I was standing in the middle of the road looking down a side road. I was at the junction of a T. All the roads were really wide. It was dusk, and there was nothing else around. At first I was intrigued by my location. Then I started getting concerned because I didn't know where I was. I then began to question how I got there and immediately realized I was lucid. I started singing "Country Road" by John Denver because it looked like a country road. I thought about a conversation I had with Canis Lucidius about singing in dreams and sounding really good. I sounded terrible in this dream, but I kept singing because it felt so good. I started flying, and thought how I should be trying a dream goal. Dream Skip I'm at a white ranch style home with black shutters and door and such. It is a fancy home for such a simple style house. I fly up to the house and see a man coming out of the door. I contemplate whether I should phase through the wall or take the opportunity to go through the open door. I didn't really want to deal with a DC, but there he was. He was an ugly older gentleman with a huge chin. He was a typical brain-dead DC, so he didn't notice me flying right in front of him. I phased through the wall and was then inside. I decided to try to enter my childhood nightmare. I had seen a chimney from the outside, so I looked for the fire place. I thought I could teleport to the demon circle of ashes from the fireplace. I was unable to go through the fireplace. I couldn't phase. I turned around to see the house from inside the fireplace and saw the man's wife. She saw me too. I got a face on as though I was the demon. The lady saw me and started having a heart-attack. She was carrying wood in (I guess to bring to the fire-place. I didn't even think about the connection 'till just now.) When she saw me in the fire place with an evil look on my face, she leaned over terrified and dropped some of the wood. I knew I was dreaming, but I didn't purposefully look evil. I think it was a byproduct of trying to enter my childhood nightmare, finding myself in the fireplace, and not wanting to deal with a DC. Still, I'd rather not be the demon. I just wanted to recreate the nightmare. Hmmmmm. I flew out of the fireplace and around the floor, under the dining table and such. I saw the man go outside, and now I decided to surprise him. I decided to phase through the roof and meet him outside to make him wonder how I got out there. I think I ended up at a street near my house and soon woke up. I used SSILD for the first time in a while. I also took care of business yesterday. Mowed my friends yard and had a few cold beers.
Commentary Supplements Non-Lucid Lucid Fragment #1 - 11:24PM Cartoon Doctor Who in a minecraft field Mixed Up 3:02am There are two of my mother-in-laws. One is an impostor. They look very similar but one has an obvious give away. They try to convince my wife that they are both real but she doesn't believe them. They get me to play along. I feel like a liar. My wife is in college. We are there with her. I see my ex-wife's Aunt V and her family but they are holograms being played in a loop in a fake house like some bad play. My dead grandmother is telling my wife, A, she needs to go to bed for school in the morning. I think I may as well go home. It's a 2 hour drive. Took Many disruptions from baby. Tired MILD then went to WILD. Almost there. Woken up many times. Tried DEILD. Recall suffered. Fragment #2 5:37AM Using the neighbors trash can outside. Somehow our houses are connected and open to each other on the inside. There is an open wall to a bedroom. The old cabinet TV my parents used to own is blocking the entrance. I see an actual doorway around the corner.
There is nothing scarier than starting out at my house for me. There is always something scary about this home I'm living in. It was dark at the time, and I was walking all over my home looking for something interesting. Nothing much happened really. I only remember two unique moments. The first one happened when I first realized I was lucid. I was in my background, there was now light outside. I'm standing behind my sister's bedroom building. I'm standing there wondering. Eventually I wondered too much and thought of something/someone I met before in this same exact place. I thought of a dark, scary reaper. I immediately stopped thinking about it but when I first looked up in front of the garage, I saw it. At first, I was scared that I had to see this reaper again and even seeing it again brought back the memories I had when I first had nightmares about this thing a few years ago when I first found out about Dream Views(2009). It was a pleasure meeting the reaper again. I ran up to reaper and before I could do anything, it disappeared(I might not remember correctly). I thought about another great idea to do while I was lucid. Well, it wasn't the best but now that it happened, I thought it was worth to do. At first, I wanted to have sex but I was already tired of doing that(I'm guessing), so I I thought about trying to summon Quynh, the most childish and bitchiest girl I've ever met back in high school, but I still admire her. The first technique I tried using was, "I'm going to yell out your name and move my right hand back and hope you will be there." Surprisingly, it worked! Not only did it summon her but it looked a little bit like the REAL her. Though, what I really wanted was to see her just the way she was back when I first met her in piano class. She was really beautiful before throwing a lot of hate on me. But she's Vietnamese, so I suppose that's why she doesn't want to know me anymore, she'd rather go out with one of her own or someone who's not so in to her...
I’m riding on a school bus with Cara, Sarah Jayne, Luna, and Rachel. Rachel and I are supposed to get off at the same stop. We are going down a hill and we are supposed to get off halfway down the hill but the driver takes us all the way to the bottom. Rachel and I explain to the bus driver that we were supposed to get off earlier, but neither of us is really mad about it. So, I get off the bus with all my friends. We are all standing in front of a house that looks like my grandma's house and I think we are all about to go into it but we stay outside. Apparently Cara had a bad day, so Sarah Jayne brought her a pizza. I hug her to make her feel better. I remember some other brief moment where Abby calls me to invite me to a birthday party or something, but I can’t come because I’m not at home.
I was in a neighborhood that resembled the one in Winter Park that my Aunt owns a house in, Semi-Ghetto, yet near a bustling town center. I took my motorbike out for a ride, a very far, risky ride, away from the house, and saw no police, and half way through the ride it morphed into a scooter. I passed the Orange Fungus Hill, climbed it, and left. Its always so mushy. Colette invited me to her 'Summer House' and it was BIG, AWESOME, and WHITE, with touches of wood for that classic traditional feel. I opened her fridge, and noticed a jar of Smucker's Peanut Butter & Jelly. Then I went to another room, and there was a room with 4 walls of 3D Holographic Screens, that when you stood in the middle, it would look amazing. It was still being installed, but what has been made, still was breathe-taking. There was also a lot of talking in between, and it seemed like we were planning to leave somewhere. Ashley Quickle was at my house really early in the morning, and she asked for coffee, and I offered to make a brew, so while I filled up the water, and while I waited for it to fill up, I grabbed a B-100 Vitamin, and tried swallowing it, but screwed up like 3 times... Weird
1/15/13 I become aware. I'm laying on my back, on a mattress on the floor. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is a skylight. Something about the glow of the day outside is incredibly soothing. I sit up and say to my dad who is standing nearby "I've never thought about how comforting it is to wake up with a window overhead." He keeps looking in my direction when he thinks I'm not looking in his. I realize that this is not a regular house, but a ward. I've been brought here because I'm crazy. I frown a little, then the skylight catches my eye and I decide I don't care. The worry that I'm no longer sane slips away. I am comforted. There's a door to my left, I know it leads to the garage, it slams open and a woman bursts in. Her face is bloody. Her eyes search the room, she doesn't find what she's looking for so she leaves calling to someone outside. "I remember this." I think. "This is an episode of Supernatural." ((It's not actually)) I know what's going to happen. The Winchesters and their friend (the woman) go to live in a house out in the country. The place is infested with pests, raccoons, rabbits, rats. They kill them and only later realize that all the animals they killed were actually shapeshifters. They're remorseful about it, which even in the dream seems odd to me. My subconscious doesn't even try to come up with a plot hole filler like it usually does. I see them do all this, I think I may have tried to talk to them about it. The scenes I see are at night, but when I actually leave the house to find them it's mid-morning. I run out of the house and look back at it. It's narrow but wide, a flat-faced 3 story blue colonial with windows on each floor. The back of the house faces vividly green rolling hills, and just past the house I notice another line of buildings. It looks lovely, sitting there on a hill. All the windows are open, with each gust of wind white/yellow striped curtains billow outward. 1/16/13 (dream fragment) I'm sitting at a round dinner table. Across from me is Liam. It's like a snapshot, the space between breaths, the break in a conversation. We had been talking, but we have since stopped. He's how I saw him in the first dream, wearing a loose white shirt. His hair looks a little more shaggy. He stares hard at the table, head tilted down and a little to the side. He clenches his hand then opens it. He seems frustrated. 1/18/13 I'm in the house again. This time I become aware while standing in the bathroom. The house doesn't have any furniture, the bathroom is bare. Behind me is an elevated tub. The bathroom itself is in the corner of the house, joining two bedrooms. The walls are a pale warm yellow. "This is the house I was in before." I think, smiling. I walk into the master bedroom. The walls are blue, the trim white. The window to my left is open, and the day outside is bright and cheerful. I become entranced by the wood floors, they're a blonde wood but the grain almost looks like scratches. In a way I'm lucid for this, because I'm aware that the floor doesn't look quite right. The more I focus on it the more realistic it becomes. 1/19/13 I've returned to the house. I become aware while standing in the living room. Just like in the other dreams I'm standing in a spot where I can see into a couple other rooms. To my left I can see the entry hall and a small room right next to it. In front of me is a short hallway and en exit door. I can also see the side of the stairs going up to the second floor. I know that across from the stairs to the left is the kitchen, but I haven't been in there yet. "I'm here again." I think. My return makes me happy, but I can't quite say why. It's no house I have ever actually been to. I turn around to look out the window behind me... I'm in a sort of hotel. All the shelves, trim, and tables are deep walnut and almost look black. I turn to put something in one of the mail cubbies and I hear a voice. There are two maids standing at the counter, intercepting a message. The man standing on the other side of the counter reminds me, achingly, of Liam. His face structure doesn't seem right, but his personality fits. He is sharply dressed, a black vest over a white shirt and black slacks. I try to get his attention, I can actually FEEL myself turning into a moron. (Well...not literally) The women keep getting in the way, they think he's attractive and don't want me to talk to him. I stand off to the side, frowning. I see myself as though I'm standing right behind myself, so the side of my face, and the way my hair is pinned up. The fact that it's curly and black and not really my own anymore. While he's talking to them I doubt that he looks like Liam at all. I give up trying to get his attention, which just seems to get his attention. "Sorry, I've got other messages to run. I'll come back by before I leave town." His eyes slide from the other two women to me as he's turning to leave and gives me a crooked smile. The familiarity of it strikes me hard, he's gone before I can react.
My house is massive. Julian built a new kitchen with tall, exposed beams, dark wood floors, and red stools. There are random people there. Julian is on a lower level and someone is asking for his autograph. He looks up at me and then signs for her. She tries to kiss him and he kind of pulls away and gestures my way. I just laughed. I entered the stairwell (like in my junior high school) and all the entrances keep changing and I can't find my way back (House of Leaves). I finally find a floor that will let me out - and I'm on the opposite side of the kitchen than where I entered. That was nightmarish and should have triggered lucidity. At one point I'm having a conversation with others about the Id, Ego, and Super Ego. I admitted to talking to my subconscious while lucid dreaming (trigger - hello??!!!!!). Nice Kitchen, though.
First Dream I was bored,talking to someone in a old telephone,and teleported to where he was.It was a beach place,there was people I know from different schools,and a teacher I have a bit of a crush on,he hugged everybody as we were coming closer to him.Later I was in this room in a colorful square pattern(ground,walls and ceiling)mainly of blue,red and yellow.There was some videogames there,but it was suffocating,and I decided to leave.The hallway was the same pattern,and suddenly I was in a pine forest place,with long bodies of water with a bridge to connect the land.I tried to go back but fell into the water.A guy helped me,I asked where I was,I was worried on how I would go back home.He said it was a viking country in Central America,and dunno why,I got relieved. Second Dream I was on a family meeting,the house was a fancy beach house with bright colors on the wall such as red and purple,dark wood furniture and moroccan design.I was in a room talking to my mother and the same teacher from the first dream(it happened the night before this one) came into the room and started to talk about something Those dreams were not lucid,but very vivid.They happened a few night ago.
Non-Lucid Lucid Stuck in my house, (lucid dream) I was in the dinning room I was starting to become suspicious of the fact that it could be a dream. I remembered to reality check and bam I was lucid. I ran down the I of my house attempting to jump straight through the door. It's important to note that it was fairly Dark and I could not see very well. I tried again pretending to be a liquid passing through a door and that still did not work. I then finally ran into my living room and tried to jump through the window. And all of these attempts failed unfortunately. I became frustrated with the fact I was unable to leave my house plus the lighting conditions only made the matter worst. Eventually I work up. The best part about this dream is that it felt like I was actually there and not just unconsciously having a lucid dream. I've only just started my routine and I'm doing good Notes to self - Stay calm in a lucid dream, - If you can't do anything extraordinary, then don't let that get you down (just open the door)
07.01.2013Avoiding Saddler and Escaping To the Ocean (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID First of all, this was quite a scary dream because I was trapped in a room for a while, and it took some creativity and a lucky distraction to get away from Saddler, the main villain in Resident Evil 4. There are maybe 2-3 resets in this dream, and there were other dreams mixed into them I believe. The first thing I can remember is simply being inside of a tool shed made of gray bricks and a decent rooftop. I go inside, thinking Saddler wouldn't find me there, but I left the door open, and he slowly prepares himself to come in. He takes a peek to see if I'm there, and I'm pretty sure he knows I'm there. For this part of the dream before the reset, it was because I was afraid of what he would do to me that made me shift into another dream. Before the dream goes into a reset at that same event, I'm in a first person player dream where I'm holding a gun and I'm running around randomly. I'm listening to someone showing another person how to prepare their gun. He screams out, "Lift your Arm!" "Hold!" "Shoot" The person practicing this was doing the same procedure stated to him, and I was confused on what he meant by "Hold," so I looked at the person and saw they cocked their gun and I did the same. I noticed when I was doing this, I get a more detailed version of the gun, and I see #1 and #2 near the holding base of the gun. I decided to press number 2 since 1 was already pressed. I hold my arm up, cocked the gun, but I didn't want to shoot. I just repeated the process until I realized I had a different gun. Now I'm shifted back to that same dream I mentioned of me trying to escape Saddler. This time, the dream shift skips whatever I did to get out of the dead-end situation I set myself up for with Saddler. The area around me was an island and the borders for this section of the island had light gray bricks that pretty vivid for something that would just be a filler in a dream like this. The surface I'm standing on is a trailing path of pure brown dirt with green grass left and right. There's randomly generated trees spaced out maybe 10 feet from each other, but if I remember correctly, there were maybe 2-5 trees overall on this section of the island. The sky above is blue and has little clouds, and it feels likes a tropical environment. It feels kind of awkward to have this nice little paradise of an island with evil lurking within in. So I aimed my weapon that's now a grappling gun to the roof of castle-like structure 20 feet away from me. I think I'm going to miss, but the grapple just extends a bit further probably to ensure that I get a hold on to something at least. So I shifted my gun downwards a bit and now the grapple is in place. I thought I had to manually climb up, but apparently the grappling gun does an automatic pull for me...sweet! So I immediately take a right and head for the sandy beach and find that the water stretching god knows how long. The water is a turquoise type of color that's a bit more on the green side, like pastel green, except a little darker and a bit more yellow to give it a limey kind of color. There's a submarine with its top exposed, and I realize I'm riding a balloon like mini submarine. Things are going fairly well for me, and my worries of the balloon like structure popping from sharp objects is eliminated, which allows me to speed up to follow the older man who I believe helped me escape from Saddler. I wanted to go into the submarine since the old man was apparently going for it, but he moved forward instead, and I clearly shifted my vehicle to the right. I'm keeping a pretty steady pace, maybe 30 feet away from him, but now I'm shifted to the right, and I think I plan to go on my own into a even DEEPER ocean that's right UNDER this one. That's all I remember for that one. _________________________ 07.01.2013Bacteriophages Infecting The House (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a house, and basically, there are brown bacteriophages that are about as small as my pinky, maybe smaller than that, infecting this random house I'm in. I'm trying my best to avoid them because someone told me that they can cause your memory to degree. They weren't really affecting me, or at least I didn't feel as if they were after me, but I started to get paranoid because they grew by the number at random places in the house. _________________________ 07.01.2013Running Away from White Tiger With Black Stripes (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID There's this female that I'm close to in this very cold area completely saturated with snow. There's not much I can remember from this, but I do remember saying something to her, and then I was trying to run away from her. She transforms into a white tiger with black stripes, and while I'm trying my best to get the hell away from her, I think I'm saying some cruel things at her along with someone else running away from her. The other person does most of the insulting, and I realized that these insults I'm giving to her are petty and just completely disrespectful. I'm pretty sure she was someone good to talk with, but I don't know that triggered this negativity. She comes at me fast in her tiger mode, and I'm now in this weird position where I'm controlling my dream body to run away from her, but I also have vision to see what's behind me. She's just coming at me with all her might, and I'm barely able to keep up a faster pace than her. I noticed the glacier and icy areas I'm passively acknowledging as I'm going maybe 60 mph or even 70 mph, possibly in an animal transformation of my own, are starting to crack. But we're going so fast, it doesn't even matter. I can't remember much after that. Then there's this other dream I had where my father reads my text messages and what's on my computer, and I don't want him to know I have a girlfriend. He seems to be a bit passive, but I still quickly take back my phone and laptop away from him.
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(Non-lucid)I was in a regular dream in this backyard of someone's house where people were dressed up for homecoming(school dance) and people from my school were standing on this wooden boat step-thing posing for pictures. For some reason I can't remember who my date was but this girl from my school named Kassidy texted me but I did not want to talk to her. I look behind me I see some sophomores still half dressed trying to put on the rest of their clothes for the pictures. I walk up onto the boat behind everyone. The dream is lost and I'm in paralysis in my bed. I'm thinking how bizarre that last dream was so I go back into that regular dream and everything plays through again the same way and I go back into paralysis in my bed. At this point I'm trying to get my body free but remember I can't move. I conclude that I want to roll out of bed this time, so I roll and land at the foot of my bed in a lucid dream. (Lucid) I stand up in my room and sort of notice this is my lucid world but jump back onto my bed. Then I think 'wait this is a dream let's go explore' so I walk out of my room. I keep looking at my hands to keep stability and as I walk down my stairs I start to think I might lose the dream but it stays. I turn the corner still looking at my hands to walk into the kitchen. I see that there are flashing blue lights against the walls but then assume it's from the T.V. since there aren't any other lights on. When I walk in I sense someone to my left, so I slowly look and it's some guy I don't know. He's probably 5'7'' has buzzed brown hair and stubble. Then I turn to my right to see people laying on my living room couch. A kid named Austin from my school is laying under a blanket asleep and someone else is on the other side. There's also a chair in my living room corner that's big enough to sleep in so I walk over there to see my friend Katharine laying under a blanket with her head out. She looks up at me and I get this strange feeling that she wants to get with me. No... this isn't why I started to lucid dream again... but the temptation. Without realizing it my arm is already placed on the top of her back and I feel she's naked. I start to run it down her back and grab her ass... then I keep going under until I feel her zone and she gives out the most seductive moan like she's been waiting forever to be touched... Then I woke up.
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04.01.2013Akashic Records Reading Real or Fake? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember that I'm inside of a hallway where things are quiet but peaceful. There's a very big book in front of me, and the exterior is a brown color while the pages are slightly yellow. The room was a little dark, but there was a window right above me that was conveniently placed right behind the book so that I could easily read it. I couldn't remember the first pages of this book, and I probably wouldn't have been able to decipher them if I wanted to. So as I'm going through more pages, I finally noticed something comprehensible. For some reason, that page came out to me, like it tore out on its own or something like that. It stated about me having a 53% of something, and by doing these actions, I would an augmentation leading towards that event being more probable and in my favor. It was kind of hard to bear at first, and I don't really recall embracing the magnificence of the Akashic Records, probably because I felt I was in the lower levels of my own Records. The paper showed a graph somewhere on the right, and then there's a table that shows actions I can take that gives me a certain percentage if I accomplish them. Then I had this mentality where it was Thursday of next week I believe, or maybe Thursday that already passed for this week. But to be practical, I'm going to presume the dream or astral scenario was for the week coming up after this dream journal entry. So if I wanted to be in the clear for the event to be in my favor I had to get at least 10% to make it 63%. With the options below on the table, it seemed I had a pretty good chance in making this happen. After realizing this, it gives me a sense of relief, but I'm still not sure if this was simulated or not. Then the whole experience starts go into dream like qualities, and I see random people like Nick from Young and the Restless, so now as I'm typing this, the Akashic Records reading was either: - Real, but I dozed off and got the experienced intertwined with a random dream -Simulated along with the random dream - Real, but how I conceptualize it was associated with how I analyze dreams. Now the dream shifts where I'm planning out some of the activities on the paper that's torn out (this was obviously a simulation or something, because I don't recall your own pages actually being able to be ripped off or being able to be torn out. It was mostly things related to college, and then it felt like it was Friday, and I didn't have any kind of awareness on any percentage increase. I felt my time here was limited, and that things would start crashing down for me. Going into this self-induced pit of negative emotions, I start to phase out of my planning, if I had one, and I can't recall the rest of this experience. _________________________ 04.01.2013Trying to Call My Father (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside a house I'm currently residing for the New Years break, and I find myself trying to call my father. The phone starts blanking out pretty frequently, which irritates me. My father picks up sometimes, but most of the time I can't even hear him at all. I didn't bother to check if the phone volume was on mute, but I didn't really want to do anything but to call him. The house itself has the kitchen light turned on and the T.V. on the left is on as well I believe. There's someone wearing an orange shirt and brown leggings or velour pants in the house that starts becoming annoying after a while and starts screaming, and I'm not sure if it's at me or my father. But when she's screaming, I hear the response from my phone. I get confused, and I can't remember what happens after that. _________________________ 04.01.2013Weird Creature & Dave Chappelle (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID There's a creature consisting of orange and a slightly green tentacle. It's as small as a human fist, and it's moving around like crazy where I'm too scared to do anything. Dave Chappelle randomly comes into this dream, and I'm trying to throw a ball at the creature, but Dave catches it with his butt cheeks. He starts going random mode on me, and I'm trying to look the other way before things go into the shitter for this dream. _________________________ 04.01.2013Kaomea PMs me (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Kaomea PMs stating that I could PM her every now and then. Huh? _________________________ 04.01.2013Alyzarin makes me Respond Quickly (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Alyzarin wants me to respond to a thread with preset responses, and I do it quickly because she says it to me in a rush. I thought I created the thread, which was something related to putting what describes you as a tag or something, but it seems Erii created it before me. After reading my reply the second time, I felt this didn't really describe me. Then some random user below me with a Kid Goku picture for his avatar stated how he was going to describe himself, but I pretty much took part of what he was. A lot of people liked this, and I feel confused on what I actually did to "steal" part of his identity in the first place. I felt guilty either way, and then as I'm scrolling up to see who liked it, I saw Kaomea and 6 other people liked it. I was still speculating what I did wrong, and I felt guilty....lol...guilty over people who liked something that basically makes me look like the bad guy. I turned to Alyzarin and told her that she shouldn't have made me do that, and she instant messages me with (paraphrasing here): "I tend to do that a lot, get used to it." Huh??????????????? This dream so random and incomprehensible to piece together. _________________________ 04.01.2013Don't Bold, Italicize, or Underline! (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID It's pretty much the whole dream; someone tells me not to bold, italicize, and underline. It wasn't like that exactly, she made a blog post on how "Brandon" is violating the Terms of Service by doing these actions. Then she goes on to ramble on and on and on and on. Then I looked at the comments that seemed automated and a bunch of one-liners. Then after speculation, I realized this whole blog post was a bunch of BULL, and this didn't make sense AT ALL. Could've done a reality check, but nope.
Inception Trampoline Portal Thing The farthest back I can remember this dream is that I'm in the left back seat of my mom's suv. There was a second steering wheel on the back of the driver's seat chair and for some reason that was the one that I had to use to drive the car I was in. Apparently the one in the front was used to control via radio another car that I had to move around earlier in the dream. I think the car that it might've controlled was a small sporty audi (which for in the dream I called a BMW). In hindsight the body of the car reminds me more of a jaguar car than an audi but it had the four rings symbol. Anyways, I was in the back of my house so using the strange second steering, I backed out of the driveway. While I was backing out I watched a scruffy homeless(y) white guy with long dirty blonde hair in a beanie go into the audi and drive it away. I had a feeling that that was bad but it didn't shake me too much. I continued on my way and drove about 20 ft until I noticed a large group of musicians, mostly string players walking towards my neighbor's house. I immediately knew who they were, they were musicians from a summer program that I was a part of even though the faces were mostly students from my college. I drove to the house they were talking to and fro from and found my neighbors. In the dream they were a wealthy white couple with straight light brown hair, late 20s to early 30s and they were dressed up for something. I got the feeling that it was a funeral except everyone seemed happy and the wife was in a red dress. My mom was there too but she wasn't dressed up. They saw me, said hi, and I brought up the black "BMW" that I saw being stolen and the wife started yelling crying and screaming. It was apparently their car. I left and drove a lot more with my friend peter and it got dark out. I found myself in some strange building, high ceilings with wooden rafters. It was a little more than dimly lit and a lot of things were painted red. There were two rooms next to each other, both about 30 yards long and 7ish yards deep, maybe 10 yards high. idk why I counted it in yards…one room had a bunch of twin beds and the other room I don't remember as well but that's where the story continues. There was a strange dark lanky figure that was holding open a portal. I think my ex was there and she was explaining to me that it was some type of portal of dreams that you go into and experience some sort of interesting dream dark something…I don't really remember the explanation. Me being up for most things, I said that I was down and, laying on my back I wiggled backwards into the hole and there was no floor supporting me on the other side. I fell into darkness for about 10 seconds then into another large room with the same low light and red paint. I landed on a trampoline and started bouncing around. I looked around and it seemed that this was all that was in the room so I was very confused that the hole of darkness only had a strange trampoline in it. I was jumping up and down really high, high enough that I could grab onto the ceiling's rafters (note I didn't notice that there was no hole that I could've from). Eventually after about a minute or so of bouncing I fell of the trampoline but instead of hitting floor I fell into another realm of darkness. In this darkness I had visions of myself with my arms amputated past the elbows. After a while of this weirdness I fell into another room with a trampoline. This all repeated itself again into another room with a trampoline. At this point I realized that the point of the portal, or at least my fate in dealing with it, was to be stuck in this loop going on and on forever, falling off the trampoline, through darkness, and onto another trampoline in a room with no source for me to enter through. Obviously I wasn't happy about this so I crouched down and did what I could to "wake up" which eventually worked. I woke up in the room stated above with a bunch of beds. My friend's were shaking me and when I got up they told me that I was in Kate's bed (dunno which kate, I assume Kate M). As they pulled me away, I noticed that I slobbered a little on the pillow so I wiped it off so no one else would see it. We were walking to the other room and the passage between the two had a bunch of mirrors. I saw one mirror where I had the amputated arms and I freaked out. I looked at my own arms and they were normal and when i looked back again to the mirrors, everything was normal.
12.09.2012Almost Caught Masturbating (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm inside of a random house, and I remember that I did a lot of things in the dream, but not exactly what I did. I felt tired, and a few familiar faces were going to sleep as well. I was assuming me and a few others were guests for someone that I know from New York in waking life. She's remaining passive like she usually is, looking at me occasionally without really realizing that she's looking at me way too much. At least in this case, she's focused on something else other than me. I remember a few dream flashbacks where she asked a family member of mine something, and they responded "No" while fixing something on a table. It seemed that it required his full attention, which made him end up being laconic to her. After that and a few more that I can't recall well I'm wearing a pajama set where there's swampish green stripes going down vertically next to a more faded lime green color....so it was a faded lime green stripe, then a swampish green stripe, and so on. And now for the fun part...... ........(warning, a bit graphic)........ Spoiler for 18+: I get this strong urge to masturbate, and my penis is rock hard. It magically is saturated with saliva or some kind of weird lube. I tried to hide my boner while finding the nearest closet that's away from everyone that's going to sleep. I find one of those very long closert doors that can bend and move around a bit. I go inside, and there's clothes in my way, so I decided to duck under them. I slowly take my the pajamas that I'm wearing, I could feel how hard my penis was. My left hand twitches, dying to touch it, dying to stroke it vigorously. I give in to the temptation, and I have my knees on the floor. I'm not sure what I have on my right hand, I think it's a pillow, or maybe something else. I make short breaths, stroking it more and more, enjoying how thick my dick was. I wanted to get this done quickly because me not being inside of the bedroom with the other guests would seem suspicious. So I dissociate myself from the reality in the dream and closed my eyes while stroking my dick even faster, grinding the sides of my teeth for a bit, and expanding my mouth as I expose my teeth as well. Then I hear footsteps, and someone is calling out my name. I had an "OH CRAP!" moment, and I still didn't even get the chance to reach orgasm and ejaculate. I couldn't think straight, and even though I was in the closet, I was still panicking. I decided to use whatever is on my right hand to cover up my boner, and I quickly pulled up my pajama pants. The lady was wondering why I was away for so long, and I just tried to look at the ground and not make eye contact with her, because I'm still kind of horny. She scoffs at me, turns around, and I follow her into the bedroom. I'm still wondering how the hell I can fap without anyone noticing. I started to create scenarios, since I'll be sleeping next to this woman, on how I can still fap vigorously without her being suspicious. I didn't want to have sex with her mind you because she was a family member. I tried to imagine if she would sleep with her back facing me, which means that I could at least align myself where I'm resting on the right side of my body. This way, since I'm uncircumsized in the dream, I could use my thumb and roll around the head of my penis and get a quick ejaculation without making lewd noises to wake anyone up. The other scenario is that if she was facing me, I would have my back facing her while I'm resting on the left side of my body. This way, I could use my right hand, but it would be a little too strong for me since I haven't used it in a------- Wait, what am I saying...I....I don't............ You didn't see that! As I'm busy formulating ways I can get this boner over and done with, I'm trying my best to make sure I suppress the urge to stroke this eager cock....it's realllllllllly hard to suppress it.
Dec 8, 2012 I recall walking through a house with 9 to 10 large rooms arranged either like a 3 by 3 or 3 by 4. I wasn't lucid but I was felt the eeriness of the dream. The large house is a reoccurring figure in my dreams. The house becomes more familiar with each successive dream in it. I vaguely remember upon entering the house that a voice directed me towards the kitchen, where I believed people to have been in.
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