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I don't remember the beginning of the dream, but the first thing I DO remember is saying to LostInLA "Okay, I'm going to wake up now." Suddenly everyone around us stopped and stared for a while suddenly turned towards us and started to come after us both.

I presume it was because they think that if I wake up, they will all die.

We were being chased through a kind of miniature city, as in a previous dream. Eventually we got to a balcony. It was cloudy and overcast, raining, and about 5 in the afternoon because it was half-dark.

I was cornered against the railing while my friend ran off another direction. 20 metres (65 feet) below me was a carpark, so I jumped off and tried to land on a car, instead hitting the ground, hard.

I thought "Wow I should be dead," feeling all broken etc. The car I was facing had a silhouette of the driver's seat, but then it changed into a person and so I threw a nearby glass bottle at the window, quickly stood up, and saw a car drive up to me. The car was covered in advertisements for Xbox Kinect and was bright green and pink, compared to the gloomy grey everywhere else.

I got in and LostInLA was in the back. I don't know who the driver was, but we drove away. There was conversation, but I don't remember what was said. Something like "Where can we go? The whole world is gone!"

We turned down a small street which turned out to be a dead end. It was a place where you can launch a boat into the water. In a previous dream, we had driven over this water in a car, because we were going fast enough, and there were no zombies lol. I said "The water is too rough to drive over," and suddenly there was a possessed baby in front of the car, so we started to drive to the left, there the dead end extended to...
And then I woke up D=

After remembering no dreams for many months, I finally have not only a dream, but a long and detailed dream.


This dream starts off in a huge grocery store filled with fresh produce. Some of the aisles and sections of the store are dirt patches that are growing the actual produce. There are many young people working the fields and organizing the aisles as the place has just opened for the first time. The owner, a middle aged man in deniem overalls and a green plaid shirt is at the entrance of the store brainstorming several ideas about making this unique store more accessable and interactive with customers, like letting them harvest their own produce and things like that. There were many interesting and varied ideas but I have forgotten what most of them were.

I enter the store and beeline for the potatoe patch near the front. I have a basket with me and fill it with dirt and then place a line of potatoes, slanted diagonally, on the top, before coving them with dirt. I head for the cola aisle but I cannot get through because many cases of cola have fallen on the floor in a big pile and are blocking the way. All of the cola cases were coloured purple but it was diet colda, not grape cola, that were in the boxes. A bored looking young man is there slowing restacking the boxes but he seems very unenthusiastic about his job and ignores me when I ask if there is another way to get around the pile.

I head back to the front of the store to look at some more vegatables but something happens (I cannot remember what now) which triggers by post-traumatic stress and I fall on my back to the floor. I am conscious, but paralyzed with fear and unresponsive to the curious crowd that gathers around me. No one makes any effort to help me and one young man takes a picture with his camera phone before two young woman enter the store, see what is going on, and carry me to a more secluded spot to recover. I can hear them talking and for some reason they know exactly what has happened to me and know all about my past and post-traumatic stress. One of the young woman is dressed in a "goth" style while the other is dressed like a punk rocker. Though I do not recognize them from anyone I know in real life, in the dream I felt very close to them like I had known them for a long time.

The dream scene changes and it is suddenly night time and we are on a hill, under a broken and abandoned railway bridge in a small town that I do not recognize. The two girls and I are still together but we have grown younger by about eight to ten years and are now children, even though we are still dressed the same. The three of us are street children and are playing amdist the abandoned scaffolding once put up in an effort to repair the bridge, a project long since abandoned. We are not the ony homeless children in the area as there are many running around, but my two friends and I are "new" and don't really know any of the other children yet. Despite being alone in the dark, we are playing carefree. I am on the hill, under some scaffording near the traintracks when a bright light down the tracks catches my attention. I can see the headlight of a large locomotive making its way over the horizon towards the broken bridge. I can see the outline of a long train behind the light, can hear the rumble of the engine, and feel the shaking of the ground, but no one else can see the train and they continue to play as if nothing is there. I become terrified and my post-traumatic stress kicks in and I fall to the ground paralyzed with fear like I did back in the farm grocery store. I do not consciously think it in the dream but I can sense that the approaching ghost train represents something dark from my past and that is what triggers my pts, not the thought of the trains crashing on the broken bridge.

Some children gather around me, including my two friends, but this time they do not realize what is wrong with me. They try to rouse me with teasing and stuff but I am completely paraylayzed, though I am concious and can see and hear everything around me, and I cannot respond. As the train that no one else can see gets closer my feelings of terror and dread grows. As the train passes group of teenagers wanders in from somewhere and one of the boys in the group takes a picture of me laying on the ground because I am so unresponsive and pale that he thinks I am dead. He and his friends are laughing about all the damn homeless kids in the area but the children get defensinve and chase off the teenagers afterwards by ganging up and throwing rocks and debris. As the teens run off the ghost train hits the broken bridge and crashes into the river below, taking half of the bridge with it. I can see, hear and feel everything and it is so overwhelming that I feel like my soul is being extinguished by the terrifying experience. Though the other children could not see or hear the train approaching it suddenly becomes real to them as it crashes into the bridge and they all flee in terror from the twisting metal and train cars piling up on one another under the bridge.

My eyes finally close and I think I pass out or die from fright but I can still hear and feel the train crashing into the river. When what seems like an eternity of the ground violently shaking and the sound of screaming metal finally passes and I open my eyes and can finally move my body again. My friends and some other children are gathered around me trying to wake me up and they want to know why I passed out. I look around and the train is gone and the bridge is back to the way it was before the crash. The night is quiet and still and there is no evidence that there was a train at all. My friends said that I was playing under the scafforlding when I suddenly passed out and they could not wake me for several minutes. Though there is now no train or any physical evidence of it I know my experience of it was real because the memory of it is so vivid in my mind and the numbing terror that I felt is still lingering in my heart and body.

There is a bit more to this dream, something about riding the tops of cars around town, stealing food, and three fire engines driving off or crashing into the broken train bridge, but the details have become to blurred and I cannot remember them.

Sidenote: I decided against polyphasic sleeping. I woke up on time (at 3:30am) and stayed up for an hour but I was so tired and I thought of how exhausted I would be for weeks as I was transitioning and I decided it wasn't worth it. I am going to continue waking up in the night (though about an hour later) as a WBTB.

Dream 1: Pre-Three Thirty
I was with my friend Jacob (who seems to be in all of my dreams right now). We were eating vanilla ice cream that looked kind of lumpy and homemade (like the kind we made in chemistry class with liquid nitrogen). I remember saying something along the lines of "more food?" or "I'm so full but I'll eat this anyways" and I kind of remember seeing a ton of plates of food in front of me. We were sitting at a table in the middle of a square in a European looking city. We were watching the area as if we had been placed in a movie or a book and were watching some story take place, though I can't remember anything happening in front of us and I don't think anything was happening. I also remember Jacob saying "well it's up to you" as if we were deciding what we would do.

Dream 2: Post-Three Thirty
I was in some kind of room with people from my school. My friends Cora and Davida were sitting with me. One of them was sitting on a chair like this, the other was sitting on one of the arms, and I was sitting on the other arm. We were talking and decided to go outside. We were in a square similar to the one I was sitting in with Jacob but instead of being a flat square it had a round "pyramid" (like a round staircase up to a platform). We went back to the room and we were talking to this boy Adam. We went back outside and Adam's ex-girlfriend Hazel was sitting at the top of the stairs. Then we were looking online at some kind of message board about NaNoWriMo winners/losers (Cora and I both attempted NaNoWriMo which ended at midnight and lost).

Fragment- Kiddnapping Investigation
Non-lucid
NonDream Dream Lucid
I only remember flashes of this one.I'm getting out of a black, government SUV in a residential neighborhood. All the houses look very similar. Each is two stories, varying in color slightly from tan to gray with small front yards and large, fenced in backyards. Children's toys are strewn about each houses' backyards. I walk across the street, looking at the second story window of a house as I approach it. I'm being briefed by a man in a black suit and tie who has a discreet earpiece snaking up from his collar. He sort of reminds me of the agents from the matrix, except friendly I'm being told that this is the window from which the girl was taken. Apparently I'm investiaging a kidnapping.

The following I found written in my DJ, however I have limited to no memory on each point
Fragments:
-Kidnappers are extremely good; Very experienced
-Almost had to kill girl (No memory of this)
-Had to use 'Kiddie/Girly' Software to find her because that's what the Company forces their agents to use.

I got the feeeling that I was some sort of freelance agent hired to find this girl. I remember nothing regarding nearly having to kill the girl, and nearly nothing about the kiddie software. All I remember of the software is a pink screen with kittens and flowers on it.

I dream I am in a random house. It may of been a small building. I wasn't to sure when I recalled the dream. I go upstairs and look out the window.

I see that beautiful red sky you usually see in dreams. It was amazing. I come downstairs. On my way down the stairs, I see a woman. She's a bit chubby, middle-aged, and had black hair.

She randomly walks by and goes up to the room I just left. I see my Dad. I freak out. I'm screaming in joy. I see he has a box
with a wireless card in it. I need one for my computer to connect to our network. I'm thanking him and thanking him.

I return upstairs and set it down. Then, joy turns hate. I hear a song on the radio. It's
downstairs, but it's pretty loud. I reconize the chords. A, D, C, A. Then the chorus. D, G, A, A. Then, I hear the lyrics too. Then the solo. I reconize the drums too.

The chords, the solo, the drums, the lyrics...they add up to be a perfect match of MY song! Those f***ers stole my own original song!!! I am now p***ed off. Then, the dream begins to fade until I awake.

From Raven knight:

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.


My dream:

Dogs

I was in a place with a bunch of evil dogs... I had to do something with them to get asuka back or something.

Note: my other dreams also encountered strange barriers when looking for Asuka.

Lucid 1

I was walking around in some city after some things happened. I became lucid when crossing a street. I couldn't remember any goals... only that I wanted to change the dreaming location. I walked along a busy street toward some industrial buildings. I decided to enter the building and find a door to use as a portal.

I walked into the building and came to a staircase. I began walking up flights of stairs. on the first flight the stairs and walls got smaller. I walked up another flight and now at the top of this flight everything was getting even smaller. I ran up a few more flights, each time the stairs, walls, and doorways got smaller. I ran up until it was impossible for me to continue. i looked behind me and saw that the stairs had become a sort of circular slide. I decided to slide down it and leave the place. After sliding down about 16 ft The slide got smaller until I entered a closed off spherical room. I wanted to go up but it was as if I had come from nowhere. I decided just to sleep and leave the dream. I was just trapped now.

Lucid 2

I was on the same intersection as before with my dad and brother and became lucid. I flew up using my feet flapping as wings. i flew over to where the industrial buildings were and landed. Ok so I wasn't going to try that again. I wonder if me and Raven had Saved Asuka by now and restored her memory. So i decided to just walk along the dream and let the dreamscape gradually change until I found asuka. I called out her name loudly a couple of times.

As I walked... I ran into a barrier of cars that were wrecked piled so high that I couldn't continue.I turned around and saw some houses. I wanted to use a door as a portal now to find asuka. so I walked towards the houses, but then the doors vanished. I went around to the back of the house but found a pile of chairs blocking my path... Dammit. i turned around and found myself in someone's house. I have memories of hanging with 2 children here. I went into their living room and transformed into a flying snake. I flew above the children as they watched me transform. I coiled myself above the fireplace. They were both in awe... but I woke up.

Note: Tonight I had plans to meet up with MoSh to place a connection between his inner world to the Hogwarts we have been visiting, but then he told me that someone has been screwing with Asuka's memory and she doesn't even remember him. So the first plan became to restore Asuka's memory. I also had plans to meet up with Kaomea to raise a bit of chaos in a different Hogwarts, specifically one where Professor Umbridge (5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Instructor) deserves to be the object of some amusement. More specifically, never can these two dreams meet! Unfortunately, I once again have only fragmented memories.

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.

Haunted Dungeons
I am at Hogwarts, and this time I am spontaneously lucid, or maybe I just don't recall the time when I became lucid. But at the point where my memories start I am with Kaomea, Fred, and George in some dark corner of the dungeons at Hogwarts. We are all talking about making fools out of Umbridge, Snape, Ubridge, some of the Slytherins, Umbridge… oh, and Umbridge! It is unanimous that every there hates Umbridge beyond all others. Something comes into my mind, I am thinking Kaomea and I can use form shifting to make Umbridge look really retarded, and the effect will last even after we are gone. The situation will be set then for Fred and George to have whatever fun they can get out of it, make a plan? They say they will improvise, that is what they do best. So we start off by sending a fake message from Snape that says he needs to meet with Umbridge immediately. Kaomea and I turn into cats… she turns into Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, I turn into Mrs. Norris. Umbridge comes down into the dungeon shortly later. I, as Mrs. Norris, go over and wind around her legs, which results in her kicking me. I hiss at her. That doesn't fit with all her plates and pictures of cats in her office… but it is also not unexpected. I flip back to my feet, arch my back, and I hiss loudly. Umbridge tells me to shut up, so I start mutating. From the form of a cute little kitty cat I start growing, there are bony spines protruding from my back, and my hissing becomes more malevolent… Before long Umbridge is staring, stunned and terrified, at a face that looks something like this.

She stumbles backwards a couple of feet, then trips and falls on her ass before letting out a horrible sounding scream of pure terror. I hear someone behind me, so I quickly transform back to Mrs. Norris and jump on Umbridge's chest and start purring. Snape enters the hall and sees Umbridge on the floor, cowering, pointing at me and saying to get it away from her, please get it away from her, it's a monster… Snape picks me up by the scruff of the neck and looks at me, he states the obvious, "It's… a… kitty… cat…" in his usual mocking tone. He puts me down and looks at Umbridge with disgust. Umbridge is going on about how I had been a monster just second ago, I respond with a questioning, "Meow?" Snape says, "That's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat… she may be filthy and have fleas, but she is no monster." Umbridge wants to know what Snape wanted to see her for, he says he doesn't and then walks away. Umbridge is visibly shaken, but then she walks down the hall she came from. I see Crookshanks waiting near the end of the hall, Kaomea is going to have some fun with Umbridge. I head down the hall towards them, to see what is going to happen, but this is the last part I remember.

A whole LOT of dream time this night, maybe 3 hours. I got to sleep on time but was tired.

I also think my dreams have been influenced by the news events lately, I have to stop watching the news...

Dream 1 : Teaching My Dog and Cat to Hunt.
Nonlucid
I was out in my backyard and the dog and cat were back there sniffing the ground and stuff as usual but then I saw there was a rabbit between them but they didn't seem to see it! I ran out into the yard and called them over to the rabbit and said "go get it!" a few times. After a bit they got the idea and started to chase it. They caught it and just stood there with their heads down like they were biting at it or something.

Dream 2 : Pink Shirts and Bomb Making
This is a very long dream which I will shorten to get to the best parts.
Partial lucidity
I was coming out from an alleyway and there were a lot of shops here along the street but they were closed and had a strange chain-link type of fencing over them. It was on a small hill and i walked down the hill to a parking lot where it leveled off. I looked at some of the cars here and then an old Italian American type guy came up to me and started asking things about my interest in the car. I was not at all interested in him OR the car and said "no thanks" and walked off.
There was a shop nearby which I walked into and people were sorting electrical stuff from these hand sized bins. I walked around pretending I worked there but really just exploring.
Then I noticed this guy on a step ladder had a pink shirt and black tie. I was taken back by that, and though I said nothing, they heard my thoughts. The guy with the pink shirt looked down at his shirt and looked annoyed and then somehow ripped his shirt off single-handedly tie and all. Then I saw three more guys behind him, also wearing the same things, do the same.
As I walked around I watched them all working but one guy seemed to be sneaky and I thought he was trying to put together parts to make a bomb. I followed him to his work station but the parts there could never make anything much less a bomb.

Dream 3: Taking Down the School
Lucidity was maybe 80%. I knew it was a dream but my mind was not focused clearly.
I found myself in a school. At first I was not sure where I was and had to walk around to get a feel for the place. Every place has a feel for what it is. I was in a middle school office. It was a large office with a big section for seating and kids to play on the floor. A couple of middle schoolers sat in the seats while about 4 younger kids played on the floor. I walked around and got a feeling there was a hostage situation. I didn't get how that could be, the dream world almost never has a staged one time event like that, usually ongoing events that anyone can join at any time and fit right in. Still no one was leaving the school at all so I decided to take a look around.
While contemplating what I wanted to seem like (whether I wanted people to see me as a teacher, school administration, a visitor, or even a student) two boys walked by with one hanging onto the hoody of the one in front of him trying to walk away. Bullying! I stepped out the door and said "You two! In here." and they meekly walked inside the office area. Another office woman came up behind me and said "thanks" smiling. I could feel that she thought I was a teacher so I figured that's what I'll be.
I walked around and around, through halls and rooms, sometime they paid me attention sometimes not but no one seemed to feel like there were hostages anywhere so I took the long walk back up to the front of the school. I sat in a office across the way with those window-walls where the top is glass and the bottom is a very short wall. I thought if I could make all the windows break then everyone would have a reason to leave and then at least if there was a danger they would be safe. I used my telekinesis to pull on the windows but they didn't break or even rattle. This was really weird, actually impossible, how come the windows were resisting my powers without even trying? So I tried again even harder this time, still nothing. Then I noticed there was a door, and part of its doorway, that had warped towards me. No one noticed the door or my gesturing, I needed to do more, much more. I pulled hard on the door and everything around it, then looked. The door was way out of shape and the ceiling was bending down and towards me and still no one was noticing me as I sat amongst other people in this office. I went all out, using two hands I telekinetically pulled a huge amount of the building, bringing the ceiling way over and half the school and it was beginning to look like it may collapse as there were snapping and cracking noises! I didn't want to become a victim of my own success so this damage would have to do but no one noticed a thing. This is not strange since dreamers usually don't notice anything is strange till they wake up, just last night I dremn't of serving lunch in a shoe and thought nothing about it. I would have to start something, so I got up and said "We have to leave!" while thinking about the ceiling caving in. Three people noticed me and turned their heads as I spoke. They started leaving and then other followed them, we were all headed out! I held back from the doors a bit, the trouble makers should not be the first one out. I just thought they might know me or what I did; when your lucid you find it hard to think that others are not. On my way out the door I tried to hold the door for others but there were people who felt they were in charge doing that and the administrative type holding the door didn't let me hold it so I walked with the others. Everyone was grouping up outside like during a fire drill which is what it felt like and I felt that most people thought it was. I stood by a couple of women at the far end of the school and feeling pretty good about my mass exit I decided to say "wow they did a great job [getting everyone out] didn't they?" They agreed and one woman in a slight German accent said "yes." I looked at the side of the school and it was straight not bent over like I thought it should be.

Okay this is about the third time this month ive tried WILD it didnt work till this afternoon and HOLY SHIX, it was clearer than irl, i swear to god if it was irl i would of crapped myself. Here i was, alone in my basement, first part of the dream bam 12-gauge shotgun in my hand, AND WHAM, WHAM, WHAM, next thing i know im in the wall shooting this 12 gauge like a madman at the HUGE meaty fleshy thing.
i mean i am pumping the shells out so fast it sounded like a machinegun, so this thing falls its just like BOOM, it was like 9 feet tall andi m like WTF JUST HAPPENED?!?!? WHERE AM I?? and then i check my signs like i usually do when crazy shix like that happens ( oh yeah happens all the damn time) and so i hear like 3 people running down these stairs and here i am reloading and im like OH CRAP OH CRAP, the door opens im ready to shoot and its my mom, dad, and bro, all carrying guns (cant relly rember who had what) and they start freaking out, and dream fades...
it was black for a couple seconds and then here we are riding in whats sorta like a army jeep? and im maning the machine gun on the top, thinking WTH IS GOING ON? so I ask rembering social dosnt have anything in lucid dreams ( YEAHHHH) and they tell me where in the middle of a goddamn full blown zombie appocaplypse, and so im like well then this lucid dream just got EPPPICCC.
so im like well i hope no zombies apear out of the distance to come attack us and we find a military bunker full of provisions and ammunition. and would you look at that zombies and a bunker huh wonder why. so the dreams just goes on with me killing these super zombies just firing and firing and killing and it WAS THE MOST AMAZING DREAM EVER!!!! it was relly funny cuz i scared my mom when i woke up i was screaming DIE YOU BASTERDS and she came running in i had to explain she was like thats cool!

I found this website yesterday, after finding a wikipedia page on lucid dreaming.
I thought wow, this sounds amazing. [Ended up signing up today]

So I researched further.. techniques on how to become lucid, reality checks, things you can do everyday to help you further.

I found something that said it's harder to WILD at night.
But me, being over-excited, decided to try it anyway.

So I lay in bed, dead still, for maybe 15 minutes, and bam.
I got what I think was the 'wave' I read about.

But I thought, isnt there supposed to be a urge to move?
So I thought, na, I won't give up yet.

I think another 10 - 15 minutes later, is when I wanted move. Badly.
After it subsided, I was relieved, but nothing was happening.
I got that urge maybe 5 - 10 minutes after, again.

After that subsided I lay there, unmoved, relitivtly calm, for another 10 - 20 minutes.

But that's when I gave up, and decided to move, and go to sleep.


Then I was having dream, but I didn't realise at first because although I was in some sort of indoor-camp-playground place. I thought I was supposed to be there.

I can't remember much, but I remember controling what I was saying to someone.
That's when I kinda realised.
So then I thought of "reality checks".

I remembered one being looking at your hands, so I did.
My left hand had two extra fingers on the left side, and another two on the right side.
My right hand looked like, it had that photo-booth yin-yang-swirly effect on it. They were both a bit blurry.
I started becoming very happy, but not over-excited because I heard that can wake you up.
I made one more reality check.. by pinching my nose, and blowing.. the air some-how went straight through.

Now this was pretty amazing to me..
but I didn't have much control, like I've read,
I would also say it was "bad quality"
It was unclear what everything was about, the things around me as well, I do remember there being individual people, but it's all blurred together now trying to remember.
Other than the hands, and the basic idea of where I was, I can only remember snips, small snips, and even they are hard to explain.
I know it happened, I just.. can't remember.

That's my first experience with lucid dreams.

Non-dream Dream Lucid-Dream


This was a lucid nightmare I had last night. I thought It was pretty interesting so I'm going to post it here.

I was walking around a mall. The mall was HUGE. I suddenly became lucid. I was walking around looking at how real everything was, I walked to the end of one of the aisles and came up to a big window. I looked out the window and saw a bunch of trees. Almost looked like a jungle out there. I saw a black thing in the distance. It started getting closer... oh no, oh god no, It was slender man.

I freaked out. he was coming at me on all is tentacles. I started backing away, not knowing what to do. He rammed his whole body through the window with a thrust of his tentacles. He was coming at me. I kicked him right in his fa-... Oh wait. He has no face. I kicked him in the front of his head as hard as I could. The dream faded, suddenly I was in a new dream, I was still lucid. I was in the passenger seat of a car and some one else was driving. We were out in the desert. about 50 slender mans were roaming around. I was kind of terrified. The dream faded there.

Nomad weird

I was on Lonewolf's forum or something. and saw a bunch of posts where Nomad was talking to the people from there. I found it rather odd.

Asuka Forgets.


I vaguely remember walking back to some sort of new agey store where Asuka didn't recognize me. I was a bit worried she would think I am a creep or something. Anyway I walk in and notice free coffee so I take some free coffee and start talking to her. She has a child at the store. She seems to be trying to be nice but she doesn't recognize who I am.

A present from Dumbledore

I'm in my bedroom when a strange package flies in through my window. It says out loud, "A present from Dumbledore." and then plops on the bed. I think "Why would dumbledore send me a present?" I look on the package and it reads "To Robert's Double."

My double? I then conclude that Dumbledore must know that I am a dream body in his world... hence my : double. and I must be my double because Dumbledore sent it specifically to me. I open it and fine a note that reads, "Wear this when you participate in the Tri-Wizard Martial arts competition."

I unravel the outfit and it's a fighting Kimono with a dragon on the back. It looks cool.

Lucid 1

I was walking around in some city after some things happened. I became lucid when crossing a street. I couldn't remember any goals... only that I wanted to change the dreaming location. I walked along a busy street toward some industrial buildings. I decided to enter the building and find a door to use as a portal.

I walked into the building and came to a staircase. I began walking up flights of stairs. on the first flight the stairs and walls got smaller. I walked up another flight and now at the top of this flight everything was getting even smaller. I ran up a few more flights, each time the stairs, walls, and doorways got smaller. I ran up until it was impossible for me to continue. i looked behind me and saw that the stairs had become a sort of circular slide. I decided to slide down it and leave the place. After sliding down about 16 ft The slide got smaller until I entered a closed off spherical room. I wanted to go up but it was as if I had come from nowhere. I decided just to sleep and leave the dream. I was just trapped now.

Lucid 2

I was on the same intersection as before with my dad and brother and became lucid. I flew up using my feet flapping as wings. i flew over to where the industrial buildings were and landed. Ok so I wasn't going to try that again. I wonder if me and Raven had Saved Asuka by now and restored her memory. So i decided to just walk along the dream and let the dreamscape gradually change until I found asuka. I called out her name loudly a couple of times.

As I walked... I ran into a barrier of cars that were wrecked piled so high that I couldn't continue.I turned around and saw some houses. I wanted to use a door as a portal now to find asuka. so I walked towards the houses, but then the doors vanished. I went around to the back of the house but found a pile of chairs blocking my path... Dammit. i turned around and found myself in someone's house. I have memories of hanging with 2 children here. I went into their living room and transformed into a flying snake. I flew above the children as they watched me transform. I coiled myself above the fireplace. They were both in awe... but I woke up.

writing

I was writing a letter to the children explaining that even though their world is solid. Since I am a dream body, that I can do magic. that's why I was able to transform.

Dogs

I was in a place with a bunch of evil dogs... I had to do something with them to get asuka back or something.

Asuka


I was walking away with Asuka and she was covered in black stuff. I told her we had to change the dream and when we would do that she would be fully healed. I somehow persuaded her. We went through a portal and wound up in an old town. Asuka looked bright and shiny again. She was a japanese girl with a cute round face. I put my arm around her as we walked and I commented on how much better she looked... everything would be ok now

12.01.10

So I slept from about 3:30 'till 7:00, shared breakfast with my mother, read haiku and reviewed my DJ and goals after a shower and tea, then at 9:30 I return to bed and sleep until 12:30

3:30-7:00 Dreams
Dream of a man [which I fade in and out of perspectives] swimming in turbulent ice cold water near a cornered wooden dock, trying to retrieve an object fallen in the water of apparant great importance [grasping] He gets so close and then the dream fades. The scene switches to an army-esque situation with a bunch of men sitting in uniform in the back of a tan truck. Tom Hanks stands up and starts to talk directed at me, the man he saved apparantly "I had my papers and was all packed up ready to ship out, then this fat idiot here comes along [and I wind up saving him] so here I am now today.. I even read this damn book of yours too.. First one in 12 years." [apparantly he had been dismissed before and this meritious action got him his title back?]

Similar fragment travelling underground in a huge square tunnel constructed out of sandstone bricks, some other sort of army experience involving prisoners.

Fragment of a video game shopping mania! In some generic looking superstore like K-mart, and see hundreds of SNES and oldschool console games lined in white wired baskets.. I experience a mixture of seeing and also experiencing various facets of playing and being a character in many different games like donkey kong, kirby, megaman.. very cool actually.

9:30-12:30 Dreams
I wake in my bed and do a noseplug RC and it succeeds and I verify that I am dreaming. I repeat slowly and steadily to myself that I am dreaming. I walk downstairs and am in a house I used to live in.. in the kitchen is a boy named Ben that I was friends with during the time that I lived at the house. He sees me arrives downstairs and immediately walks out the back glass door without saying a word to me. I walk outside onto a short wooden deck, and Ben has walked up a sloping hill and walked behind a tree, kind of watching me from the shadows of the far side of the tree. Two dogs, one long haired with white brown and black colors and a slender face, the other completely white are trotting towards the woods and I consider following them but do not with to enter the woods at that time. Instead I tun to my left and climb up another steep hill on all fours, soaking in the remarkable texture of the grass and slight dampness of the soil beneath. Over my shoulder I hear Ben call out "HEY!" kind of like saying "Where are you going?" but at this point I forget my intention to ineract with DCs and ignore him, the call is far off sounding anyway and I assumed he would've only distracted me [from doing what exactly I'm not sure]. I get to the top of the hill and get into a hot tub. From a nice colonial style house a woman in a bathing suit comes running out toward me calling my name. A she comes toward me I try to transform her into a different character which vaguely succeeds, as my dream fades away.

At this point I am in what I believe has been labeled "the void", a transitioning point between dreams.. I hold onto my awareness in the dark, and focus on the fact that I am dreaming and another dream will arise. I open my eyes in my own bed and RC successfully and find I am still dreaming. I get up and go to leave my room as I did in the last lucid but my heavy oak dresser is halfway blocking the door, and I cannot open it. I take this as a sign. I slow down and stop trying to move and explore, I notice that my wall is completely covered from top to bottom in art works done by my sister who is a terrific artist and also my own drawings and paintings, most of them framed in black matte paper. I feel cold without a shirt so I open my closet and put on a long sleeved shirt while laughing at myself for layering up in a dream. I decide the dresser is a test for me to pass through walls. So I focus my concentration on walking through the wall, and visualize the space on the other side of it, and successfully walk through it with absolutely no resistance! I didn't even feel the wall at all. The bathroom light is on in front of me.

I look to my right and strangely enough there are two other Me, sitting infont of a balcony on a blue couch slightly lowered into the ground like a theatre. The two Me are just looking at me, and [I guess since I had "Bad Romance" stuck in my head for whatever reason earlier in the day] I think of dancing and start singing Bad Romance, and the other two Me also start to get down still sitting on the couch! haha! So we're all dancing together and that's very fun, I consider going over and actually dancing with myself breifly but am still focused on mastering passing through walls. I look back at the wall to my room and intentionally fail passing through just to see what that feels like, and I just kind of run into it.. doesn't hurt, bounce back a bit. Then I actually focus on passing through and this time run right through it.

At this point the dream fades and I have another FA, this time brief and I don't recognize it. I imagine my phone going off [and it looks completely accurate, even the numbers and background and the song]. I'm recalling all the dreams I've had in detail in my bed and then I'm suddenly sitting at breakfeast with my father who is talking loudly and it annoys me since it becomes harder to concentrate.. then another FA where I look at my phone and a website similar to DV is on the screen on my browser. I close the tab and the phone says I still have ten minutes till my alarm goes off... I fall back asleep then feel myself sink into my physical body.

Funny thing though - halfway through writing in my DJ I realize that the phone check may have been a FA, so I look at my phone and it says that I still have 10 minutes left before the alarm goes off.. totally weird huh? Just like the last FA.

After this I sleep again for another 90 minute cycle, and have a non-lucid that feels like it lasted for about 30 full minutes with almost no lapse in conciousness, and with complete recall. Longest dream I've recorded yet.

I also had another lucid yesterday during a nap, though it was very vague in my memory when I woke up, very little lucidity just walking through rooms alone. Had an FA I failed to recognize, though I was very suspicious the whole time and was investigating my surroundings intently and even tried to fly [crashed on my head hahah] but didn't believe I could. I was looking at the room for physics defying features and didn't find any, but failed to notice that the elevation of the second floor was only like a half floor, and that the main room was incredibly larger than it actually is though all the furniture was still there.

These lucids I've recorded here were MILD induced nap/WBTB. I also have been practicing with WakingNomads meditation technique given to him by his DG Zaphor involving cycling the power between your three states [astral dream and physical] while also adding my own twist of cycling and balancing the energy between the three dream states [lucid, non-lucid, deep sleep] within that outer circle. It has enabled me to feel my energy body as a distinct entity for the first time. Salutations to Zaphor!

So yup. Awesome. Seeing myself in dreams was really a fun experience. When I see myself again I will remember to place priority on interacting with myself.
Hope everyone had a great holiday and fabulous lucids!

This dream was a lot different than ones i've had before. I dont remember how it started but what i remember was for some reason i was dreaming that i was holding a gun like in call of duty and i was running around shooting my friends and getting shot. When someone died they would respawn just like in the game. This continued for a while until my dream just randomly switched to an big grass field exactly like the one in my elementary school (which seems to be a recuring element in my dreams.) One of my friends takes out an eye drop bottle and begins squirting liquid into his eyes. He then tells us that it is LSD or Acid. He throws the bottle down and me and my friend begin fighting for the last drops still in the bottle. I take it first and squirt it into my eye. I look down at the ground and i guess i begin to trip (i havnt tried LSD before) the grass on the ground begins to turn different colors and i begin to laugh. When i look all around me there is a dark and dead forest. Almost like a horror movie. There is fog all around me and i begin walking down a pathway and my alarm suddenly wakes me up at 3 a.m. I wrote down what i dreamed about and went back to sleep. When i am asleep again i can remember driving down a long road with large buildings all around us. I think i am driving with a couple of friends and a family member. I think that im in my dreams version of Las Vegas where i used to live. We slowly drive by a movie theater and see large signs. One of them is a movie from a long time ago called Blue Velvet. We decide to go watch it but i cant remember going in the theater or going out. I woke up at 6 thinking its time to get ready but instead i went back to sleep. I can remember walking around and a friend was behind me. He wanted to fight and so i turned around and we began fighting i can remember winning the fight but i dont remember the actual fight. I woke up late for school and had to leave.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of November 18-19, 2010.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in a theater, watching a film that turns out to be really scary and disturbing. The film begins with one Congressman sitting behind his desk in his office, while another is standing in front of his desk, calling him out on his shenanigans. The one behind the desk dies of a heart attack a few seconds after the one standing up finishes ranting. The ranter then starts an investigation of the one who died.

At this point, the film's narrator says, "The more he found, the more he refused to see." The Congressman performing the investigation stays in one place [I think it may have been the dead one's office, but I'm not positive] for such a long time that he eventually survives by cannibalism. One of the things he finds while investigating is a bag of marijuana, which he goes through, looking for cigarette butts. At the end of the film, there is a message from his family, left in vinyl-cling letters on the window: he got out and is now getting help.

The film ends, and I exit the theater and walk down the long flight of wide steps leading up to it. The theater is located inside Disneyland. [I've been having dreams featuring bizarre versions of Disneyland since I was a child, but this one really takes bizarre to a new level.] It's a beautiful, sunny afternoon. I walk through Fantasyland and into Toontown; the two share a long, open border with each other, with no transition point or hard line of demarcation between them. Riding on a moving walkway, I go past a turnaround mechanism for the Skyway - the big wheel that keeps the cable with all the buckets attached to it moving and allows the buckets to turn around and go back the other way. It is at ground level. The cable is there, has buckets attached to it, and is moving, but there's no loading/unloading station there, just the turnaround mechanism, all by itself.

I walk past Mickey's house. The path through Toontown dead-ends into a section of the queue for the Roger Rabbit ride. I decide I might as well stay there and get in line, now that I'm there; it was only about 4:00 P.M. the last time I looked at the time, so I have plenty of time to enjoy myself. [D'oh! Should have RCed.] I get in line, walking through an opening into the enclosed, indoor space where the queue is. I walk past a group of Cast Members who are singing a barbershop-quartet rendition of "Stray Cat Strut." I wait for them to finish, then tell them that I know where I'm supposed to go to get to the back of the line, and I'm not taking cuts in the line. They understand and let me pass. One of the Cast Members lets me get in line in front of him. This puts me in line directly behind Gary Coleman and some other little people. We introduce ourselves to each other politely; he goes first. I realize that I'm dreaming just as it's ending, when it's too late to do anything; I can already feel my real body.

I'm at a high school, in a room that has chairs in it, but no desks (possibly the drama classroom). One DC is talking at great length to a group of other DCs on the subject of her facial reconstruction surgery. I pull up a chair, joining the group, and listen. I introduce myself to the DC who has been talking. As we're shaking hands, she introduces herself to me as Anne-Marie. She says that she's ugly, and I automatically answer, "No, you're not." [She reminds me a little bit of real-life friend Dawn B. from college, now that I think of it.] She has dirty-blond hair in a ponytail, pale skin, and sunken, brown eyes. She has a black eye on one of them. I know nothing about her appearance is her fault, though, and I like people to be happy with themselves, so that's why I told her she wasn't ugly. In reply to my denial that she's ugly, she says, "Oh, are you another furry?" I answer, "No, but I am an anime fan." I know that she's an anime fan, too. We chat a bit more, and the conversation ends with our agreeing to eat lunch together.

At the end of the conversation, I have another “Oh, yeah, I'm dreaming” moment. The realization comes easily and naturally, the only specific trigger being that I'm in an unfamiliar place. [I had been MILDing again, so when I found myself lucid dreaming, I accepted and realized it readily because it was what I was expecting.] I take a look around. The classroom is irregularly-shaped, high-ceilinged, and sunlit from skylights. Visual clarity is good. I get down on the floor to feel the carpet, which is short, institutional, and gray. I start crawling on the carpet through the room, remarking to myself aloud: “I don't have any energy today. It's my own fault; I should have gone to bed earlier.” My dream body feels just as tired and sluggish as I know my real one does at this early hour of the morning. I've never experienced this in a lucid dream before, so I find it strange, so I comment on it and come up with a logical explanation for it.

“Why am I wearing this heavy backpack, anyway?” I say to myself, because, I realize, I am wearing one. It feels just like the ones I carried in junior high and high school, so it must be full of textbooks. I take it off, one strap at a time, and let it roll off my back and onto the floor. “That's better... a little,” I say. I can feel the absence of its weight, and I feel a little less tired, but not totally back to normal.

There is a full-length mirror on one side of the room. I stand up and go to look at myself in it. My hair is wavy again, and this time, it reaches all the way to my waist. “Oh, cool!” I say. “That's so pretty! I've always wanted it to be like this!” [While it certainly was pretty, I know very well that actually having hair that long would be really impractical... but, yeah, there evidently is a part of my mind that misses having long hair.] I'm wearing a bright sky-blue T-shirt with pink hearts and gold and silver swirls and sparkles on it, and a long, blue denim wraparound skirt. While looking at my reflection in the mirror, I reach for the outer flap of my skirt with my hands and try to touch it, but I can't feel anything there. When I look down at the skirt itself and try again, though, I can feel it. [That's a pretty cool and interesting difference between dreams and reality, and more (anecdotal) evidence that whatever you concentrate your direct perception on, your mind works harder to create.] I woke up after that.