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when i started dreaming i was in the middle of the ocean, i looked down and saw 3 huge great white sharks at this point i was nonlucid, so i was extremly scared lol. they started circling under me, so i swam in one direction for as long as i could trying to find land or a boat or anything. then eventually i found land, but the scene changed, i was in tha movie jaws haha, one of the sharks were literally rite behind me and i swam as fast as i could(which wasnt that fast bc i was dreaming) i was just about to climb out of the water but the latter broke(like in the movie), the shark came up behind me and bit my leg off:/, at this time i figured out it was a dream kind of, well i was hoping it was a dream lol then i looked back to see if the other one was coming, and of course it was,, rite befor it bit my other leg i woke upp thank god lol! that was my scarriest nightmare so farr haha, but thats jus cuz i hate great whitess>:/ lol

July 17, 2010
Slept sometime between 1am and 11am

Muppet show drama
There was a Miss Piggy like character named Holly, who the other muppets were trying to get rid of. I'm not sure how they reckoned this, but if they could get Holly to jump on the trampolene 10 times, it would mean she had to leave. I watched them set up the act, and she stopped on a couple of occasions. Some other muppets were jumping with her, encouraging her to keep going. She completed her 10, but I woke up during the point they told her it meant she had to leave the show.

At a gym
Working out. Or so my notes tell me

Money stress
I remember us vaguely being at a house, first. Dad is stressing over our money situation. We all go out to a Donair place and each contribute to the bill.

Boyfriend troubles
I find my boyfriend is still sleeping, but he's set up his bed in the closet.
"Wake up, you need to get your day started," I tell him.
"I can't," he says.
"Well, then I can't pretend like things are okay between us," I said. He positions his head in a way that I can kiss him, but I ignore it and walk out.

I talk with his mum and my mum about something, but I can't recall what.

i was riding in the car with alex and brie and i was in the back seat of the car. we were riding around st.pete and we drove past a school with a bunch of kids in front of it. i asked brie who was in the passengers seat if we could switch seats cause i usually sat in the passengers seat. i said to her "can i sit there? because it won't seem real to me unless i sit in the front seat". that is when i transitioned over into lucid dreaming because i realized that the experience was not real. i immediately looked at my hands to make sure i was dreaming. when i looked at them i could only see them very faintly, and i mostly just saw spots of color every where, it almost looked like stained glass. i really can't remember much after that...just waking up.

i dont remember much...but i realized i was lucid dreaming and i could feel myself lying in my bed, i felt very heavy. i was lying on the floor with kaylene and brie, and there were little bits of clutter on the floor. kaylene had a bun in her hair and i had the urge to pull it. at this point in the dream i felt kind of aroused so i decided to try and think of someone i found attractive, and while searching in my brain i felt like i was going to wake up so i quickly thought of something irrational so i could continue my lucid dreaming. i remember imagining that i was a ceiling fan and that i was slowly spinning in circles, and it felt very pleasant. then i began to dream about my sim thornton wolff. i dreamed he had no shirt on and i wanted to have sex with him in my dream but i couldn't focus and then the last thing i can remember was hearing my mom cry, and i thought it was real so i woke up to check on my mom. she was not crying.

i was in a town where everything was a pale shade of yellow and blues. the cars, the bikes, the houses. everything was neatly manicured and 'where it should be'. the cars were all rounded and the bikes as well, everything looked cartoonish and bubbly, the colors 2d. the hills were very steep and we were on bikes, i was following a young boy and girl. they would ride down the hills on their bikes with no care in the world, where as i applied the brakes and had some fear, though on the last hill i rode it to the bottom. gravity and other laws of the world did not seem to apply, as i slowed down gently and quickly when i applied my brakes instead of slamming into the house at the end of the road. i separated from them and was riding around in backyards. many of them had pools. at one yard they had what looked like a small bridge going over their pool, i tried to bunny hop onto the bridge as it wasn't connected on the sides and fell into the pool. the water was forcing me to the other side of the pool into what felt like a suction, at that end. i felt that if i didnt get out i would be sucked down into it. i managed to climb out and was dripping wet. i left the bike in the pool and went wandering. in-between two houses i came to a very small area which had broken bricks on the ground and green moss and grass, i remember thinking this is the first time i saw vivid colors. it felt as if the entire town was a set-up, a fake place, and that i found an area that they hand't gotten to yet. [in a dream the previous night i was in a town that felt the same way, although dark, and came to an area that felt more 'real' than the one i was in].hopping around in the water were little fish and i wanted to grab one to show to the kids, for some reason this was important [like i had to show them that vivid life existed]. i continued wandering and eventually found the kids. we went into a building which is where their father worked and on the table in the building was a small birthday cake, i ate some with my hands, thinking it didn't really matter if i followed rules of etiquette. i went wandering room to room. in the first room was a young girl of 15 who was laying on the bed touching herself, fully dressed. she had just gotten off the phone with who i thought was her bf. i remember lifting up her shirt as she looked at me charmingly. i left that room and looked into the next room and saw a man holding a baby lying on the bed next to who i assumed was his wife and behind them, an older woman, who was staring at me vacantly, but not positively, as if i had invaded their space or that she knew i didn't belong in this reality. i shut the door and went to the next one which had a man and woman, about 19, spooning each other. out of the last room walked a young naked black girl, who i directed to the room with the other young girl, who by now was openly masturbating. i started to feel like this was a dream while thinking that if i stayed, and came, that i couldn't remember where i was sleeping and did not want to make noises or night-emissions in my clothing in my sleep if i was somewhere that wasn't 'appropriate'[a friends house or the like]. i left them and walked outside. i asked the father how i wake up from the dream and he told me to say Letter, 'like the kind you mail bombs in', though he pronounced it 'letteh'. i gave it a try though i did not wake up. i went outside and met with a young blond girl with straight bangs. i started to fly by the same motions of swimming and we floated into the air. we were flying around and i felt very free, knowing i could do anything. i told her as much and as we were flying i told her "look around, it is the sea". i closed my eyes and when i opened them again we were above the sea with sailboats beneath us. i imagined boston and then we started to approach it, though a boston that was more dark and dirty feeling. as we started to come down, on a highway, i told her we could do anything and jump as high as we wanted. we jumped onto a building which was moving up and down and started to run through them. i eventually lost the girl and came to an area where Mallory was working. she was setting up shelves in what looked like a fine foods warehouse. her boss told me that i could not interact with her, as she was working. i walked over to her to tell her i was dreaming and when i went to kiss her, i woke up.

before that dream i remember sitting in a place that resembled coolidge st [previous apartment], there was a cute blond girl there that i was interested in. she had spent the night, as we had a big sleepover, and left her bag. i was waiting beside it for her to return and we started talking. i remember watching her from afar the night before, preoccupied with something that i can not now remember.

next thing i know i am at a baseball field with my brother and his father. they are pitching mounds of grass to me which i am hitting with a baseball bat. further away is a group of younger teen boys and girl all flirting with each other. i tried to hit them with the balls but continued to miss and could see one of the girls sliding her shorts to the side and touching herself. my brother and i laughed about this.

earlier than that i was at a family party, though not my own family, the gaucher family[my step-brothers side], watching old home videos that eddie[step-dads brother] had made. we were sitting around a tv eating food, my sandwhich kept coming undone, someone handed it to me and it was a mess.

we were crossing a body of water on a small boat, my brother his father, i and a girl. there were many bubbles in the middle with white water, as if there was liquid nitrogen in it. as we made it to the other side we saw a deserted town with broken down cars and buildings everywhere we looked. my brother was there as well as his father. we were looking around for weapons, vehicles, answers. we saw a few people who were wearing masks and did our best to avoid them. after a while more and more people started to appear, they all said that they woke u in this place and had no idea how they got there. there was one plot of land that was 'normal', a man was on it and ignored us, as if we were on a movie set and were just actors. it resembled a gas station and there were camera crew lights, the man was dressed very proffesionally and I felt that something was amiss, as if I was on the verge of becoming aware that I was dreaming. I walked away and we found a building with cats in it, the cats were talking to us and it was very 'off' feeling. as we stepped over this invisible boundary, necklaces we were wearing and had not noticed until then started to vibrate on my brother and another guest. they said that they heard a voice say something in a riddle, along the lines of 'now you are trapped'. my brother, after looking around the house, wanted to leave as i did. the energy was not right. Bennet [old roommate] was playing guitar and looked sad, said he was not leaving and I got the impression he would stay there until he died, playing a sad song. we tried to pass the invisible boundary and my brother could not, though i could as well as the girl that came with us.

friday night dream.
I was walking with corey and told him that the night before i had a dream in which he was shooting at me, and asked him why he was doing this. i then realized that i did not have this dream and felt a moment of confusion as i couldnt quite grasp that this dream had occured in reality, and not in my dream life.

thursday night dream.

#1, i was walking by a house which had a few of my friends in it. there was a tall, skinny black man who was picking a fight with my friends and his friends started to beat them up. i went to the neighbors looking for help and a large black man came to the door and told me he couldnt help. by the time i went back over to the house my friends were in they had beaten up the black boy. his chest was caved in but he was still breathing and i told them that we were now going to get into trouble. I had a feeling he would be okay and walked out, feeling bad that I was not able to help him or stop the fight and that I had left to get someone else to help.

#2 i was shot at by corey [old friend I havent spoken to in some time] and my brother robert. i kept asking them why they were shooting at me, being very emotional about it, yet they wouldn't answer me/didn't know why. then a gang came into the yard we were standing in with guns and bags of money and chased down carson [gf] and i, we ran through fence after fence to avoid them. the gang ended up getting killed and i walked up to corey and told him he should give me some of the money in the bags for shooting at me. The scene resembled a prison yard.

DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTIONLUCID

I am in a house, in what looks to be my grandparent's house... Well, I am with this girl in there, and aparently, for some reason, we have to stay in the house forever . Well, she started making this really gross but pretty food. It looked kind of like that painty thing with the paint on it, but it was metal, and there were circles that went down in it. She started making this really gross concoction in it. It was all rainbow, different colors in each spot, and it was over heat, boiling. Some of them had 2 colors mingled together. Well, I tried some, and it tasted like disgusting BREAD! Then, I went to the front porch, and I saw my grandparents and parents. I then became lucid, probably because of them.

So when i was in the hospital I was waken up so much that my sleeps have been very light, and also it was hard to have a deep sleep when everything is beeping. I was really happy because I heard this loud noise or deep vibrations in my head, it was only for a second, but I wonder if that was my body going into SP, or what, and if it was how do I make it last longer?

Yesss! My 2nd LD. I wish I could say it was a WILD, but it was a DILD. This was almost similar to my first one, but it wasn't very long.

Note: I was sleeping in my brother's room. I think the LD had to do with the fact that I was in a different environment. Once again, I felt that this LD was semi-lucid. I don't remember feeling this dream, I just remember it as a lucid dream.

-The Robert Pattinson Summoning-
The only I remember was that I was at my Dad's house. It was all dark and stormy like. As I was walking down the stairs to the dining room I must've known how weird it felt. I probably thought: "I'm not supposed to be up this late..let alone be down here."

So I did an RC just to test my reality. I remember it clearly; I tried breathing through my nose twice. It felt like I had a stopped up nose (it sounded like it too) but I could still breathe throught it. Then BAM! It hit me. I must be dreaming!

I walked back up the stairs and stood in front of a mirror. It was a full body mirror. I could see the reflection. I was invisible, I can't describe it. (At this time, I wasn't really in my right mind, because I have no idea why I did this next thing) I tried to summon Robert Pattinson. In the mirror, I looked behind me. As I was imagining him, it seemed like there was a purple mist behind me, glowing and sparkling. I turned around, no Robert Pattinson. So I turned around back to the mirror.

Then Robert appeared. He came from behind the pillar (which the mirror was leaning up against). He walked up to me; and he looked a little different. He said, "Here, have this." So I took it and stared at it. The thing looked like an iPhone but the size of a Ken. It had some kind of writing on it, which I cannot remember. He disappeared, and I woke up./

-The Storm-
There was a very large storm that went on. So, I had to act fast. (this dream felt like Evan Almighty) I jumped on the nearest yacht (I think it was) and tried to steer it to get everyone else. At the end, after the storm I remember this: This might have been lucid, but I'm not so sure. At this part, it felt so real. It even felt realer than the dream up above. Inside the boat looked like my mother's house. But, there was no basement. I walked through the living room, and looked up. 3 birds were flying around on the ceiling. I saw a few broken pipes, where the basement door had been. I heard my dad in my mom's room, so I said to him, "Dad, what are those birds doing in here?" I can't remember his answer though. I woke up.

05.03.2010

Fully Lucid Zombie Pwnage (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream led on from the previous one. I definitely woke up in between and fell back to sleep normally.

I was with a group of about four people, walking along a rocky lane in the country. There was a rickety wooden fence at the side of the road, and a field going uphill at the other. There was one other man, a middle-aged woman with browny/red hair, someone else I can't remember, and my friend Darren. It was late evening, and getting quite dark when I heard sirens coming from behind us. I turned to look. In the distance I saw a crowd of people running down a hill onto the road, persued by several police cars. Darren panicked, automatically assuming the police were going to arrest him, so he took off running. As the crowd reached us, I stepped aside and sat on the fence to make it clear to the persuing officers that I was not with them. Right as they got to us, the crowd collectively changed direction and headed into the field. Then they stopped. The police cars drew level with us and stopped. They got out and looked at us. I felt very uncomfortable because none of the officers or indeed the crowd were making any noise, just staring at us. Then, all at once, their eyes went completely white, dead-looking.
"Fuck!" I yelled. "Zombie trap!" The crowd jumped out of the field and together with the police officers, advanced on us. Our group hopped over the rickety fence and ran downhill. I hoped everyone else would keep up and stay together, as I kind of felt responsible for their safety. We came to a tall, barbed-wire fence, on the other side of which was what looked like a prison. We started to climb, but it was slow going as it was difficult to hold on to. The guy with us (whose name escapes me) said,
"Is it possible these people are just yanking our chain and aren't actually zombies?" I looked down at the baying hordes trying to get a grip on my ankle and said,
"Not a chance." The top of the fence was particularly spikey, but my self-preservation instinct was much stronger than my desire to not cut myself on it, so I grabbed it and hauled myself over. It was then that I realised I wasn't hurt at all. I felt no pain when grabbing the viciously sharp wire. I did a hand reality-check, and said, "Of course it's a dream! Come on!" I gestured to the group to follow me. We ran across the grass towards the prison, and then locked ourselves in the first out-building we came to. Every building looked like it was made of rusty iron. I made sure the door was locked, then made sure everyone was still with us.



Right here I woke up. I wasn't done there by any means, so I went for a DEILD. I visualised myself going over to a table where the browny/red-haired woman was sitting. I paid close attention to the pressure of the ground on my feet. Then I picked up a sheet of paper and slowly ripped it up, listening closely to the sound, and feeling my arm muscles moving. Overall, it was probably the least effort I've ever put into a DEILD, and was the easiest yet.

The scene solidified, and became "real". The woman looked up at me strangely.
"I'm back," I said. "That was a dream-exit induced lucid dream. Good eh?" She grinned. I immediately got to work trying to find weapons of mass zombie destruction. The little building didn't have much to offer, except a gas canister. I'd seen Dawn of the Dead, and now had a plan in mind. I picked up the canister and went to the door. There was a window on the door's top half. I looked out to see that most of the zombies were congregating on a grassy area in the middle of the facility. It looked like morning. A female zombie was searching for us, looking round corners and squinting through grimy windows. As she approached the door I burst out and clunked her on the head with the canister. She looked to be dead. I strode purposefully to the centre of the zombie crowd and held the canister high.
"Hey everybody!" I yelled. "Food!!" Every single undead head in the area turned towards me as I threw it on the ground. Incredibly, they fell for it and started piling on. I took several steps back and waited. From the sidelines, I could see cracks appearing in the canister, and gas hissing out in liquid and gaseous form. Then I realised I had no way to make it explode. No matches, no gun, nothing. I would have to use some dream powers. I concentrated hard on the barrel, imagining it to be incredibly volatile and delicate. I held out my arm slowly and snapped my fingers. BOOM! Combustion! The force of the blast knocked me off my feet. Any zombies who weren't now minced by the explosion were thrown back too. I got up faster than any of them, ready for some hand-to-hand combat. The first woman I came across had already been badly damaged by flying shrapnel, and I clotheslined her head off. A large man came charging at me, and I rock-bottomed him onto the bonnet of a brown car nearby. His head smashed through the windscreen.

I can't remember exactly what happened next, but I decided to have another go at time travel. I wound up back in the suburban neighborhood from the previous dream, and asked the old man if I could try his time machine again. He agreed, and I sat down in the green chair once again. I noticed that my legs were very uncomfortable for some reason, and I shifted position many times. Turned out, my legs were sore in real life, and woke me up!

05.03.2010

Supernatural Investigation and Searching for a Time Machine (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lately, I've been watching a lot of the TV show "Supernatural" online. This dream was structured not unlike an episode! I might not have been lucid from the very start of this dream, but I can't remember that far back, or the transition into the dream.

I had teamed up with Sam and Dean Winchester, and we were conducting an investigation in a small rural town. Whatever/whoever we were hunting was holed up in a petrol station, and we were on the roof- ready to enter through a vent and kick some ass. It was a cloudy, drizzly day, and as I silently opened a hatch, I was glad to be getting inside. I lowered myself carefully into the vent with both hands, and positioned myself on my knees, hunched over and gun ready. As soon as my full weight was settled, the vent collapsed around me and fell into the shop. I ended up sprawled on my back on top of a counter, surrounded by men with guns. Luckily Sam and Dean immediately opened fire from above, distracting the guys who would otherwise have plugged me. I did a backwards roll off the counter and took shelter. I had lost my gun in the fall. Bullets whizzed past my head in all directions, and the blasting of gunfire so close to me was disorienting. Finally, the shooting stopped and I poked my head up.

Sam and Dean were now downstairs with me, pointing their guns at a pile of rubble next to a freezer, where the last guy was hiding. I got up and picked up a sawnoff shotgun from the floor.
"Come on out!" I said. The guy nervously stood up with his hands in the air. He then treated us to a whole monologue about not measuring up, and finished by telling us he was going to kill himself by lethal injection. He produced from his pocket an injector-gun, which had about seven capsules attached to the side. He shot himself up three times before I wrestled the injector off him. After a quick examination, I somehow inferred that it was "Hulk Juice". One dose was apparently enough to turn you into The Hulk! I could see the dude was already bulking up and turning green, and by the time he reached nine feet tall, I decided on the only possible form of defense. I shot the remaining four doses directly into my chest. I reasoned that, having taken more, I would be a stronger Hulk. Right away I felt the serum reacting with my body. My chest felt tight, but I could see that it was in fact bulking up at an alarming rate. It felt like I was made of rocks. The feeling quickly spread to my arms and legs, all the way to my fingertips- which ended up the size of baseball bats. I realised I had an enormous armspan, like four metres- and I could stretch even farther. I punched the slightly smaller Hulk in the top of the head to begin the fight. I can't remember much about what happened next, we broke through the wall of the petrol station and I remember chasing him up a narrow street.



The next section of the dream played out like another investigation. This time I was on my own in suburbia, investigating a case of a dog which was actually a human in disguise. There was one particualar chihuahua which I reckoned looked particularly human-like, so I kept an eye on it. I was sitting at a kitchen table talking to a homeowner who was making me tea, staring at the dog. It noticed me and ran out the back door.
"Hold that thought," I said to the woman and ran after it. It ran along the street and jumped over a very noticable pothole, filled with water. I made a point to stand right in it. The water disappeared to reveal a bottomless hole. I deduced that the dog was leading people to their deaths by making them fall in. I became lucid after doing a hand reality-check out of the blue. I was extremely aware, and even remembered the task of the year on Dreamviews. The remaining six parts would all be much easier if I had access to a time machine. It's really hard for me to teleport or change scene on my own, so I reasoned that letting the dream do the work might work better for me.

I took a running jump and glided up onto the roof terrace of the first house I saw. The residents were having a barbecue with some neighbours. I landed among them, and was tempted to just sit down and enjoy some ribs (they smelt fantastic), but I'd been neglecting the tasks lately. I greeted the guy I assumed to be the host, and asked him straight out,
"Have you got a working time machine I could use?" I asked him in a serious manner, in a way that showed I expected it to be a realistic request. He said,
"No, sorry, I don't. But my nextdoor neighbour does, why don't you go ask him?" I was pleased with this response. I hopped off the roof and into next door's back garden, where I saw the neighbour in question. He was an old man tending his garden. I asked about the time machine, and he seemed very pleased that it was going to get some use. He explained that his family rarely made use of it. He led me to the garden shed, against the back fence.
"Go ahead, knock yourself out," he said, gesturing at the door. I opened the door and stepped inside. It was very small, and what little floor space it had was taken up by a thick green armchair, sitting at a desk. Below the desk was an enormous old desktop computer. It had a few purple lights on it, and was connected to a dusty monitor on top of the desk. I pressed the only button I could find, the main "power" button on the computer. It booted up instantly and started to work.
"Where or when do you wanna go?" the man asked from behind.
"Back," I said. "I want to go back 65 million years."
"Say whaaat??"
"Don't ask," I chuckled.
"Okay, input here," said the old man, handing me a number pad. I pressed the "minus" button at the top, then six, five, zero zero zero, zero zero zero, enter.
"Good luck!" he shouted, and shut the door. The screen came to life. It displayed a weird animation I can only describe as several coloured balls rolling through a black tunnel. It looked a bit like guitar hero in reverse. I concentrated intently on the visualization, but sadly I woke up!

04.03.2010

Bug Hunt (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was playing the new Aliens vs Predator game the other day, no doubt that was the cause of this dream.

I was a marine, hunting Xenomorphs in an estate near my house. It was night time, and no streetlights were working. All I had for light was a torch attached to the end of my rifle. Every now and again I would catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye, or a reflective glint of light bouncing off a shiny alien head, but I never got a clear shot at one of them. I was getting quite panicky, and using up a lot of ammo, hitting nothing. I eventually got to my last clip when I arrived at the top of a dark lane which I knew to be dodgy in normal circumstances, never mind when there were aliens about. I made my way down the lane. There were wire fences on either side of me, and behind the fence to my right was a hedge wall. I could hear scuttling and hissing coming from the other side of it. I attained some low level lucidity here. I recognised that it was just a dream, but only really enough to allay my fears of getting chomped on by an alien's mouth-within-its-mouth. Then I saw one clearly for the first time. It came into view just a few metres in front of me. I squeezed the trigger and let off the last of my ammo into its oversized head. It cracked like an eggshell, and I was careful to avoid the spray of its acidic blood. I threw down my empty gun just as another alien hopped over the fence from my left. I notice that I sometimes have great dream control with only minor lucidity. This was one of those times. I discovered that I could shoot fire out the end of my hands if I held them out flat and aimed at a target. I knew from playing the AvP game that the aliens hated fire, and I thought it was quite handy that I should manifest this ability at that moment.



I went on for a while, chargrilling aliens as I walked down the lane. They properly sizzled. When I was near the bottom, I heard a commotion from my right. I paused to investigate, and saw that several aliens had made a hole in the hedge and were trying to pull down the fence to get at me. I was in a "bring it on" kind of mood, so I just let them. The fence fell to reveal an open field beyond. I ran out into the middle, and was instantly surrounded by variations of the alien. One particularly unusual form looked a lot like a millipede. I woke up as they overwhelmed me!

Update

I've added more evidence to my "hangovers are awesome for lucid dreams" theory. Mad bastard hangover today, just WILDed my ass off and got two epic dreams- one of which involved blowing up a horde of zombies, can't wait to type them up, unfortunately I'm feeling too fragile right now. On a side note, never drinking again.