used either for scientific purposes or as a weapon.

My great grandmother now walked into another room to my left and went down the stairs. I may have stood on the threshhold of the first room and the room with the stairs. A man and a woman stood with me, though they both stood in the first room. The woman was talking about how once a proton beam was set in motion, it would go into an orbit around the earth, destroying whatever came into its path. This could possibly lead to the destruction of the whole earth.

The man now said, "Hmm... maybe we should get ----- (something like Swami Sarasvati) to talk about that kind of stuff." The man was basically implying that the physics of the machine were basically like the elements of Hindu religion.

The woman said, "Or we could get ----- (some famous Western physicist)."

To make a joke, I thought I'd recommend getting the Play-Doh man to talk. I envisioned holding a Play-Doh ball in my hand and smashing it. This was basically to suggest the destruction of the world, but as a joke, apparently.

I made the hand gesture and said, "Or maybe we should get --," but I was suddenly interrupted by my great grandmother calling me from downstairs. She sounded pretty insistent, so I ran toward the stairs. I called out to the man and woman, still making the hand gesture, "Maybe we should get the Play-Doh man!"

The woman got my joke and said, "Play-Doh man. Oh...!" as if she were going to start laughing.

I now lay on my stomach before a staircase down to the basement. The staircase looked like in a suburban house, and it was bordered by a thin, wooden railing, like for a child's crib.

My great grandmother's voice came from below. She said, "I need you to go get the money. I can't do the project without it." But she also discussed how she needed me to go get the money to protect it from getting into some other people's hands. My grandmother told me that the money was in a place outside of my usual activities. I took this to mean it was in some mansion in a rich neighborhood in Georgia.

I asked my great grandmother how I could possibly get into these mansions. She told me that I wouldn't have as much trouble as I thought I would, and that I should be pretty honest about my aims with anybody I encountered.

There was now a tall, bald, black man in the room with me. He stood over by what looked like a kitchen counter with a bunch of appliances, boxed and unboxed, on it. But the devices were actually weapons and parts to the device that my great grandma was testing out.

The man made some kind of threatening statement, in a smirking way, about how he was going to destroy the whole project. I tackled him and pinned him to the floor. We were down beside a bed. I was on my knees, on the man's ribs. I had him pinned, and he couldn't move. But he didn't seem worried at all. He was still smirking.

He made some move where he was now on his back. He had better control of his arms, and he tried to make some weird move against me. But I managed to counter that move and get control of him.

Suddenly I was "my old self (?)," an old, white haired, German man who had been a Nazi. I had apparently tortured this man in the past.

I lifted the man up and carried him over toward the head of the bed. The walls were grey concrete, like in a basement. At the head of the bed was a single wooden pole, kind of thin. I lifted the man's head up and said, "You couldn't leave things alone, could you? You had to bring the old me back. Well, now I'll treat you like the old me treated you!"

I was going to slam the man's head down on the thin pole so that I pierced his brain through one of his eyes. But I was a little disgusted at the thought of this, and I either didn't do it or didn't see myself doing it.

I was myself again. Some series of events had taken place, the project was completed, and my great grandma was up out of the basement again. A few people were around, like family, meeting after the project. But I still didn't have the money.

I went to look for my great grandma to tell her I didn't have the money. I found her in her bedroom, apparently changing clothes. The bedroom was dim grey.

I called out, "Grandma? I couldn't find the money. I don't know where it is." This actually wasn't true. I was actually kind of too shy to go to the Georgia mansions to look for it.

My great grandma yelled, "Well I told you where it was! Go to a place outside your usual activity. You know what that is. And tell people exactly what you're doing!"

I felt terrible. I was too shy and afraid to do this. I figured I might fail entirely at getting this money. What would happen?

I was now in some kind of bedroom that looked like an exotic bedroom in an Arabian mansion, like in the movies. A bed stood atop a few marble steps, curtained on either side by thin, pink-orange drapes.

Before the bed stood a kind of pretty boy dressed as a girl. He had long, blonde-brown hair and he wore a yellow-green and black striped shirt and a denim mini-skirt. He was apparently Harry Potter.

Harry explained how I could get past my fear and take care of my mission. It took a few minutes before I realized that Harry was wearing a diaper under his mini-skirt. I started to vanish from the room, but I remained fixated on the fact that this transvestite boy was wearing a diaper.

Harry, all by himself, began dancing in a kind of wild but sexy way all around the huge bedroom. I now saw a view from below the floor, looking straight up Harry's skirt, at his diaper. The diaper seemed to be blue, like blue jeans.

I seemed to be sinking lowe and lower. I ended up on some kind of portico area with a group of students and a couple of male teachers. The students and teachers were all Latino and black. The students were a mix of boys and girls.

I somehow figured that since I'd failed at my task, there would be no Christmas for these children. The children, without mentioning me (I wasn't present), kind of sadly complained about this fact.

I felt terrible about this, but I thought there had to be some kind of magical way that Christmas could appear for these children. After all, Christmas is a magical holiday. Suddenly, slightly glowing objects began to fill the air. They were all supposed to be things like Christmas objects. But they were actually things like fast food items.

One of the boys, seeing these items, said, "Hey guys! Don't worry! We've got Christmas right here! Just eat one of these Christmas hamburgers out of the air!" The boy himself ate a Christmas hamgurger. One of his male friends did so as well.

The two boys were suddenly acting like they were drunk or stoned. The students were all walking to some educational site. One boy grabbed on to the arm of one of his teachers, a big, Latino man with long hair in a ponytail, as if the boy were the teacher's girlfriend. Another boy was at the back of the line, bouncing around and acting crazy.

Finally, as the group continued walking toward the educational site, the first boy woke frfom his stupor. He ran back to the second boy and warned him not to eat the hamburgers.

The school group was now of little, Japanese boys and girls. There were two male, Japanese teachers. I was now present with the group.

We were walking into a forest full of yellow-leafed trees. A couple of girls, as we walked into the forest, called out, "Kirei!"

I noticed that the scenery was getting all fuzzy, like a digitized video view getting more and more pixellated. I thought I'd comment on this to the teachers. But I didn't know whether, if I did this, I'd be breaking the Japanese customs of respectfulness.

We walked along a really muddy path. At some point, I had to push aside the stalks of a tall, tree-like shrub. One of the branches touched my face. It was all muddy. I just decided to let the stalks go and not worry about whether I was clearing a way for the students behind me. But just as I decided to do that, it turned out that we were past that area.

The teachers were now turning us around, but we were walking back on a path parallel to the path we had walked out on. This second path was flooded with water, which reflected the blue of the sky. I thought this would be kind of inconvenient. A horse was also standing in the water.