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Hello, fellow explorers.
Excuse my current lack of English skill, I came to North America since grade 10 and now in first year in
university in Canada. Since then I started to learn English and I am still working on it.

Anyways, this journal is supposed to be about my first lucid dream.
Long story short I will be straight forward.

Without much knowledge of LD/OBE(I am still working on it through reading and listening to talks about LD/OBE), I relied on Timer method which I learned from Lucidology as well as WBTB method.
I went to bed around 11:30 pm. Woke up around 3:10 and was awake till 4:00. Went bed again and boom.
I was dreaming yet I realized that I was dreaming because I knew that I went to bed seconds ago. My first impression of lucid dream was quite interesting. I was keep thinking 'Is this real?' and it was fun to watch the excitement that comes follow as soon as the realization. Also things were not quite stable as real world the world I
saw in dream is more like, the scenes you see in the movie 'Waking Life', in other worlds, the frame I had was quite slanted and moving. Anyways, In the dream.
I was at my native country's home. There I saw my brother whom I miss so much since he's in military and haven't seen him for 2 years and decided to explore dream world and wanted to fly which I failed. I felt about 3 mins past and all of sudden, it ended and I woke up at 6:30.

Thanks for reading, next time I'll try to be straight to the point.

Hopefully I can write more LDs in future time !

I don't know which factor it was this time that helped me remember my dream. I made a few changes this time. I woke up to a gentle alarm at 1am and again at 5am. I had one planned for 3am but I guess I didn't set it, or I turned it off in my sleep (I do that sometimes ).
Also this time I drank some Mugwort tea before bed, and chose to leave out the brainwave and subliminal message apps, sleeping au natural so to speak.

Dream 1 - Fragment

I don't remember this one really, just a vague recollection of living in something similar to the Jersey Shore house () and feeling really overwhelmed with the drama. I remember a distinct feeling of being sick of trying to take care of all of the people in the house.

Dream 2 - Much more interesting - My Indian Wedding on the Día de los Muertos

I have the feeling that this dream was quite long, but I only clearly remember the end of it.
I have dark skin, eyes and hair, which feels a bit strange to me as in life I am quite pale. In my head I reconcile with the fact that I am Indian and then think nothing more of it.

There is another woman with me, a fairly young, yet older than me, professional whom I know to be a plastic surgeon. She is mentoring me, training me to be as brilliant as she is, or at least I get the feeling she is headhunting me to do a fellowship with her.
I seem to have fallen out of favour with her scientific mind because of my faith in some Catholic type religion. At this point I become aware of the surrounding environment and "feel" of the place I am in. It's close to what I have seen on documentaries for the Mexican Day of the Dead. I notice there are red rose petals everywhere too - in the air and all over the ground. I feel like I am in some sort of temple room. I feel like this is a wedding, more specifically, my wedding.

We are purifying me for the holy sacrament, I am fully dressed and draped in beautiful fabrics, cleansed. The professional woman comes to me and kneels beside me, moving the red cards that are scattered there on that specific spot on the floor. I know those red cards are there to represent evil. I sense her disapproval, but I am surprised that she quotes some scripture to me. She purifies herself and then tells me that she plans to adopt me so that I may avoid immigration issues when I come to study with her in Canada.
Then the sound of my alarm.

Day 5 - 17th of january 2011

I tried a lot of diffrent stuff this night to become lucid and to be better at my dreamrecalling. i tryed mantra "im gonna have a lucid dream" until i finally fell asleep. After only 30 mins. of sleep i woke up again and this kept going for quite a while. i tryed mantra again and quickly fell asleep - yet no lucid dream.

i woke up at 6 AM and still couldnt recall ANY dream. i feel asleep while thinking about im gonna remember my next dream.

i woke up at 8.20 and i didnt move. i startet to recall a dream in greater detail than i ever had:

I was in the forrest with my family. It was dusk. Of some strange reason we were going to catch an owl and the reward for finding the own was 400 DKK and to catch it you get 500 DKK. We took it like a game and my mom went ''oooooone... twoooooo.. treeeee.. GO!" and i ran off!
I noticed there was a lot of birds in the trees. Big eagles and stuff. After a few secs i found this big big peacock sitting up the tree. i moved on and out of nowhere this big big owl came towards me! By Instinct i grabed it.

i won the game and we went home to our house and got some chocolate cake and coffee!

Bo lucid Dreams, but 3 Dreams is also good

1. We needed to go to a castle for school, somewhere far away and boys-only. I arrived at the castle of the girls. There was a large garden and some beautiful lakes. I had troubles driving my old-timer on a parking spot. although there where only girls, I was allowed to stay, as well as a friend of me. The castle had a reception and 2 large stairs.

2. I was in school and there where a lot of people around me. They said that the test that I will have next week was the most difficult one of their life. I have this test in real life I have a test about architecture history next week.

3. Me and my cousin where in control of a metro ( I think that isnt English,...) but we where driving the wrong direction. Their where people in the tunnels and there was nobody at the stations.

I cant figure out the exact details of this dream, the recall in the beginning of it is off.

What I do remember there was this reaaaaaaally annoying girl who ended up being drugged or up on something, and all of a sudden she was totally horny for me. We're in the middle of some place dancing, and I whispered in her ear "you might as well pee on yourself". And she totally did. I stepped back before the waterworks really went off, and it got worse.

I noticed a bulge in the back of her skirt, and it was obvious she was also defecating on herself. Everyone around her was laughing...at this point I felt bad for her a little bit, and she continues to gyrate to the music while peeing and pooping on herself. I didn't know when she was going to come to, or if I was going to get in trouble, so after some heavy laughter, I started high tailing it out there parkour style until the dream ended.

Crazy cult

I was at some sort of hall with a bunch of people and my brother. There were lots of young and good looking women around... no doubt to attract followers to the cult. I remember everyone piling into a van.

It switched the third person perspective as I saw the van head into some cave. The cult leaders voice sounded in my head. I saw myself going through a circular metal door that spun open. then another and then another. at the end of each door was another section. The voice said "We have to go deeper and deeper."

I then realized that the farther we went in the more we would forget. So I found my brother somewhere. He was trying to open one of the doors. I helped him and opened the door myself and dragged him through. Then through the next door and the next door. We stole the van and drove off.

We stopped at some restaurant and the cult leader followed us there to get us back. He looked like the preacher cylon from the new BSG.



I remember trying to fight him. I kept thinking if it was only a dream that I could waste him... It never clued in that it was a dream but i still fought him.

Tracks

I was at tracks Pub and the co owner... forget his name called me into a little room. He told me the next band needed a new guitarist and that I should play for them when they go on. I said I can't because my guitar isn't fixed yet.

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1-16-11

Sometimes before I actually fall asleep I can make out visual pictures in my mind. They are always dim vague still images almost like photographs taken of random things and on a black background (the closed eyes). Today though I had something strange happen.

I was seated on the chair in front of the TV with my feet up on the ottoman again but this time the TV was off and I decided to take a tiny nap or at least de-stress for a few minutes. After a few minutes I had my eyes closed and started to feel the lightheaded sensations that are common during this phase. A dim picture came together of the TV from my vantage point. I figured this is a sort of after image or at least a recent memory set to a visual image. It was also a square image which is unusual but not too terribly. Then something that has never happened before, there was a bright picture on the TV! I could see the clear whole colors! It was, as always, a still picture but I could clearly see a news person and the really bright TV background. As soon as I was startled by this the color picture vanished leaving the dim usual image behind. I tried to concentrate to recreate this but there was no way, I was too excited now, too awake.

This is the second strange dream-like occurrence in this seat. I am wondering if there is something to the fact that I was sitting up or that maybe it was an odd time for me to be asleep. Could seated sleeping positions increase lucidness or at least strangeness? This is something else to look into.

Well i forget the details since this morning but I was Michelle Obama's body guard, I left her at a newsstand because i was distracted into another dream scene, went back afterwards. Found her all worried, then we went to some building where some asian gangsters were on our tail.
Dream skipped to a new building where I was running with Jason Bourne's assistance from pursuers and it was really awesome. After going outside (i ran about 10 stories up so somehow outside at same level) I fought terminator machines (ships and tanks) with a huge machine gun turret (pwned them) then I shot down a helicopter. I remember vividly going up to the copter on the ground with the men still inside about to shoot me, but I blew it up right before they could. I walked around a central building and found a bat mobile where i proceeded to run over someone, dream ends.
Woke up, went back to sleep.
At a university party, some guy played a wicked guitar solo which was very soulful, that i've never heard (which means i came up with it). Tons of people in one room, dream ends.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

15.1.2011

More Raptors (Non-Lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

On a scenic hike, with friends and family, through Jurassic Park, our other friends arrive just in time to be swarmed by a large pack of velociraptors; the katana my brother lent me keeps me alive as I skillfully remove jaws and sever major reptilian muscles.

16.1.2011

The Center (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream: Birds in Flight

★★☆☆☆

An interesting game, this is. Flight, life, through the perspective of a small bird. But it seems there is more to this game than meets the eye as soon I am met with a group of individuals, all derived from the game world. They're on a quest, a mission to find the center of everything, the hub of the multiverse. I follow them, cloaking myself with Invisibility, but my attempt to conceal my lurking fails as one of the group members bumps into me. Moving ahead, through an underpass, I try to make it look like nothing happened, but they're wise to my scheme, and from the underpass come scores of groups, each similar, but different, decoys to allow the escape of the original. *My frustration wakens me. . .

DEILD: The Hub

★★★☆☆

I slip back into the thick of things, appearing, floating, above a bridge, the group from before ahead of me.

“How did he find us?!” shouts one of the four, exasperated at my appearance.

“It's called a WILD, bitch,” the expletive flows off my tongue.

Flying ahead, I realize the hub must be close, and sure enough, seated in a cold rock face, I find it. It's a. . . USB hub? This is silly. There has to be more to it than this. Even an ethernet hub would be better. Hmm, I bet I could change it, change one of the ports, make it possible to easily move throughout dimensions. So I do. But the results are more than I expected. . .

Inside the hub, I find a frog-like, almost slug-like being. It seems he takes requests, sending clients capable of coming to him through time and space, or bringing objects to them. He does it all through portals, which he creates and facilitates for the masses. I ask to return to Earth, to where I came from, and I'm treated to a vivid display of swirling dimensions and the vastness of my universe as I'm thrown through the portal, back to Earth, into the vast oceans of the past.

I'm a small amphibian, it seems, in the early days of life. A fish is about to eat me, and I have no way to defend myself. Acting quickly, I make a request to return to the hub, using a GUI I manage to prompt. Just like that, I'm whisked away to the hall from before, the foyer at the center of everything.
I decide starting a new life here might prove interesting. . .

DILD: Prey

★★★☆☆

A chill permeates the room. They know what's coming, the people around me, and they're afraid. Crying and fear erupts around me as everyone starts to run. I lie still, on the floor, confused, yet calm. It forms to my right, a monster, a creature of nightmares, taught tan skin stretched across a huge, dog-like body. Hundreds of teeth, sharp and pointed, line its gaping maw. Death is on the agenda tonight, as it bounds at my unmoving body.

Why has everyone gone? Why don't I care? Oh yes, that's why. . .

With vigor I stand, and with quiet dignity I deliver a world-shattering kick into the gut of my would-be reaper. Death greets the beast before it can finish its tumbling flight, well before it hits the ground.

★★★★☆

01/16/10

I coax my motorcycle to its maximum speed, streamlining my body as I approach the closing elevator doors. The elevator cab has already left for the top floor, and I strain to hold the metal doors open. In half a second, I'll crash into the back of the open elevator shaft and hurtle half a dozen stories into the secret basement of the compound.

Pause.

No reason for that. I don't have to follow the rules, after all. I stand in the open air, looking up at the elevator cab as it slowly escalates to the top floor. That's where I'll find her.

Go.

I fly through the doors, over the pit below. The front wheel of my bike hits the far wall, and I twist

Speeding up the elevator shaft at maximum, up the vertical wall. Vertigo. Disassociated from gravity and catching up to the elevator cab, about to impact. I jump away from the vehicle; it fades away. Suspended in the air for a moment, and I reach toward the closed doors leading to the floor second-to-the-top. I pull myself in, catch on the small ledge there, hang for a moment, looking at the bottom of the elevator cab. It's moving towards me now.

Jump. Over the elevator, clinging onto the doors leading to the top floor. With a wave of my hand, they're opening...

I wake up. Damn it guys, could you break up a little more quietly?

Action Movie Physics. Scare Factor: 3.

I tromped on a small dirt path towards a small raised crest. My grandfather led the way and all around me were my sister and two cousins, Emma and Luke. We got to the small crest and looked down. Below us was a steep slope and then a beach of rocks. There was a bayou, or maybe it was a stream, running by it. This was the only accesible part of the beach, there were trees on the other parts.
Grandpa told us that Mayan indians used to live here, and that we could find many great artifacts here.
We have a place near his farm where we can pick up old Civil War and Indian objects from the ground.

We began to look all over the ground. I tried to pick out unusual things from the smooth stones and soon found an odd oval shaped, beige stone. it was about the size of my palm and it had a carving on it that made it resemble a closed fist. One finger pointed forward. I excitedly showed my Grandpa my find and he praised me for my good work. not too long later, Luke picked up an identical rock, but it seemed to be the other hand. That is, he found the left one and I found the right one. My grandpa excitedly picked up a spherical, cream colored stone. There were indentions for the eyes and mouth and a protrusion for the nose that made it resemble a human head. There was a headband on it and some sort of headdress carved in. He showed it to us all.

We began to search again, but then my grandpa shouted excitedly. We ran over to him. He was standing by a tree. on the tree, hanging, was a clay plate held up by a strip of leather. On it was a large indention, and around that were intricate designs. My grandpa carefully placed the head inside the indention. He decided to leave it there. i thought this was a good idea, as it seemed like it held some special purpose there.
Grandpa mentioned something about Grandma having dinner waiting, and we returned to her house.
My dream skipped forward. Somehow I knew i was at my grandmothers house, even though it wasn't.

I was in a huge arena, with green below and stands all around. The stands were a third of the way filled with my family. i was on a raised platform, high, high in the air. Directly below me were a bunch of red balls. It was my birthday. I was supposed to jump into the balls. They might have been bouncy balls, a puffy trampoline, balloons, or pillows. I was unable to tell from the distance I was at.
Somebody from my family climbed up to tell me something urgent. Emma was dangerously ill and she wanted to see me. i rushed down.
Skipped ahead

I was in a tiny room, about 12 feet by 6 feet. There was no such room in real life. There was a narrow bed and a large window. The bed seemed to double as a sitting swing. I stood by the bed and Emma lay there, talking to me. I laughed with her. She seemed fine, and it was time to go back home, anyway.
Skip to my lou, my dreamling.
We were in front of my grandmothers house, getting into our cars by the front gate. I was in third person view watching this, I seemed to be about 40 feet in the air, watching everything. We said our goodbyes.

I've just started to lucid dream, it's the second day

Anyways, here it goes:
January 16, 2011

Part 1: I fell asleep at about 10:00 PM
I dream that i was cooking breakfast, oatmeal acutally. And i said,"Mom, how do i make this?"
My mom did not reply, so i took eggs (for some random reason) and put them in the microwave with some bananas. I started the timer for a minute or so then waited. The microwave stopped and i opened the microwave door and the eggs had brown spots on them, somehow i "knew" that the brown spots were oatmeal and i carved off the brown spots off of the eggs and ate it....It tasted like oatmeal...

Part 2: I "woke up" and uncovered my pet parakeet's cage, i said "Goodmorning" to the bird and he wolf called or whistled, don't really know what you call it. But i've been teaching that to him for about a week and somehow i dream of him doing it.... lol

Up late again last night, and took some vitamin b-6 before bed. I had to get up immediately after waking up, so my dream recall is not good, but I remember that I had more dreams than I can remember. Here is what I can recall:

Killer Robot

I am somewhere where this dream has taken place, and go downstairs to the basement. There are a few rooms in the basement, up and down a hallway that the stairs lead to. I am standing on the stairs, thinking about or talking to someone about a robot that is down there. Suddenly, a woman screams. The robot is coming after me! I turn to run up the steps, but can't. I try to drag myself up the stairs by the railing.

Then I wake up.

Little Monsters

I am in an airport or a school. I get into a long line behind a small monster. This monster is one of many in the room, all of them about the size of little kids, but looking like the Wolf Man, Frankenstein's Monster, Dracula, etc...

... I do whatever it is I went to the place to do, and sit down at a table. Around the corner from me are three pretty girls singing a song. I watch them for a while...

Plans: I have been feeling pretty shitty today, it has been going on all day. There have been a couple times when I perked up a bit, but not much, so I don't know what effect this could have on my dreaming. Plans include meeting Dakotahnok to confirm a shared dream at the Halo 3 Warthog Run mission, completing tasks of the year, meeting MoSh for a Harry Potter dream, and to meet up with Tigress to kill stuff… probably monsters from DDO.

I am in a strange room, it looks like a doctor's office, though I'm not sure what I am there for. Or rather I don't want to think about what I am there for, because I am there for my gynecological exam, which is something I really dread, since it usually hurts. I am here because my guardian, Hetfield, bullied me into it, and now I am silently cursing at him for my being there even though he continues to say I have done the right thing. So I sit there for a while longer, now I am annoyed at the doctor for taking her time in getting to me, the last thing I want to do is sit there waiting for something I dread. Finally the doctor comes into the room and greets me with a smile on her face, I don't feel like returning the smile. She pulls out a syringe and says she will have to give me a little shot… a shot? I thought she was here to look at my nether regions, not give me a shot… I ask her what it is, she says it's nothing harmful, she just wants to give me the shot, then I can tell her what I feel. I don't like this, and I don't understand it, either. She comes over to me and gives me the shot, and I immediately wish I had protested more… because now I am feeling dizzy. I tell her that, and I see she is taking notes on a tablet computer. Things look strange for a bit, then my vision clears, and I feel ok again. I tell her that, and she sits down in a chair and said she will wait.

I wonder what she is waiting for… then I notice the wall is moving??? There is a huge bubble forming in the wall, not just one of them, there are several of them. It looks like the wall is rapidly developing a bad case of acne, though the "pimples" aren't red, they are rainbow colored, concentric rings of color starting at the center of each "zit" and then fading into the white of the wall at the base of the zit. They keep growing until they have a yellow head on each one that looks tightly strained and ready to pop… and then they all pop at once. I cringe back, expecting a wave of grossness in the form of pus, but that doesn't come. Instead, each "zit" spews forth waves of colorful confetti, colorful and sparkling. So now I am sitting in a doctor's office in the middle of a colorful and sparkling confetti storm… what kind of a hospital is this? I am about to do a RC when the doctor distracts me and asks what I see, so I tell her. She says that is good, the shot was a hallucinogen, so the effects would wear off shortly. She said if things get creepy, just remember, it is a hallucination. Now that I have an explanation for this, I forget about doing a RC. (D'Oh!) Also due to this, I just watch with mild interest as all of the pieces of confetti turn into bugs that crawl all over me, though the itching is rather annoying. I see my reflection in a mirror, and now my entire body is covered with colorful and sparkling confetti… rather interesting, actually.

Soon the confetti illusions fade out and I am in the normal doctor's office again, though I feel slightly dizzy again now that the hallucination is over. The doctor comes back into the room, with two large men. She says they're nurses, but they look more like hired goons. She takes out another syringe, but I have had it with the shots. I tell her no more shots for me, I'm leaving here. She said she thought I might say something like that… and the goons block the door. She comes over to give me the shot, but I knock her hand away, knocking the syringe out of her hand and onto the table. A drop leaks out and eats its way into the counter, leaving a small smoking hole. I ask her what the fuck that was, some kind of acid? She says she needs to see what it would do to the inside of my body. I point at the smoking hole on the counter and ask what she thinks it will do… it burns through the counter, so she can draw some pretty good conclusions about what it would do inside my body! I get up now, determined to leave this crazy place. She reaches for the syringe, I push it onto the floor. She leans over to get it, and I kick her in the face hard, knocking her across the room, I think she was unconscious.

Time to get out of here… I pick up the syringe and hold it threateningly, telling the goons to stand aside unless one of them wants to get stuck with it. One of them dares me to try it. So I move towards the two goons, I twist aside when the one on the right grabs at me, and I come up behind him and stick the needle of the syringe in his neck. There is a small amount of burning there, but not much, and the thug tenses as if expecting me to inject the contents into him. Instead I just keep my thumb on the plunger, and tell them no one has to die here, just get out of my way so I can leave. The one I am threatening sounds terrified, he tells the other one in a quivering voice to do what I say… he calls me an 'it' when he speaks. The second goon seems hesitant to comply, then the one I am threatening gives out the most pathetic "Please…" I have ever heard, only made more pathetic considering it is coming from a big guy who is about to cry. The second thug finally moves aside, I move with the thug I am threatening to the door, then I pull the needle out and shove the door closed. I really wish I could lock it… but no such luck.

I head down the hall quickly, and of course I haven't gotten far before the thugs come to the door and shout that the creature is loose. Creature? Why is he calling me a creature? Never mind that, I have to get out of the hospital. I run down a hall and I hear footsteps behind me. I look back to see more of the hired goon style nurses following after me, so I turn into an examination room and shut the door. This time I am able to block it, I wedge a chair under the knob, which will at least slow them down a bit. So now to find another way out of there, I go to the window and look out, but I am on at least the third or fourth floor, so that isn't promising. I search, but I find no other exit, so I end up back at the window again. Someone is pounding hard on the door. The chair gives way and a large goon enters, though it looks like he is alone. I figure they didn't see which room I went in. I try to get the window open to climb out, but the goon grabs me by the neck. He says he has a test… let's see how long the thing can go without oxygen, and if it doesn't need to breathe, let's see how it responds to a broken neck. He squeezes my neck hard, I stick the syringe needle in his arm. He ignores that and squeezes harder. No choice, I inject the contents of the syringe into his arm. He gets a strange look on his face, releases me immediately, and grabs his arm… which is rapidly being eaten away by the acid. He is screaming in pain now, I don't feel like watching that, so I run out the open door and away from the hall while the goons are searching other rooms. They will surly come soon to the man's screams.

I use the stairs and reach the bottom floor before I meet any more opposition. I am heading down the hallway towards the emergency exit, almost there, when a uniformed guard steps in front of me and aims his gun at me, ordering me to stop. He knows that guns will still hurt me, so don't try anything. I am not lucid, so I believe guns will hurt me. He asks if I'm going to come peacefully or does he have to shoot me in the kneecaps to ensure cooperation. I back away from him, now feigning a fear that for some reason I don't actually feel, I crouch down in the corner, pretending to be crying, I tell him he can't let those doctors take me back, they're trying to kill me. He comes over to me, he looks pretty proud of himself, he says their goal isn't to kill me, it's to run their tests on me. He says if it kills me, that's no big loss… no one will mourn the loss of one of my kind. Since I am cowering, he is being careless. He reaches for the neck of my shirt and tries to lift me by it, saying it's time to go back to the doctor. I grab him by his family jewels and give a hard and fast twist and pull to them. He gets a shocked look on his face, then doubles over in pain. I grab the gun and point it at his head, but then I see he is no more of a threat right now than a small kitten… actually the kitten with its claws would be more of a threat.

I grab the keys from the guard just in case I need them, then I run out the emergency exit onto the hospital grounds, out into the night. There are no locked doors or gates, but there is a fence topped with razor wire. I don't even think of electric fencing… when I grab it, the fence sparks… but I am not hurt. Must be a weak voltage? I climb the fence, slip through the razor wire while getting only minimal cuts, then I drop on the other side. The guard I kicked, or one just like him, is right behind me and jumps for the fence. He is instantly caught by the electrical flow, the smell of cooking flesh wafts over to me, then he drops dead. So much for not much voltage… No time to consider that for long, I head away from the facility into the forest beyond, intent on putting as much distance between me and the hospital as possible.