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I woke up in the bed at some house. I was sitting on the bed and overlooking the room. I was like "Hey hey hey, stop right there. There is something strange. Where I am? This isn't my room and I don't even know this place" and I did RC by looking onto my hands and also tried to put my finger through the palm of my hand. Suddenly I realized that I'm dreaming. I said to myself: "Woah I'm dreaming, but calm down. Don't screw it now, you know what happened last time you nearly had LD. You snapped out so calm down." I managed to calm down and I did get some control over my dream. It was pretty vivid and awesome. I stood up from the bed and started thinking what should I do. I was all happy that i managed to do it, so i wasn't able to think too much (I was also afraid of awakening). At first I thought I could, ehm spawn somebody and do a "certain things" if you know what i mean , but then I was like: "Man, that's stupid. Try something awesome." I couldn't remember anything what I wanted to try at that moment so flying was the first thing that came to my mind. At first I didn't know how to do it, but I realized that it's my dream and my rules and if you believe(know) you can, then you can. So i tried to jump. After jump I was slowly comming back to the ground. That's not it, but it's a good start. Then I literally tried to swim in the air. Heureka! It worked as a miracle, but it looked stupid so I tried to stop swimming and from that moment I could levitate without it. I flew through the window out. The house looked like some kind of country house set up in the spring scenery. I nearly managed to crash into the wall of the house . Then I started to think what to do next. I remembered that I was reading about a Task of the month and there was something like: "Find and object and destroy it anyhow." I started to think about the suitable object I would like to destroy and the power I should use (Bleach or Naruto FTW ), but then I woke up. It was the best dream ever (for me).

The orange bit is when I became lucid.

I'm in a backyard that I've never been, I'm climbing on them and looking on the tops of the fence and every once in awhile I find a stack of money. Then my friend and some boy I don't recognize walks into the backyard and they ask me what I'm doing. I tell them that finding money on fences is how I make a living, they're are shocked by this, so I show them, I pick a spot on the long fence and I climb up a little and find a small stack of money and show them, they're intrigued but still shocked, we start walking away from the fence, and suddenly the boy has a pitchfork in his hands and is walking towards me, he first goes towards my friend but I jump in front of her, and it goes into my stomach but doesn't puncture me yet, I say to him "what the hell are you doing!" and then he say's "I'm sorry, I can't control it!", so me and my friend say it's okay, but then I run out of room to back up in and then the pitchfork impales my torso and goes all the way through, my friend gasps but I tell her it's okay, for some reason I don't feel any pain, but it feels like a sensation. We are interrupted by some man and he says we must go to the hill and watch the aliens arrive, the boy has disappeared, but me and my friend panic and go to the hill so we don't stick out for any reason and get in trouble. When we go to the hill there is so many people laying and sitting on blankets or just on the grass, me and my friend lay together really close anticipating a bad thing, (then everything, the wind the grass the people just get very vivid) and I hear something loud and horrible coming i think its the ship but before I see anything I become aware that I'm in a dream, and I think i prevented the ship from coming because I can just hear the awful noise and shaking sensation, then I turn to see my friend but she's gone so I realize I can get the heck outta here and I look at the grass then when I look back up I'm still at the hill and I get annoyed but all the people and noise are gone, I try it again and when I look to the light I'm in this really really small room with just a rug and Then I feel as though my lucidity is slipping so I look at my hands and my fingers go out like smoke and I rub my hands together and I guess I stabilized, I make a door appear for some reason, I don't even use it, then I remember I need to brake something (that's the only part of the totm I could remember for some reason) but there is nothing to brake, no window nothing, when I turn looking I see a small table that a lamp would go on and I try to touch it but it sort of acts like two magnets deflecting from each other every time my hand got near, so I sloppily swing my foot at it and it explodes with one touch and wood chips go in the air in almost slow motion and I think why is it less wood then was in the form of it being a table. then I want to try to fly, but when I try it's like I'm doggy paddling in water but I stay in the air where I doggy paddled instead of going back down.]and then my cat woke me up quite alarmed because he had to take a dump and the litter box is in the hallway.

Non-lucid
Lucid

I'm in the back seat of a blue van that belongs to my sister. Instead of a trunk space, the seats are pressed against the end of the vehicle, and there's a dash under the back windshield. She's driving. A child that is supposed to be her son but looks like a combination of my brother's little boy and hers is laying on the dash behind me.
We're almost ready to leave, parked on curved driveway in front of the rock house we grew up in. The van starts to roll forward.
"You alright back there, kid?"
He giggles and joyfully smiles at me. I lightly pinch his cheek and he giggles some more. I smile and turn my attention to my dog, Caspian who is laying across my lap. He twists to expose his belly so I'll pet him. I do.
I notice, for some reason, his fur is getting increasingly more soft and his ribcage smaller. I look down at him and he's now a kitten with the same coloring. He's a bluetick beagle. The Caspian-kitten yawns and and grabs at my hand with his little paws, claws out. I start to play with one of his claws. My boyfriend walks up beside the van and it stops rolling. My window is down a little. I can't recall what he says to me. I hand him the Caspian-kitten who stretches languorously across my hands. My boyfriend smiles and takes him, Caspian clings to his teal button-up.
We finally leave the driveway. Something about my nephew's changeable face and the fact that my dog just turned into a cat has given me the choice to become lucid. I'm looking toward the front of the van, and the dream would have me continue doing so. I have a choice. I worry that the dream will distort and fall apart if I take initiative.
I decide to risk it and am pleased when everything remains normal. In fact it becomes more vivid. The early morning light swells and becomes impossibly sweet and warm against my face. The road we're taking hugs a cliff, it's narrow with no guardrail. We reach a red, arched metal bridge. The curve before the bridge is such that she speeds around the corner and almost hits a blockade made of cars. Everything slows down. I make the van fly over the blockade and hear my sister make a surprised, amazed noise. The van lands hard near the other side of the bridge, and the back wheels skid close to the edge where the beams have broken. I get out feeling awesomely smug and look outside curiously.
The road is a mess, it's the aftermath of an attack, the men assaulting the road have gathered near my end of the bridge, awaiting orders.
A thin man in a black suit with long black hair looks surprised to see me. Then he grins. I hear a strange sliding noise and turn to find my sister, nephew, and the van gone. Fear grips me, I notice a tall blonde man dressed in a striped red and black shirt and black slacks climbing down to a rough red-stone ledge that juts out from underneath the bridge. He tosses his jacket down and jumps into the water after my family. Without a second thought, I dive. I feel the wind on my face and the cool water closing around me. Everything is a delicious deep blue, far ahead of me I can see the man reaching my sister at the bottom of the lake. Both her and my nephew sank like stones, and float at the lake floor, he's in front of her, her arm draped over his shoulder down his chest. I see that the man has them, one on either side of him. I wait for him on a rock ledge. As he passes he nods to me, I push hard off the floor and slide my arms around his waist, adding my momentum to his.
The closer we get to the surface the easier it becomes. I foolishly think it's because I'm still lucid. He beings to break apart, becoming empty clothes. When I break the water, he's just a shirt in my arms. My sister and nephew are gone. Where are there? What happened to them? Are they still at the bottom of the lake? Someone calls to me but I ignore them and dive again. I get to the halfway point and do not see anyone down there. I swim around looking for them. For a second I'm worried about not having enough air, then I realize I'm already breathing, cool water along with air, in through my nose.
Then my boyfriend is there, he tugs on my arm and gestures to the surface. I shake my head, I don't want to go yet. He pulls me along after him anyway. We pass a ledge with treasure on it, a faded mahogany box with a gold circle with a Greek maze design engraved in a gold metal circle, it has one of these circles on each side. I want to see what's inside, but instead I follow him. When we climb out of the water, he tells me he has some idea where we can start to look for them. He makes it sound like they've been abducted.

I follow him, a little uncertainly, into a bar. This is not the kind of place I would usually go. He doesn't really feel like my boyfriend, more like an acquaintance with his face. The place is narrow and drab, the bar is on the left as I walk in with backless stools bolted to the floor. On the right side are red cushioned benches running the length of the wall, leading up to a door with a frosted glass window. There's a man standing in front of the door.I don't remember seeing any tables.
"Wait here, I'll be back." He goes to the man and talks quietly with him.
The dishwasher has made his way out from the back to gather some glasses. He's a little rough looking, scarecrow thin with bright almost hectic blue eyes, missing teeth. His hair is dirty blonde and sticks up straight up from his skull. He's wearing a dark brown apron over a dirty white thermal shirt. He sees me and says something about how a pretty lady shouldn't come alone to a place like this.
"I'm not alone." I say, giving my boyfriend a significant look.
"Oh, of course."
He catches the attention of the waitress. She seems like she's humoring him, he creeps her out a little with his intensity but she knows he's harmless. He starts to tell us a story about a renegade that passed through a few years ago. I wonder absently if he's talking about Liam.
"The reddest hair I've ever seen, big guy! You know what I said to him, I said--"
The bartender, a handsome man with a shaved head gets the waitress's attention, effectively interrupting the dishwasher. I can tell from his expression that this happens to him often.
"Nevermind, no one was listening anyway." he starts to leave. I cut in, partially because I hate to see that happen to people, and partially because I want to hear the end of his story.
"I was listening!"
I move over to the row of cushioned benches, backing away but keeping eye contact so he knows I'm still listening. His expression brightens and he smiles, I see he's missing some teeth.
"What did you say to him?" I prompt.
"I said, sir, that beard ain't much of a disguise." When he says it he tugs on his own. "Besides, everyone knows who you are, hair like that there cain't be two of ya!" he laughs, amused by his own wit and daring, questioning a dangerous rebel.
I laugh with him, but not really because I think it's funny. He moves off into the back, waving goodbye to me. I setting back on the bench. After a minute, something strange catches the corner of my vision. I look over, to my left is an extremely large man dressed in a black suit. I don't mean to say he's fat. Even sitting down I can tell that he's at least 8 feet tall. His leg extends nearly halfway to the bar. He's the biggest person I've ever seen. Bald, ridiculously muscular, sharp blue eyes with pinpoint pupils in a grizzled face. He's not a particularly attractive man, but his size suddenly appeals to me. He smirks at me like he knows what I'm thinking. I glance away. My boyfriend sits down to my right.
"Did you find anything out?" I ask anxiously.
"Not yet, the man I came to see is in a meeting. When the time comes he'll only see me, alone. We just have to wait a little bit."

The next part looks like an SNES video game, a world map. We're following a trail and gold beads dot the ground in our wake. "Hehe, it looks like Mario." I think. A flashing dot appears in the spot we just left. I refuse to turn my quest into a marrior game. I focus and the avatar gains a little more definition, turning into a 16bit version of me and my boyfriend. The lack of detail annoys me. I focus, willing myself closer to the 'screen'. The dream starts to lose cohesion. My boyfriend has led me to a cliff.
"Where are we even going? How will this help me find my sister?"
"....these look a bit heavy to carry." he replies and points behind me. There are four chest-height empty boxes, they almost look like giant square mugs, tied together at the handle with a hot air balloon or parachute. They have angry bird face on them.
"We just have a little further to go." he says.

Recall from today's naps, some success, also not much of non-lucid recall due to me trying to DEILD after waking up from non-lucid. Also wow, i did successful WILD in a dream(which counts as DILD i guess?).

Nap #1:

I was in game that looked similar to quake 4 and was shooting some stroggs with my hyberblaster, cleaning room after the room. Then there was very dark passage where i got ambushed. Then everything went black and i spontaneously go lucid, i try to imagine different location and teleport to it, but there's no success, i try a few times but i am still stuck in darkness. Shortly i feel something touching me and 'hugging' me, no clue what it is. I try to teleport again but no dice. After a bit i see some white/cyan wall for an split second and then i wake up the room is different and the lamps are broken so i realized that i am still dreaming, but i can't move for some reason. Shortly dream fades out.

Nap #2:

Can't recall much about this one, i recall finding out that one of the forums that i was previously on, which expired, has been restored and functioning also there were some troll users getting banned on it. Later i was browsing some other forum that was apparently about Trigonometry Wars shmup, in one of the threads the author was having some problem with a different game he was making. Later i noticed that my PC was overheating.

Nap #3:

I was home and there was major revamp of furniture positioning, people were annoying me and PC was loading extremely slow due to some problem. I got tired of trying to fix everything and ended up just lying in my bed, trying to WILD...
I awakened in my bed and i know i am in a dream, i take off headphones and i can still hear binaurals, that confirms it. I get up from the bed and while getting up i am concentrating on touching it with hands for stabilization, sound of binaurals shortly fades out as well. I am looking at the room and it is pretty accurate to my room in waking life, also it is daytime. I go to the balcony door and on the way i am repeating 'I am dreaming' a few times for additional lucidity and stability. I started ramming the door, had to do it twice like i did in the other lucid dream, though this time it just opened instead of breaking, i am fine with it since i want to do something more major for TOTM anyways.
As soon as i get to balcony i take off, i immediately feel the wings, and this time i am better prepared for it. It's still not easy though, i start flying in circles for a bit and then far to the right(if facing balcony from outside), being unable to get higher. I note that the building is very long and as much as i was in flight, it didn't ended. I finally figure out the movements and start getting higher, my target is the roof, since i need a good big open place. I reach it in a bit but it is very small somehow, i take off again searching for different roof.
Shortly i reach some red brick building, i note that my flight is pretty stable now. The roof is sloped, again not fitting for my goal, but i find decently open plaza-like area down below near this building. I also try taking a look at wings, but for some reason the angle at which i can rotate head is rather small. I land and look around, there are people walking around this plaza but i don't care. I start thinking up the way to reach my goal: transformation into a dragon, and i decide to try just concentrating, imagining transformation and shouting 'Dragon form!'. I try it for the first time, no success. Then second time, still not working. Then i try for the third time! I feel my right hand becoming different, i look at it and it's mostly normal but slightly bigger and clawed looking, it becomes normal shortly. I become more confident and attempted for the fourth time. I concentrated much more as well and i got it, my hands became clawed and black scales appeared all over them, but a second later, dream abruptly ends.
I woke up in my room and dad was annoying me about something, so i forget to do reality check, then shortly i wake up again, this time properly.

Worth noting it was my longest lucid up to date as well.

Pre-Bed MD 2020

Woke to WBTB at 3:30 but I had a headache and just wanted to sleep. I thought I could at least set my intentions and do MILD but never got that far. I ended up with a random DILD anyway. I think I was barely lucid in this one as my mind wasn't very critical of the dream.

Catfish? 4:40AM - DILD
I am walking around in some familiar woods. (I think this is one of those locations that exist in only in dreams but I visit often) I am enjoying the peaceful quite and time to myself. I start thinking about some youth minister that was here before doing some cool tricks and claiming it was the power of God. I start doing the same tricks on my own power. I start hovering and walking up trees. Every one in a while a strong wind would lift me up like a kite. Something was very familiar about all of this but I don't get it yet. Then, while walking up a tree I think that he must have had a line attached to him. Then I wonder how I am doing it with out a line and I slowly become lucid. I fly up and over a small river. Flying is difficult so I make swimming motions and that seems to work. I stay low to the ground to have some visual reference.

*memory gap*

Somehow I end up in some sort of enclosed dock. I am walking along and an old fisherman falls in the water but as soon as he does he turns into a very small skeleton of some sort of turtle like creature. I keep walking. There is a container of icyhot on the dock next to a boat. The boat is full of water and has little turtles in it swimming around. I kick the icyhot and a glob hits a turtle. There is a fizzing sound and the turtle turns all white and floats up on its back. I find this interesting so I do the same to the other turtles. I feel bad that I killed them all so knowing its a dream I use expectation to make them live again. They all flip over and swim away.

I get in the boat. The water is gone now. I hear a kitten meowing desperately. I look next to me and see a fishing pole and a net. There is something in the net. I look closer and expect to see a fish but the meowing get louder. There is a kitten with a hook in it mouth. The line is connected to the pole. I start to pick the kitten up and take the hook out but I know it will freak out and scratch me. Even dream pain cad be bad. I pause and look at the kitten. I say, "I know this is a dream. And since this is a dream you will not scratch me. You will be still and let me take the hook out." I pick the kitten up and find the hook in its mouth. I feel so bad for the kitten and wonder how this even happened. I thought maybe the fisher man was using shrimp or something similar. This poor kitten was just hungry and got a hooked in the mouth. Luckily the hook wasn't very deep. I say, "OK. Now the hook will just easily come out without hurting this kitten." The hook falls out into my hand. I let the kitten go and look at the hook.

Somehow I am outside of the dock building thing. I see CM from work. She is working outside with her husband who is splitting logs. CM says something. I float up and get ready to fly away. I ask her why she killed the fisherman. I don't remember her reply but I know it as an admission of guilt. We continue conversation that I can't remember. I basically said that I will have to tell the police. I know that will mean testifying in court and explaining why I was here. I'll have to try and explain lucid dreaming and everything. I am not looking forward to that.(I must have been losing lucidity some)

I try to fly off but I feel stuck in the air. I kick off the building but barely move. I make swimming motions but it doesn't work this time. Then my lucidity come back stronger. I remember point to point flying. I focus on a tree far way for a few seconds and then ZOOM. I fly at an incredible speed. Before I reach the first tree I focus on another. My speed increases. And I focus on the next tree before I reach that. I continue switching focus to keep myself flying. I laugh and feel giddy. The speed is incredible but I quickly lose visual reference. All the tree become a blur. I try to focus on just one tree to stop. I am losing it. The dream is fading. I try to visualize a tree but it is too late.


I find myself sitting at a dinning room table. J, my brother in law in to my left. He is being loud and looking at a TV. It sounds like some football game. I look to my left and see my wife next to me. I wonder how the hell I was just flying in a lucid dream while sitting at this table. I feel like I was hearing him the whole time in my dream. I think about it all of this and start to regain lucidity. Then, my wife loudly whispers in my ear. "I like it when they are drunk." For some reason this jolts me awake.

It was a raining day at Pacific High School. I can't seem to run away from this place and the more I think about it the more I start to believe about taking other in life. I started at the rear of the school. I'm inside a classroom, just waiting. There are a few people outside and we weren't allowed to go out at the time.

This place gave off a gloomy, depressing feel to me. I was calm until I had to go out to the rain and speak with two adults. These two adults I spoke to, I don't know them, I forgot what they looked liked, but they were there to protect the school from this "unknown" monster.

I volunteered to go with them and see if I could be of any use, despite not knowing what I was getting myself in to. They agreed to let me follow and from there, we ran down the halls of the school in to the danger zone.

As I was running I noticed the fear I had preparing for this unknown confrontation. I had no idea what I was getting myself in to but no matter what it was, I had to be confident and defeat it.

Once I knew we arrived, I saw a big backyard full of dirty things. There were clothes thrown out everywhere, lots of jungle trees and wet writing paper everyone on the ground. The rain only made it look depressing. My team rain across this big, dirty yard and I followed. They went on without me. I heard some screams, scared screams. I didn't like it. I ran back towards the entrance from whence we came. I was running in fear.

On my way to the entrance, I saw a gorilla of some sort. It seemed human but still I wasn't sure. I was too scared to go back to the entrance so instead I turned back towards the screams and ran as fast as I could! That's when I decided to fly. I got a running start and slowly jumped in the air and began flying!

I was slowly ascending up towards the rainy sky and eventually went out of sight from the gorilla. I was scared at the time so I didn't care how high I went, I just wanted to get away from the gorilla! I heard the gorilla yell out to me as I was happily moving away from this part of land. When I finally escaped the proximity of the gorilla's attacking range, I reached the plains behind the yard. It was safe there but I still wouldn't trust it.

I woke up.

Flying Fast

I was driving down the highway with my friend M. We came to a 3-way ramp. The middle ramp was for cars coming towards us, and the other two were ramps for cars going our way.

There were tiny, automatically driven cars coming down the middle ramp. We were lost, so I told M that we should write a note for one of the little cars to find out which we we were supposed to go.

Then I was heading towards a tunnel. A very long truck loaded with boxes that filled his side of the tunnel completely was coming out. I was going in and it was really cramped. As I headed in, I was suddenly holding onto a car that was flying extremely fast, and I realized I was dreaming.

I was going so fast, I could feel my stomach pulling at least an extra g. I started talking to someone that it felt like I must be going 300 miles per hour.

Then I started singing Maybe I'm Amazed by Paul McCartney. I know my voice isn't that great, but I thought it sounded pretty good, and I was a little surprised at my power. I belted out a couple stanzas really enjoying the speed and the song.

Then I was with my fgf, having lost lucidity.

Spoiler for Sexy Time:

She licked my balls and was going to give me a hummer, but the hummer never happened. I was upset about that.

I then woke up and went to the bathroom. I went back to bed and

#50
was lucid again. I saw a blonde and decided to get my hummer with her instead. I got it, but I couldn't feel it that well.

That's all I remember of this dream. I'm not even really sure there was any more to it.

We were at a place that resembled Hot Topic, but it wasn't a store, it was the home of a race, a race that horded mainly magical objects. I was there with Kyle and another boy, perhaps Tristan or Linkster, and some others may have been with us at some point.
The "people" living there, though human in appearance, were certainly something else, something alien. They started out as hospitable as could be, but quickly proved to be manipulative and devious. They would not let us leave.
We had to fight our way out, or rather, I did. Kyle and friend made it outside and I then proceeded to make several trips back to retrieve our belongings as well as some others that looked useful. Kyle had a huge pile of what appeared to be trading cards which the race's leader had taken, presumably because of their magical properties, and the stupid things took me two trips to save. Kyle was relieved to see them, but he was being too useless for me to care.

-

A child needed to be created. In a bathtub was a clear liquid in which he would be born. Next to it were two loofahs, one of which contained the DNA of the parents, and one of which contained unknown DNA. I placed both into the tub, but nothig happened. A young man who was with me stepped into the tub. I knew him, but I don't believe I've ever seen him before in my life. He knew, apparently, how this worked, and had Will step into the tub with him. I closed the curtain, because often in dreams what keeps things from working is that I'm staring at them. A few seconds later though, Will told me to open the curtain, that I had to see it. I did, and before my eyes a child of about four was growing out of nowhere. It was amazing to watch. Another few moments of this and it was finished. A strong little blonde boy stood there in the tub. The young man said that he was made from four different people's DNA, but that he was to be my brother.

-

I can fly. I can always fly. It's my favorite thing to do. In a field with my friends I was demonstrating my skill, and trying to teach them.

A group of friends and I had just walked out of a convention center after attending a non-specific event, when I decided to hop up into a cross-legged position and levitate in mid air. It was as simple as that! The group I was with watched in amazement as I effortlessly floated through the air, accompanied by a low-hum levitation noise.

I floated towards a crosswalk and had to stop and wait for the "walk" sign to turn green, and noticed I was starting to bump and scrape the ground. Keeping the levitation going was a lot easier while mobile for some reason. The sign turned green and I scooted right along like some futuristic hover car from 'The Jetsons.'

On the other end of the crosswalk I came out into a wide, empty parking lot. It was here where I decided i wanted to pick up speed and fly. For a second a fear of falling out of the air and dying crossed my mind, but then I remembered I was in a dream and started to pick up speed. It's such an amazing sensation, feeling the air rush past your body, feeling the acceleration of some invisible force push you faster and faster! As I picked up speed, I started to unfold my body out into a superman formation and lift into the sky. Unfortunately, I only went a short distance before waking up. It sure was a refreshing way to wake up though!

This is a flying dream which happened when I had a fever, it was actually the night my fever finally broke. I was very tired and it felt better than usual when I put my head down in bed.

The dream:
I was going home after a bike ride on a street parallel to a park downhill on my left. There was a yellow school bus passing me and then I took off with my bike. Since it felt real and it was like the first time I flew "for real" I was kinda in shock when I landed in my driveway and didn't remember the flying in between taking off and landing. The next day, I don't know exactly where I went in the morning, maybe work, I only have a sense that it was in a big building with some blue on it, in an industrial sector not far from a shopping mall... (might be because of seeing new areas in my city from taking the bus from a new metro station...) Anyway, when I left the place, I remembered flying before and tried it again, but for some reason I had 2 pillows with me in a back pack and just held them under my bent elbows, my elbows were pointing outwards and my fists on my chest, and I took off! At first I was flying like 60-90 feet off the ground, then up to about 180 feet. It felt like a few days passed, like a fast forward, and I had left work again (whatever work was), and took off again... with the pillows. I decided to see how high I can get and man, I got as high as about 900 feet or more, the ground and all the streets looked like a neighborhood map!

The wind was pretty strong and the left pillow slid to the edge of my elbow, but somehow stayed there... I got a bit scared of falling so I came down gradually and was ok.

It was the weekend now and I decided to go for another flight, and I thought to try it without any pillows and it worked, it just took some more effort to stabilize. I got really high at night, it was beautiful, I even saw a plane about a mile away from me on my left. In flight I remembered a show I used to watch as a kid called The Little Vampire (The Little Vampire (TV series) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ) as the city looked similar to how they showed it. Now it got weird... I landed next to a bus stop and pay phone near an apartment building as I didn't have my cell with me, I was gonna call a friend. Who do I see walking down the path from the building? MY MOM, yet she's different, she looks more content. I wanted to tell her that I can fly and have been for about a week, she tells me to wait until we're inside to tell her. We get back to what looks like home, but it's in the apartment building, I think it's her place but it has the same furniture as in the house, no sign of my dad. She tells me she didn't know I could fly but that it was actually a hereditary trait for some on her side of the family... and then she pulls out a knitted suit for flying passed down from previous generations... I'm weirded out at first but then I start having ideas about improving it, like adding compartments to the sleeves to insert molded plastic to improve stability... My mom tells me not to go too high due to planes... I think that's around where I woke up... it was 1pm and I was sweaty but no more fever.

Man, this is definitely one of the most detailed dreams I've ever had. In fact it's the one that made me do some research and led me to this site. I've had flying dreams before, but never where I controlled the flying so much, I really flew a lot, it was amazing. I wouldn't say it was a lucid dream though, just a vivid one. I've had 3 lucid dreams in my lifetime and I'm really excited about learning more. Those LDs will be in future posts.

Auditory hallucinations draw me into this WILD.

I hear voices to my right. It sounds like my old roommate Hugh. There's another unfamiliar voice. I guess that Hugh is giving this other man a job interview, something about accounting. Then I hear voices to my left. I conjure the feeling that I am in my bedroom in the Daisetta house. The voices outside are talking about... Led Zepplin? I dunno. I focus on the voices and they draw me into the dream.

Bam! I'm outside in a bright and vivid summer day. I'm in a suburban backyard. The grass is a brilliant shade of green beneath my feet. The house is somewhat like Daisetta. Around the yard are trees and power lines. There are three people around me. I intuit they were the voices outside. They are two boys and a girl. They look high school age and are dressed in gym clothes with blue shirts and white cotton shorts. I look down and see I am wearing the same thing. They are looking at me like I'm their teacher. But I'm not really interested in them. I had a plan in mind but this environment doesn't suit it. So I decide to just have some fun.

I look up. Time to fly. I now become aware of a few flying objects. They look like flying cars. I jump and zoom up to the nearest one. It seems to be an unmanned drone, about the size of large trash can. It has a Star Wars Tatooine look to it; futuristic but at the same time rusted and worn. I grab it and spin and throw it up toward another drone and the two crash and fall. Ha!
Then I am distracted by an unpleasant feeling in my throat, like a dry heave. I snap back to my waking body. At least I think this portion was waking, but I might have been still dreaming. I feel the urge to cough. I swallow and move my neck slightly and I feel okay. I DEILD back into the dream.

I fly up higher and look down to get a sense of the landscape. I'm hovering over a wide dry riverbed that is overgrown with moss and small bushes. On either side of the riverbed there's suburban homes. This reminds me of the creek behind the Redmond house. Down in the riverbed I see a large creature. About the size of a walrus but more like a beached whale in appearance. It is very blubberly. I zoom down and try to lift it. It is heavy but I manage to get it over my head. I throw it up into the air and hovers for a bit, then slowly and gently falls back to the ground. I then take a closer look, trying to figure out what exactly this creature is.

I snap back to my waking body again. I'm either still dreaming or in some deep hypnopompic state. I hear voices to my right, as I had in the earlier hypnogogia. It's Hugh again. I intuit that he is talking on the phone to his boss about the job interview candidate. He says, "He had the three wisdoms but didn't know his mathematical formulas. That's just memorization though. He's a bright candidate." I'm listening to this while remaining still, hoping to DEILD again. He ends the phone call and I hear footsteps toward my bedroom room, which is to the right, like my current apartment. I hear the door open and Hugh says "Are you there?" I feel the weight on my bed shift and a foot near my head. I think, maybe Hugh has something urgent so I should wake up.

I snap out of hypnopompia and realize I don't live with a roommate anymore. D'oh.

2/16/13

DILD

This occurred during a long nap. All of the recent dream fragments before it were FA's with me trying to wake up. Mostly I couldn't open my eyes and if I went back to sleep in the dream, I would FA into the same situation.

Also of note, I was able to get around my usual flying problem because my target was moving ahead of me.

For a period of time we were driving fast down this mountain pass. I was not driving, but I could see a car ahead of us barrel into a turn and hit the guard rail. I told the driver to slow down. We hit the rail at the apex of the turn, but it didn't have much of an impact. It was like Grand Theft Auto where you can turn and use the walls to help you complete it.

I was walking down the street of some town. There are a bunch of cars to my left in some traffic. I small, dark green hatch-back starts to maneuver strangely. I can tell it is trying to take off. I stop and look. It lifts off the ground and I yell, "Hey you can't fly in MY dream! I am the flying police...." I look to take off after the car but there is a ceiling of tree branches over the entire road. It is a thick mesh. I continue my statement, "....but I am out of my jurisdiction."

I run to the side walk and the trees end. I spot the car in the sky and launch. I feel the strong pull of acceleration. The car is really far ahead, but I am gaining steadily. When I start to get close, it banks to the left and dips back down. I give chase. I realize that the back bumper is just out of my reach--around 2 yards. I try to use a spider web to pull it to me. It works and I grab the bumper (I didn't really see the web but the car shot back into my hand). I used some angular leverage and hurl the car back to the ground with all my force. I lose the dream with a fairly satisfied feeling.

Before I was lucid... This dream was confusing. Or, at least, I don't remember it well.

I was in some house- it may have been a large apartment- and for aome reason, a bunch of people were coming inside. Like, they're all family, but this isn't my family. I became lucid for pretty much no reason. I was away from all the comotion, looking out the window. There was this midget (three feet tall?) next to me. He was old. For some reason, he wanted to come with me to do my lucid thing. I asked why that is necessary since he isn't real. But oh well, he came with me anyway, though I didn't think of him again. I started just flying, I was pretty low to the ground. Like, ten feet. While I was traveling, I wasn't paying much attention to the scenery (and I should....), but it ws mostly country. Like, there were random people, but everywhere was very unpopulated. Now and then I passed a house.

At one point, I see something near the road I am flying over (yeah, I was only flying over a road the whole time...). It was, like, a foat man, sort of like from Narnia. His head was down, but then it was raised. It was my dad... I saw crude versions pf my mom and sister too along with what was supposed to look like our house.

At one point, i decide that 'f,ying isn't fast enough'. So, i come up with this other way to move faster, though I didn't think it would work. And it did, even though I doubted it... My tush was on the ground, and I kind of sledded on the road....really fast, even though there was no incline.

Eventually,I decide that I am done flying, so I catch up with this DC. I am in a place that is kinda the edge of a city, though i only saw one building, it was like an appartment building. I only see one DC, and he looks creepy, but I talk to him anyway. I start walking with him, and ask him a question. The dream wasn't vivid enough to understand him. Asking twice didn't help.

I (dream-awaken) almost instantly in a small cluttered room. I'm upside down with my head laying on the ground looking up at the ceiling with my back half-off a couch and my legs partly resting on the top of the couch. Almost as if you were attempting to sit upside-down on a couch in your living room. I was instantly aware I was dreaming and thought to myself 'I'm here'. I quickly got up and then reminded myself to rub my hands together which I did. The room had odd angles at each corner as if some walls were larger than others. There were many shelves of useless nick-nacks and books. The walls were a sort of cartoon orange and the objects all very brightly colored as well. After examining the room I decided to should do something and thought about fact that I didn't see a door and there seemed no way to get outside. As I turned there appeared an odd shaped window, again with the perspective and angles all distorted. I decided that I should try to go outside and I floated or walked through the open window to an outside alley. I was still worried about the dream fading and in fact a few times things had gone black and as I briskly continued to rub my hands together they would come back into focus and then fade again at times. I think sometimes in the dreamworld if you are not actively doing anything the mind starts to erase the scenery. The more I move around or intensely experience something the easier it is to keep everything from fading out. I'm still rubbing my hands together and I start to wonder if I'm doing this in bed as well as they actually start to feel very hot and raw. I decide I should move and so I run down the alley and think about floating off the ground and with that I'm flying swiftly upwards to about 40 feet. I fly for a few minutes down narrow alleyways of some sort of town. At some point I see three kids walking down the alley and I think I know them from another dream. I fly down quickly and while still levitating I playfully mess up the hair of two of them with my dream hands and laugh telling them I have seen them before. Things start fading hard at this point and I cannot stabilize it any longer. It fades to black and I am awake in bed now.

So I'm going to eat at this place...like a dining hall or something, and they're serving crabs. I happened to have my own in my hand at the time so I just added it to the plate. They added these really long crab legs to it, and some guy was talking about how mine had germs on it, and I told him that I could just eat the inside and be fine.

Anyways, we sit down, and something of mine is sitting on another counter. I raised my hand, and this lady looked around and said "well no body claimed it....is it yours"? I said "yes". She said "well not saying anything, isn't really using your head head is it?'. "Isn't ignoring someone's hand also not using your head?" I replied. The old lady smiled and said one more thing "you're just being a smart ass". I continued eating after having that short laugh, while another lady was telling this vivid story. They were all dressed up like witches, and there was someone playing an organ to add to the drama of the story. I forget what it was about, but it had a lot of details and the person on the organ captured it all. I was thinking about recording it, but decided not to.

Something happens between this that I can't recall.

But I know I can fly. I head up past the clouds and land on a truck that has a messed up roof. It's female driver is in the middle of welding it back on while driving, and I think it's really cool. Someone says something about being a witness to it, and I leave. Some military people are chasing me, and they say they want some answers, and are baffled to how I can fly. My flying is jacked up during the chase, and it becomes a little more than super moon jumps. Eventually I wake up.