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I am standing about 6ft. away from a big metal electric gate. It is the kind of gate that slides. Behind the gate is a huge forest. I realize I am dreaming and that this is my opportunity to complete the task from class. I try to reality check and look at my hands but they are not clear. I do other reality checks but none are difinitive. I decide to fly over the gate but I am unable to move. I feel like I am blocked.

I am packing my case in a hotel room. I am feeling confused about doing this. We then join a big group of people all walking in the same direction and we all have luggage with us.

It is early in the morning (about 4:00am). We are at my house. There is a bunch of women sitting in my family room and I go to the kitchen to find some food for them. I only have a few nuts which I put in a small dish. I then go to a back room and serve four bowls of soup. I drop one of the bowls of soup and make a big mess. We are then in a hotel lobby sitting at a low table. I pull something out of a drawer and eat it. I immediately spit it out.

My husband is interviewing a woman. He asks her who is taking care of her kids and she says her Mom is. We get her Mom on the phone and it is decided that we will Skype her.

I am in a hotel and see that a child has a knife that looks dangerous. The parents take the knife away from him. I go up to my hotel room and my two cats are with me. I let them play in the hallway outside our room. My black cat is running up a carpeted wall which has a ledge on top. He sits on the ledge which is about halfway up the wall. My grey cat copies him. I see that more cats are coming to join them and they are all black and white. As more and more cats arrive, I tell my husband that we must bring our cats into the room and that he should grab Earl and I will get Blackie.

I am in my childhood neighborhood. I see a man standing on a street corner and he looks menacing and suspicious. He starts to chase me and I realize that he has a gun. I run into a store and there is a man behind the counter and one customer. I say to the customer to lock the door immediately. He fumbles with the lock a bit but manages to lock it. I go into a small back room to hide. My sister is in the room which has a window. I tell my sister to stay close to the ground so the gunman will not see us through the window. Suddenly, very loud booming gunshots ring out and we are very afraid.

I am a small child. My mother is at a big event. I say to my sister that we should go and see our Mum. We go and she is sitting at a table with her friends whom I recognize. My Mum is very young and looks beautiful. She is pleased to see us and waves to us from across the room.

EASY

[] Have my first proper lucid dream
[x] Recall 3-4 dreams per night
[x] Talk about lucid dreaming in a non lucid dream with another DC
[x] Have a false awakening

HARD

[] Control my dreams
[] Find my dream guide
[] Convince another DC that we are in a dream
[] Have LDs 2-3 times a week

FUN THINGS

[] Fly to Mt Everest
[] Have sex
[] Become Voldemort and duel Dumbledore
[] Go inside MW2 and get a nuke :L
[] Kill every DC i see
[] Fly to space
[] Become a transformer
[] Bomb my school
[] Have a tea party with hitler
[] Have another lucid dream inside a lucid dream
[] Become God
[] Fight my sub-conscious and win

Dream length: 1 hour+
Technique used: MILD/WILD, DEILD
Lucid non-lucid

My first dream started at a casino, not much of a casino, as much as an arcade. I was with my mom and dad and I knew it was a dream from the beginning.

I was with a few friends. This arcade was like an amusement park... it felt extremely familiar, I think I've been there in a past dream, but while going through the dream, I commented on how I felt that I had already dreamed my whole life, and now I'm living through it as a Deja vu.

This one was quite long, and despite lucidity, I mostly played games with my friends/cousins. I know I've been there before. We were gonna play something called daredevil, it was a sort of amusement ride based on the movie. We already tried it a few minutes earlier, they changed it into a virtual shooting game. I thought it was a race game, and got through it the quickest, third place out of 5, the game counted on how many things you shot/collected.

Afterwards, we went into my cousins trailer for a few minutes, talked about some stuff, went back outside and sat in what seemed to be a poker game table. It lifted up and started spinning around, and moving all over the arcade. I could feel the gravity from the spin pushing me back in my seat, and I was still curious as to why there weren't seatbelts the whole time. Right when it was over (about a minute) I noticed there were seatbelts, but nobody used them.

I played a few other arcade games, but nothing very fun/important.

I woke up. I at first tried to WILD, but I'm not sure if I switched to a MILD, or just... don't remember the WILD.

Regardless, I was in a casino, a real casino. I don't remember anything but the end of the dream, although I was lucid the whole time. It was dark and rainy, and I saw the white house right over there, only a hundred feet or so. I had to attack it. I was with George bush and his secretary, and I zoomed over to the white house. It seemed like I had to do this before midnight. Me and a sidekick cat went over there (I never saw the cat I only knew it was there). I was at the roof of another building, and the two people were there. I could see there health/power above there heads, each 10,00, me and my cat only had 4,000. I snuck right before there eyes, and within five seconds, shot them each five times with an imaginary pea shooter, ziplined over to the bottom, andthe zipline fell, and I jumped up, and in the jump, pea-shot them each two more times, and finished them off with an finger gun shot. 0, 0. Both me and my cat had 4,000 health still.

I sort of made a new transportation system at this point. It was basically I had thought of myself as a box, floating around, dreamscaping to get where I wanted. I used this as my main transportation through the next couple dreams. I went back to where I was before, GB and his secretary were still there, and they didn't know about what just happened. I lost lucidity and bragged to them about taking down the presidency.

I woke up and DEILDed back into a dream at the casino.

I walked around for like 5-10 seconds with my mom and dad, and found a machine that was... interesting. I can't remember what it was called, but it had 4 bowling balls on each side, and a miniature bowling set up as the table of it, but then it had a small vibratory penis-tip-inserter thing. I tried it out, felt good, but not great. My mom said "I'm not paying for it" I thought hahah, DCs don't know everythings free, then she asked if it felt good, and I (not weirded out in the slightest) said yeah it feels pretty good. The dream started to fade.

At this point, I moved my RL arm, but it didn't seem to stop the process of DEILDing back into that scene.

I left the thing, I was thinking of something that could feel better, and I thought sex would feel better, but a machine that covered the whole thing with feel better, like a man-vibrator.

Anyway, at this point I started going up to people and asking if they thought it was cool that I was the "Dream master" and I shouted it, but no one said anything, I went up to a little kid and asked, and he said "indeed" and I asked something else to the same effect and he said "indeed". I decided to train. I never trained in my dreams, especially not lately. I talked to my dad, and I told him I could protect him. He seems to have some problems in his dreams, amazing recall, high level lucidity, and no control. His dreams are half nightmares.

We went into a room, and I started levitating objects. Just using TK for fun sorta. He thought it was great. I was doing kind bad at it, it took me a sec and then I couldn't do anything like juggle with them midair or anything. I got a tennis ball, I figured it would be easier to TK cause it was solid, as opposed to the floating balloon I was doing before. I controlled it easily, and finally got the hang of shooting stuff at things with TK. I was holding a tennis ball above my hands, and it started turning black, and everything else started turning black, but the tennis ball still stood out.

I woke up, and immediately DEILDed back into the same room.

I went back into the casino, and thought I should learn to fight. First though, I was playing aorund with my new transportation system. Without having a body, I moved very quickly (like I said, feeling like a sort of box like thing) and tried to run over someone. I hit them over once, then again, then went through them intentionally, then got back to business. There were no dangerous people around, and no monsters, then I figured, duh, if I start fighting, they'll fight back. So I punched a guy in the face. He tried punching me back and I dodged. This guy had crazy moves, but I was better. Eventually two other guys joined in, and I had fun fighting with them. I felt badass, especially during one part where everything went slow mo as I did a backflip to avoid three roundhouse kicks at different heights.

I felt that in a shared dream fight, slo mo wouldn't work so I turned it off, it only happened once more during the fight. Eventually the dream faded (after only 2 minuted of fighting) but I woke up and DEILDed back into it, decidedly not fighting though. I went to go talk to my dad.

I talked to him, and he was impressed, highly impressed, he said if I could come protect him nightly, he would give me basically anything, and that he would triple or quadruple my allowance (this happened to be a sadistic joke, as I don't have an allowance). He sounded ecstatic about it though.

The scene changed, I was with 4 other dreamers. I can't recall them all, but I remember we were on some sort of ride. Someone commented on how everyone takes note of the dreaming aspect, and the speed, but everyone forgets to mention that you get wet on it. We were in a waterfall like thing, and when we came out, I was back, low on the ground, and they all said something to the effect of "You remind us of monk owsoo" I asked why, and they pointed to a Buddhist monk in an orange robe with a cross-like necklace, he looked fairly old, and they said "He was the first to bring up astral travel." I thought about how all dreams are astral travel, and I woke up.

This combination of dreams lasted well over an hour, but my first dream was at 9:00, and I kept DEILDing through 1:00.

The energy felt the same as my last shared dream with my dad, and I find it likely that he was there. This was essentially the first time I DEILDed, but very useful, and I enjoy it completely. I think I got the hang of it. It was also my first few dreams in which I actually fought with DCs. I never fought with them before, even though I only fought physically, I felt it was a good run.

There was some kind of natural disaster and so, we had to leave by helicopter. After a short ride, we were dropped off at some kind of mall.

I instantly have to go to the bathroom. I find one and go into a stall, do my business, and go to the sink. There's a line, though, so I just look around in the bathroom. There's skylights, and through the window I can see cloudy grey sky and rain dropping down onto them. There's a man and his young son in the bathroom, talking quietly. I'm not sure what they're saying.

I go over to the sink and I notice there are hair catchers in all of them. I think this is odd, but I don't push more. I wash my hands and dry them and leave the bathroom, heading to the bookstore.

There's only a couple of people in there, and I'm looking for a book, but I can't remember the title. So I'm searching around, hoping I'll see the title I'm looking for.

I see a lot of books on vampires, and the supernatural, and stuff like that. I flip through them, don't have a lot of trouble reading them. They have a lot of pictures in them, and some are interesting. A woman dressed in purple with a mask on, a fog-covered bridge, a woman standing in a kitchen watching as an octopus attacks her sister.

I leave the bookstore, annoyed at not finding what I wanted, and pass six hispanic guys. The dream shifts from me to them.

They talk about this skit they have to do. One mentions that it might help boost morale and distract people. One guy doesn't really want to do it, but can't fault with his friend's arguments. They go to the food court, where a stage has been put up, and get into position.

The dream faded out and I woke up.

So i was dreaming that i was on a little deserted island.. the island looked like something you'd see in cartoons.. You know perfect little circle that consisted of one palm tree and me.. Nothing was happening in the dream i was literally just standing there
untill i said "I'm sick of this dream" and decided to find a way to wake myself up ..
So i ended up putting my head in the water calmly and waiting for a shark to bite my head off so i would wake up from the dream LOL.. sure enough i woke up ..pretty amused as well

Amazing OBE -- I'm sleeping in the basement of my grandparents house when I actually go to sleep. I had already slept for about 7 hours, just going back for a nap. After falling asleep I wake up very groggily and climb over the foosball table, slowly. I had risen from the same position that I fell asleep. I'm not sure of the details, but I went to the bathroom and at some point it dawned upon me.. I thought in my mind " I can't believe that I didn't lucid dream... Unless I'm dreaming right now!" I then did a reality check, I held my nose and tried to breath through it, and I could breath clearly even with my nose pinched shut. I found that every time I did this, the dreamworld became more clear and more real. I walked upstairs to find a totally different architecture in the house. It was unbelievable.... It was so vivid and real that I was forced to reality check every minute so that I wouldn't forget it was a dream. I decided I wanted to do something extreme, so after checking again and again to make sure it was a dream, I ran out the front window and flew out over the river. I became so excited and my heart was racing so fast because it was so lifelike... My eyes opened and there I was, back in the basement, awake in real life.*

Got up this morning at 6, listening to shitty late 80's pop with the usual cheesy intro riff and a high bpm loop of the same 10 second vocals. As it turns out, the entrance to a city marathon is right outside of the apartment I was in. Their idea of "workout music." After about two hours of being angry about it the race starts and the music stops and I go try to go back to bed, race announcer infrequently interjecting an otherwise smooth contemplation of descent. Before I hit delta wave, I was thinking how I'd escape if the apartment suddenly toppled. No intention of really sleeping or dreaming.

I felt the vibrations anyway, to my glee. I haven't recognized dream entry in a long time. After about a minute, the scene materialized as a false awakening, I was alone in a double-bed setup. I reality check, just to make sure, and then begin exploring the dream apartment. Pretty much the same, a bit cleaner, brighter carpets and more floorspace. I make my way to the balcony to jump. I start hovering, and look up at the sky. Completely overcast and bright, just as in waking life. I float away from the balcony. . .

My boyfriend wakes me, I feel exiting vibrations as he pounces on me, tugs an arm, wrenching me from the dream. I shake it off, audibly and grumpily tell him to back off. The louse cuddles right on top of me, and I settle back in.

It's... Still a dream? I didn't reopen my eyes for the scene to appear. There's someone on top of me, but it's not my boyfriend. This guy's taller, older by a few years, brown-haired, skinny, with rectangular facial definition. I stare at him a moment and fear flashes through his eyes as we both realize: we have to fight, as he's an impostor! He dashes out the bedroom and exits the apartment, slamming a door which I can't unlock. I can hear the elevator. Unperturbed, I jump off the balcony in a dive, the sky is murderous grey here, and the buildings are greater in quantity and more densely packed. I see For Sale signs on some apartment buildings, including the one I was in, as I descend. I land softly, on my feet. He's just now exiting through the front. I need a weapon, something with range. I reach behind me and whip out a bow and three arrows, firing them in quick succession, missing twice and hitting the third against a shield which he conjured. The bow morphs into a boomerang, which I throw. He jumps supernaturally over it. I fly up to avoid having to catch the weapon's hefty return. As it turns out, he can fly, too.

There's no fear here. Neither of us are afraid. I'm in it for the hunt, the adventure. He knows he's a minute dream character and will cease to exist after I wake, save in this dream journal.

But he chooses to run. He meanders under bridges and through smaller and smaller alleys, places with ceilings I can't fly through. I follow on foot, and spawn throwing stars. We're in a clearing with cement brick tiles and an outdoor cafe surrounding an open center. I can't throw the stars there. Instead, I fling them into the air, knowing by self-fulfilling lucid dream prophesy the exact points at which they'll land. Time for a new weapon. How 'bout a longsword? I know shit about swordfighting, by the way, he no longer had a shield but another two-handed sword, smaller, lighter. I'm nearly out-maneuvered when the ninja stars land, tearing a rip in the cloth of his shoulder, distracting him such that his sword disintegrates under one whack with my new hammer. He flees. Typical.

I follow, it's now a footrace with that announcer guy from the real world. People are watching us, which seems to amuse him for a bit, but ultimately he leads me out of the city. We turn one more corner, and suddenly he's gone. I take the time to materialize a weapon I do know how to use: a pistol. Amazingly it morphs right between my palms as I made my hands into a fake gun. I take off the safety, peer around the corner, business end of the weapon never leaving the direction of sight. The man comes into view again, and runs into a white domeish building at the end of a heavily-treed (mature trees everywhere, creating shade from the now blasting golden sun) parking lot. I follow in, of course. I slow my pace to a walk. I know what room he's in. The building is completely empty, like a house but with a big, auditorium room at the end. Bright maple flooring, polishes and clean, with sunbeams draping generously on the floor, through tall windows, coming from both east and west sides of the building. I've still got my pistol at hand. He's cornered in that last room. I cross the doorway and he appears out from behind a spiral staircase. He looks at my pistol, at his own, and nods. We meet each other in the middle of the floor, turn around, and start stepping. Annoyingly, with each step I drew toward the duel, I shifted back into the waking world...

I had my second lucid dream last night, another DILD after WBTB.
I got up around 4 am, and stayed up for about half an hour. When I went back to bed, I found it really hard to get back to sleep. I kept drifting off and then coming back awake. Then I fell asleep, woke up, and when I rolled over my boyfriend was sleeping beside me. Considering my boyfriend is in an entirely different city right now, I knew that wasn't right, and did an RC. Of course, I was dreaming.

I got up out of my bed, and was determined to get outside. First I tried to just change my surroundings, but when that wasn't working, I decided to just go up the stairs and out the front door. But when I turned towards the stairs, the entire room was packed with furniture like a barrier. I tried moving it by hand, but everytime I had a piece moved out of the way, when I turned back, it was back where it had started. I tried to move it by telekinesis, but everytime I picked up a piece of furniture, it seemed to be lifting out of an exact replica of itself that stayed in the same place.
I was getting frustrated and didn't want to ruin the dream, so I just looked for something in the room to entertain myself with. I grabbed my steel bedframe, and started bending it into different patterns. It moved in my hands like playdough, which was a pretty neat experience.
I still wanted to get outside, so I decided to just climb out the window above my bed. I started walking across my mattress, but before I reached the window, I woke up.

I dont think I'd consider this one quite as successful as the first one(the first was definitely more fun, if nothing else) but every lucid dream is a step in the right direction!


Unfortunately my recall the rest of the night was awful. The only other thing I remember is a man finding a dinosaur egg in his basement, and hatching it on his couch.

Lucidity: 3/10
Vividness: 5/10
Length: ~5 Min.

OK, this one happened right after the other one. Again with the saying to myself repeatedly "I will have a lucid dream." So the dream started out at school and I was trying to talk with my friend Swazy. Then the next thing I knew I was walking by a house and I saw a girl that didn't look like Swazy, then I told her that I would make it up to her if she'd let me in. So we started to walk around the house and I was like "Hey, I don't remember coming here? Am I dreaming?" So I checked my hand and sure enough. The '9' that's usually there wasn't.

So I basically went along with everything that happened. Here's what happened. So we continued to walk around the house and I was like "how are we going to get on that roof?" Then I saw a ladder and I told that girl "Hey, we could go up on the ladder." So I ran towards it and climbed up. Then I was on the roof and waiting for that GUY? (yeah, she turned into a little 8 year old looking boy) To go in his bedroom window. I thought we were to going to go in the one to the left of the house so I tried to earthbend and make a little platform to land on. But it didn't work. We weren't going into that one anyways. We were going in the one to the right of the house. So when we got in I looked back at him and sure enough he was a little kid, so I tried to change him and I made him look like an old lady. Not what I was going for. I was like "wow, wow, wow, OK that's really bad." Then I saw a computer and I tried to look up Brittney Spears (I kinda forgot there's no internet.) But it didn't work. The dream faded away and I was back into the waking world.