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Dream #1

I was at "my office," which was basically two cubicles set in one of the product islands at a discounter store like a Kmart or a Wal-Mart. I sat in the left cubicle. My co-worker S sat in the right cubicle. There was an aisle for a walkway between us.

I had been doing some kind of work, but now I stood up from my cubicle and walked into the main part of the store. I had probably been thinking about my bad handwriting.

I looked in the distance. Hanging on the wall or hanging from the ceiling were two signs, as big as the signs that might usually advertise products, like in a Target. The signs may just have materialized as I watched them. They mimicked my handwriting, making two whole pages out of little scrawls. The two pages seemed to be slightly curled and almost touching each other back-to-back.

I thought that described my handwriting really well. I was now walking back toward the cubicles. I walked past some sort of exchange counter, which was just a smallish, fake wood counter which may possibly have stood before a dressing room. A kind of big-framed, kind of muscly woman with very short hair stood before the counter. She wore a white tank top and blue jeans.

The woman was trying to exchange something that looked like a classical statue of a chest and head of a man. The sculpture was in some kind of grey, slatey material. The back of the sculpture was completely flat. It hadn't had any features carved into it, but there were all kinds of apparently accidental scratches made in it.

As I headed back to my desk, my co-worker CB, a peer to my boss, walked up behind me. He had completely shaved his head, and he looked a little more tan than before. He wore a green shirt with white woven in, so that it looked like it was inside-out, and some blue jeans.

I was afraid that CB hated me. I also knew that my boss wasn't around, so I figured CB would try to make trouble. So I tried to hurry and sit down at my desk. But, for some reason, CB kissed me on the head. He said something nice to me. He may have asked me to help him with some issue he was having with a project. I was relieved that he didn't hate me.

(Although in waking life I don't think I'd appreciate it if he kissed me on the head.)

Dream #2

I was in a dark hallway that was made of big, stone blocks. The hallway was tall, somewhat wide, and almost completely dark. I was apparently taking a break from studying.

Just for fun, apparently, I decided to bounce upwards off the walls. I bounced from wall to wall, bringing myself higher and higher. I was finally almost to the ceiling. At this point my body was horizontal, as if I were floating and laying on my left side.

I thought I should probably get back to studying. But I figured that what I was doing now was also educational, as well as fun. So why not keep doing it? I decided that since I was basically floating, I might as well fly through the hallway.

I flew through the hallway and into some dark room that was kind of like some classical study in a mansion and a messy, suburban living room. My mom may have been sleeping on the couch.

There was a sliding glass door at the back of the room. It had a thin, light brown curtain on it. As I flew toward the door, I thought, I can only fly in my dreams. I thought, Well, I don't think I'm dreaming, even though I'm flying. But I thought, Well, if I'm dreaming, I should be able to go straight through the closed glass door. I should try.

So I flew at the door. I may have felt myself pushing through the curtain and the glass. I may have thought, Well, I guess I am dreaming.

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4-10-11
This was a really long dream but I will shorten it by glossing over the chaotic parts in the beginning.

I was driving in a car with some people I thought I knew. The car goes onto a ferry boat which disembarks. I run around ship but there is nothing interesting to see. Then a guy jumps overboard to swim but the currents are too strong and he is thrown a strange life preserver, it is like a eyeglass case about 10 feet long. He opens it and there is a bed in it that he gets into but this bed is actually a control for the life raft which has a motor and he steers it back to the boat!
I go down to the water to see him then I see that the ship is way up in the air and they are lowering it down into the water, which will be on top of me. I grab a rope and keep pulling it down to me as the boat comes down so, since the rope connects to the side of the ship, it pulls me to the side as well. The ferry still pushes me under water but I don’t panic and swim the small distance under water to the surface. [I remember having this dream before but I panicked and felt like I was drowning and woke up]

Then I was in a museum like place and there was a woman museum guide who was getting everyone’s attention as she explained the globe she was holding. There were maybe 300 people all milling around this second story balcony, all very busy. I felt partially lucid, I knew it was a dream but was still mentally captured by the dream. I looked at everything taking it all in and thought it should be interesting to hear what the museum guide was going to say. Then a woman burst out of the crowd and ran up to the guide “then what’s this ball, what’s this???” I thought she was talking about the globe the guide was holding but then the mad woman held up a hand sized ball with a little blue cube in it. The guide was flabbergasted and confused at this woman’s nuttiness, “Well,… what’s this?!” I ran up to her and took her ball and ran over to this balcony’s banister and jump up on it and jumped out in to air! I slowly flew in the air and said back to the crazy woman “maybe it’s so you can fly!” insinuating that it gave me superpowers. I looked back to see the crazy woman running after me but since she couldn’t fly so she had to run around through the areas that she could and then down a long staircase to the ground floor which is where I landed. I held it out to her and she snatched it away but then couldn’t fly and felt sad with a big sad face. I felt bad that I had caused her to feel heartbroken even though I had hoped to help.

I went up the stairs and walked in a door and inside it seemed like a hotel hallway, so being omnipotent I whatever I wanted walk in a random door. I feel the presence of the last person in here and even got a flash of her appearance but she is not in here and this confuses me. Then I realized I was just getting her essence not her. I saw her luggage and even her purse. A thought popped up ‘PURSE, MONEY’, “you silly thought this is a nonphysical place and even if it wasn’t I wouldn’t steal her money!”

I go back out into the hallway only to get somewhat bored, ‘they’re all rooms so who cares?’ I go into an elevator shaft cuz I can after I make the doors open and fly down to the next floor. Arriving on the bottom floor the doors open and people are shocked as I walk out with no elevator to support me. I pay them no mind. I go to an area with lines waiting for stuff and see a guy, in his 50’s white with gray hair, who looked like he knew what he was doing and thought that has to be how I I should be. So I decide I will help people. I walk into a door and it opens up to the outdoors onto a disaster area motel where the motel is covered in mud and debris of houses and trees. “How can I help here?” :: I am in a room broken open to the outdoors but across the way to my left I see a room with people moving in it and fly over to it and go in through the sliding glass doors. The people don’t even seem to notice me. There is a boy playing a video game on the TV and guy hurriedly packing rushing back and forth but not noticing me at all. I walk out to the balcony on the other side of the room.

Once outside I see a girl on a rooftop of a pagoda. She is not scared so I think maybe she is like me so I fly over to her and gently land on the old wooden shingled roof, amazed at the detail of it. I see she is a light skinned Afro-American girl with a an 80’s hairstyle and clothes, at about 17 to 19 years old. We exchange pleasantries and she starts to tell me about something having to do with being disappointed by a father figure in her life. I get flashes of pictures of the guy she is talking about as she talks and they are coupled with good feelings so I have to stop thinking he mistreated her somehow. I am feeling her radiation and how friendly and open she is and am amazed at how good this feels, most dreamers are so closed. I try to say “yes” and “um hum” at just the right moments while still enjoying this exchange. She feels better for telling me her story and realizes also that I am not paying attention too much to her story. There is an awkward silence “Hum” she says then starts singing! She sings something from the radio, I think it may have been “In Your Eyes.” I thought she was singing about me but there was no love out of her radiation but instead I could feel she meant it to mean that she is trying to live up standards in her life but not really sure she what he, the male father figure, sees in his eyes. I never had a person in a dream sing to me before and liked it a lot. She stopped abruptly and said, “I have to catch Andy!” and flew off the rooftop! I guessed she thought she needed to catch the Andy Griffith Show.

Non-Lucid, Lucid


The dream I had last night (or dreams, as it might've been two seperate dreams but I'm not sure) was really vague and I think I became lucid. But since I don't remember the entire dream(s) I'll list the fragments I do remember.

The first thing I could recall clearly was standing in a hallway in what I thought to be an underwater palace or something like that. I and some other boys I recognized (among who were my oldest little brother and Tom and Thom from my class) were standing between the pillars on the sides of a path that led through the hallway to the exit. There were two torches between each pair of pillars, one to each boy's right and one to the left.

Then everybody looked to the left (the exit was on our right) where a group of tall, black men came walking along. They looked like aboriginal warriors complete with body paint and everything. I stood up as straight as possible to pay the warriors respect; it was obvious they were preparing for battle. One of them stepped out of the line and walked towards me. Without hesitating, as if I already knew what he wanted I grabbed one of the spears that were standing against the nearest pillar and handed it to him. He smiled at me for a second and then got back in line. Similar things were happening all over the place; the other boys were handing the warriors spears and shields.

When every warrior had been armed they walked towards the exit and jumped through it. On the other end of the exit was water, but it didn't flow inside. As soon as all of the warriors had gone outside all of the boys hurried away. While I was running away I suddenly became lucid and remembered to do the nose-pinch RC and to stabilize the dream by looking at my hands. As soon as I finished I noticed pale-blue creatures brandishing katana's of some kind coming through the exit. I started running away but then I realised that wouldn't help me so I turned back around, charging at the group of fish-warriors, wishing their swords to be made of plastic. This worked and the swords became large, cheap toy swords made out of black plastic. They continued charging nonetheless and poked me with the swords at which point I blacked out.

The next thing I remember was standing in my backyard with my two oldest little brothers. I don't know if I was lucid at that point but I could fly. It was really hard, I had to levitate myself horizontally at half a metre above the ground before I could take off and even then I could only fly several metres. It was enough to be able to fly on top of the roof of the shed though. I did this several more times and then the dream became too blurry for me to remember more.

Even though the dream was really blurry I succesfully did a RC and dream stabilizing! I'm confident my next lucid dream will be even clearer!
Also, this dream didn't confirm my mom being a dream sign yet, as she didn't appear in this dream. My little brothers did though, so maybe if I take the DC broader as 'family' instead of 'mom' it'll prove to be a good one.

Lucid Dream:

There was a fish tank in front of me. It was very large, about six feet long and two feet tall. I looked in and was surprised that there were no fish in it. It was slightly murky with large grey rocks in it. As I looked I saw two guppies come out from behind the rocks.

Yes, I remembered I had guppies in this tank. One had a beautiful violet colored tail. A moment later I noticed several babies swimming around. Oh, cool, my guppies were breeding. Maybe in a few months I would have a tank full of guppies.


Then I saw something in the tank that startled me. It was a shark. It was bluish grey. I knew I had seen sharks in fish tanks before, but this one seemed odd to me. I looked at it again and tried to figure out what was not right. Its mouth was open. It almost looked like a toy, but yet it was swimming around.


I think I know what's wrong. Maybe this is a dream. This is exactly what would show up in a dream. I need to try to fly. I turn from the tank and take off. In a moment I'm in the air flying next to a two story house that I knew was home in the dream.


I suddenly remembered that I needed to eat something that I had been craving but couldn't eat in real life. I flew back to the ground. I saw a paper plate on the grass. I looked closely and saw a small pile of roasted salted cashew nuts on the plate. Ha! That's what my friends had been eating in real life yesterday and they looked so good to me. I scooped them up and popped them into my mouth as I hovered horizontally over the ground about 8 inches high. I then went on to the next paper plate that was on the grass. I was suddenly really hoping to find some rich and chewy fudge brownies. As I got closer I could see a big cookie. I picked it up and saw that there were M&Ms in it. Well, I love cookies too, so this was alright. I shoved the cookie in my mouth and flew back up to the roof of the house again. I thought about what I could do in this dream. I felt that my time was short. I knew I would lose the dream if I didn't think of a task to do quick.

I knew I had read the MM tasks--but nothing was coming to mind. Had I read the DV tasks for April? I couldn't remember. But I did remember that the Task of the Month for last month was to grow and tree and eat a piece of dream fruit. I decided that I would do this one.

I looked back down to the ground and saw a clear patch of grass out in the backyard. That would be the place. I focused on the ground. I wanted to do this fast. I gave a little "push" and I immediately saw a tree sprout up out of the ground. Like I had hoped, it grew extremely fast until about seven seconds later it was a full grown tree. It was about twenty feet tall and had the shape of an elm tree. I looked to the far side and saw a branch that was covered with reddished colored fruit. As I got closer I could see that the red peel didn't fully cover the white fruit inside. Each quarter of the fruit had a stripe of peel connecting from the top to the bottom. Between the striped of peel I could see inside to the fruit. It was white and shaped like a peeled orange. It had brown seeds on it that were the same size and shape as the beet seeds I had planted in real life last week.

I picked the fruit off the tree. By this time there was no peel on it at all. I knew the fruit was hollow, so I gripped it and gave a little twist. It pulled apart into two perfect halves. The fruit was smooth--about the consistency of a mango. I put it to my mouth and took a bite. It had a sweet yet tangy flavor that reminded me of a guava, yet milder. I took a few more bites, then flew back up in the air.

My hands felt funny. I put my left hand in front of me so I could see it. I was wearing black leather gloves. My fingers were twisted in weird uncomfortable angles. I laughed a little because I know that my hands are never right in dreams. I tried to straighten my fingers out. A glove fell from my hand. I must have been holding and extra glove. I tried to move my fingers again and another glove fell out of my hand. It was strange. And my fingers were still twisted up. I suddenly realized that my real life hands were most likely tucked under me in a way that made them feel bent and uncomfortable, but I couldn't fix that without waking up, so I decided to move on. But as I flew, I could feel the dream slipping.

I thought I awoke...but in retrospect I just moved on to a non lucid dream.

April 7, 2011
Lucid Dream 210: First Parts War
Series: Meiseki na Yume, Episode 2
DILD
around 5:00am



I was walking around in the local Magic Mart (which is now out of business). I was looking for the electronics section, but it wasn't where it used to be. I walked around the store several times and couldn't find what I was looking for. I walked around for a bit more and became lucid for no particular reason.

I performed a few quick stabilization techniques and went exploring around the store. I was looking for something cool to do and I noticed something very interesting. There was a huge display that said, "2011 ATs." ATs are basically, fully customizable fancy roller blades from the anime, "Air Gear." So, I grabbed a pair of black roller blades with blue flames going down the side. I put them on and began skating around Magic Mart. I was jumping up on top of the isle shelves and leaping from isle to isle. I was the only person in the entire department store. I decided to start skating backwards (which I have never done in real life), and I was doing awesome. I suddenly slammed into a wall and fell over. I stood back up and saw I had put a large hole in the wall. I exited through the wall and skated outside.

This parking lot is pretty big and almost completely vacant. I started at one end and tried to see how much speed I could get without teleporting/skipping ahead. I kicked off hard and then leaned forward and imagined fire blasting from my ATs. I began to pick up speed at an incredible pace. The scene around me was starting to blur and I turned my feet sideways and skidded to a halt. I stabilized a bit and I was now standing on a concrete path/sidewalk in the middle of a city park area.

I noticed there were many other skaters/riders around me performing stunts and what not. I found a set of stairs that were massive. I leapt into the air and started spinning. I landed at the bottom, but the spin cause the dream scene to change. I was now back at the Magic Mart parking lot.

I saw a very attractive female watching me. I skated up to her and noticed it was Simca the Swallow. Her extremely sexy voice put me into a sort of trance-like state. She said, "How is my little crow doing? Ready for the big time my King?" I took her in my arms and kissed her. I then backed away and she pointed behind me and let out a sexy and menacing giggle. There was a group of AT riders behind me. They looked like bloods. Several had red bandannas covering their nose and mouth. I skated up to them and said, "Parts War for emblems?" They agreed and I lined up ready to race their top rider. He had dreads pulled back by a red bandanna. He had a Tupac-esque nose ring. Simca stood in front of us and held up her arms. She dropped them and we took off.

I had no idea where the course was. It wasn't marked or anything, so I just skated around the to the back of Magic Mart and leapt up to the roof. On the roof there were obstacles set up like walls, vehicles, air ducts and vents. I was jumping, spinning, and skating backwards across the obstacles. My competitor caught up to me at the end of the rooftop and we jumped off of the roof and landed below. We were beside each other as we were coming down the final stretch. I leapt into the air and took flight several feet above the ground. I leaned forward and zoomed across the finish line.

We were at the end of the parking lot and there was a field beside it. The grass reminded me of the task of the month. I skated around in the grass looking for flowers. I finally found a patch of flowers that looked like roses, but they were a brilliant blue color. I picked a bundle of them. They had thorns on the stems and were just a beautiful shade of blue. Simca had now skated up to me and I handed her the flowers. She then wrapped her arms around my head/neck and I picked her up. I began kissing her and squeezing her ass. I got excited and felt the dreaming slipping. I badly wanted to f*** Simca, so I tried desperately to hold on to the dream, but it didn't work. I woke soon after.


Series Details
"Meiseki na Yume" is Japanese for, "Lucid Dream." In this series, I take my passion for anime and combine it with my passion for lucid dreaming. Join me as I explore the world of anime the best way I know how, in my dreams! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was at my office, sitting in my cubicle. My boss came up from behind me on my left side and asked me whether I had finished some work for him.

Apparently I was looking at some kind of online newspaper which had a photo on it depicting the Acts of the Apostles. My boss had wanted me to do some research on that book in the Bible, apparently.

I probably had not read the Acts of the Apostles. I might not even have quite understood what he'd wanted me to do. But he was disappointed in me. He kind of smirked at me and went into his office.

I kind of thought everything through and realized that my boss actually hadn't told me anything he'd wanted me to do. Why should he act mad at me? So I decided to go to his office and tell him that.

I went to my boss' office just as he was about to leave for some business trip. There was a short, pale man with pale blonde hair standing before my boss' office. The man was interviewing as a replacement for me. He was in a suit and he carried a briefcase. He wore glasses.

My boss had walked to the printer and was now walking toward and then past his office. I followed him all the way. We both seemed to have ignored the guy being interviewed.

I kept yelling at my boss, trying to get him to pay attention to me. But he just gave me this stone face, with eyes belying the fact that he was having a lot of fun watching me be so upset. We actually got into an elevator and went down to the first floor.

I yelled at my boss that if he wanted me to do something, he needed to tell me to do it instead of just assuming I could read his mind. He couldn't get mad at me for the fact that he never spoke to me.

The elevator doors opened. My boss walked out, still completely disregarding me. We were walking through an unfamiliar, but kind of nice, elevator bank. I got right in front of my boss and flipped him off, right to his face, right in front of his eyes. For some reason, the image reminded me of candle images reflected in eyeglasses.

My boss kept smirking and ignoring me. I thought, Geez! The only time I do something like this is when I'm drunk!

My boss was gone, and I was back in the elevator. As the elevator doors opened, I thought how it might be nice to do something like break my boss' leg. I had an image in my head of somebody's lower leg being broken.

I walked out of the elevator and into what was apparently an outdoor cafe. It was a blue night. There were tables everywhere. There was a makeshift barista counter at the back end. That was the only thing lit. Everything else was dark.

I saw some of my friends from college. They were talking and laughing about something like anime or j-pop. For some reason, I flew up into the air. As I did, I heard my friend B talking about a specific song.

I flew sharply up into the air and then turned and flew sharply back downward. I heard B singing a song. At first I didn't think he was singing the actual words. I thought he was just joking. But then I realized he was singing the actual Japanese words. I was pretty impressed!

I kept flying around. I flew at a level not too far above all the people in the cafe. I may just have been floating around, listening to everybody's conversations and having my own thoughts.

Dream #2

I was in a cafe I go to a lot, sitting on a couch. A pretty, blonde girl sat on the couch, at the other end. She may have seemed to be a little attracted to me. But I didn't worry about it, and I just did my own thing.

Then a pretty, black girl sat at a table near the couch. She seemed to want to sit on the couch. There was one more space left open, so I tried to make it clear with my body language that she could sit there.

The black girl sat on the couch. I noticed her knee-length skirt was really pretty. It was a nice shade of yellow, with some kind of quaint, pink embroidery on the lower right corner.

The girl moved all the way over to the blonde girl's part of the couch. The two shifted around so that they were resting their backs agaist the armrest of the couch. They stretched out their legs and began snuggling a bit. It was almost like they were in bed together.

The two girls started talking about something, some class or something. The blonde girl, sitting on the outer side, dropped a big textbook onto the floor. I somehow realized that the girls had wanted me to think they were both alone, so I'd try to pick one of them up, and then they'd reveal they were actually together to taunt me. But I hadn't tried to pick either of them up, so I wasn't really worried about it.

5-3-2006

I had my third Lucid Dream last night. Last night marks the two week anniversary since my first LD. So three in two weeks...I'm happy with that.

I am slightly frustrated because recall wasn't very good on this one. I didn't think that that would happen to me on a lucid dream, especially this early on.

I had awakened at about 5:00, and had decided to WILD. Wednesdays are a sleep-in day for me, so I thought it might work. But it was hard to concentrate. I had the window open, and it was already getting light, and there were dogs barking, and the birds were all singing so loudly. I finally decided that I wouldn't WILD. But as usual, I was hoping that I would DILD.

So I did fall back asleep and start some normal dreams. In one of the dreams I was flying. Not by myself, but in some sort of open topped flying car. And I was with several other people. Recall on that part of the dream is poor.

It was doing this flying that triggered lucidity. I remember thinking, "This is a dream. I'm Lucid." And the next thing I knew I was out flying on my own.

Yesterday, I had made it my goal that if I had an LD I would work on changing scenery...and if that didn't work I would patch a hole in a bucket (May's Lucid Task).

And this is where I wish I could remember details; I do remember being sucessful to the point of changing things so that I was instantly really high in the sky. I have never been that high in any dream. Comparing it to Google Earth, I would say that I was about 15,000+ feet altitude...which is pretty amazing for me since my normal flying altitude in dreams is a couple of hundred feet tops.And that is basically all I remember of the lucid part of that dream. I somehow lost lucidity and went to other dreams that involved my grandma and having a toothache.

But knowing I had a lucid dream at all makes me happy, and it makes me realize that this is starting to become more natural. And that it will only get better from here.

First WILD attempt....a Success!

May 1 2006 2:00am

I just had an amazing experience. I wrote it down on paper when I first got up, but then decided to get it right on the computer. Here it is:

I was awaken at about 12:15 and was having trouble falling back asleep, so I got up and did a few things and then laid back down in bed. Laying awake in bed at night has always frustrated me. I feel like I am wasting time, yet I know I need to try to sleep.

But this time I thought I would make use of this time. I decided to try to WILD. It had been quite a while since I had read about WILDing, so I wasn't really sure what to do. I did remember something about counting down back from one hundred while laying real still. I figured it was worth a try since there was nothing to lose.

So I got in a comfortable position on my back and slowly counted down from one hundred. But I kept having itches and found myself scratching them. I got down to one and started again.

At about 50 I thought, "This isn't working. I must be forgetting to do something." So I stopped counting. I laid there for a few more minutes and then I suddenly felt very sleepy. I figured I'd try one more time.

This time I didn't even count. I just laid there staring at the ceiling and focused on the feeling of myself becoming more and more "detatched" from my body. I heard a noise that was like a "hum", and I saw the ceiling "bouncing". Or maybe I was the one bouncing. Which ever it was, the ceiling would come closer then go back, then closer and then back, until finally I reached out my hand to see if I could "physically" feel it. Sure enough, I could feel it...even the texture of the plaster.

When that happened I knew that I had successfully WILDed and I was in a Lucid Dream.

I did the first thing that seems to come naturally for me in LDs. I flew out of bed and down toward the door. This time it was still dark outside. I remembered that in my last LD I was able to control the weather so it wasn't cold outside. I did the same in this dream. I opened the door and flew out in the not-so-cold night.

I could see the house lights and street lights around me as I started to fly higher. Finally I looked over toward the city and saw all the city lights. I realized that this was not my city, but a much larger city. I decided it didn't matter. In this dream my house was on some sort of hill overlooking the downtown area. I had to fly across the hill before the ground dropped away, and I was over all the city lights. That was pretty cool.

But then everything changed. I wasn't expecting this. My last LD seemed so perfectly real except for the fact that I was flying. But this one got a little strange. I was suddenly in a big dark room flying over these board games. Everything was huge, like I was the size of a fly in comparison. I didn't like it. I wanted to go back outside. I tried to change that, but was frustrated that I couldn't. I also wanted to see other people, since my LDs don't seem to have other people in them (except for that little girl that just passed through in the other one). But I couldn't make anyone show up.

I decided to try one more thing. I remembered that the Lucid Dream task for April was to swallow a goldfish (It didn't dawn on me that I was now at least an hour into May). So I decided that I would fly into the next room, and that I would see a fish tank full of goldfish by the wall. And....yes.....this time I was able to do it.

So there it was...this fish tank in an otherwise empty room. I landed on the floor beside it and looked at the fish. There were about 8 in the tank. They were a little more like Koi than the typical goldfish, but I figured that I had done pretty well considering this was only my second LD. They were all about 3 inches long and white in color with little spots of gold and black.

When I had read about this task I had wondered if "dream goldfish" felt or tasted anything like real goldfish. I was actually very curious to find out. I stuck my hand in the water and grabbed one. To my dismay, it felt exactly like a real fish...cold, wet, and slightly slimy. Without looking at it closely, I popped it in my mouth.

I stood there for a moment not knowing what to do next. I had hoped that once I got it into my mouth I could wish it into a cookie and chew it up and swallow it. But instead I had a very large, very real goldfish wiggling around in my mouth. It was too big to swallow whole. Yet the idea of chewing it was too gross to consider.

I finally thought, "If I can make myself fly in a dream, I certainly can make myself swallow a goldfish!" and with that, I swallowed.

The huge goldfish went about halfway down my throat before stopping. I started to gag. Unfortunately, the gagging made me wake up.

But again, I wasn't upset. I suddenly realized the significance of what I had just accomplished....my first WILD....and how easy it had come.

I had felt slightly frustrated that a week and a half had gone by since my first LD, and I had nothing else close to an LD since then.....until now.

I am definitely going to try this again.

Time to start...

My first LD:

April 19, 2006 4:50am

I just had my first Lucid Dream a few minutes ago.

In the dream I was lying in bed. Suddenly something felt funny in my mouth. I felt my teeth with my tongue and, sure enough, my upper left bicuspid was cracked and loose. I pulled a piece of the tooth out of my mouth, thinking, "I can't believe this is happening!" Then I thought, "That's it! I don't believe this is happening. This must be a dream. This always happens in my dreams." [NOTE: This was the dream sign I kept telling myself I needed to recognize because it happens so often in my dreams. And I have now started using this as a reality check during the day...to feel if my tooth is loose].


Nothing else strange happened, but at that point I knew I was in a dream, and I realized I was lucid.

As one might expect, I got very excited. I then thought about this website and how it says that when people first start having these experiences, they get so excited that they wake up. Well, as soon as I thought that, I felt myself wake up.

Next thing I knew I was lying in bed saying, "Darn." But then I reached up and felt that same tooth. It was still loose. I had had a false awakening. I was still in the dream. I finished pulling out the tooth, and took a moment to sit and think about what was happening. Some of my thoughts were: So this is what it feels like to be in a dream and know it is a dream. It feels amazingly like real-life...yet there is a difference that I can't quite pin-point. Okay, what I really need to do is to try to float".

I concentrated on the feeling I have had in dreams where I have floated. Next thing I knew I was floating (horizontal...because I had been laying down). At this point I really wanted to get outside. Too many of my recent flying dreams had taken place indoors (what a waste). I wanted to fly high.

I floated out of the bedroom. Suddenly there was a little neighbor girl there pulling on me and asking for her ball. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a little pink bouncy ball and gave it to her. She took it and went away. [Note: Since this makes no sense to me, it shows that my subconscious mind was still doing its thing. If I were more lucid I'm sure I would have noticed that this was strange-- or that it wouldn't have happened at all.]

I floated to the back door. As I reached for the door handle, I thought, "I don't want it to be cold outside...I can control that too, can't I?" I pulled the door open and floated out and took off flying. The weather was perfect. It was early morning...cool, but not cold.

All around me the music from Peter Pan started playing, "You can fly...you can fly...you can fly...". I was feeling so happy that I started singing along. [Note: I remember thinking "I hope I am not singing in real life in bed and waking everyone up". I think that shows how lucid I really was...not forgetting that my real body was still laying in bed somewhere else.]

I flew up over some trees, and grabbed some leaves off the top of a really tall one and told myself to fly higher. I did for moment, then the next thing I knew I was back near the ground. I told myself I had the power to go higher. And I was then able to go quite high. I looked down and could see the roads. I remember thinking, "I'm glad I have done Google Earth so much so I know what this is all supposed to look like from above".

I decided I wanted to travel. I started following the highway, but realized that I was going to have to learn to fly faster or I wouldn't have time to get anywhere before I woke up.


And sure enough, at that point I did wake up.

But I didn't really mind. I was truly excited. I now knew that lucid dreaming was possible for me. And that this was just the beginning.

Dream
Lucid

So while laying in my bed last night i kept repeating in my head " im dreaming". Then i thought wait i read something about someone say what if you could tell a dream character to tell you when your dreaming. So repeated in my head "A dream character will tell me im dreaming". Eventually i went back to repeating that i was dreaming, so i feel asleep and all i can remember from the dream was talking to my grandma then suddenly having a false awakening. I woke up in my bed and because i always plug my nose when i wake up in the middle of the night just in case its a false awakening i did it then to. But i didnt hold it for longer then a second and i felt some air come through, half my mind wanted to go "back to sleep" and the other half wanted to go do something because i was semi-lucid. Randomly the whole background changed and im talking to this girl and she said something and i replied saying
Me: In your dreams!
And out of random some random dc appeared and says
DC: What did you just say?
Me: In your dreams?
DC: Ok and what are you doing now?
Me: Talking
DC: No your doing what you just said!
Me: Ummmmmm..........OH I'm Dreaming!
Then the whole background went back to the false awakening where im in my bed and its dark outside. So i go outside and im standing there thinking whats something i can do? then i remember how everyone says flying is hard so i decide to try flying. So i go to this field in my complex and think ok everyone always trys jumping so thats what i did and i went like 5 feet in the air and i was like "THAT IS AWESOME!". So i jumped again like 50 feet in the air and did like 10 frontflips but sadly landed on my back. I get up and say "ok time to actually try flying" so i think about superman and how when he's just floating in place his cape is swaying so i was like maybe he thinks of being extremely light? But i was like naw and then the thought came to me maybe its that in a way hey's controlling the air or gravity around him? So i was like yea lets go with that, so look up to the night sky looked at my hands bent my knees and jumped with my hands infront of me like superman and i flew like 100 feet of the ground and then i was in mid-air motionless. I was so happy so then i started flying around like superman but i was like "i dont like this i look like noob" so i put my hands down and flew with my hands at my side. I flew around everywhere doing spins and everything and as im flying past my house to go other places i see my grandma and im like "Hmmm why is she here when shes in Puerto Rico" So i flew down and stopped in front of her.
Grandma: Look your flying!
Me: I know its really cool
Grandma: I bet
Me: yea!
But then after that i woke up but i wasnt mad because i was happy that i learned how to fly!

Vivideness-9

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was walking through some park with my mother. It was daytime, and the sunlight was kind of pale. My mom and I were walking along some kind of concrete walkway and up a slight slope. At the top of the slope and off a little to the left, my old friend D sat on a concrete staircase.

My friend D wore a brown, button-up shirt, not tucked in, and light brown, casual pants. His hair was a little long and paler than usual. D looked depressed. When I first saw him, I wondered how I might be able to avoid him. But when I saw how depressed he looked, I figured I should talk to him.

D told us that he knew I hadn't wanted to talk to him. He was only here at the same time as I out of coincidence. He was actually with some group of people working on some kind of volunteer project. D was actually on a break at the moment.

D took me to where the volunteers were. The project was all about pouring concrete for something I may have thought of as an ice skating rink. D showed me that first, people lay down wooden shipping pallettes, so that the slats of each pallette made some kind of checkerboard pattern. Then concrete was poured over the pallettes. The pallettes were supposed to hold the concrete in place.

But I realized that the concrete was supposed to go much higher than that. I asked D how the rest of the concrete was supposed to stay in place. D said that other pallettes were added to the first layer of pallettes, stacked one on the other. But the checkerboard pattern was alternated.

At some point, D may have tried to illustrated what he'd meant. But he may have been required to "go outside" with us, as if the construction project had been inside the whole time. He may have taken me and my mom outside. Then he may have asked more personal questions about our friendship, which I felt bad about.

Dream #2

Some kind of documentary about poor neighborhoods. The neighborhoods looked really torn down and destroyed. For some reason I felt bad about not living in these ruined neighborhoods myself.

I was now flying through some neighborhood that looked like the neighborhood where my family had lived while I was in high school. It felt empty and desolate. It was daytime, and it may have been winter. I feel like there was snow everywhere.

I flew over a lot of backyards. All the backyards were strewn with junk. I finally came to my family's old backyard. I landed on the top of a wooden fence and looked into the yard. This backyard was filled with somethink that looked like old cloths or tarps. The tarps appeared to have been frozen by the cold.

Dream #3

I had bought a new razor. There had been a lot of talk about my razor with a few friends of mine who work in the deli in my office building. I kept shaving and looking at my razor and the other razors I could have bought, as if the bathroom I was shaving in was somehow mixed with the store I'd bought the razors from.

At some point, one of the deli workers slapped me on the back in a friendly way and told me to shave in an upward direction. He then said something about how I was going to have a good shave. That was apparently the same thing as saying I was a good guy.

I was apparently shaving off my mustache. I wondered if that was a good idea.

I dreamed I was at my friend Zaine's house. Oddly, the house was more like a wooden lodge. Interesting. Zaine and I were watching TV. The house was really dim-lighted. It was really uncomfortable. I would've prefered it to have been dark. The house was nice though. Amazing furniture, antiques, wooden base, white walls. Pretty funny, cause Zaine's actual house isn't close to this nice. By the looks of it, we were the only two there. As we were watching TV, a warning came up. O wonder what about. We see that it's a weather warning. But, not an ordinary warning. A tornado warning. Aw, shit! Zaine and I know what to do. We get up quickly and head to the obvious safest area. The basement. We head downstairs, and wow. It's just as nice as the upstairs! So, Zaine and I head to the center of the basement. I'm guessing the center's safest. Outside, we can now hear rumbling thunder and winds. That's bad. It means that the tornado is getting closer! Aw, shit! The ground starts shaking. I swear it felt like a fuckin' earthquake was going on! The winds have really picked up now. It's sounds as loud as a fuckin' jet engine! The house is shaking even more now. Suddenly, Zaine flies up toward the ceiling. What the fuck?! He says the tornado is pulling him up. He tells me to let go and join him. Because it's "fun." When the hell was I holding on to anything? At that time, I start to float up too! It feels so cool! Holy shit, that's fun! We remain in the air for a few minutes. Finally, the tornado is gone. Then, we fall down. Ouch! That was one hell of a storm! Shit, it felt like we were defying gravity! Now, we decide to go upstairs and see the damage. When we arrive upstairs, it's like were hypothetically shitting our pants. The entire neighborhood is fuckin' demolished! Holy shit on a stick! Zaine and I meet up with sone other guys and talk. Zaine and I are bragging because we got to fly around. At about that same time, I awake.

April 2, 2011
Lucid Dream 208: Western Flame
Series: Fearless, Episode 4
DILD
around 11:30pm



I don't remember the very beginning of the dream. The first thing I remember is standing at my old elementary school bus stop with my friend Cliff. The bus pulled up and we got on it. We walked all the way to the back of the bus and sat down. I looked around and noticed something odd about this. Half of the people on the school bus were full grown adults. After a few more moments I became lucid.

I told Cliff we were dreaming and then I kicked open the back emergency door. I jumped off the back of the bus and floated softly to the ground below. The dream seemed really fuzzy, so I performed a quick dream spin to try and clear things up. I was now in, what appeared to be, a bar. I walked up to the nearest DC and said, "Let me see your eye drops, Chuck" He acted friendly and handed over some eye drops in a strange yellow tube. My arms felt heavy and I could barely lift them. Finally, I managed to get the eye drops in my eyes and everything cleared up nicely.

I felt something poke me in the back, so I turned around. There was a real redneck looking guy holding a pool stick behind me. He looked at me in disgust and told me I owed him money for screwing up his shot. I replied, "Oh, I'm very sorry about that. Actually, could I see that pool stick for a moment?" He outstretched his arm and as soon as that pool stick touched my fingertips, I jerked it out of his hand. I quickly swung the stick and broke it over his head. I impaled his chest with the broken piece of stop and he toppled over.

A gang of bikers surrounded me. Each one had a pool stick in their hands. I grabbed a pool ball from the table and lit it on fire with my hand. I then launched it at one of their heads and shouted, "Its baseball season bitches!" I began launching flaming pool balls at all the bikers. Their clothes caught on fire and they ran around the bar in a cartoon-like manor. Eventually, I took flight and exited the bar through a window.

Outside, I was in an old western town. I had the idea of engaging in some Red Dead Redemption style activities. I felt around in my pocket until I found a gun. I pulled it out and noticed it was the cricket gun from the movie, "Men in Black." I shot it at one of the nearby buildings. I never felt anything or even saw a type of projectile, but the building exploded into a massive burst of flames. It was absolutely beautiful. I just stared at the enormous blast of fire for several moments.

I then decided to catch myself on fire. I flew into the flames and could feel the heat all around me. The flames engulfed me, but I never caught fire. I started inhaling the flames and then shooting out massive fireballs. I flew around in the fire and spit fireballs at the town and towns people for a while before finally waking up.

I failed to write this dream down before returning to sleep and I forgot a lot of the details. It was actually a pretty long lucid, but I can't remember much of it now. I was pissed when I woke up for good and realized I couldn't remember but like a 3rd of the dream.

Series Details
Join all the action in the dream series, "Fearless." You never know what I may run into, but you can guarantee I'm ready for a fight. Stay tuned for more blades, guns, and explosions in this series!

April 1, 2011
Lucid Dream 207: What...The...F***!?!
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 3
WILD
around 7:00pm



I had woken up several times and fallen back to sleep. I remembered bits and pieces of some odd dreams, but hadn't achieved lucidity in any of them. I closed my eyes again and could feel SP setting in. I just went with it and soon transitioned into the dream state with very little HH (just some vibrations and flashing colors).

I got out of bed, took two steps, and immediately had a false awakening. I was in a completely different room from the one I had fell asleep in, so I knew it was a false awakening. I stood and noticed that there was someone sitting at my bedside. It was me. My twin stood up and walked up to me. He smiled and said, "So what do you want to do?" I said, "Well, first I'm going to stabilize. Are you going to help me?" He looked at me like I was stupid and said, "Uh, no!" I thought to myself, "What a dick!" I began performing a few nose pinch RCs for stabilization and I noticed the wall was glowing. I looked closer and saw that the wall double as a t.v. It was odd though, I could still see the features of the wall and it seemed like it could be a projection. It was of really high quality though and there was no projection in site. I heard movement beside me, so I turned and saw my twin taking off a belt. He took off his pants and underwear and bent over the bed. He said, "Get over here and f*** me!" I was stunned at what I was watching. I just decided to exit the room and get away from my incest twin-self.

The hallway was very oddly designed. At one point I had to crawl under the low ceiling. I finally made it to a different room of the house. It was my room. I scanned it for a moment and noticed that there were no windows. I heard another noise behind me and I saw my dad. He asked me if I wanted to go fishing. I told him this was a dream and I wasn't going fishing. He started yelling about someone being stuck in the belly of a whale and left the room. I turned back around and my dad was now standing in front of me holding a fishing pole. He asked me again, "Do you want to go fishing?" I was a little frustrated and said, "No, dammit! This is a dream and I'm not fishing." He got excited and told me that dream fish were bigger. I just turned and left the room.

I started flying through the hallways of the house. The rooms and halls were now large open areas with plenty of room to maneuver. I found the front door and exited the house. The driveway was completely made of wood and there was a giant grill sitting in the middle of the driveway. I took flight and attempted to leave the neighborhood when I suddenly had another false awakening.

I was back in my room, but it was about 20x's larger than normal. I noticed a group of people in the corner, so I flew over to them. There were two very tall chicks standing beside two crash dummies dressed up in suits. These girls were like a foot taller than I was. One was very hot, looked Russian, and had some very large breasts. I decided....why not. I began kissing the girl and removed her shirt. The other girl began undressing as well. I noticed that the other chick had two tits like normal, but had 4 nipples. Two per breast. It was quite odd.

I walked over to the bed and laid the russian chick down on her back. I noticed that the quad-nipple chick also did not possess any type of sexual organs whatsoever. She sat down on the bed and started rubbing her four nipples. A little creeped out, I turned back to the Russian chick. Suddenly, the quad-nipple girl starts yelling very loudly. She kept repeating, "Your face says their names! Your face says their names!" I looked down at the russian and she whispered, "I can see them all through your face." She then flared her teeth and I saw that she was a vampire. I felt a little scared for some reason, but shook it off quickly. I then inserted myself into the russian and began hammering away. I leaned down and let her bite into my neck. For some reason I felt a rush of pleasure and got off in the dream. I thought that I would wake up with a mess, but I woke up a few moments later and was thankfully, dry.

I immediately thought, "WTF was that?" It was a pretty strange one, lol.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

I don't know where I was coming from; I forget, but I was in a shopping cart or something, cruising down the street and up a hill so fast that I flew threw the air.

I had to lean back or else I would fall forwards and crash. I landed in a restaurant.

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I was in my house alone. Three women came in without knocking or anything, and started running around. At least two of them were really cute, but it was still kind of disturbing. Then a fourth girl, a black girl came in. One of them said they were just checking the place out and looking for something. Then they left and my wife came home.

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I was at some kind of party. There were escalators going up to another level.

As if it were an instructional video, I saw how the escalators could take small tanks up, and if they weighed too much, they would get a jolting bump to push them up to the next step to help them out.

Then, I was going up the escalator. There was a heavy-set black lady in front of me who couldn't make it up. I couldn't understand why when the escalator would help her.

Then I was in another room trying to explain what had happened to a bunch of people who were socializing. I started explaining how the escalator could help bump up a tank, but this big lady couldn't make it.

I started to explain how that was what happened in a dream I had. I was getting confused if it was real or I had dreamed it. Casually but quickly, everyone started going outside. They left me feeling really stupid on the couch.

Then there was a guy who rode his bike everywhere. He was like super bicycle man with a blue, yellow, and white spandex outfit and matching helmet. He did it by choice, but Work was about 40 miles away, and when I told him I couldn't believe he rode his bike there, he rolled his eyes because it was so far.

We walked off talking about some stuff; I forget what. Eventually I was going to let him go, but then I saw a gun at his side. I asked what kind it was. I forget what kind it was, but he let me see it. I removed the action the way you would remove a camera from a tripod. Strange.

Then I released the mag and looked at the bullets. I said, "Hollow-point 40's?" He said, "Yea. It is awesome knowing about guns, isn't it?" I agreed. (I know a little about guns in waking life; not much.)

He finally left.