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I had a dream.

The Facebook Killer (non-lucid)

I am in my bedroom. I see a candle and the melting wax. It looks like a horse and I am reminded of the aTotM but do nothing. I look out my window and see a helicopter land and a heavy geared policeman. I think I might be dreaming and try to phase through the window. It doesn't work so I go wake my parents.

"The police are here." I yell into their room.

We all go back into my room and peak out the window. There is something going on at the neighbor's around the corner. We hear gunshots and stuff. The dream continues and we look out different windows and the cops come to the front of the neighborhoo.

After awhile, we learn they are after Homer Simpson aka the Facebook Killer. He recently updated a patch that allows him to switch hair color. The dream ends when us leaving our house and walking away from the excitement.

I was in department store shopping for clothes. There were some guys in there cutting up and making fun of people. I just ignored them as best I could. Then I see my ex and ignore her too. Then she's suddenly in front of me wanting me to hold her. I try to avoid but moves too fast. Then I give in. I think of A and wonder about her. This is not right. [COLOR="blue"]Then I realized it was a dream anyway[/COLOR] and started making out with her and taking clothes off. My mind warped us to a private place on a bed. Then suddenly she says "no nope not going to do this." and started to get her clothes back on. I wake up.

Ok so this was an awesome dream. I was a catgirl. But I wasn't just any ordinary catgirl. I was a catgirl I made up. Her name is Ichigo Chidori.

Anyway, this is what happened in the dream. Apparently I stole something (Ichigo is a theif of sorts) and I was running from some people (cops probably). We were on some roof tops and there was a giant construction site going on. There was a huge platform with a crane on it (it looked almost like an oil rig, but smaller). I took a running jump and managed to grab onto the crane and swing myself onto the oil rig-like platform. However when I did that, I somehow managed to knock the crane over. So I just kind of stood there and watched it fall over while everyone was scrambling to get away. I was just kind of like "Uhh...oops?"

Unfortunately that's where my dream pretty much ended. It was fun while it lasted though. I seem to have a lot of dreams of me being the opposite sex though...

[I]Deep Dream State[/I]

I am floating over a strange alien landscape. Everything is a pale red, reminding me of quartz with red minerals or maybe red algae growing in it.

I see a fat red lizard curled in a circle. She looks up at me. Her eyes flash purple, and she flicks out a purple tongue... Mother?

She crawls off a clutch of leathery eggs, glowing violet from the inside. One of the eggs vibrates, and I burst forth and scream... a little demon baby. The red lizard turns into a humanoid demon, and picks me up. She looks at me lovingly, and gives me a piece of fresh meat.

***

I am in demon school. I play mean pranks on the other demon children. I am rewarded with the title Class Bully. All the other demon children hate me. I eat their anger and hate, and grow in power. I get all the hot demoness chicks in high school, because I am such an asshole.

I get into an Ivy League demon college and study quantum physics. I realize nothing is everything and everything is nothing. Right. I fly through the roof. My professors yell at me and shake their fists. I fire red energy at them. I land, then walk slowly through the college, burning it down with huge flames shooting out of my hands. For this, I receive a medal from the president.

Then, my girlfriend dies. Well, she becomes an angel. THAT BITCH!

I become dark and sullen. I burrow into the earth. I make myself into a pupa. I pupate underground. I crawl out, and am a Moon Moth. All the other demons are Moon Moths. Do we always do this? Once in a blue moon!

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a generic mall with gray, gray, and more gray, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I was standing in front of a children's center, which contained an indoor play structure with covered bars, colorful mats, and different tubes to play around in.

However, it was only a one-floor type structure, and the ceiling was low, probably only three feet from the ground. Since there was no cashier or counter of any sort, I decided to just go in and look around. It looked like your average play structure with climbing ropes, soft rectangular pieces to move around, and the likes. I crawled around for a while, dodging the odd kid who crossed my path, and then decided to leave.

I got close to the entrance and suddenly an alarm went off; it sounded like a fire bell. A lady, probably in her late twenties, walked up to me (I guess the ceiling raised or something, because it would've been impossible to stand up in there), and gestured to get back further into the structure.

"What? I was just going in there for a few minutes, I can leave," I told her, rather annoyed. I looked in front of me and noticed there was a thin black wire going from one side of the entrance to the other. There was also a silver mesh gate blocking the entire entranceway. I turned around and crawled back into the structure, muttering, "a**hole".

My first lucid dream seemed like a good occasion to start my dream journal here.

I didn't expect last night to be the night I'd finally go lucid. My dream recall (and sleep habits in general) have been pretty bad the last couple days.

I don't remember much of what happened before I was lucid, I just remember that I stepped out of my house and into my driveway. That was when I looked down at my hands and saw that I had thumbs and forefingers, but my other three fingers on each hand were missing. I knew immediately that I was dreaming, and heard "Oh my god, I'm in a dream" as if I had screamed it. The dream almost collapsed at that point. There was a loud roar in my ears and I felt as if I were sinking into the ground. To stabilize it, I closed my eyes and spun in a circle while rubbing my hands together. When I opened my eyes again, I was still in my driveway, but everything had settled down again.
I walked into my backyard, looking for something to do now that I knew I was dreaming. I found a rock the size of my fist sitting beside a fence, and I lifted it without my hands, in a way that felt like telekinesis(as I imagine it at least). The rock fell back to the ground and I lifted a smaller one in the same way, and flung it over the fence. I turned around and saw the wooden 2x4s that border the patio stones in my back yard. Again without using my hands, I hoisted one up out of the earth, and dropped it back down. I was going to try to lift my truck in the same way, but since the truck was about as big as an elephant when I turned around and looked at it, I decided not to push my luck.
Trying to decide what else to do, I ran out to the front of my house and started running as fast as I could down the street. I decided I was going to fly. Still running, I leapt into the air... and promptly fell flat on my face on the pavement. Apparently, I'm not ready for flying yet, haha.
I got back to my feet, and started touching the leaves of a nearby tree with my hands. I turned every leaf that I touched shriveled and brown. This entertained me for quite some time, until I woke up. I didn't notice the dream collapsing. I just opened my eyes, and I was in my bed.

I'm pretty impressed with my first experience with lucidity. I can't wait to get to the really fun shit.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Since ski hills are near impossible to describe, especially from a first-person point of view, I'll begin by describing the top of the hill, which was the size of a small house.

It was the middle of the day, the sky was blue and there were little to no clouds in the sky. I was on the top of a ski hill that had irregularly-shaped mounds of snow everywhere, and was dotted with pine trees, especially near the edges. It looked pretty natural. There was one path, a few meters wide, that traveled along the top of the hill and went down the side. This was one ski path that you could take to the bottom. My friends and I, around ten of us, were all on the top and wondering which path we should take. I looked behind us and saw the second ski path. I couldn't see what either of the paths were like, and there were no ski hill signs, so we decided to take a chance and go down the second one.

I watched as my friends (all wearing skis and jackets, no ski pants) went down the side of the mountain, which curled pretty quickly. I pushed off with my skis and went down; I suddenly realized that the hill was a straight 90-degree drop! I felt something fasten against my waist, like a belt, and I began to accelerate down the hill. My skis weren't planted on the snow, but instead I was floating a few inches away. I was in the middle of the group the whole way down; some people were ahead of me while others fell behind.

The situation cut off before I got to the bottom, but I ended up on another ski hill (probably in the same dream). It was still day, but this time, I was in the middle of a wide ski hill edged by pine trees, and it was a very gradual slope, probably twenty degrees. Someone passed me on skis, and I knew it was my friend. The ski hill curved, and beyond the curve was hidden by trees, so I didn't know what was past that. I decided to go down too, and see what was behind it.

I began to ski and as I rounded the corner, I saw a massive flood at the bottom of the hill. There were pieces of snow sticking out of the water, as well as a few small icebergs floating. There were a couple of people scattered around the base of the mountain, out of the water. I kept going and had to really stomp on my skis to avoid flying into the water at the bottom. I looked around for my friend, and she was nowhere to be found. I continued to scan the area and noticed ski tracks going back up the mountain; my gaze followed them and I saw her standing where I used to be on the hill. "Oh, come on!" I said, slightly exasperated.

1. I was hired by my 9th grade history teacher to make chocolate-dipped fruit (???). I started making chocolate strawberries, while he make apple pies. He left for a little bit and told me to continue working. Instead, I left and went driving around the city. Little did I know he had spies throughout the city that were tracking where I went. Once I realized this, I quickly went back to the house, but I got lost and couldn't find the kitchen. I ended up in the library of the house, and there were zombies there. Then I remember something about a roller coaster and monkey bars, but I don't know anything specific about that part of the dream.

2. I was standing outside of a castle where Skindred was having a concert. As I went near the castle I realized that it was a dream. The whole dream was just a blur anyway, so I knew that there was no point in even trying to get the dream to stay lucid. I rubbed my hands together, but it didn't help.

I am at a party. There are half naked women making out. I find this a little odd, and annoying for some reason. I leave and go outside. I am a futuristic city.

There are couple dressed oddly making out. One is a huge Samoan man in a green dress, and a little White woman. Air cars fly by... some strange alien creature hops past and grins at me...

Okay... Am I dreaming?

I pinch my nose shut, yet I can breathe.[COLOR="blue"] I am dreaming.
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[COLOR="blue"]Of course I am dreaming! Of course I am dreaming! I fly up into the sky. I am above the ocean. Hmm... what should I do next? Aha! I am going to fly to Angel and visit her in a dream! I fly toward the horizon. There is a beautiful storm cloud about to rain in front of me, lit up by the setting sun. It is amazingly detailed, orange, blue, grey, white, pink... Wait, I am flying west. I should be flying east to her in Florida. Okay...

I turn around and fly the other way. The storm is in front of me. DOH. This storm is in my way!

I look up. I see a hole in the sky forming above me. Oh, right, well, nothing between me and the Moon. I'll fly there and see if I can meet Raven. No, not fly. That will take too long. I can teleport. I can teleport! Right. I can teleport to Angel. I close my eyes and think of my girlfriend. I open them. [/COLOR]

I am in bed. Awake. DOH! :doh:

I am super excited this morning to share that I've had a DILD, my first one since joining the forums! What's very interesting is how this LD came about, I'll give what I recall from the series of dreams that led to it here:

The first dream was a long, brutal one - I was held captive in a maximum-security prison that was also a ship, but I knew I was innocent. I recall a couple of scary, brutally realistic scenes including one where a guard held a gun at me and told me to "start counting" bc they wanted to make sure I wasn't harmful. Luckily, he didn't shoot. (Thinking back, it would have ruined everything if he did!)

I found an audio device on this ship, from which I was able to send a message to someone that would help me escape. From there I don't really recall how it happened, but we broke free and got to land to run for our lives.

Just as I was escaping, BOOM - I woke up.. Or did I? I thought I had woken up, but then I was talking to someone who I couldn't see bc it was totally dark. I said, "I am going back under" kinda Inception-style..

As I "went back under," another dream formed where I was on a ship that looked like a bus steering toward a larger cruiseliner-sized ship. I guess the false awakening had triggered the logical part of my brain, bc it gave me inspiration to do an RC... Unfortunately, my right hand had 5 fingers. BUT, my left hand looked weird and had another tiny finger growing in front of my eyes out of my pinky - I really had failed an RC (the first time ever for me, since previously I gained lucidity randomly and just kept it moving) and I was LDing!

I rechecked both hands just to make sure - yup, it was a dream! I got excited that I had finally caught myself in a dream, but stayed calm enough to remain asleep. Once we got next to the cruise ship, I decided to explore and do what I want bc, hey it's my dream. I hopped onto the cruise ship and went into a door leading up some stairs, suddenly there were tons of dream characters around me. One asked me something about shoes, which I repeated back to her in an annoyed tone - I guess I felt a dream power trip! Since I was annoyed, I tried to slap a guy in front of me but my hand was slow so he backed away in time.

I got a little ambitious at this point, I could have just explored the dream to see what I'd find - but I wanted to know I was in complete control. So, of course, I wanted to try to have sex. I guess I got a little greedy bc the moment I found a beautiful dream woman and tried, I woke up..

However, I really just had another false awakening, where a friend's voice and another voice were talking about the sequence of events that happened to me, saying that I had to go thru a horrible experience (prison) to gain full freedom, awareness and awakening (escaping prison, false awakening and LD). I agreed, but I wanted more - I told them I was "going back under." Only this time, it turned out that I woke up - in real life.


I apologize for the length, I wanted to describe my LD even though it was a very short one. It happened after a couple of days where I've been doubting my ability to LD, now I'm back in action! I would analyze the dream, but I think it speaks for itself and I'm actually going back to sleep soon to try WILD. I can't even imagine 2 LD's in one week let alone one day, but you and I both know that we are damn sure going to try our hardest, me especially after my first LD in about 2 months!

Sweet dreams all!!

-DC

School starts back tomorrow. The summer sure does fly by!

Fragments:
Kristen has gone sort of loopy. Saying that she is a clone and lost herself in another plane of existence. I think she has been brainwashed by some boot camp she has gone to, so I vow to rescue her.

I get my ears pierced and spend the rest of the dream searching for earrings before the holes heal shut.

Trying to pick up a squirming goldfish.

Steven barges into my room and starts breaking things. I punch him in the face.

I am in my husband's office trying to tidy it up and keep finding little leather covers for cell phones and other gadgets. I am then in another office which I do not recognize from RL and cleaning out a low cupboard.

This is bad. Again today I didnt manage to keep still after waking up one single time at seven. My excuse this time is that my cycle was messed up and I was both excited and tired, of course because of Adam Lambert. But as im running out of excuses and my previous success is slowly fading away, I am staying positive. I truly believe DEILD is my key to becoming a dream god, as it fits me so well. But until I manage to keep still in the morning, results will be close to none. What scares me is when I try to focus on a technique like this one, my recall is completely crushed. In fact, the only thing I remember from last night is how Alex sent me a message about what he could put in his luggage. I look on my cell to find out that message was imaginary. Deceptive? Yes. But im keeping my hopes up. I thought that maybe by putting a sleep mask I could control my eyes being closed and focus on movement. But that would include revealing my LD attempts to my parents while putting my hopes in a technique that is far from proven. If only I could recall while practicing at least I would feel satisfied when waking up. That is not the case, however. Using MP3s looks very attractive, as well as vitamin B6 and 12. But until I become a full fledged, dream every night oneironaut pro kickass master, lucid dreaming will be kept far from anyone excluding me. The final countdown has begun. I have only 15 nights ahead of me before school begins again, and until then I must fly. Thats my goal. Until I reach that goal, I will double my efforts and literally LIVE THE DREAM. I will combine all the techniques I have learned and my hard work will prove successful. It has to. Otherwise it will just get harder after school begins. That is why I will put all the chances on my side by doing both DILD and DEILD. No time for WILD and I cant do MILD since I must keep my mantra for stayin still. Whats left? Hope is all thats left.

Countdown to school: 15 Nights

I am in my old childhood neighborhood in England. I am driving correctly on the left side of the road and realize that the road I am on has been changed since I was last there. There is a filter to go left but I want to go straight ahead. As I am in the filter lane, I illegally go straight ahead and am stopped by a female cop.

I am out of my car talking to the policewoman and thinking about how I can get myself out of getting a ticket. I look closely at her uniform and realize that it is strange looking. All the badges are very faded. It suddenly occurs to me that this is a fake cop and I walk away while she is talking and get in my car and drive away.

I should have known I was dreaming when I realized it was a fake cop.

i was being outcast by my friends. i had this pile of paper that i was going to light on fire and everyone was worried something bad would happen. so i decided to jump onto the pile which was suddenly a small island in the middle of this sewage, dark lake. the entire dream had a dark, dirty feel to it. i cant remember much.

i was at nancys house and trying to bake a cake. robert was there heating up food. i was looking at a mirror that opened up to search the internet, and i remember telling someone that you could go online with anything these days. monika showed up and everyone was surprised, she was dressed real nice. i talked to alli on the phone and mentioned seeing her and we had a good talk and she told me that she was seeing someone, that it had been so long, and i said that was okay. her sister was there along with another friend, at nancys, and it made me feel uncomfortable.
we went out to the pool and i was invisible, carson and monika were talking about me and how i could let go of anger so easily. monika said one time she came out to the pool and i was just floating there, on fire, and then all of a sudden my hair was wet. this realy shocked carson, they started to kiss. then i appeared and said i saw them. i said they could kiss if i could have sex with monika while they did it. i devided i couldnt do this and instead of kept pushing their heads underwater. then i drowned them. during this time i felt like i was invisible. i could see their bodies floating in the pool from up above and i went inside to where i had a son, he was asleep so i layed him on the couch and was going to lay with him so they would not think i drowned them, but instead i got up and went to the table. i picked up this device that had two scrolls hidden inside it, along with a key, and was shaped like a cross. I started walking down the street barefoot, to bury it. while i was doing this a narration was going on about how they had this all planned from the beginning. the scrolls read the truth of their lives, about how one of them was abandoned by her parents when she was young, etc..
i passed two kids [18yrs.]leading a group of younger boys[10yrs.], down the road. the young boys were repeating what the older boys were saying, it was a religious procession and they were dressed very nicely. they were chanting things i cannot remember but i chimed in something along the lines of 'to get a real life' and the young boys imitated it, which the older boys laughed at. at the back of the line were to quiete older clergy men, dressed as how the pope dressed. a white van drove past me with plants in the back and ran through a cast iron gate and then i remembered that either this was a dream that showed the perspectives of different people, [as if, i watch the van crash through the gate. then i am viewing things from the drivers perspective and he takes it to the next scene. then when he gets to the house i am watching it through the person who is at the house' perspective]. or that i recently had a dream which was that way and that this dream was melding into that one.
i bury the item with the hidden scrolls in it and think of how i know who is going to find it, a young girl that was in a previous dream i had. then i wake up.