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Fun Social Club Non-Lucid Lucid

I was climbing this massive hill with a lot of other people and the higher you went the steeper it went. So i was climbing next to a friend of mine and when we got to the top it was just a vertical hill with metal wires to hang on to, sadly almost everyone fell and i tumbled and smashed my head on the ground and returned to the bottom and i was unhurt. We went back into the cottage then i realized that my school principle was forcing us to do this, And he showed us a map which showed that we had to do that another 100 times. For some reason i said to him "The death toll for this exercise is 3!!!!!!!!!" Then he was silent for a bit and he walked away just to come back with portable bowling alleys and lots of pool tables.

In the cottage there were lots of people hanging out, socializing .So i decide to play some bowling with my friend and after playing a bit I decided to stop and play pool instead. But my friend didnt want to so i walked over and played pool.

For some strange reason some of the billiard balls were smaller than ones on another table. So after playing for a bit i woke up.

EDIT: On the night of 12th January 2011

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Not enough sleep tonight but a strange dream that felt like 2 dreams in one happening simultaneously.

On the top-level dream I was seeing the, exceptionally brightly lit, inside of a department store. The sales people were moving things around then I saw a group painting square pillars with all kinds of colorful designs. They were all happy and smiling.

Then there felt like an under-dream to this (there was no visual just feelings or knowledge of it going on) where beings (they didn’t feel alien but maybe people I could not see) where taking out parts of my nonphysical self (in the torso region) and adding parts but they all had to go together flawlessly, so that when I woke they would all function harmoniously. This reconstruction in me seemed to be so that I can be a better functioning person and be able to do more of the things I want to do in life.

The whole experience lasted less than 5 minutes.

In a relationship with R

The last few nights while trying to enter a lucid dream with the same techniques that has worked before, I would either be too tired to focus, or I would become too awake and not able to fall back asleep. The latter is the most annoying.

Things to work on and remember:

- Do not think about trying to fall asleep. This makes it harder to actually fall asleep.
- If my nose is congested, get up and blow it before trying to sleep. Otherwise, it will be a constant distraction.
-Use a thinner blanket. I get too hot with the new down comforter on me, and too cold with off.
- Do not try too hard. It has been difficult to get the right balance of passivity and aggression. I hope with continued, consistent practice, that I will make some progress in this area.
- Continue to work towards the goal of consistent, conscious waking without movement. This should greatly help with staying relaxed enough to re-enter a dream.

A beautiful woman lies naked on an ornate bed sprawled amongst numerous tall stacks of ancient books. I stand shirtless a few feet from the bed and place a few choice books on my shelf. Instead of having sex with the woman I turn away and collect the rest of the books on the bed so that I can return them to the library. Once I arrive at the library I see that it resembles the Akashic Records, which I’ve visited before. The entrance to the Records is spectacular, framed by epic pillars.



I head inside and replace the books and knowledge that I have borrowed and assimilated. I browse the aisles for a bit and stumble upon a specific dream character jerk that causes trouble within the library, and starts shit with random visitors like a bully. I walk by him and ignore him, but he steps in my path and scowls at me.

He tells me to never get in his face. Wanting nothing more than to put him in his place I step up to him and jab my finger at him and “get in his face.” This angers the jerk and we proceed to battle, first hand to hand grappling before it escalates into an epic old school sword fight. We slice and duel amongst the many rows of books throughout the library until I finally defeat him.

As I stand to walk away triumphantly, I realize that I have also been mortally wounded from the battle. I stumble over to the dying jerk I defeated in battle and say “See you in another life, yeah?” I shuffle back to the naked woman in bed, lie next to her, and wake up.

January 12, 2011
I am in a huge baseball stadium. my dad and my mom and my brother are watching a game. we can barely see because we are so high up. i look at the jumbotron instead. when i look back down, we have suddenly teleported to a grade school gym and we are watching my other brother play basketball. his team is losing. he starts to get mad and throws a temper tantrum on the court. he refuses to cover his man and i start going ballistic and yelling at him. at one point he sits on the court. the opposing coach comes over to calm me down and i beat the living shit out of him. then i turn and walk out the door. i have been transported to a dark, neon, clublike setting. in the room to the right is a big bar and a stage at the head of the room. my friend grabs my arm and says lets go to the scary part. scary part? what scary part? we go down a hallway near the entrance and we proceed through a haunted house like area. it is sort of scary. not really though. when i open the door to the exit, i wake up.

Date: 14/1/11
Lucid
Non-Lucid
Tried a VILD last night when I went to bed and when I woke up but they didn't work
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My dream began with Jessie and my family surrounded by people wanting to take us hostage. They were yelling at us. "Now!" Jessie yelled and used her knife to cut loose three or four kites that were tied to posts. I leapt forward and grabbed the end of the kite and Jessie did the same. The kite lifted me up off the ground and I started blowing across the valleys that dipped and rose below me. It was hard to hold on and I kept slipping, I was worried tha tI would fall off before I made it to our safe destination but I managed to hold on. Jessie landed next to me and then my "family" followed. In the dream they were my family but they aren't in real life. My "sister" a dove faced girl held onto her kite but only with one hand and with the other she spread her arms out and assumed a flying position.

Realising that was how you were meant to fly, I tried to do that without a kite but face planted into the ground. My mum and dad landed as well.
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This is sort of a continuation of the other dream.
Rain was bucketing down but I was still at the safe area. Most people ran indoors into the big centre but Vivian and I stayed and got drenched. "What're they doing?" I asked.
"They're calling our grade one class," Vivian said.
I didn't really know why, but I accepted it. "So everyone is going to have to come here?"
"Yep," she nodded.
I thought about that for a second and then headed back towards the centre.

Inside, everyone was drinking warm, milky, sweet drinks. I took one and slurped it up. Then I headed to the cabins that were opposite the centre. The dove-faced girl disappeared from our family and was replaced with my brother, James .My mum, dad and James chose a place for us to set up our things and we had a whole section of the cabins to ourselves. It was actually quite luxurious.
"Auntie Kate is here," my mum told me.
"Really?" I said excitedly and ran towards the centre.
It was no longer raining, instead it was actually quite sunny. I found Auntie Kate at the back of the centre sitting behind a table with a few other people. I went and took a seat next to her, hugged her and said hello.
A mid-aged woman arrived at thte table and looked at me and sighed, "I hope other kids aren't going to come here and want refills," she snapped.
"No, they're not," I said as I realised that I was going to get another one of the hot drinks.
The woman got to work and filled some foam cups with shredded cheese. I was surprised and sort of grossed out - cheese. I hadn't thought that the drinks were made out of cheese.
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Another continuation of the other dream.
Auntie Kate seemed to have disappeared from this dream. I walked into the cabin with Vivian, "This is the best school camp ever!" I said. Vivian nodded and eagerly agreed. Then we split, and I went down to my family's section of the cabin.
"I don't think I'll have a shower today," my mum said to my dad as I passed them.
I hopped into my bunk bed and it was extremely comfy. It was all set up because I had been living there for the past week.

Later on that night there were heaps of people in the showers and I really couldn't be bothered.
"I don't think I'll shower tonight because there are so many people, I'll shower tomorrow mornign," I said to my mum.
"You can't not shower tonight," she said and then introduced various arguments supporting her view.
"But you're not showering tonight," I said and she went silent.
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This was a dream I had after I woke up and was pissed at myself for not going lucid so I thought I'd try again... I wasn't successful.
I walked into a dimly lit room where there stood a beautiful woman who was counselling a boy who looked to be about 17. When she saw me she dismissed him. (Btw, in this dream I was a guy...) "I brought something for you," I said and handed her a skull. Her eyes lit up and she opened a jar and took off the top of the skull. She tipped a runny yellow liquid from the skull into the jar. Then the adolescent boy returned and he was holding a skull which he had taken the top off and was now trying to put it back on upside down.
"Why are you putting it on upside down?" she asked.
"I don't know," the boy said and turned it around. He had watery eyes and looked completely out of it.
"What have you been doing?" she asked him.
"I played a drinking game," he admitted.
"What drinking game?"
"I had to drink this lemon drink and I didn't know what was in it but I got a lot of money," he laughed.
"Why would you drink something if youdidn't know what it was?" she asked. She reached for another skull and tipped more yellow liquid into the jar and continued talking to the boy.

Suddenly the yellow liquid reached the top and she quickly stopped tipping. She smied with satisfactiona and screwed the top on the jar.
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I woke up then and tried to go back into the dream by re-imagining that place but I just fell asleep.
When I next woke up I kept my eyes closed. I was annoyed because my attempt to re-enter the dream had not been successful. I felt my cat, Misha, curled up in my arm and I breathed in but got her cat hair all into my mouth and throat so I opened my eyes spluttering.

When I opened my eyes it was strange. There was no cat, and I did not have any cat hair in my throat. Then I was extra annoyed that I had not done a reality check because it had been an FA... *sigh*

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I'm driving my RX-8 over a mountain pass in the alps.
I think I'm somewhere between Klosters and Davos.
I remember that it's an awesome road. I've never driven it myself, but I've been in my dad's car many times on on this road.
But why am I driving to Italy? Oh... that's right... I'm visiting my parents which are currently staying at an hotel in Tirol.
I keep driving for a bit, the road is empty, I'm the only one on it. The weather is fantastic, the sun is shining but it's not too hot.

Wait... I am driving my beloved sportscar on one of the most awesome roads in the world, it is empty and I am driving slowly???
I RC. I laugh because I became lucid this way, apparently driving slowly is really abnormal for me.
I look at the road ahead of me:



This puts a huge smile on my face. I look in my rear view mirror; no-one there.
I disengage the traction control, put it into second and floor the accelerator.
I love the sound of a rotary engine, the way it revs, how it gains power.
I'm passing 9000rpm and am reminded by a "beep" to change into 3rd.
I keep pushing it and quickly reach 4th, now going slightly downhill.
I can clearly feel the aggressive exhaust tone vibrating in my body, as I am pressed into the seat.

A corner approaches.
I go hard on the brakes, heel-toe downshifting back into second.
It feels easy, everything is obvious. I have perfect control over the car.
Every time I downshift, I hear a loud backfire due to excess fuel burning once it leaves the exhaust.
I love this car...

I keep driving down the mountain pass, staying right at the edge of what the car can do.
It occasionally over-steers, but this is quickly remedied by some counter steer.
The car is very stable, I feel absolutely safe.

I'm joined by a RX-7 FD which joins the road in front of me. He's racing as well.
I try to keep up with him and manage to do so mostly.
He's faster on the straight but I can keep up with him in the corners.
Flames shoot out of his exhaust every time he breaks for a corner, and I know my car does the same. Rotaries are awesome.
We both loose it a bit at one point, while driving over a rather hard to see bump, but quickly regain control after a long drift.

We approach a small town and slow down.
This was fun!


My rx-8 is currently at a workshop because the engine was flooded.
I got a call yesterday evening telling me that they fixed it and it's running fine again.
I can't wait to drive it again, even though I've just been without it for 2 days.

so i had this dream last night, and i feel like i should post it before i forget about it. (again, please ignore all typing errors...)

so my friend laura and i were in school, and we were going from lunch to ap psych class. while we were walking the bell rang, so we were late, but neither of us seemed to care. instead of going to the ap psych classroom, we walked to my japanese classroom. but oddly enough, the class we were going to was gym (which we dont even have senior year), taught by my freshman year gym teacher (lets call him mr. j). when we got inside the classroom, there were no desks, but a dirt floor, and the students were playing football. mr. j yelled at us for being late, but didnt give us a dt or anything. instead he told us to join a team and play. so we played football in the classroom until mr. j decided it was time to take notes on how to play football instead. desks sort of faded in, but in the dream it was like they were always there. we sat down and started taking notes.

suddenly i heard a noise behind me. i turned around and noticed a little onion person (who apparently was a student) having a hiccup attack. the onion person was probably about two feet tall, with an onion for a head and a body made out of an oniony material. after hiccuping for a while, the onion person flew out of its seat and dropped dead to the floor. "god damn it all, there goes another one of thosr onion people!" mr. j proclaimed. he called up a janitor to get rid of the onion persons body on his cell phone, then went over to the body. "hey, you kids want to see what an onion person heart looks like?" he reached into the onion persons layers and pulled out what looked like... an onion (no surprise there). then he peeled it open to reveal that on the inside was a lot of brownish juice, i guess what would be its "blood", but really it looked like rotten veggie puree. mr. j procedes to explain to the class that "all onion people have hearts like this since they come from zedden. thats spelled h-k-x-w." i was about to ask how the hell he came up with that spelling when i woke up.

I'm at work sitting at a round table with one of the kids, DC. He starts scratching the back of his neck and getting agitated so I tell him to calm down.

...

I'm walking along a highway and I'm lost. I think I know which exit to turn down but when I get there, I see other people standing around and realize it wasn't the right one.

So before I went to bed I drank a mixture of green tea and several different b vitamins I think b1 b2 b3 b6 b12 E and C all mixed into apple juicce. It tasted Vile but I drank it all down then I set an alarm for 6 o clock At six I woke up and then turned off the clock to go back to sleep. I am in the dream crawling on a red carpet and then stand up and realize that I am dreaming I guess that this was a WILD. I stand up and apper to be outside my house and sever people one has blonde hair that is what I remember anyways so I forgot to stabilize but it didn't affect it. So I do a reality check anyways I do the nose plug and It works I do the mouth one and it doesn't work I guess my mouth was closed when I sleep. So Then all am thinking is flying so i try to levitate off the ground by putting my hands at m sides and lifting up. It works. Then I think jumping really high so I jump and I do this 3 times each time going higher. The i stand there look up and say the word FLY but nothing happens then I put one arm into the air and say the word FLY and it works I am flying slowly so I shout Faster but the blonde haired guy grabs me by my foot and pulls me down as I reach the hight of my house and i'm like what the fuck so i punch him and then run away down my driveway as I run a group of brown haired people are chasing me so I try to fly again but can only reach the height I got to before. So then I fall to the ground they start beating me up and then I wake up. End of my first lucid

1/13/11 - Secretly Mexican
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I was on YouTube, and noticed a video in my subscriptions box. It was made by an old friend that I haven't seen since 7th grade. I clicked the thumbnail, and was confused by the video that opened. There was a bunch of girls running about on some street, and they were all speaking Spanish. I didn't think my friend could speak Spanish, but lo and behold, the camera panned over and showed her, laughing and saying something that I couldn't understand.

That's all I remember, sorry. ^-^'

I dream much last night, it was rather vivid too. To bad I didn't have time enought to write it down I went up 5:20 in the morning and had to leave so soon so I couldn't write it down .
I just remember I dreamt alot, now I remember it was a fight or something I did run through a building and as I ran everyone turned against me like in the movie inception. The guys who where attacking me did have a foreign accent and I think it was at a party. I where with a friend that has rastas and even after the fights and stuff I still remember it as a happy party. The light level where rather low and it where like it was underground or something.

This night I will dream ALOT beacuse im free from work and will have all the time (nearly) before I need to do something useful.

So, this one is a really lengthy dream, although I recall very little of the actual length. It is a recurring dream, since I dreamed of the beginning of the story yesterday, and it continued today. And the finale is probably from another dream, or they were altogether a massive giant dream, who knows.

I first remember being in a mall with my friends, we were chatting and laughing, at what I did not know what. The next thing I can remember is some sort of lady, dressed in a business-like way, appearing out of nowhere, and the mall starts to turn into a school. One frickin' huge school.
Something happens, class begins, and me and all my friends are now being taught by a very ill-mannered teacher, hm.
This goes on for days, and I don't remember much of the classes we were taking, I think I just chatted with my friends the whole time. That may or may not be true.
One day, going to school, I get lost. This is the time I realize how huge the building was, as I was running for more than 10 minutes around, trying to find my way back to the classroom. As I opened one door, I stepped inside what appeared to be a train station, much like London's train station. Plus, there was a bus moving in the middle of the crowd.

Again, everything gets fuzzy in my memory, and that's when I think I moved to another dream. Or maybe I took another direction in the one I was in.
I was running down some sort of park, full of trees, trying to find something, at the time I was not sure. After much exploring ( The park, I remember now, was a darker version of my town's central park. Much darker, indeed.)
And when I reached the end of the park, I saw what I was looking for. A Small crypt in the left side of the park. Pleased that I'd finally found it, I start to walk in it's direction, the only thought inside my head being "But I've looked here before, how can it be here now?". Reaching the crypt, I see a flair of steps leading downwards, to the very core of the crypt. Next to me, some sort of priest was waiting, his skin was so pale that he looked like a corpse. His face was not well-cared either. He moves his arm towards the steps, as if to tell me to go down there. And that's what I do. Reaching the end of the stairs, what greets me is not some macabre skeleton show like I was hoping it would be, but, guess what, another classroom. With stone chairs. Don't try to make sense out of it, I didn't. The priest walks to the very end of the room, and starts lecturing us in the ways of Lucid Dreaming. Or that's what he said he'd do, but instead he starts to ask random questions, the last one being about mathematics.
That's all I remember, but I'm sure that it lasted through hours, days. Maybe weeks, even.

Yes.
Erm, had 2 zombie dreams in 2 nights, blargh.
First one, was in a building with a couple of other younger children. Seemed to be an army outside, an army of zombies. Well, one of them/someone fired at us, and we had to quickly hide. We ran around, locked ourselves in the bathroom, came back out again, ran to a room that looked a bit like my parents but with an attic.. thing. Well, they find us... and shiz happens.

We're in a house, the curtains drawn, windows shut to prevent the zombies from getting in. A red midget thing/person appears, we seem to converse for a while, and it leaves. We relocate to a place with red mist, quite high altitude(?) with a few weapons. (Oh yeah, also.. there were 3 kids in our group that seemed to have inflatable weapons... wutthefuck.) We find guns, no ammo though... Can't really remember the rest. My recall sucks(0rZ).

Had an LD too.. I think. All I remember is stabilising, while not being able to see anything and being stuck in place. The place reminds me of my room.
END.