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I am swirling around in some type of cocoon or egg. It's nice and warm. It FUCKING CLAUSTROPHOBIC! LET ME THE FUCK OUT!

I burst forth from the egg thing, dripping in goo. I feel my face morph to something like a dragon or monster, and I burn the goo off my body. I dig my claws into the ground. My back.... AAAAGHH.... I scream and vibrate in pain, as leathery wings of metal bones rip out of my back.

I roar, and rip a tree root out of the ground with my left hand. I pick up a stone in my right, and fly up into the sky. I scream, and storm appears. Rain. I smash the stone into the root and it becomes an axe as its struck by lightning.

I fall to earth and black out.

I open my eyes. The weapon is still there, the wings... My face... I have claws. I am somehow a baby dragon?

EDIT: I know realize I became a Thanagarian.

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I am standing in the driveway of my childhood home looking towards the woods. This is not right...I do not even look at my hands. I already know I am dreaming.

Something is at the end of the driveway. I cannot see it but I know it is there. I feel an incredible onset of anger. Whatever is out there, a part of me greatly dislikes it. I suddenly know what to do. I focus on the rage building and try to release it. An immense feeling washes over me, almost orgasmic and things start to change. My vision changes, I can see farther past the driveway. Things have a different hue to them. My body feels different, I am closer to the ground now. The rage has been replaced by a different, stronger feeling....Power. Whatever the being that triggered this I am going to hunt. I take off in it's direction but I focus too hard. Everything fades away.

Like many other lucids I lost this one because I tried to hard to do something. I never did figure out what I had become. I hope to try it again but I've never felt rage like that in a lucid before.

I had a dream where I was on a cruise. Oddly there was this random girl was sending me texts. Everyone was claiming i had amnesia for forgetting my girlfriend who was pissed at me. My guess for why this i dreamed is:
Im exited for my cruise this summer.
I'm really exited about getting my first cell phone tommarow.

4.2
Disc golf on the beach
I am on the beach with a friend. His face is unknown to me. I am aware of him but I don't really look directly at him. He is diving into deep clear water and picking up disc golf discs that other people lost. I become excited and look myself. The water starts receding. I think low tide. I see broken shells. Then I hear an intercom voice from my phone. It has a radar of my position. The voice tells me to more a few feet back. I match my position to the marker on my map. Then I look down and see a large cache of light blue disc partly buried in the wet sand. I dig with my hands. I notice the saturated sand wanting to ooze back into the hole. I dig faster and pull a large stack out. They are all the same disc. There is witting on them but I can't remember now. "mako shark"? My friend takes a nylon bag to put his discs in and moves father out into the water. I reach for something myself. As I am fumbling *I see group of young men walking up. They are looking at the area I dug the discs from. I hear one say that the disc are gone. I consider offering the disc but I decide to hid them until they ask. I hope they go away. I have pillows and blankets next to a light blue and grey tent. I try to cover all the disc with the pillows. I try to shove the as many discs a I can into a duffle bag that is full of clothes. The men go into the tent and I can hear them talking. I become a little nervous. One comes out and looks at my stuff and tells me the discs are his and I should give them to him. I tell him ok but I should be able to keep some since I did find them. He agrees. So I hand most of the blue ones over. I have some others that are yellow and whit. He wants the one that has a cone shaped thing in the center. It looks like a spot to spin a disc on your finger. I think it's cool an I tell him I am keeping it. Suddenly I am in the tent with the men and there is a girl that wants the disc. I finally give up and let her have it. She puts in on a small bookshelf and it turns into a black and yellow gun. I find this very odd and begin to stare at it. I wake up.*
4.1
Space battle board game
Was with the ex in law for some reason. Placing a board game that was a space battle. There were ships with different attributes and some were from starcon star trek and star wars. The game turned digital and was animated. My ex wife would not come out of the back room. I was glad and a little confused how I ended up playing a game with the last people on earth that I would ever want to spend any amount of time with.*
3.31
Death In This House
I was in a house a lot like the one I am currently living in. I was with my fiancee and my parents. We were doing mundane normal things. I remember cuddling with my fiancee. At some point I walk past a table with a book on it. The title was "There is Death in This House". (meaning the entity Death). The cover had a picture of Death with a sickle.*

Just Because He's Black
I am at some public competition or election. A black kid wins even though he obviously should not have. I am outraged. I say they only voted for him because he's black. It's just like Obama. Then I turn and look to my right and see the young man I was talking about. He is sitting there quiet and introspective. I immediately apologize and tell him that I don't have anything think against him for being black but they voted for him for the wrong reason. He did not look offended. Only agreeable.*

Mold shop
I am at work. The company made changes overnight. The two machine I use are on opposite sides of the building. The inside looks like an empty Walmart. I see Patrick and Craig. *I complain about it. They say nothing only smile. *I start my machine and proceed to walk to the other side. The walk feels long and I feel too tired to walk all the way.I am looking down and the floor is cratered and painted a bluish gray just like it is at work. I struggle to move my feet but I manage to get there. The dream shifts. I have a molded cable in my hands. I bring it to QC and as I start to hand it over one o the connectors loose all it's pins. I stand there with my mouth wide open in shock. Someone from behind me starts to say something.*

I was on my bike, biking near what I guess was a river. I don't think there was anyone else was around. There were a few scattered trees, like on a beach, and the ground was gravel-ly, with splecks of grass. I bike around this little mound on my left, heading around it. Then, I lay my bike on the ground and walk around into this little half-bunker-room type thing. It was in the cross-section of the mound. Then, i think I fell asleep.

After I woke up, there was a door in the wall. When I opened the door, and in front of me was a big floor, about 150 feet wide and 200 feet forward. Scattered on top of it were about 14 people, all with little racquets. Then, it became 3rd person view, and it turned out that the floor was actually a balcony, which was about 70 feet above a floor about 4 times the size of the first one, with about 4 times as many people. At the end of it, the was what appeared to be a stage. Also, all the people were dressed up kinda like old british and american people (like 1700s-1800s).

Now, my POV moved to the sideline, inside something that looked like a dugout, except covered in glass. There, I saw my friend, HW. My POV then switched back to near the entrance, though it zoomed in to the stage sometimes. The big, red stagecurtain parted, and sitting on the stage was a cross between a tennis-ball-shooter and a old-timey camera. Then, it shot a ball at my place of viewing. Suddenly, somebody with a racket reached up and hit the ball off the balcony.

FIN

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

March 29, 2011: I was in a meditation class, in my mother's old ballet studio. We were sitting on the floor in rows. The teacher walked around instructing us.
We were suppose to feel something. Other students felt whatever it was they were meant to feel, but I never felt anything.
Most of the class left early. I staid and talked with the teacher, a lady maybe in her 40s.

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I became lucid through WILD method.
I floated out of bed, in the air. I wanted to see my dream guide. I said out load that I opened myself to her higher guidance. She did not appear. I walked through the house, repeating my intent.
i saw an open drier with laundry in it, and there was cat poop stuck to the bottom of my feet, barefoot.
(note: When I was younger, we had a cat that died in the drier. So that's what the open drier in my lucid dream made me think of.)

I said out load that I wanted help from my dream guide, help with dealing with or getting rid of fear and worry.
I felt myself waking up.
I re-entered a dream and saw Eddie (who is 9) outside through a glass sliding door. I did something to scare him. Then I grabbed him and stretched his mouth open and shaped him into a round kitten. The kitten ball floated in the air.

I was outside on the patio where the wood was stacked. I lightly punched the floating ball of kitten and it floated away. I saw another cat and asked her if my dream guide was around. The cat just acted like a cat. I tried to make the cat into something else, but it didn't work. She looked dead for a moment, but then was OK.
I talked to the cat, asking why I can't do certain things in my lucid dreams. I said maybe it's because I said I couldn't do it.
I must have felt that I was waking up, because I lied down on the patio and tried to WILD again, then realized I was still dreaming.

I thought of something I knew I could do, which was fly. I jumped from the patio and swung from a tree branch, but did not fly. I was like "What the hell?!"
I climbed up a tree trunk, to the sawed off top, and jumped and flew. i flew around a large tree with long, creepy branches that looked like bird-like monsters. I landed on a building ledge next to the tree.

I was having trouble flying. It felt like i was holding two cloths in my hands that I used as wings, and they were getting twisted. I tried turning it into a blanket to use as wings, like I use to do when I was little. But that didn't work either.
Then I saw N and called to her. She ran away playfully. I thought I didn't have time to chase after her. I turned around and saw two of her friends. Then I felt myself waking up again.

I thought for a second that I had woken up, but then realized I was still in a dream. I found N at a table with friends. I removed her pants and underwear and we were about to have sex when I woke up again. This time I decided to get up and write everything down.


Notes: Good points: i remembered my intent to find my dream guide and I was rather persistent about it, at least in the first part.
I was able to continue the lucid dreaming even after partially waking up, by not moving.
Not so good points: I didn't find my dream guide, and other things didn't work well either. I usually don't have any trouble flying in my lucid dreams.
Perhaps I should try doing things in dreams with no expectations at all. When I try having expectations, I always have doubts, or negative expectations that effect my results.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

March 25, '11: I was trying to find somewhere to sleep.
I think I laid down in a hallway and did a WILD within the dream. I became lucid, and said "This is a dream, so I can do anything I want."
I picked up a ukulele and strummed on it a bit, tunelessly.
There was a girl there. I held her hands and said this was a dream, but also very real, and I touched her face. Then I attempted to stabilize the dream.
I told the girl that I wanted to open myself to higher guidance. I said "higher source" at first by accident, then "higher source of guidance."
The girl seemed annoyed or put off by my statement. I got down on my knees, looking up at her, and repeated my intent. Everything got a bit brighter. she became naked and we had sex for a moment. she or I asked how this would help with the guidance.
Then I became scared and asked how I could overcome nightmares. I got no response, then woke up.

I WILDed again. It was dark. I felt along a wall and eventually gained sight. I looked in a mirror and asked for help with finding "higher guidance." Nothing happened. I put my head out a window and asked again.
I heard something and slid out the window, into another room. There was a woman and more mirrors. I dis some stuff in the mirrors, and the woman gave me a BJ. In the mirror, it looked like thee was a man with a penis for a head.
There was an elevator. A small, skinny man fell down into the room. I was expecting someone else.
A huge woman who could barely fit slid down the elevator shaft. She landed and kissed me. We danced and kissed. She had a sort of toad-like head, with a wide face.
Then it felt like Alice in Wonderland. I was very small for a moment. My legs were sore. I climbed into bed, laid down and woke up. My physical body was sore from the position I was in.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

March 20, 2011: Terrible, emotionally exhausting dreams tonight.
In one, I was in an army that was sent to attack and kill innocent people, unprovoked.
Later, I walked through the area and saw the aftermath. There were dead and injured people all over, and lots of damage to the building.
It felt like I was in a movie, but everything was real.

Another dream, same night: I was in a restaurant that was attacked. The windows were smashed in. A bunch of people held out babies and used them as weapons. The babies vomited all over the place.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at the dinner table with my family, when I suddenly and randomly become lucid. Thinking back, I'm sure I wasn't fully lucid, but whatever. I stand up from the table and ask to be excused, so I can go explore my dream world. Everyone at the table (including Ernie from George Lopez who is just randomly there) is very encouraging and say "Yes! Yes, go explore! Go on!" with smiles on their faces. I walk down the hallway and enter my room. I see a kitten with a piece of Scotch tape holding up on the wall. The kitten quickly breaks free from the flimsy little piece of tape and darts past me and out of my room. I remember the kitten being a bit big, and it was brown tabby and white. I try to pet the kitten, but it's too fast and dashes away.

I shrug it off and I'm now standing in the middle of my room. I decide that since closing my eyes and willing my surroundings to change doesn't usually work, I'll try something new. I try to create a vortex to jump through on my bed. It comes out as a blue and pink swirled circle. I crawl onto my bed and attempt to jump through it, but it doesn't work. It was like I was still standing on solid ground.

I randomly lose lucidity for a little while. I hear an announcer's voice shouting, "How will she choose to get through the vortex?" and I see different buttons with pictures of stick figures jumping through a vortex. I think it's all a games, and I press a random button. Everything goes black for little while, and I'm suddenly on the set of Whose Line Is It Anyway. (It's an old comedy sketch show. If you don't know what it is, google it. You'll laugh your butt off.) I realize the announcer's voice belonged to Drew Carey, the host of Whose Line. I see Ryan Stiles dressed as a wedding groom, blindfolded. Suddenly, Wayne Brady appears and he's dressed as a Wookie. Ryan had to try and guess what Wayne was. Oh, I don't know.

The dreamscape abruptly changes to my front porch. It's nighttime. I realize I'm dreaming again. My dad is sitting on the porch chair, looking at me and laughing. I faintly acknowledge my brother and sister playing in the yard. I try to read my hand to see what it says, because I write things on my hand in real life for this kind of thing. I can't, though, because my dad is desperately trying to distract from doing so, by poking me and waving his hands in front of my face. I finally break away from him, though, and realize my hand says "MISSING" with a box drawn around it, and some words underneath that I couldn't quite make out.

I wake up. That was a weird dream.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting on the floor, next to my friend, J. We're writing stories or something. Suddenly, I notice my hand has a weird message written on it. In real life, I had written "DREAMS!" on my hand with pen, so that when I looked at it in my dream, I would notice it said something else. Well, it worked. Looking at my hand, I became lucid, because now it said something else. It still said "DREAMS!" on it, but underneath that, I saw the sentence "It's an oracle!" I performed a reality check, and sure enough, I was dreaming. J, who is still sitting next to me, suddenly becomes angry. Her face gets rounder and her eyes are further apart. She starts growling. I hardly have any time to be scared before I'm suddenly lying down in my bed. It's not a false awakening, because I still know I'm dreaming.

My vision is blurred, and I slowly and blindly step out of my bed, trying to walk around. That's when I notice I'm standing on the ceiling. Weird, I think to myself, as I slowly flip around and land on the ground the right way. I will myself to have clear vision, and I do. Not knowing what to do next, I walk over to my window and look outside. It's daytime. I randomly see Leonardo DiCaprio standing there, as his character Cobb from Inception. At first I'm afraid that he's gonna try and steal my thoughts and ideas like in Inception, so I try to scare him away. I do so by making scary faces at him through the window. He slowly backs off and runs away.

I almost immediately regret scaring him off because I wanted to interact with my DCs. So, I walk into the backyard and see him standing there by the bushes, towards the woods. As I begin to approach him, I am interrupted by my grandpa's friend, P, walking towards me. P is carrying my crying brother and asks me if I could help figure out what was wrong with him. I agree and take my brother, and P is gone. I ask my brother, "What's the matter?" Still crying, he says "The Xbox won't let me be Player 1!" I shrug and decided to help him, just because. Following him inside, I realize the Xbox is set up in the kitchen, and the TV is attached to the fridge. I don't know how technology works in the dream world, so I randomly press a few buttons on the controller. But it seems to work because he stops crying and runs off to go to the bathroom or something like that.

I start to go back outside but remember to check my hand, just to see what else it says. It still says "DREAMS!" and "It's an oracle!", but now it also has random scrambled letters written on it, too. I step outside, and as soon as I do, my vision gets blurry again. I suddenly hear voices around me and I know I'm near people, but I can't really see them. I recognize some of them as people from school. They are frantically warning me that I've entered the 2nd dream level, the dream within a dream. They told me of how there was an explosion and everyone was in danger. Looking at the ground with my vision still blurred, I could barely make out what I guess were supposed to be fragments of blown up bomb. I kept struggling for clarity and finally achieved it. As soon as I did, I remembered how Cobb was still outside, and I feared that he'd been harmed.

I shouted out, "COBB!" and ran over towards him. He was still in the same spot by the bushes, except he was lying on the ground, half dead. He looked weird. He was blue, with a bleeding face, cracked skin, and he was wearing a Native American headdress. I kept reassuring him he'd be ok, and he didn't respond. Suddenly, a group of about 3 or 4 people ran over to him (I don't know who they were) and revived him. He was fine.

It was now darker outside. Randomly, my best friend H appeared next to me. We were looking on our phones for a new tuxedo for Cobb, because he was going to Vegas for vacation, apparently. H found a snazzy looking suit and showed it to me. Of course, the suit model was Eames from Inception. I agreed that it was a nice suit. H disappeared.

I decided that I would once more try to change my appearance like I have in other dreams. I closed my eyes and made a mirror appear in front of me. I remember the mirror was one of those big full body mirrors, with an intricate design on the gold frame. I closed my eyes and told myself that when I opened my eyes, I would look like Zooey Deschanel, who I failed to look like in another lucid dream of mine. When I opened my eyes, the only thing that changed was my hair. Then I decided that since everything seemed to be going along with Inception, I'd try and change myself to look like Ariadne. This time, all that changed was my hair and my clothes. I even got Ariadne's little scarf she always wears.

I woke up. My first thought was, "Nooooo! That dream was too short!" But as I reviewed the dream in my head, I realized I was very lucky I lucid dreamt at all, and I had an amazing lucid experience.

Mar 28th, 2011. Used short WBTB method (10 min) at 4 am and remained motionless. Transition experiences arised. Dream scenery arised as an old house I live. Sounds and DC arised. Upon trying to gain controll, I woke up.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am standing in my bedroom, and it's nighttime. I look at my bed, and notice something strange. I can't really explain it, but I see what looks like one of those colorful decorative window stickers kids make, but it was in the shape of a cartoonish old lady, and it was big. I realize I must be dreaming, because what I currently see is never usually there. I do a RC, and suddenly everything becomes vivid, because I can still breathe through my nose even though I'm pinching it shut. I'm not sure what to do, so I slowly walk out of my room and into my hallway.

As I'm walking down the hall, I remember reading about how reflections look weird in the dream world. So I poke my head into my bathroom and look in the mirror. The only thing that's different is the fact that I have lots of bangs covering my face. I shrug it off and continue walking down the hallway, into my living room. I'm standing there and I decide I want to try and change my environment. I close my eyes and concentrate, telling myself that when I open my eyes, I'll be in a completely empty, solid white room. Err, I failed. I was still standing in my living room.

Then, I wanted to try and change my appearance. I look in the mirror in the living room, and (probably because I had just watched Elf in real life) tried to change myself to look like Zooey Deschanel. Well, that didn't work either.

I also remembered how technology usually doesn't work correctly in dreams. So I see my laptop on the table and try to turn it on. It does, but the internet isn't working and Google is wacky. That's when my brother walks out of his room, eating an apple, and keeps bothering me, trying to figure out what I'm doing on the computer. I want him to leave me alone but he keeps irritating me. Yep, he's pretty much being exactly how he is in real life, even the apple eating. Suddenly my mom walks out of her room, and yells at my brother to go back to bed because it's too early. But she doesn't seem to see me.

I wake up, very happy.

Sam again

Had another dream that Sam came to live with me. She was resting on my bed and I was thinking "I can't believe she actually made it here." I went to join her on the bed to cuddle, but she moved out of they way. I was like WTF. I went to move close to her again and she moved again seemingly without any effort or rolling. It was strange. I was like "hey, I thought you needed this?" She laughed, and then got on top of me. I suddenly felt her energy and it was very loving and peaceful. A white light emanated from her face and as she leaned down to kiss me everything became a pure white light full of love.

long and vague dream

First I was outside a strange house having a shoot out with people who were on the roof. I put my gun down and threw my hands in the air. I pointed to where I had put down my gun and walked towards the house without any problems.

Next I was in the house and Same was there, She was dressed in a strange costume outfit that was blue, She was looking rather silly.

Next I went into a secret room and wound up in a mcdonalds type fridge with one of my co workers. I can't remember what happened.

Then I had some visitors and apparently I was living in that house. The visitors were complaining about how small the house was. It was mainly 3 bedrooms with no living room bathroom or kitchen. Then I remembered a strange woman who used to live there.

Another strange dream

was in a strange place. It was like a jungle town in an asian country. I was walking down a road towards a town and I heard a woman's voice talking about a psychic dreamer or something. I became interested in this and walked towards the town where it said this woman was. Eventually the woman I heard talking came from another trail. I was perplexed as to why I could hear her.

I found the town and walked into the coffee shop where this psychic dreamer worked. All I remember is her staring at me strangely.

Weird concert at a school.

I was at what was supposed to be a wuthering heights concert. I heard a bunch of loud metal music that was incredible. but I can't remember what it sounded like . There was this man handing out these drugs with extacy in them. I wasn't interested in that but he kept trying to hand me some. I wound up in a hallway looking for a washroom. I walked by a school staff person maybe the principal. I found a washroom door and walked in.

Inside it was all dirty and grimy and there were all these big jock guys there. I found a stall and went piss. This big guy took the stall beside me and was staring at me. He was waving his dick at me and staring like he was going to beat me and rape me or something. I started walking out and the other guys turned towards me. I ran for the door and left and they were chasing me. I saw the pincipal again and said "Ahh principal!" and then the guys went back and left me alone.

Driving

I was driving with scott in calgary trying to give my dad a call on the phone. The ring went on and on and I put the phone down, I picked it up later and my dad was on the other end. I told him I needed a ride.

I hate working at mcdonalds.

I dreamed that part of my house was a mcdonalds kitchen. and my grandpa was living there and watching TV. I was working for hours and hours trying to get everything sorted and cleaned before the morning lady came to open. A bunch of people sat around and didn't help me.

I had very detailed dreams last night that sadly are forgotten. Again, I'm sleeping soundly and without interruptions which is making recall extremely weak.

#1: I woke up at night feeling exceptionally well rested and fresh, although it was still dark. I sprung out of bed and started to move away. Something was amiss. I realized, this is a dream! I turned around to look at the bed and I saw myself laying there asleep next to my GF who suddenly woke up and looked at me with a smile. I said, "This is a false awakening."

I vaguely recall explaining to her how often we have false awakenings in our dreams, as a form of travel...

This may be a later part of the same dream in which I was no longer lucid, or semi-lucid:

#2: I was walking on the street one block down and parallel to my block. It was dark outside. I remember walking past one of my old friends house there and looking in the front window. It was dark inside but I could see the sofa. It was the pull out bed type and I could see blankets a mess as if someone had recently slept there, but gone now. (Remarkably similar to the fragment above.)

I made my way down to the intersection which was mysteriously a garden bursting with strange colorful little plants. I had some sort of watering pail in my hands. I watered several plants and they reacted by moving and glowing. Inside the water pail, there was a potted plant. I could feel the weight of it and see the silhouette. In my reasoning, this was a special plant that fertilized the water in a way that made it extra nutritious for other plants.

There was more to this dream, or additional dreams, because I recall interacting with other people in a downtown area.

Last night, I vowed to have an epic dream. There would be dragons, atom bombs, and New Zealand. This dream... did not happen. Which makes me epically sad. I'm going to make it one of my main goals to have this epic dream now. There will be a million and five people from DV there, with dragons and explosions and every other epic thing in existance. Hopefully.

The first dream I did have was mainly me riding a bus with a whole bunch of people I didn't know. Two of my friends were there, and we were all playing some game on a laptop. But it was like we were actually inside the game. I was a big robot and my arms were giant guns. I just blew up evil little robots and tried to meet up with my friends.

Second dream was pretty cool, I guess. But I don't remember much of it. The only part I can recall is hiding behind a rusty orange car while explosions destroyed a building in the background. All of a sudden, the car started transforming... A big rotating blade on a tail type thing came right at my face and I had to run away.