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I was in the attic with my sister. We were looking for something. Suddenly I became lucid. It was dark all around. I moved my hand in front of me and said "Light". My hand was working as a flashlight from now on. To turn the light off, I just thought about turning it off. Then I thought "Usually trying to do something in a lucid, without saying it aloud is not working. Maybe I should use voice commands all the time?"

To check if it's working, I turned the light off, and moved my hand in front of me. Trying to create light haven't worked without a voice command. As I was just about to go down from the attic, I have awakened.

I was in home. The whole place was changed, and created convulted maze of labyrinthine corridors and rooms. I was training with classmates, running up and down the stairs to attic. The attic itself was changing, from old and abandoned, to a part of palace.

I ran down, and entered a nearby room. There was an old man sitting on a chair. He was reading newspaper, but was interrupted by classmates. They have thrown one of them on the man. He was spinning and floating slowly towards the man. I ran upstairs to the attic-palace.

Red colour dominated in the room. It had antique wooden furniture ornamented with silver. I heard someone screaming something about bogeyman in that room. I don't wanted to go away, and I had a weird idea. I licked the air, and felt strong, sweet taste. After a while I realised that I licked the bogeyman in the face. I felt a bite on my left arm, and woke up.

Putting a cord-like rod into something, it sucked it up. Someone with me had done theirs and it hadn’t, so mine had gone wrong. Now we had to go find where it had been taken.

I remember climbing up into an attic where it was dark and I had to fumble around. I found stacks of papers and stuff stuffed here and there amongst furniture and dug through some of it.

Gap.

I’m talking to a woman who confided in me how she thought she was a bad mother. She has an older girl and a younger girl who were in the house doing their own thing. For some reason, I feel sympathetic and try to reassure her about it. She seems to feel a bit better and goes off to get an alcoholic drink…

Notes: I slept really deeply, think my exercise routine is starting to get to me. Hopefully I’ll get used to it soon. I wanted to go to bed today halfway through and nearly fell asleep in my supper.

I was in school, sitting in classroom with my group. We were waiting for the teacher. He arrived after a while, bald, tall man with moustache, in his late twenties. He told us that we are going to work in a forest. He smiled viciously to me, and told me that I have the hardest work to do. He had good disposition towards me before, and now he betrays me. I went to the cloakroom, and changed my clothes to work uniform. There were three girls sitting on a bench with a sleeping dude. He was drunk, the wine was spoiled all over the floor. They were talking about various drinks. I had mixed felings towards them. We were in friednly terms before, and now I feel only reluctance. I went out of cloakroom, but couldn't find anyone, so I went to the bus stop. After a while the bus came, it was long, two storey with silver paint. I entered it, and sat on the left side. My older sister entered it too, and sat with me. I felt somehow safe, but I never needed her help. We drove to the city between my home and school. In the meantime, girls were doing photos with their phones. They were a bit blurred, but funny. On the photo there was a girl, she was looking like a monkey due to her face exprssion and blur. I went out in my home town, and got a message from friend, that we must met in the city I have passed. I entered another bus, it was old, and a bit dirty. I went out in the city, and received a message that he is in my home town now. I waited for another bus, and got to my home town. It was clody, dark evening. I got another message, he told that we'll meet another day. You can't count on anyone it seems. I went to my home. Mother told me to do something in the attic, and gave me box full of toys and other junk. I went up, and put it all to another box. I went down, and mother told me that we are driving to the city. I went out, entered the white car, and drove to the city.

This is a reoccurring dream.

One of the first things I remember was that I was somewhere near PEPE and there was a rally going on. I had a feeling that I was parking a car, but in fact I parked a knife... the old grey knife that we used to have in the kitchen. Strange. I parked it near some bushes.

Then I went up where the cars were racing. I cannot remember whether I saw any, but I think I did.

Next thing I know, I am on a cross motorbike riding across the fields behind Drzkov. There are two girls on horses. I think I knew them at the time, but cannot remember now. I am sure one of the horses is the old, nasty Magda - Popelnice s artrozou. They start racing me and I am somewhat slower than them. I now that this is not my bike and that my bike is stronger. With mine I could have outrace them.

NEXT

I am at home with my sister. There is no one else. Suddenly I hear some noises from the attic. Steps in fact. I look at my sister, and we exchange looks such that we know we have to go and look what it was. I take a knife... again the old grey knife. I walk in to the lobby and the door upstairs slam closed! We both jump and are little frightened. My sister a lot. I start walking up the stars and I can feel my sister shaking violently.

Then I think to myself, how am I going to walk in without the person attacking me, or kicking the knife off my hand? (at this moment I wake up a little bit... but I go back to sleep as I want to finish this).
I call some friend that I know has a pack of wolfs or dogs or so. He then walks up the stairs, the wolfs are all excited and ready to attack pulling the leeds.

I wake up....

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Like in a RPG game, I was at the beginning of a game, with a "team" and we were being introduced to the set and the rules. We were going to be dropped at a high tower of a gigantic building in a ghost town. This building was so massive, it occupied almost half of the town space. It rose up like a skyscraper but at different levels it ramified into individual towers with further ramifications. And we were being shown in 3D the whole complex and the exact tower where we would be dropped. It looked so degraded and abandoned. I wondered about stability of the structure. But no other dangers ocurred to me.
We were going on a recon mission, but no details were given to us.
So we're inside and the place is creepy and incredible in its architecture, but nothing goes on. Curtains fly over broken glass windows.
Then we reach this plateau, or attic and we have a creepy feeling. Someone reports movement. We start being attacked by unindentified entities and we run down the stairs. But not everybody made it. There's 1 or 2 missing. I turn back to look for them, but they appear zombie-like and start attacking me to. I tell everybody else to just run down the stairs and I run faster than anyone else, cause I'm supposed to be in the front leading them out. But one by one they start being touched by some invisible hand that leaves them like zombies who turn back to stay in the building. Only I and 2 others manage to safely get out of that tower without being caught by this force.
I become lucid, not so worried anymore, decide to fly away carelessly. I have a zen moment flyin over the ocean. I see half a dozen very small dots in the water. It's people. I go down to watch them closely and end up being dragged into the water with them. It's not a fun moment. We just had sand below our feet and out of nowhere the waves grew bigger and are dragging us away from the beach. We're fighting the current. I see one getting to the shore but I'm starting to feel hopeless, I'm surely going to die! I wake up, shaking that feeling of desperation away. I review the dream I just had and decide to forget this last part and focus on that building and its story. I fall asleep and get back there. But now it's a different time. There's people still living on it. I'm a girl lying in bed in that attic. There's nothing else, just this bed. And I have a white cat, but he is no ordinary cat, he is a ghost cat. He fell or was thrown down the tower, but he keeps visiting me all the time. He is now looking at me from the ceiling above my head, his head lurking through the concrete, as if there was a hole in it. Sometimes I look out the window and his is roaming around the lower level plateau veranda. He keeps me company. My father keeps me locked up in here. It's very early morning and he might appear at any moment. So he does, bringing a tray with something different from the usual breakfast. Something white, that he tells me it's to celebrate my birthday. It's green jello with whip cream on top. Better than nothing. I wonder what am I (this girl) doing here. Is she held in captivity? Is that why she is so alone? Did she die here? Is she the ghost capturing people to keep her company?
Alarm clock goes of...

Nov. 19:

Dreamed I was sharing an attic bedroom with a roommate, but there wasn't enough space for both of our beds. She'd already set hers up, and I was trying to explain that there wasn't enough space and I didn't have anywhere to sleep, but she just told me that was my own problem.

Dreamed I had a pet ball python but forgot to get it a heat rock or food. It was living in a tupperware bin, and I fed it hot dogs. Mom had the car, and wouldn't let me use it to drive to Petsmart, but she wouldn't take me either. I was worried that my snake was going to die. Mom said that, instead, she was driving to a different city to return a keyboard she'd bought (because it sucked). I'd bought the same model and asked if I could go with to return mine as well. She still refused to stop at Petsmart.

Nov 20:
I can't recall my dreams. I have a vague impression that they involved cars.

Morning of June 6, 2013. Thursday.



In my dream, we are back living in Brisbane. Our house is different and does not have higher steps, the inside being much like our real place there, but the front porch area being most like the King Street boarding house with the upstairs apartments. Our son Lorenzo is playing with three younger blonde girls, racing around inside and out, who are happily going in and out of our house while being yelled at by a slightly older girl not to be in our house. They are dressed very formally with fancy hairstyles, as if for a formal event for the very wealthy.

I soon notice that something dramatic is going on next-door; there are a lot of people, for some reason, standing on top of wobbly old wooden step-ladders, watching the action as if at some sort of baseball game at the park. The house next door is on fire, but I do not see any actual flames or smoke. It seems that a Christmas tree had somehow caught fire in their attic. The people with the hose (no firemen around, but a couple policemen in black wandering around not doing anything) are aiming the water up and directly through the small attic window from a fair distance away. I hear a young couple crying loudly and holding their hands together, but there does not seem to be anything to really cry about, as I see no actual damage anywhere at all.

It seems strange that all these people are just standing up on ladders and balancing on the fence just to look at that house when nothing is really visible, even the supposed fire. I call out sort of absentmindedly to the nearest man standing atop a step-ladder, “Oh, I didn’t even know about this…”, but most of these people seem more amused or entertained than having concern for the owners or tenants, even though it also seems they were there to help at first.

I become semi-lucid and notice something strange regarding perspective. Their house, on the side nearest to our house, seems to go past my line of sight towards and behind me - to seemingly take up the same space (from my viewpoint near the corner of our house) as our house would otherwise be, an “impossible” perspective, yet somehow at the same time, it also seems to be a completely empty region or undefined area where neither house is.

This last part with the ladders relates to typical waking metaphors. Someone on a ladder relates to getting closer to waking consciousness, a fire relates to growing conscious awareness, and something going through a window implies leaving the dream state. The water though, indicates a subtle desire to become lucid (though goes through the window instead, similar to the “water getting lower over time” waking metaphor).

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #97: Just a Misunderstanding

I'm walking down a dark, endless hallway. All I can make out in this darkness is that the left side of the hall is set up with this endless series of art tables down its length. I'm moving slowly, afraid that I'll run into something unexpected.

A woman jumps out at me from the darkness, teeth bared, and a raised knife clenched in her fist. I jump back, terrified, and try to gather my wits to fight or run. The woman's demeanor suddenly softens and she throws the knife onto a nearby table where it lands with a clatter. I look at it, and the knife is even more frightening-looking than I'd thought at first -- it's the shape and size of a short sword!

She smiles at me, promising that "This is just a misunderstanding." She walks past me and I see that she's wearing very revealing lingerie. She looks amazing and as she brushes past, my hand grazes the skin of her torso. My feeble mind offers no resistance. I bet it was just a misunderstanding... She grips the fingers of my right hand in hers, leading me behind her down the hall.

I'm very excited about what's going to happen next. But something just doesn't feel right, and I suddenly remember that I'm married. As soon as I start thinking about Wife, I feel weak, rotten, and guilty following this scantily-clad stranger down a dark hall. I yank my fingers out of her grip, and she just keeps walking, disappearing into the darkness ahead. What the hell was I thinking? How could I be so stupid? And it hits me that this has to be a dream. I immediately feel grateful and relieved to have figured this out.

I'm someplace different now. Some kind of wood-panelled attic. It's dark and the picture looks a little grainy, almost like I'm viewing everything through night vision. There's a little toy fan on a railing nearby and I take it, turning it on. It's the kind with soft foam blades that are safe for kids. The fan blows a pleasant breeze in my face and I can will it to move faster or slower as I see fit. My hair starts blowing crazily around as I increase the wind speed.

I'm worried about overall stability in this scene, so I let the little foam fan blades buzz against my arm as they spin round and round. Then I run the little fan blades against the skin of my right cheek for a bit, surprised at how realistic this feels.

I play with the fan for a while as I hunt around the attic for some kind of interesting scenery or exit. There's a metal grating in the floor and a soft, white light is pouring out of it into the attic. The grating is slammed shut but I know that I can phase through it. I beging working up my will for a phase, thinking There's nothing there. Nothing at all. Before I can try the phase, though, the grating swings silently open. Well, that was easy.

I move toward the light, stepping into it and... wake up, seeing that the light and grating was really just my eyes seeing a light outside our hotel room filtering through the blinds.

This lucid dream was very unusual for me because it occurred less than 25 minutes after falling asleep, right at the beginning of the night.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #91: Talking to Myself

I'm seated at a restaurant, talking to a couple of friends, including "Leroy". I'm making a point about some amusing fact I'd heard when a waiter seats himself at the fourth chair at our table. I say, "There's even this study where..." and trail off when I realize that the waiter isn't going away. I turn to him and say, "Uh, how's it going?"

"It's going well," he says. "I was wondering if you needed anything." He says this last part with some concern, like I might be very unwell.

I look back at the rest of the table and see that my friends are gone. I'm confused and a little embarrassed. "Were there two other people here...?" I ask. The waiter gravely shakes his head. I start worrying about myself for a moment before realizing this is all a dream. "Don't even worry about it. This is a dream."

"Ah, very good, sir," he says, standing from the table and gesturing toward the exit.

I get up from the table and walk toward the exit. There's a glow coming pouring through the cracks at the edge of the door as if something as bright as a star was behind it. I phase through the door, winding up in a room that has plywood flooring and a ceiling that's sloped like the top of a roof. It looks like an attic. At the opposite end of the room, maybe 25 feet away, I see the source of the light: a fiery, brightly glowing furnace.

I walk toward the furnace as it spits these little gobs of liquid fire onto the floor. I'm close now, but I don't feel any heat. As I close to within just a couple of feet, the view of the furnace fades and I find myself on a set of sharply descending stairs. Each stair is only about 4 inches long but drops almost 2 feet. As I walk down them, I'm descending so fast that it's almost like slowly falling into a pit. I can't see where I'm going. I wind up stepping onto the railing and slowly making my way down that way. Somehow that seems to normalize the slope of my descent.

I get to the bottom of the stairs and I'm in what looks like a family room with hardwood flooring. There's a board game laid out on the floor. The dream starts to fade around the edges, but I manage to hold onto my view of the board game for a couple more seconds, seeing that it's composed of a game board, a stand with some cards, and some sort of gently-spinning purple sphere. I can no longer move and my field of vision shrinks rapidly until I'm awake.

Date: 16/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 10.35pm
100mg B6 before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - non lucid (1.29am)
I am in an attic with a group of other people. The attic is very large, and typical of an attic that has not been finished - ie it does not have a floor, but beams of wood on insulation, and the inside of the bare roof etc. We seem to be there for a reason because there is a leader of some sort, although all we do is sit and chat. I am lying / balanced on one beam which is very uncomfortable and I keep shifting position. My pockets are full of what I believe to be change (coins) and I keep making sure it is not falling out. The whole attic is on a slant and it is very difficult not to slide down and fall. Someone turns the lights out to demonstrate how dark it is. It is PITCH BLACK. I am not scared, rather in awe of the limitless dark. I accidently brush the guy sat next to me, and when the lights go back on he accused me of touching him up and I try to apologise. We then start watching film recordings of ourselves from apparently earlier in the dream.

Dream 2 - non lucid (4.49am)
I am at a large Ice Skating rink with 2 of my real life friends, I and D. We are waiting for Lady Gaga to come and perform. Eventually she comes on the 'ice' with another celebrity. The dream skips to us sat at a large table, which is like a trough. The table is filled with strawberries, and Lady Gaga comes and pours something over the strawberries and tells us to mix it up. We do, but one person ignores her as they aren't a fan. She argues with them. The food turns into Onion rings and chips, and we have to eat the lot. It's a HUGE amount, but somehow we manage it, just by eating. My nephew suddenly calls me, and I give him an onion ring to eat. He tries to tell me something.

Dream 3 - non lucid (9.10am)
I am in a fighting tournament. Each fighter has certain special powers. The first contestant is someone called 'Casio.' She is a young girl wearing goth-like attire. She loses. I am next, I am fighting against a family of normal people. I have a paintbrush as my weapon. I win by painting the family, then sucking the real family into the painting. My style is dark and scary, I am wearing red and black. The family was all bright and colourful. We leave and go home on a coach or bus.

Dream 4 - non lucid (11.09am)
I am with my ex. We seem to have sorted out our differences and are being friendly. We are walking down the beach, and see an old friend who is a bit rude to us. We then walk to the same friend's house, where she now lives. She is a lot older and has lost quite a bit of weight. She is married and has a few kids. She is wearing a purple dress. Her husband sits on the sofa next to me. She talks and talks for ages, we get a bit bored. She is telling us how she has learnt to be nice after losing weight, and that she was mean to her own kids for being thinner then her. Her husband agrees. He is putting tobacco into bags, and asks me to smell it to see if I can tell it's cheap tobacco. I smell it and tell him I can't tell. She keeps talking and we make excuses to leave.

Dream 5 - non lucid
This was a random dream fragment I just remembered about an hour after waking.

I get an iphone for Xmas from my mum, and tell her she doesn't have to get me presents anymore as I'm too old. However I do love the phone.

08.07.2012

I Found You (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being at my mom's house. She was moving a couple things into the attic, so the rooms in which the attic doors were in there were boxes piled up everywhere.

The attic doors were open for easy access. I walked into the last room in the hallway, looking at all the stuff she was putting up. Suddenly, I heard a meow. I turned around, locating the sound. There stood a black cat. My lost cat, Trouble! He's been gone for about 5 months! I scooped him up, thankful that he was home. We butted heads like he always did to me, in recognition. Examining him, I looked closer at his abdomen. My heart caught in my throat.

I saw a round hole in the base of his neck leading to another hole on the other side. I didn't look close enough to see what had caused that, for I became nauseous.

I ran and told Sam, "Look who's home!" She hugged him and went to tell my mom.

Just then, I heard another meow. I darted back into the same room where I found Trouble. I heard the meow again. "Sunshine!" I yelled.

She stood up on a box. I could see the outline of her ribs, telling me that she was starving.

I ran towards her and scooped her up. She snuggled against my neck.

The dream ended soon after.

08.07.2012

Dragon Candidate Training (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember entering some sort of contest where we had to fight to win. Not necessarily "kill" but I think it meant "pin" each other. We were using different poses from "Eon: Dragoneye Reborn" (My favorite book<3) to fight with.

My mom was confused. She asked what all this was. I said we're fighting. She was like, alrighty then.

We had an hour to train before the battle started. Below us were green mats spaced out evenly beside each other. I saw some people practice fighting on the mats. I then realized, I don't know the stances! How would I train? I looked around, maybe there was an instructor. Sure enough, there was a small building nearby dedicated to this purpose.

I ran inside, with my mom trailing behind me. An instructor sat in some sort of office chair. She was turned towards 3 other people, telling them which stances where what. I walked up alongside them, eager to learn. "Welcome." The woman said, acknowledging that I was there. "I'm about to review most of the stances, so you can learn the first few."

I nodded. Before she was going to review, she said the fourth stance. With your swords poised straight in the air at your target, you jumped and did a backflip, surprising them and then thrusting.

Seemed a little hard to do, but what the heck? I could try.

She reviewed the rest with me, and then the beginning ones. I don't remember any of them though.

The dream ended before we could start the battle.

05.04.2012

Throw the gum away (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in class, and it's almost time to leave, I can just feel it.

I was doing some project with some people I can't remember, but apparently, people were waiting for me to be able to be dismissed. It took me a while, but everyone started to shift their attention towards me.

I look at them have that "Okaaaaaay" face on me, I get up, and I think I was chewing gum.

Guess the teacher wanted me to spit it out for whatever odd reason that prevented us from being dismissed. I wanted to be a hero and throw the gum in the trash can, but I miss, like I always freaking do, and did the walk of shame.

I heard some voices going, "Nooope" "ahhh ahhh!" "awww" when I was going to shoot the gum in the basket.

I go back to sit down, and that's all I remember.

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05.04.2012

Running up Stairs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I was with a group of people, and one of them was summoning trees to grow larger or something, and then the dream shifts.

I was in a house, don't know who it is, but it has a lot of small sets of stairs going up to the attic. I was going up pretty fast, probably even skipping a whole set, and turning to the other sets until I'm finally up to an attic.

I see those same trees that were extended, and they were weird looking trees, they looked more like zoomed in versions of flowers.

There's this random tree-house attached inside the house, and it extended to the outside. What I mean is that if you decided to go inside of it, it would be in midair, but supported by the house itself.

It looked unstable, since I tested it but tapping my foot near the floor, and there was some creaking sounds....definitely not going to an unstable tree house outside of an attic.

Oh, and apparently, mooseantlers (DV member) built the tree-house because a message came up as a chat bubble saying,

"Mooseantlers built this."

After that, I can't remember anything else.

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05.04.2012

Two Men & One Woman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This felt like a middle school dream or something of the sort, maybe a High school one. I was sitting down near the bleachers in the gym, and I was sitting next to a blonde girl.

Someone was complaining why we need to eat stuff, well duh, to survive...right?!?!?

Anyway, I was holding an object in my hand, but can't remember what exactly. The girl I was sitting next to, the blonde, she basically smelled me without making it apparent she was smelling me.

She was disgusted by it, and shifted to the left a little bit. I ignored her to pretend like nothing happen, and to save embarrassment if other people looked at her and saw that she moved away from me.

There was some guy sitting one level on the bottom of me, and he was telling me what's up, and how it's been a long time or something like that, but I ignored him. I saw him make the face that said, "Oooh okay, guess I'm not cool or anything." but I didn't care too much.

I believe she was wearing a white dress shirt, blue jeans, and based on my peripheral vision, she probably had freckles as well. The instructor/teacher requested everyone to arrange themselves to where there would be one female and two males for a group.

She said that,

"It would be best to have it with two males and one females, because having a female in it will give more attention to you all" or something like that.

There was this new girl sitting next to me, and based on my peripheral vision, she looked like she resembled a Biochemistry classmate I had this semester. I forgot her name in waking life though, and she was Hispanic as well.

She wore a black sports jacket with white stripes along the sides of her arms, and had a red shirt underneath it. I believe she was wearing long black sports pants as well. There was another guy with us, but I didn't care too much about him, he was sitting left of her.

After a while, I think the dream starts to fade, and this is probably one of those dreams where I get closer and closer to finally getting a CANWILD technique done.

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05.04.2012

Eva? Anyone??? (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Okay, so......IT WORKED IT WORKED, now to just keep up with the technique. I set my alarm on the computer to wake me up after four hours of sleep instead of the usual 5-6 that I tried this week.

I told myself that when I hear the alarm, I would wake up, keep my eyes, closed, and remain still. Worked like a charm! In fact, I woke up from a dream naturally, kept my eyes closed.

I presumed that since I woke up, it was probably a few minutes before the actual alarm set off. So I told myself in this void state from coming out of a dream that I would still keep my eyes closed and remain still, and it works!

So the CANWILD tech, although I came out of a dream naturally, I was able to listen to the alarm passively. Once I heard it, started getting ready to get into the dream state.

After maybe 10-20 seconds of being still, started to feel this fuzzy feeling around my head and neck region, but I kept calm, with my eyes slightly open, but I closed them shut, and then I realize it's my dream eyes.

But to make sure I wasn't opening my real one, I closed them and imagine what the room would look like.

My dream eyes opened naturally. I was laying on my left side in the bed, and when I was looking inside of the room, the walls were white, and it definitely was NOT my apartment this time.

I think it was either me in someone's house, or maybe this is just a new setting my mind wanted me to explore a little bit. I do a nose plug reality check, and from that point on, I focused on stabilizing the dream.

Stabilization was my main objective, along with trying to summon Eva, of course.

Anyway, the same bedroom I'm in, it had stickers all over the walls. I couldn't tell exactly what they represented, but I know there was this dim light blue light radiating from the bottom somewhere, probably to serve as a nightlight for whoever house this is.

I open the door, and slowly walked out to the living room. The flooring has a wooden shine to it I believe, and it's fairly empty, but everything is pretty vivid in this dream. I turn on the lights, because there were a lot of doors arranged in this dream, and I was a little fearful that something random might pop up.

I kept holding my nose and breathing through it to remind myself that I'm dreaming, since the place would be an environment that I would take for granted and become non-lucid or something. There was some temptation to roll my eyes, which has a nasty tendency to wake me up, but I suppressed the urge, and still kept myself in the dream.

I'm walking around the living room, and there's a light lamp shining from above, while all the other areas such as the kitchen and dining room were left in the darkness.

I decided to summon a T.V., didn't expect it to work but, it did! An HD widescreen T.V. showed up, and it was gray on the external layers on it.

Wow.....that's amazing, summoning something simple as a T.V. was a challenge for me. I think I either turned on the T.V., or listened to another one in the house.

A commercial was playing, or some clip of a random movie, but I never seen anything like it, so I guess it's just a collaborated event going on. There's this blonde female in the shower, and there's two men in it I believe.

Don't think it's porn scene, lol. Anyway, she looked like she was afraid of something, and walked over quickly to the strong and muscular guy for protection. It was kind of short, the clip that is, and I focused my attention back to myself.

I even rubbed my hands slowly as well, finally getting a sense of what it's like to feel my dream hands. Things shift from third person to first person perspective for me a few times, and I believe that's what caused me to get the dream stabilized, since in most of my non-lucids, it's mostly third perspective.

So I guess I just need to get used to being in first person perspective in these lucids now, will help tremendously.

Anyway, I figured that since I'm stabilized in this dream long enough, even though I should've stabilized some more, I decided that since I summoned the HD T.V. in front of me, I said,

"Eva!" and waiting for someone to appear, but nothing. I mean, I knew that it might've taken a while, and that I should've been patient, but since that didn't work out, I decides to say,

"My previous dream guides!"

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Nothing lol.

I was sitting on a small soft chair meant for one person to sit on, and I think I had one of my legs over the other.

Disappointed, I get back up again, and then the dream starts to fade, and I think it's because I was starting to see myself in third-person perspective.

Anyway, glad I got a lucid from autosuggestion and setting the alarm after 4 hours of sleep for the successful DEILD, so even though I didn't do the CANWILD like I thought I would do, I still did it because I told myself that I would be aware of the alarm, and remained still and keep my eyes closed.

I wish I had better internet at home so I could post here every day. I hate having big gaps between my DJ posts, because then I'm scrambling to put in a whole bunch of stuff instead of being able to write out one or two detailed dreams at a time. Oh well.

~Biology class was being taught underwater. At one point I asked the teacher how we were all able to breathe, and she informed me that it was called "sidestepping," then proceeded to lecture the class on it.

~I was in a huge attic space, mostly empty except for a few pieces of furniture covered with white sheets. I lifted one of the sheets and was looking at the dusty table under it when a zombie suddenly burst into the room. It looked like a blond-haired boy around 16 or 17 years old, only with his skin falling off and everything. He chased me around and I ran out of the room, which led to a parking lot. There were a few other zombies and my friend Caceti. She must have been some kind of ninja assassin, because she was beating the crap out of all the zombies at a bazillion miles an hour. I went back into the attic because I thought she'd kill the one that had been after me. He came back a minute or two later, however, and I just got irritated and told him to go ahead and eat me. He said, "Really?", and I said "Yeah, whatever." Then, of all places to start, he bit my knee. It kind of tickled.

~I was in a car with two friends. We were driving through town, but then it changed to some place with metal sculptures everywhere. Even the road was made of thousands of overlapping metal leaves. The overall look of the place was very beautiful, but also a bit creepy. We went through a tunnel and came out in a normal city. A semi pulled out in front of us and the car slammed into it. All of us shouted, "WHAT THE ULEY!?" at the same time. We weren't hurt, just annoyed that now the car was stuck halfway under a semi. After a few seconds the driver got out, looked at us, and started eating a sandwich.

~My friend Austin caught some type of endangered butterfly.

~Another one of those dreams that had an elaborate storyline I can't remember, and that would make no sense if I could. It involved a murderer, the number 1, the entrance to a sewer that happened to be in the wall of my grandma's basement, and probably many more random things.

~Buying a little glass flower to give to someone.

i am in a giant warehouse store, like mardens or renys...cheap versions of walmart. dollar store kind of place.

its all in an attic of some building, or maybe i'm just on the top levels. i have to duck kind of to walk around. i can't see the other ends of the room, just where i am. it goes on forever, it seems.

i walk into a few offshoot rooms from this main one. i enter one and the expansiveness is overwhelming. i have to get on my hands and knees to walk around because of how low the ceiling is. i romp around the room and then notice its completely empty. am i supposed to be here? there are three or four employees getting ready to fill it in, marking where the shelving will be. they suddenly glare at me and i turn away.

i notice a police car is parked in here. how? we're in an attic! i begin to become aware but this causes me to lose balance. i tumble toward the car and then notice there's another one. its a dark purple sports car. i am about to fall into it and i'm afraid it has an alarm. it doesn't, and when i hit it i balance out, no awareness. i leave this room.

there is so much SHIT. i want to leave. instead of stairs, i look thru the railway and down at the first floor. i overhear a conversation between a lady who works register and a guy. he has a gun and is going to shoot himself. she calms him down and he leaves. "you just wanted to do that to say you escaped, didn't you" she said.

i jump from the railway, bouncing off the different levels inbetween the attic and the ground floor until i'm safely down. i leave following the guy. the exit of the store is made of plastic wrap

i take a fake gun and point it at my head as i walk away. i don't know why.

outside the store is a pawn shop on wheels. there is a huge crowd around the vendor. its a pretty cool set up, a glass case, five tier shelf system and the guy runs it all in a booth with wheels.

everyone is fighting to see a particular object. i take this time to scope whats for sale. my eyes are drawn to a stone plate with a carved spider in the center and a matching spoon two shelves down with a fox on it. on the very bottom shelf is some kind of case/bank that is a wooden carved whale. its huge and pretty magnificent.

the vendor caters to all the customers and then takes the whale out for me. i want to tell heather about this. the vendor talks to me about it for awhile and then says they are having a frequency display later and i should come. i agree to.

i go with a friend to visit someone until then. we have to adventure into deep swamp forest land. after we visit our friend (no recollection of this happening), we have to get back to town. we get lost and go in circles on roads made of floating bridges over swamp hundreds of feet below us. the bridges are made of wood planks five feet apart. its all very difficult but we make it back.

its darker out now (my mind usually doesn't transition/follow days like this!). theres a crowd of muslims around the pawn shop display, looking at dozens of tuning forks layed out all around. thats cool....i guess. i go over to the actual shop and notice that everything is now in a box and inside the box is a comb. people flick the combs and they vibrate a specific frequency, the same frequency that the object is supposed to be on. some are really low and some are high, in between, etc etc. i don't know if it means anything to be higher or lower.