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I was on the roof of a skyscraper. I think I was trying to walk on top of a kind of crane hanging off the building? Suddenly the crane collapsed. I tried to hang on, but the whole thing came down. I fell down the building, but waaaay faster than terminal velocity. It felt like a thousand kilometres per hour. Then I smacked into the ground. I could feel my legbones reaching past my ears, which was definitely not good. Oddly, the "anti-gravity cushion" that normally prevents me from falling to my death in other dreams, failed me!

I recall accidentally falling all the way down from an incredibly steep icy mountain (possibly with a fortress on top), all the down down to a lake.

Down in a lake with a bunch of other people. Possibly living in the water? There was another lake right next to it, but it wasn't connected to ours, so we couldn't reach it (we couldn't move on land?). A group of other people was stranded in that other lake, but I didn't care, as the water in our lake was warm an their was cold.

I vaguely recall a sex scene, or rather: an attempt at sex. It didn't go very easily.

Skyfalling
I was dreaming that I was in a room, like a plaster walled garage. Someone was showing me around with a couple others, there was this huge plastic great white shark in the room. I remember that the tail was all weird, like it hadn't been attached properly.. Next thing I remember is being on the border between atmosphere and space, extremely high in the sky as if I could see the whole earth.. There was another person with me, an enemy I think. It was somehow related to the shark room before. We were plummeting down to Earth, I was going to divebomb him or something. How did we even get this high?

I fell back asleep this morning while trying to visualize floating on a river. I practice visualization pretty regularly, and occasionally it produces a WILD. When I initially entered the dream I thought that it must be one of the rivers nearby, as the landscape looks the same. I seemed to be floating on an invisible boat, or I just never looked down because my field of vision was just the river and the trees on either side. Instead of moving forward slowly, like floating on a boat, my body felt the sensation of going backwards, and rather quickly, and feeling regular patterns of large swells of waves, almost like a slow, backwards rollercoaster. The scene was in fact similar to the image on a video of a simulated ride. After a little while of really enjoying this sensation, I was plunged into darkness, and had a tingling sensation. I continued to feel as if I were moving backwards, only now it felt more like falling. A tiny fear came up in me and I briefly thought of death. I saw tiny orange and yellow moving geometric figures accompanied by rapid 'tink tink tink tink' sounds as they slid around on either side of my visual field, sort of like a mini tetris game.


Thoughts: The was not quite an OBE, as I did not have the sensation of moving or jumping out of my body as I have in the past.

June 14, 2016: #3 of 3: With no prior recollection as to how or why, I find myself falling through the sky like a parachute jumper above a dense forest over a sprawling, stone medieval castle. I appear to be approximately 3,000 feet in the air falling at terminal velocity. The panoramic view of the forest and the castle (at about my 2:00) is very realistic. The shock and surprise of falling causes me to become immediately lucid. I am falling, not flying. I have no more control over my flight path than a parachute jumper would ordinarily have. I suspect this dream content was prompted by the Game of Thrones episode I watched with my wife L. prior to going to bed.

The sensation of weightless falling is very striking and enjoyable. For an inexplicable reason I am not concerned about hitting the ground. Perhaps I am wearing a parachute. Instead of feeling a rushing wind, my entire body has the sensation of a very powerful, extremely pleasant tingling. I observe the tree tops rushing up to meet me at a furious pace, but I am 100% aware this is a dream. In order to prolong the sensation of falling and the tingling associated with this, I somehow manage to “roll back” the dream to a higher altitude so that I can fall again. This succeeds even though I don’t know how I did it. I have no recollection of hitting or touching the ground. As with all my non-lucid falling dreams I wake before I hit the ground.

Dream 1 - Bus Fight
I remember being in the village where I live and I was on the bus with some friends. There was some kind of dickhead who was being a dick to a friend of mine, he wasn't on the bus so my friend got off and started walking to a better place to fight. The bus I was on followed them, the guy driving was a pasty white guy with glasses. We turned up at a grassy every enclosed by trees, my friend (Daniel) is fighting the other guy (who is now Johnny). Dan is a Tae Kwon Do black belt in real life, and Johnny (in my dream at least) was super buff. The bus driver steps out and is now a big black super buff guy now. He knows that a fight is unavoidable, so he smacks the two fighting and gets their attention. He says "kicks allowed only to the neck and below", asserting himself as the judge. Dan immediately launches a low kick to Johnny's knee which cracks. Johnny lets slip a yelp of pain and steps back. He's a big guy and decides he should just charge at Dan. Dan, being the comical guy he is (IRL) scuttles back super quickly while squeeling loudly, poking his tongue out and doing jazz hands. Johnny doesn't want to look 'silly' in the fight so he doesn't chase too much. I can't remember what happens next.

Dream 2 - Death
I recall heading out somewhere with some friends, but I hadn't had any lunch yet. The area was suburban with nice green scenery, it reminded me of Dunedin a bit. We were walking up a slope and I figured I'd ditch, I wanted to head home and eat and it looked like we weren't going to eat for a while if I stayed. I headed off back towards the house we came from at a jogging pace.

I'm back at the house now but we're leaving in a car (me and a friend). He starts reversing but isn't paying attention, he goes too far and I start freaking out because there's a cliff behind us. "Dude, stop! Look out!" I say, he doesn't stop in time, I feel the car lurch as it slides back over the edge. Nonononononononoonononoononononoo.
The sheer fear and panic that rose in me was enough to jump my heart to my throat, I knew it was over and that I would die. The car slipped over and started plummeting and I could see the ground racing towards me. Right before impact I woke up in a panic, it had felt TOO real.

That dream was a bit of a reflection of me having just learnt how to drive and also the experience I had during rock climbing 2 days ago.

Morning of April 19, 2016. Tuesday.



There is some very intense sensuality and lovemaking several times throughout this dream of the type that leaves me intrigued, but it also has a science-fiction-like plot.

I seem to be some sort of watchman (in mostly casual clothes; no uniform) for a particular unknown and unfamiliar city in possibly the distant future. It has something to do with making sure no one goes near or uses any reactors, along with things relating to electricity and “old” technology.

There is a point at which I discover someone had started to utilize a reactor and I go to investigate. It seems that time had somehow shifted or I am in the “wrong” town. A man (unknown) in a policeman’s uniform (including a helmet) tells me that the town is going to utilize the reactor when I warn them it is against the present federal laws and that there may be radiation that will make many people ill over time. He does not agree and asks me for identification. He even pulls a gun on me. We argue a bit and I continue to tell him that it is my responsibility to be a watchman of this town.

Finally, after he makes a couple other comments, I just firmly say “No…no…I am the ultimate authority here! I am!” and shoot him in the forehead twice. The people do not really react but the reactor is shut down. (As a reactor would represent conscious energy entering the dream, not lucidity but possibly just waking up, it seems I prefer to stay in the dream state at this point.)

There is a (one of several) lovemaking scene with Zsuzsanna with me on my back in an outside area, seemingly on concrete and near a man-made river. One human witness appears. There are also several wild animals nearby; lions and bears and such. I say, trying to sound somewhat friendly, “aw…go away now…” but the person just stands there looking at us curiously until the large wild animals flee from my louder voice and knock them over (into the river) on their way to jumping into the river to “escape” me. They transform into a cluster of large but variously-sized bubbles sailing across the surface of the water to the opposite side. When they transform back, they are all mixed up. I even see a giant skinny frog (about five feet tall) and an oversized male plumed basilisk (about half the size of the frog). They seem to be struggling to pull themselves out of the water. Some of them are still “half-bubble” and a bit melted-looking. I am not sure if any but the frog makes it.

In another lovemaking scene, Zsuzsanna is younger and has a raised butterfly pattern (flight symbol though there is no lucidity at any point) on her back (not a tattoo image, just raised skin which I mostly feel rather than actually see).

In another scene, I am indoors and there are several different females, all unattractive and seemingly arrogant as they lounge about. One is standing at the front of the room like a leader of some sort. A couple of them make sarcastic remarks about me not finding them pleasant to be with, but I pull out a gun and shoot them in the same manner (in the forehead, twice) as the guard from the earlier part of my dream. One of the females seems about six feet tall and is almost completely round and lying on her side on an elevated (about five inches or so) trapezoidal section of the floor. Finally, a young version of Zsuzsanna appears and seems concerned. I tell her that there is nothing for her to be concerned about and we hug intimately and say “okay” back and forth a few times. This is a transition point (a partial awakening and my dream shifting to a different one) that represents unity and coalescence (dream self merging back into whole conscious self). Of all the different types of dream events, hugging has always seemed the most intimate and peaceful, even healing in nature and is much better than the falling transition in my opinion.

I shift to a surreal scene in an unknown apparently elevated city (the time seeming to be mid-afternoon) with someone on a unicycle (my left) and a dwarf in some sort of pedal car (my right). I seem to be on a skateboard or possibly just floating along on air in standing position. We all seem happy and the other two are sort of singing gleefully. We are suddenly blocked by a chain-link fence (liminal space between dreaming and waking). A man about eight feet tall (on the other side of the fence and representing my emergent consciousness in this case) in a 1940s suit and very thin (and reminding me of a thinner version of Lurch from “The Addams Family” with an essence of the Apple Droppers from “Yellow Submarine”, the latter being a downsized waking transition “warning”, that is, the dreamer as a potential falling apple), not menacing at all, cordially opens the gate for us. We continue to ride along but soon see that the edge of the street and sidewalk just stop (like a cliff), thus the fence was more for pedestrian safety it seems. The view of the rest of the city is in the distance and far below. The two other dream characters cannot stop in time and go riding off the edge and shout “Whoa!” and hover in midair for a very short time before falling (like in a cartoon). I feel a sense of hilarity and feel only a vague sense of falling even though I had not gone over the edge (final waking transition event) and seem to now somehow be on a unicycle at the waking point. I find it hilarious that the two other dream characters went suddenly falling instead of me experiencing the direct waking mechanism. This has happened before and I always find it silly and amusing, almost like a “glitch” in the waking process where “I am” (dream self perspective and identity) is for whatever reason instead rendered as “you are” (projected affirmation to a secondary character) even as the transition occurs.

Thursday, 09/10/15
Stopped smoking weed, drinking alcohol, and drinking coffee for 3 days
Took Galantamine, Meletonin, and Lucid Dreaming supplement
Slept in many stages waking periodically
Achieved vivid lucidity
Many dreams recollected

Massive Boulder Island With Wild Animal Inhabitants
( Rock, Boulder, Water, Flying, Pterodactyl, Climbing, Alligator, Chimpanzees, Brother)
I dreamt of this massive boulder rock surrounded by water. I was there with my brother. We tricked these blue flying creatures into flying into each other. They had a routine of all flying at once off the edge and we had another group flying up the other side at the same time. They all attacked each other and died. We had hoped at least one would survive but no one did. Ben wondered how we were going to get down because it was so high up and the water was to shallow. I found a spot to climb down and drop 6 feet or so into the shallow water. Ben was swimming and from above I could see a reptilian looking creature swimming near him. He said it was an alligator gar. I yelled for him to get out of the water. But he swam the other way where there was no spot to climb up. I jumped in and it bit on to me. I started to wrestle it. ~REALITY CHECK (abrupt scene change)~
The scene skipped to inside a cave within the rock and I was strangling the creature except now it looked like an anaconda and there was commentary saying something about the tables being turned. Inside the rock were these feline creatures that looked like they were either dead or sleeping. It almost looked like a display from a museum. I saw one of their arms twitch and I got a little nervous because I felt no match for catlike reflexes. I went outside and there were these chimpanzees wearing sweaters. One was green with the #12 on it. Outside I was balancing on this hanging vine outside on my feet and I jumped to another one. The chimps were amazed and wanted to see me do it again. I thought it was weird that I would be teaching the chimps there own techniques.


Deep Breathing Induced Flight High Above the Earth
(Parents House, Night, Raining, Naked, Flying, Falling)
<<LUCIDITY ACHIEVED >>>

I was in my old house. It was raining and dark out and I was naked. Some how I had an inkling that I was dreaming. I think it was because I had this floating feeling and I didn't remember getting there. I went outside through the front glass door into the rain and tried to fly. I began to float upwards but I leveled out a bit. I realized I wasn't breathing enough so I took a deep breath and raised higher into the air. It seemed that the deeper I inhaled, the higher up I went. I kept rising higher and higher until I was in the upper atmosphere. I remember vividly, looking down toward the Earth, weightlessly floating, admiring how vast of a distance there was between me and the massive planet below. Later I decided that I wanted to see what it would feel like to fall all the way down so I stopped trying to hover and began to plummet toward the Earth. The texture of the Earth became continuously clearer and cleared as I came closer and closer to the ground. But lucidity faded before I hit the ground.

First dream

I was sitting in a green coloured bus. It had only three seats for passengers. It was courising around the city, taking random passengers - only I stayed inside all the time. Once it took a fat and a bit ugly girl wearing dark blue hoodie and jeans trousers from a station. We were driving in silence, until I said "So... It's a nice bus." She replied "Yeah, it's quite good."

Second dream

I was a disembodied spectator. I've seen a dude enter his car and drive. On the crossroad he saw two pretty girls in their sports car and decided to follow them and get a date with one. They drove on. The road was surrounded by grassy hills with trees growing sparsely. There was a small, abandoned village nearby. They were speeding up greatly, suddenly they hit each other and I got into body of that dude. Seatbelts were too weak and I flewn out of the car - first hitting the front window with my head, then hitting the ground and skidding down.

Somehow I survived and got closed in a cage by a strange cult that was just searching for sacrifices for their dark god. In another cage there was a strange cat-like creature. It's tail was ended with a mace. In another cage there was a raven-like monster with spruce alike needles protruding out of it's feathers.

Suddenly I found myself in my house, in my own body. There was a long desk that took half of the kitchen's space. There was one computer with old RCT screen. I tried to write my DJ post, but for some reason strange words only appeared. There was one of my classmates sitting nearby. He asked if I'd want to summon someone. I tried, but for some reason it didn't worked.

I decided to leave posting DJ entry for my classmate and entered a club. As soon as she saw me, a tall, long haired blonde woman wearing a white jacket, black blouse and black trousers decided to hit up with me. For some reason I couldn't see her face. We danced for a while - at first I was dancing badly, but after a while I did pretty good. Dancing with her was really turning me on, everything went black and I appeared in the middle of a street in my home town.

#9 LD - Low quality vision
As always my room. I was laying on my bed with my bf. I was looking at the wall and thought that I shouldn't be there (I wasn't at home in RL then). I did RC and get lucid. It was dark. I tried to make some light by commands but I only had some strange quality vision. Sth like that: [KLIK]. I didn't write it down but I think that I saw also some disco colours and I said that I didn't mean this kind of light. I wasn't calm much. I went to the shelf and took a red figure. I touched some towel. I went to my mom's room and tried to fly through the window. I heard an alarm but I knew that it's still a dream. I saw on the phone that it's 2:10AM. I flew away and on purpose I was falling down spinning. I thought that it was a bad idea. It started to be dark and my dream changed to NLD. Some bird or 2 were falling down on the hill.

Here is the dream from 2 days ago (the first of the three in a row).

Lucid Dream:

It was night and I was with Jeff walking on this path up a hill. We were looking for something (a museum, maybe). At one point I remember lifting up my legs (like when you're a kid holding your parents' hands and letting them swing you along). I think this made me go lucid because I was trying to figure out how I could be doing this while only holding one of Jeff's hands.

We got to the top of the hill. We were on a kind of covered patio. Behind us was a door. In front of us was a rail where we could look down at a large pool of water far below. I could also see a building and a dock by the water.

Jeff then says to me, "Did you notice how when we move our hair doesn't move in the wind?" I said, "Yeah, I did notice. I think that's because we're lucid." I then said, "I know a good way to find out for sure if we're dreaming. Let's jump off this and down to the water below. If our hair doesn't move, that means were dreaming."

Jeff agrees to jump with me. We then run to the edge and hop the railing. I didn't even think to try to fly. I feel super heavy and we fall fast. I notice feeling that very real feeling of my stomach lurching as I fall. The fall is long enough that I had the chance to look over at Jeff and see that his hair is perfectly still. I call out to him and point that out.

Finally we hit the water and sink quickly to the bottom like a heavy rock. I'm a hundred percent positive that this is a dream now, so I don't worry about breathing. In fact, I start to talk to Jeff under the water.


And that's all I remember.

2.18.16

5am-1pm shift yesterday. Nap most of the afternoon and night. Dream recalled just before 4am.

(This one was few days ago: I'm on some tour in North Korea. We walk around and have some meals. The tour guide is suspucious of me because apparently that is my second consecutive tour and they think I'm a spy)

Today:
DR 1:
I am living on a top floor of a scryscraper. Some residents are talking in a hallway about safety. Somehow we find out that they cut corners while building the structure and someone said they inspected the part that is still under construction and there are parts of walls and support structures missing. The building can crumble at any moment. I feel the urgency and me and my mom start packing.

We make it to the ground. I look up at the cloudy night sky and I can see the unfinished part of the building starts to shake and buckle. I yell "look it's coming down" and parts of it are starting to rain down. I see people holding on to it while falling. Now I am one of the falling ones. We ar really high up and I'm liking it. My stomach starts to feel like on a roller coaster and I'm enjoying the fall. I wonder if I will finally hit the ground, as I never do in any of my lucid falls (this was non-lucid).

There was lot more details in the building and on the ground before and after this, but they are all so vague.

I'm talking to someone, I think it's AURON. Looking at some readouts from my dream stats. There is one line of text in blue, looking like a URL link. I say "oh ok, it's blue, looks like I was lucid then, when I "went" to fall with others, because I love falling."

DR 2:

There is a body of water with some monster keeping hostages on some floating structure. The traffic is closed off nearby so police can take care of this.

I'm sitting in a huge orange/yellow construction truck and I aim it straight down an almost vertical slope heading for the water. Some of my friends does some magic and makes the slope slippery with snow and ice. I gun it and drive the truck in the water. I poke a tiny needle hole into the monster and he slowly deflates.

DR 3:

I'm at the airport carrying people in my cab. With another cabbie we decide to take some passenger and his luggage.

#482 - DEILD - 4:11AM

I have a false awakening where there is some sort of party going on in my bedroom with the guys from work. There's some issue with the Playstation and I have to sort it out. I am a little annoyed they were being so loud and woke me up but I manage to go back to sleep.

I wake slightly and move just a bit to get more comfortable and focus on DEILD. There are some very mild vibrations and I get too caught up in focusing on that causing my lucidity to dip a bit.As I wait, my wife rolls over closer and starts making out with me. I'm really enjoying this and wonder if she's woke up wanting to do it or if I am really just dreaming. Either way I don't care and just enjoy the moment. She starts talking about wanting sex and some other things that surprise me a little. I think this is probably a dream and while I ponder that I actually hear her begin to snore. I realize she can't possibly be making out with me and snoring at the same time and my full lucidity returns. Unfortunately my wife begins to toss and turn a bit and it totally wakes me up.

After she settles down, I try to DEILD again only to fail. I am in the living room painting a mural on the wall. I am working painting a man and I keep having trouble with the white beard. I manage to get it to look right, but when I look away to reload my brush, the different color have blended together too much. I step back to the whole picture and I notice different sections that don't go. The man is too small and standing in trees and on the other end someone has painted furniture. I give up and tell myself I'll have to just paint over the whole and start fresh later. I decide to go back to bed for now and when I lay down thinking about all of this, I realize it's a dream.

It's really dark now and my wife is talking a bunch of nonsense. It's so distracting that I can't even think. I shout, "SHUT UP!" Shocked at my out burst I wait for her to retaliate, but she is now silent. I chuckle a bit and wonder if I said that in my sleep because it sounded so loud and clear. I shout out again wondering if maybe I really am awake. I do a nose plug and blow through so I get up, but it all feels to real. I fall back into bed and then decide to just go for it. I get up and move out of the bed room in the total darkness. I shout, "HEY DREAM!" and then fall into an abyss. I enjoy the sensation of falling for a few seconds and then hit the floor. I realize I am back in the bedroom. It's still too dark, but I can see that much. I recall the make out session from earlier and find my wife. I'll spare the details, but I decided to have raunchy sex with my wife. It's a pretty lengthy segment for a lucid dream. Some how we move around the room this is all happening and end up in the bathroom. I notice the woman has shifted from looking like my wife to looking like some other woman. I really just want my wife, but realize this is the nature of dreams.

I stand up in the bathroom and notice is nearly totally dark again. I recall a trick I was told about and blind summon a light from my pocket. I get some light when I flick it, but see some hideous monster with giant eyes looking at me. I put away the lighter and blindly punch at the creature as I move back into the bedroom. I quickly decide to forget I saw that and just wondering into the dining room. I try light switches and even find a huge breaker box. I flip all the switches, but I still can't see. I'm starting to get annoyed now and desperately look for any light source. I notice the fridge is open a bit and light is spilling out of it. I open and study the food items but they all look oddly distorted. I go back into the dining room and see a super bright light coming from a bowl on the table. It's too bright to look at, but only dimly lights the room. I get on the floor and study the wood grain for a bit to stabilize. Now the kitchen light is all the way on so I rush to it. When I get there the room distorts and morphs and the dream fades.

I find myself back in bed looking at my phone. I have a snapchat text open. It's mostly non letter characters, but there is one sentence. "Fell a distance of ooooooohhhhh". I laugh decide it's a log of what happened to me during the earlier part of my dream. I scroll down but the phone zooms into much to see it all and bar of black makes it hard to see. I notice I scrolled past the word "sex", but can't seem to find it again. I've been taking screenshots of all of this hoping that somehow it will be on my phone when I wake up, but I know deep down it wont. Too bad.

Now my daughters come in the room and for some reason this is so distracting that I loose all lucidity. They have swollen sores on there legs and my wife says it has to be bed bugs bites. Somehow I doubt it, but I get up and doctor their wounds anyway. After I do that my wife gets ready to leave and says she needs to take them someplace and she will be right back. I'm confused, but just say, "Ok." Then my son wakes up and runs into the room crying for her. I say, "Oh look. Mohinder woke up." That's not even close to his actual name, but in the dream I don't even find this odd. I have to hold him so my wife can leave out the front door. It's at this point that I wake up.

sometime in 2015
I was inside my parents house by the front door and I could here rain outside. I was dark out. I went outside having a feeling of deja vu. I looked at my hands and they were swirling. I remember that I always wanted to fly as high as I could while in a dream. I began to float upwards but lost momentum and was no longer flying up. I was just hovering. I found out I wasn't breathing. Every time I took a breath I flew a little higher. Now able to see the tops of the houses and the rain I continue to take deep breathes flying higher into the clouds. I can see the stars above and below the clouds fly away in swirling mists as I begin to see the shape of Earth at it's curving edges. I slow down into orbit miles above earths surface and gaze down at the dark side of the earth with it's christmas light pattern of light pollution and decide to fall back to Earth because I've had many dreams where I fall from high distances and land on my feet. I gain speed again but this time toward earth with increasing momentum. I feel a pit in my stomach and I begin to lose touch with reality hurling toward Earth. The dream fabric broke and I awoke.

I wish I had landed

...next time

Morning of October 25, 2015. Sunday.



I am looking down into the throat of an extinct volcano. This will be fun to jump into in my lucid awareness. I cannot see that far down, but do not expect to be harmed in any way. (It is fairly common for me to deliberately jump from a higher place to then soar about in my dreams. It is often very exhilarating, especially when there is such realistic momentum.)

I jump, falling stomach down, arms out, though now see a giant spiderweb across the whole cylindrical area below. My dream goes into an odd state where I am somehow vaguely aware of my real physical body. I am not interested in any giant spider shenanigans.

After a short time, the giant spiderweb I land on, on my stomach, turns out to be a thin sheet of glass that is somehow stopping my fall. It is full of spider-web-like cracks. There is a jagged hole where my legs are dangling down just a bit. I then consider that it may actually be ice, not glass. Eventually, I get a subtle impression that it is cellophane, but that would seem unlikely regarding the fact I remain suspended on whatever I am on for a time.

The scene shifts to where I am crawling through a horizontal cylindrical tunnel that is getting smaller and smaller. Some sort of “living rock salt” feature (as perhaps of an actual surreal “throat” of a larger creature) around the whole tunnel may digest me at one point. Obviously I do not want this. I emerge near the top of a high hill but am “stuck” inside the outer area of the tunnel to just below my chest. Perhaps I will just remain here staring out over a small isolated town for however many years or centuries. I do not feel in danger, just mildly annoyed that I cannot move. I will not call for help; just wait until I am fully “back” in my real body. I rest my chin in my hand, trying to hold back my aggravation and very minor embarrassment (though no other person had been around at any point).