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May 4, 2011
Lucid Dream 227: Return of the S.S.
Series: The Wonderful World of Ack, Episode 1
DILD
around 11:00am



I was in the local Wal-Mart parking lot with my friends Diddy and Mike. I was smoking a cig and we were talking about going downtown later. Someone came up behind me and put their hands of my eyes and did the "guess who." It was a familiar female voice. All I got out was Kate, when I became lucid.

I turned around and Kate Beckinsale was standing behind me. I kissed her and told her it had been a while. I turned back around and saw that Diddy and Mike had been restrained and were now being dragged into a large van. The men who were taking them hostage were very familiar indeed. One of them flashed a fake badge and said, "Don't worry, we are just going taking to get ice cream." They got in the van quickly, burned out in the parking lot, and sped off. I grabbed Kate's hand and we hurried into the back seat of a nearby vehicle. My sister was in the driver's seat. I told her to follow the van. Kate looked at me and said, "Its alright, they were government officials. We can trust them." I laughed and said, "I trust government officials about as much as I trust the Taliban." I then notice a group of Taliban members standing under a tent in the Wal-Mart parking lot. They were passing out rocket launchers and AKs. I then looked at Kate and said, "Besides, they weren't true government officials. They were S.S." She looked confused and said, "They didn't speak German." I replied, "S.S. otherwise known as the Shiny Spiffers." She looked at me like I was crazy and I explained, "I used to write stories about them in middle school. They are named after their spiffy Donald Trump hair, dark sunglasses, and black suits with the penguin coat tail." I was really excited because this was actually true. I used to write stories about these guys. They were a "mature rated" comedy series called, 'The Wonderful World of Ack'. The stories were actually inspired from a dream I had back around that time. I wish I still had them.

We followed the van at a safe distance, but lost them at some point. My sister asked where they might be headed and I replied, "Oh, I know exactly where they are headed...Duke University. Their secret base is there." We drove for a short period of time and caught up with the van. It pulled into what looked like an old plantation with a sign that had the blue devil symbol. I asked my sister where she put the guns and she told me they were behind my seat. I pulled down my seat slightly and pulled out an assault rifle. We waited for a moment and the boss got out of the van. Kate said, "Theres the boss!" I looked and noticed it was Mel Gibson. I jumped out of the car and shot at Mel Gibson. He seemed to be one step ahead of me though and was in mid-dive when I opened fire. He dove behind the van and pulled out a pistol. We had a shoot-out for a few moments. I then acted like I was reloading and as soon as he popped out from the car, I blasted him. I walked over top of him as he was dying and said, "Silly Mel Gibson, lucid dreamers don't reload." I then shot his body a few more times.

I sneak around the nearby building and looked through the window. For some reason, I knew I had been tortured in this building before with electricity. I was tied up and standing in a water pail. I saw there were a bunch of captives in there as well as Mike and Diddy. I then ran around to the door of the small building. I looked back behind me and saw an old mansion a top a hill behind me. I could see security cameras everywhere and knew I had to act quickly. I shot the door lock and then kicked it open. I yelled for all of the prisoners to escape and people started running out the door screaming like they were running from Godzilla. I told them to be quiet and there was no need to scream, but the bastards didn't listen. I looked for Brandon and Mike and found them sitting at a poker table. They were smoking cigars and playing poker with two other guys. I said, "What the hell are you doing, I'm rescuing you." Mike said, "Yeah thanks, just wait for us to finish this game real quick. I laughed and turned back to the doorway. There was a tall man that resembled an elf from Lord of the Rings. He was holding a katana in each hand. I start shooting at him, but he was blocking all the bullets with same crazy ass swordsmanship. He closed in on me, so i dove head first out the window.

I landed and noticed the clip to my gun had fallen out. I thought, "Eh, I don't really need it anyway." The elf guy jumped down and started running at me. I tried to shoot him, but the gun as no longer working. The Elf was just a foot or two away when I heard a gun shot and he dropped dead. Diddy had shot the elf guy in the head. Diddy said, "You could have told me we were dreaming!" I shrugged and flew back up into the window. We grabbed some of the scattered guns and exited the building. We were heading back to the vehicle when I saw Wormtail from the Harry Potter movies. He was running down from the mansion shouting, "Stop in the name of Lord Gibson! Stop this instant." We ran around the building and I looked for Mel's dead body. I found it after a quick search around the hedges and picked it up. I walked over to Wormtail and threw it at his feet. I said, "Here you go, chap!" Wormtail looked panicked and leaned toward Mel's body. I then shot the shit out of the dead body. Blood splattered all over Wormtail and I got into the car.

Me, Diddy, and Mike were all shooting out the windows at the line of vehicles following us. We were in a pretty intense shootout when I had a false awakening. I started to write down my dream in a notebook, but my writing kept vanishing. It took me several moments to figure out I had a false awakening. I then dove head first out of my window and took flight. I flew around for a short period of time before actually waking up.

Series Details
The dream series, "The Wonderful World of Ack," is based off of my old short story series that I wrote in middle school. Stay tuned to this series to see just how fucked up my mind was, even before the drugs and alcohol, lol.

I awoke in my bed, in my room. My dog (who has passed somewhat recently) ran from the foot of my bed through the door. Then I looked at my old completed puzzle turned picture on the wall. There were clumps of puzzle pieces missing, and behind them was a mirror reflecting a storm out my window. At that I became lucid.

I stood in my room and marveled at the realism of it all, the texture of my sheets and curtains. I touched my hands a bit to stabilize then flew out the window. The window broke into puzzle pieces and stuck in my hair, I was worried they'd block my sight and force me to wake up so I did some flips in the air to get them out. Then I landed in my neighbor's driveway which was surrounded by long flowers. A man drove up in a low golf-carty vehicle and asked me if I wanted 60,000 dollars. I said sure, but in the back of my mind I was wondering if it was some sort of trick my subconscious was playing on me, a test. I asked what I had to give him and he said "10, 20, no 21,000 dollars". I said okay and he drove by a little. Then I decided to try spinning and teleporting to Egypt to visit the pyramids (My loose intent for lucid dreaming) and while spinning, woke up.

I had dreamed that I was batman before, but this one lasted a little longer before I woke up. I took on any kind of villain in my dreams in my bat suit while Celine Dion was singing in the background. This is all I can remember for now.

So basically, i was in a future looking place, where apparently i forgot about this place and my mom put me there when she left me and i apparently forgot all about it, in my dream i was like damn how did i forget this place.

I looked out of one of the windows and i saw a place that looks like the jerusalem ufo video on youtube except a nuke hit the floor the aftermath came towards me and all i could see waas black, i was talking to me self saying am i dead or not or is this a dream, i realised it was a dream my eyes opened and i had sleep paralysis and tried shouting my grandmother but didn't work cause i could only make quiet noises.

I am in a field playing kickball at twilight. Our team is getting trounced. The other team seems to be cheating with super powers. People on my team keep telling me to take the ball and catch it with my mind. It's my turn to kick. My team captain tells me that when I kick it, right before someone catches it, to use my powers to flick the ball away so they miss. I'm groggy but I have the vague Idea that I am dreaming. It's like I have an impression of my body from the third person. I want to tell the team that I am dreaming but I can't make my body talk. I can't make my feet kick either. Now I know that I'm in my body in my bed and can only move the ball a little bit with my mind. As The ball rolls over the plate I flick my finger and the ball shoots in a line drive pattern over the short stop's head. I wake up.

Hello , so i sleeped for 1 hour.. i wanted to LD..
I COULDNT ld FOR 30 MINS

then somehow i had false awakaking i had like 20 false awakenings so then i saw at my table something new and i woke up and saw something and i said wtf thats not real , my uncle didnt came from greece here now..

then i look my hands and i had clear control LD.

then i went in kitchen my bro was there he asked lol u sleepboy..?

i continued walking then i saw my uncle and mom on balcon talking
and my dad betting as usual.

then i just went to my ROOM.
i opened PC
i forgot what i did it was lol ....
i looked my WATCH
it was correct time.. but i was still wondering if that was correct.
and then i said oh yeah o have 30 mins more to go outside and have sex lol , i wanted to put my shoes on and cus i think about that i have to go work and i might dont wake up ill not LD..

ok so then woke up but i was more in LD procession and i couldnt more...

anyways before the LD i woke up also and chatted on DV said that i had false awakeings and so

thanks!

Tough night with Youngest so only two:

First:
Long vivid dream and my dream self also investigated stuff in it. Younger friend present who was mentioned in conversation that day. We were accused of some minor crime. Walking around local area. Spoken to by Garda. When crossing a stream my dream self investigated it and found that the bridge was in fact sticks floating on water. Spoke to a few DC's. Woke up.

Second: At a concert with friends and wife. Bumped into Ex boss. Can remember layout of concert and every inch of journey through it and what people were wearing. Friends ended up going off to play football while I walked off with wife.

A few other semi Lucids were I woke up straight away in morning WBTB.

Flying and Phone Messages
Method DILD (absurdity, false awakenings)
Lucidity B
Vividness B
Control B
Earliest recall is a false awakening. The buzzing vibration of my phone wakes me up. I listen to the buzzing, waiting for the alarm music to start but it doesn't. Instead the message beep sounds. So I roll over and look. Yup, the red message light is blinking. I grab the phone and look at the message. It's a text from my roommate. It says something like:

some whiskey here
coming in soon?

I struggle to understand what that means. I start to think I might be dreaming. I look around my room. Yes, it looks like my room in very dim morning light. But wait, then someone walks into my room. It's not my roommate and he would have knocked first. This person is a man in a white dress shirt, black tie, and black slacks. He is short and skinny. Who is that? I must be dreaming.

My lucidity isn't very strong. I still doubt I am dreaming so I feel the urge to prove it. So I jump out the window. I phase right through the blinds and glass. Outside, I start to fall in a gradual arc, like I'm magically slowing my fall by hovering. OK, I'm convinced that I'm dreaming. I look down and allow myself to fall. It's night. Below me is the city street and I see the flashing lights of police cars. I dive headfirst all the way down to the pavement. I don't feel anything when I hit the ground. I can still see for a few moments after. I see what looks like a smashed melon next to me with juice splattered around it. Then I close my eyes.

False awakening. Once again, I hear my phone buzz and see the red blinking light. I reach and grab but don't yet look at it. I look around the room to determine if I am dreaming. First I notice some strange decorative panels on my door. Then I notice the window blinds are oriented wrong and the window itself is wider than normal. I am definitely still dreaming. I jump out the window again. This time I fly up over the city rooftops, still holding my phone.

It's mostly dark, almost morning. I fly around a bit and land on a rooftop. Near me, I overhear two people talking. It sounds like a young girl and a guy. They are talking something about a hotel and phone sex hotline. I feel awkward eavesdropping on that conversation. I look at my phone and open the message. The phone's display is strange and it's hard to read the message. It's a long URL that only partially fits on the screen. I try to scroll left and right to see it but my phone is not cooperating. I remember the link contained the words "yOur" and "/Jennifer/". Not sure what any of that is supposed to mean.

I decide to forget about the phone and do something else. I fly around the city a bit. The sun is starting to rise and the sky is turning orange. It's pretty. I land on the street and walk into a restaurant. In the dream I seem to think this is a familiar place, but in retrospect it's not. Anyway, I walk in and it's a nice restaurant and bar. It's mostly empty, like the restaurant has just opened and it's just the staff hanging out. Around the bar are 3 people. One is a guy who seems to be a waiter and the other two are women. One is standing -- she seems to be the bartender. The other is sitting -- maybe a customer. They both have red hair and I find this attractive. I sit and talk to the bartender, not paying much attention to the other woman or the guy. After not so much talking, the bartender takes off her clothes and gives me a lap dance. At some point, as I'm trying to take the situation further, I close my eyes.

False awakening. Yet again my phone buzzes and blinks. I pick it up again and look around the room for dreamsigns. I see the same dreamsign of my window blinds. Yes, still dreaming. I jump out the window again and fly up to a rooftop.

On the roof, there is a small garden with a flowerbed and about a dozen pigeons. I walk toward the birds, expecting them to fly away all at once. I hear a woman's voice say "Oh those birds are like insects. They will get you fucked up." Wait, is she talking about drugs? Whatever, I ignore it. Sure enough, the birds all fly off and I stand in the middle of the flowers. I look at my phone and open the message. This time it's an image. The image is a picture of a flower bed, just like the one I am standing in. Except the picture is a painting, like watercolor perhaps. I think that's neat. Then my muscle's freeze and I can't move. Oh. Bummer. I close my eyes.

Real awakening. My phone is not buzzing, but I look at it anyway. And this time the window blinds are the right way. I'm awake.

*I go somewhere with someone. Skrbek joins us but is upset because of something. We go to swimming pool. We get to the changing room upstairs. I have a pack of bonbons he has one too. There is some problem with the locker. I keep rushing him, but finally we get to the swimming pool. I take many things with me, such as wallet, goggles, and clipper. I think about loads of things. When we go home, I see that he lives in a small box like home (bunka). As we keep walking on the road, there is a big lorry that cannot go through a turn. There are some police mans that redirect it different way.
**I am at a petrol station. I am not sure if I work there. But probably yes. (then I say pure random stuff)

Last night i had a long vivid dream wich involved meeting some old friends at the local coffee shop.
Later i went to a garage for somebodies car or something. There was a girl there and she was very mad at that guy i met in the coffee shop about her car or something and she was gonna go there and make a fuss about it or something.

So while i was there i suddenly stepped into a car and began riding in the street . I kept driving in circles and i drove on the sidewalks to, i made super amazing movements where i either shrunk the car or drove on 2 wheels so i culd stay on the sidewalk and manouver the spaces normally reserved for 2 people to walk trough.


Last night i had an even weirder dream and once again thought it was all normal or atleast never had a clue about ever waking up in my bed before.

It was a fairly epic and long dream im guessing but i remember practicing to fly.
To my suprise i was actually doing pretty good and i flew around buildings and forests or something. However clumsy.

Then later i noticed a cute girl i know from school. She was riding on a bike and she was carrying a huge trailer behind her normally reserved for cars. It was loaded with baggage and covered with a green blanket.
We may or may not have talked a little bit but when she drove off i wanted to catch up with her again and i tried flying again. Only this time it didn't go so good and i kept falling and jumping. I tried visualizing wings for myself.
It was interesting i tried to visualize beautifull wings i thought it was pretty important. I didn't see myself or any wings i just imagined wings and i imagined trying to fly with them. I took off a little but and floated a little bit but this failed to.

Here ends my memory.

I was at my school, and a couple of old friends were there. Now, one of these friends, who I like a lot, was mad at me (as he is IRL), so I told my other friend "I am going to go make this up to him". Before I actually can, my mom wakes me up. Thus ruining any chance I have of fixing things. Now I have this "on the verge of crying" feeling in my eyes that won't go away.... I'm going to be alone forever because my mom woke me up for school. Fancy fucking that

I remember watching an instructional video on how to make a guitar body, specifically, the Fender Jaguar. Oddly enough, the body didn't actually look like a Jaguar, but was the word "Jaguar" in very large script. I remember an old man holding the guitar body up and talking about the pickups.

I also remember a dream in which my girlfriend's father was planning on renting the downstairs to someone and was going to talk to them on like skype or something, so I joined in to see what they were saying. It turns out the person who was going to rent was my favorite guitarist, Tyler the Creator (I know, he is a rapper, but that was the name of this guy in my dream). Interestingly enough, I've never listened to this rapper before. Anyway, I remember seeing his guitars which were made of 10+ strings and 7 or more pickups at odd angles on the body. I remember pulling for Tyler moving in before I had to move out, but I don't remember if he did or not.

I drank half a cup of natural apple juice before bed, and practiced ADA/RCing at least 15 times during the day.

I was in my room. My night light was on and I was setting my self up for a WILD. I had to go to the bathroom. I was afraid to because dad was out and I was afraid of questions. The dream ended.

I was outside in a town. I remember little of the surroundings. It was starting to rain necklaces and bead necklaces. Everyone started to panic as if it was a disaster. I took a silver necklace and seeked shelter. I asked a guy was with if the necklace was real silver. He said most likely not. The dream then turned to 3rd person and I saw a man and a woman on a bridge reaching into the water and pulling out many colorful beads. The dream ended.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a hospital room with a young man and woman who appeared to be doctors. The woman was blonde and slightly tanned. The man's appearance may have changed, but at least for some time he had long, frizzy-curly hair and a short beard. Both doctors wore long, white lab coats. The woman sat at a desk with a computer. At first I lay on the bed. The whole place felt really cluttered somehow.

I was going to have a blood test and a skin test. I was familiar enough with how people took blood, but I was kind of worried about the skin test. I didn't know how people took skin samples.

The man told me, "It really hurts. And the pain stays with you. Because you have to keep the skin sampler on you for half an hour. And the whole time you have it on, it's just like, 'Aagh! Aagh!'" I thought that if what the man was saying was true, this would really suck. But I wasn't going to be afraid.

The man took my right (?) hand. He took a lime-green, plastic device that looked like a thimble as long as an index finger. He put the base, the open end, against the back of my hand, right where the thumb joint comes into the base of the hand. I knew there was a little, guillotine-blade-shaped metal device inside the thimble.

The man clicked something on the thimble. The blade snapped down and dug into my skin. It hurt a little, but not as much as I'd thought it would. I kept waiting for some kind of delayed effect, like a pain that would get worse and worse. But I just kept having the same kind of dull pain.

Eventually I walked over to the woman, who still sat at the computer. She was going to take my blood. I figured I might as well hang out near her while I waited for her to draw my blood. For some reason, for this entire time, I kept my hand elevated right in front of my face.