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Lucidity: 5/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~3 Min.

I was Spider-Man swinging like no tommorow. I wanted to have different powers because I didn't feel like swinging. But then I thought I was sleeping in class so I woke myself up and I was in class but was a false awakening.

It's weird, if you read my other dream journals you'd know that all my lucid dreams are like part of a series. I choose what I want to dream about since i have lucid dreams every night. The only way I can really fall asleep is if i have an interesting topic. Since my brain never shuts down and i am conscious throughout the night I have to be interested in what I am dreaming about to fall asleep or else it is like reading a really boring book. That's is where my love for sleep comes. It's like, since all my dreams are so interesting and I can manipulate them to what I like and what my interests are, i become sort of obsessed with finding time to sleep. I can sleep for up to 20 out of 24 hours because i have full control over my own conscious mind. I go home, i sleep. time for dinner, i eat do my hw and sleep. All that sleeping so what? I can escape from the real world? That's what I am trying to figure out. Since my "world" is almost like a utopia with everything my mind and myself want in it I like it more then being awake. Often times I can manifest dialogue in my head when I'm awake, though no images. It's almost like daydreaming. It can affect my life and my motivation to do anything. Is it like that with anyone else who has lucid dreams on a regular basis??

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

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 8/10
Length: ~10 Min.

I was in a field and grabbed some armour for myself. Then I was in a building talking to some people and got ripped off. So I went over to this guys place and started to use my force powers to kill everyone in the building. It was epic. I managed to find him, but then had a false awakening and thought my friend Cameris came over.

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~7 Min.

Me and some old man were on a boat. I don't know what we were doing but the old man was very creepy and his boat seemed like it was about to sink.

Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~5 min.

I woke up in a lucid dream car. Then I tried to fall asleep again, and I did. Then I was just walking around and just enjoying the feeling of the lucid dream. I did try to emagine Tania having sex with me a couple of times just because she's perfect!

i am on a farm,.. or... .. my uncle's farm, and... i'm being chased by rotwilers, dogs, they are chasing me, i reach a mucky steep hill, i instantly become lucid, i then attempt to fly away before im attacked, i fly, but i wake up from excitement.

So I'm fighting this guy that apparently I've been set up to fight with or some shit, as some kind of game. Whilst my brother fights some other guy he's suppose to fight. Apparently we were just suppose to FIGHT and not kill each other. whoops.

I kill this dude and my brother's like OH MAN WHAT DID YOU DO WHI DID U DO THAT FFFFFFFFFFFFFF. And then I'm like dude bro chill man dude. bro. and then he's like FFFFFFFFFFFF. and then I was like FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF UR RIGHT I KILLED HIM. And I got overly worried and panicked and was wondering how I'd dispose of the body. Then my neighbor passes by and sees him dead and she cries and shes like AHHHHHHHHH (which is the sound of her screaming).

Then I was like WOAH. THIS CANT BE HAPPENING I MUST BE DREAMING MAN. Then I do my flying reality check and flew away but then I woke up.Fuck.

Lucidity: 6/10
Vividness: 8/10
Length: ~8 min.

"I'm getting beat by my own imagination, that's pretty stupid, huh?" I said. Everyone else looked at me and said "yeah, go kick his ass Austin!" So then I was given a special shotgun and a new nano suit. The nano suit that my friends gave me was pretty cool. It was partial gold. Then I found the guy that was trying to kill me and I ran after him as fast as I could. Almost tripping every once and a while, for about 2 minutes. Then I caught up with them and jumped on the car. I killed one of them and the other 2 grabbed a gun. So I saw that they were about to crash and jumped off of the car right before it blew up.

So I had this big long dream and it resulted in me hanging out at the house I lived in as a child. I was climbing the stairs which were above the living room when i fell backwards and landed at the bottom. I tried to put my shoes back on because apparently they fell off, but for some reason i was having trouble getting the shoes on. As I was halfway up the staircase, I suddenly realized "Hey, wait a minute. I'm dreaming! I don't have to do this." So the first thing I thought to do was hold out my hand, snap my fingers, and hope fire would appear. To my excitement, it did! I could feel the warmth of the flames, and of course I started shooting flames everywhere. Then I tried web-slinging like spiderman but it didn't work. So i went back to my fire fun

Then I looked down at the living room couch and decided to try to summon a DC. It took a lot of concentration and it was tough, but BOOM he appeared on my couch. So i hopped down the stairs and sat next to him on the couch. Note to all people: in a lucid dream, do be careful of what you think because you may make something happen by accident XD Why do I say this? Well for some reason in the dream I was thinking about rape (I have no idea why O_o) but when I did, the DC i summoned attempted to rape me. (Isn't that delightful...) He had my arms down but I woke up.

Man, I love lucid dreams.

I briefly see myself walking in a grocery store when suddenly an evil presence quickly takes over the dreamworld. I think of Freddy Krueger and realize this is why I felt that evil aura, OH LORD HE MUST BE NEAR.

Then I think, wait I never really found his movies scary to begin with... YO IM DREAMIN. LOLYAY.

A small burst of vividness takes over my field of vision and I speed to the front of the store to take flight outside. I thank Freddy whilst I run, even though I never saw him, for helping me become lucid as I arrive the automatic opening doors. But luckily I stop and remember to stabilize right before take off. I look at the ground and focus on the small details and little spots on the glossy tile of the grocery store floor, I step outside and feel the cool breeze of the night on my skin, I tried to listen to sounds that might enhance lucidity but nothing noticeable except small street noises are heard.

I decide that's enough for now and was really excited to fly when I remembered to do at least one of the two tasks of the month. I couldn't at the moment fathom doing the advanced one but I figured I could go ahead and get a kiss from a DC, so I look for the nearest victim. I see two shadowy characters walking a few feet from me so I rush over to see who my subconscious wanted to set me up with. Surprise! Oh god I hate that guy. I remember cursing my subconscious and then laughing as if I knew it was playing a joke on me. So I use my will to transform the DC into someone moderately more attractive and well, I was pretty satisfied to say the least.

I kiss him for a moment and realize in other LD's I usually skip this part and cut to the chase, but this was oddly more pleasurable. I stopped and gently pushed him away, and said OKAY THANKS BRO LOLOL, because I really couldn't wait to fly again so I jetted off and saw him shrug and go back to his friend that was waiting for him.


I remember feeling huge bursts of speed in the sky and the chilly air on my skin. I remember at parts flying became a bit difficult and I would flap my arms and laugh at myself for how terrible I was at flying.

I googled flying at night and this showed up, so I'm now a bird.

I knew the dream was already losing stabilization but I couldn't be arsed to go back to the ground, I was enjoying just being there in that moment way too much. I slowly drifted down and remember hovering over the ground upside down and even feeling blood rush to my head, it was startlingly realistic, though I knew it couldn't have been because I was floating upside down. After a few more minutes I decided to just calmly close my eyes and meditate and as I did the dream began to fade. I knew I was in a good spot to start up a new dream if I focused enough on relaxing, but I figured that was enough for one day and wanted to write in my DJ.

Finally, an end to a very long dryspell. Thanks Freddy.

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID DREAM
I am walking up the stairs, trying not to make too much sound, my shoes hard against the hard wooden floor, as if they might fear that I’m a prowler. It’s the house of my auntie, Chris (perhaps triggered by the lengthy conversation with my mum last night about Chris and Oma and Luke) – the original house from childhood visits - and I’ve just arrived in Holland. Coming up the stairs onto the first floor, the door is open, so I’m planning on going into the first room opposite the stairs without stirring anyone, but when the bed comes into view, there is a soft pre-dawn light filtering through transparent curtains, and my cousin Luke is going down on his girlfriend, she wearing nothing but a green t-shirt (perhaps a reference to my favourite colour at Induction Day at Amnesty yesterday)... They see me almost immediately, reacting surprised, the girl gesturing with some embarrassment that my room is upstairs, as I also try and save the situation, like I don’t want to interrupt I only need to know where I’m sleeping and I’ll be as quick as gone. In the next room, where I expect to find Chris, there is again movement under the blanket, and multiple heads stick out surprised, with at least three couples all surprised to see me.

Upstairs in the dark, spacious attic like a small community hall with hard wooden floor, there are lots of people who are familiar to me as the friends me and Luke used to hang with when we were all younger, and starting with Luke, I give them all big powerful hugs, crushing them close for a brief passionate hug in the excitement, although physically they all resemble closer the dark long-haired, Latino faces of More’s friends we used to hang with in Cusco, or in Plaza Dorego in Buenos Aires, and I suppose thusly, a gringo, a friend of a friend, I’m more excited to see them again as they are of me. They’re all coming to visit at the same time, and next I remember that a band, modelled physically on the consummate rock star faces of The Church (in mid-December 2010 they played at my last shift working at Notes), singing 90's grunge music, the singer almost resembling a thinner version of old Peter Fonda (from the Californication episode a few days back on late Sunday night), playing a low-strapped electric Stratocaster, in the middle of the room without needing to set up.

At the drinks table, a guy who is in his late 30’s, a musician type, recognises me as the guest of honour, asks me to crack his back, and I don’t need too much instruction before I hold him firmly with my left hand on his shoulder and with my other hand cupped inside his left shoulder blade push it forward with a sinewy pop that seems to relieve him. He then tests out how much looser his shoulder feels, softly but still quite rigidly assuming a drummer’s stance and playing a simple beat on the air. There’s another veteran of the rock scene, tall and strong and a bald head, dressed sharp and all black, and, in the obliged manner as if the gig and their being present were contractual, he pours me a drink as if for a competition winner. He and the drummer talk about how tough musicians have it, continuing without irony even as I tell them that they’re lucky, they get to make a living out of playing music.

*

In another scene, I am downstairs, outside in a small narrow courtyard on the side of the house, and one of the girls across from me talks about how they have this thing they do, and I realise that there’s a guy that has already scaled the two tiers of sloping tiled rooves.

He is standing on the edge of the roof, if only for the rush of adrenaline, when he suddenly snaps backward violently as if slipping, and very quickly slides on his back down the first tier of slick, concave terracotta tiles, bouncing down onto the second shorter tier, when we all stand, reacting to break his mortal fall, but without significant resistance caused by any one of us, he somehow slows, turning on the lip of the roof and, cart wheeling smoothly in the air, lands gracefully on his feet.


In a subsequent scene, I move naturally through the liquid surface of a horizontal, rectangular mirror set at eye-level on the wall, coming out again in the darkened back of what resembles a garage and move to the front, with the big barn-like door open and strong sunlight coming in through the gaps in the roof as if it were made up of long sticks bound together, or lots of big holes in the jungle leaf roofing.

I notice a strange looking child next to my leg, who seems to be alone (perhaps like the toddler in the stroller alone outside the general store along Glebe Point Road yesterday, staring expressionlessly down the street) and I stoop to it, perhaps to ask where her mother is. The ugly, fat baby, standing up wobbling with arms outstretched, not physically older than 2 years old, talks to me, although in a squeaky voice, perfectly, like talking to a much older kid. Loose, pock-marked skin, becomes mice ears the next time I look (like my pet rat when I was in my teens who developed a tumour and lost all of its hair)...

Holding it in my hands, I put it down to let it free as an over-grown bald and wrinkly mouse, that resembles the skin and deformation of a person with an ageing disorder. I think about it again (perhaps based on my background thinking lately to more regularly question to the logic of what I’m experiencing, and exercise my memory like whether I can remember the steps that lead me to my present location) and suddenly realise that I must be in a dream, immediately holding my nose and when I feel the contradictory wind through my nostrils, I say out loud that I’m dreaming to Simon Patterson who has been with me for sometime now, who I know will be interested in this realisation and follow me in exploring its implications.


Lucid dreaming, I suppress the thought that I might wake up if I get too excited, as well as the thought to write down this breakthrough and document what is happening subsequently (as if learning from the previous attempt – with the differently coloured humus – where I immediately began writing in the excitement, a reaction that I explained to Symo and Ken on last Friday night as being stupid, saying that ‘I totally missed the point’), and have no trouble focusing on trying to change the scene with my mind, focusing specifically on the mirror which we have been passing through. I see the people in the courtyard on the other side, but now the conceit doesn’t function, and the mirror changes from a realistic inanimate object into never existing in the first place, an empty black frame built into the wall. I had assumed that my sub-conscious was still active, and it seems from this evidence that my awakening of conscious awareness in the dream has limited the fanciful potential of my imagination.

In this dream I vas a normal guy in a weird contury.

Then someone kidnaped a girl and then i vas going to use my powers
(controling air,wather,ground(earth,cement),fire,heat).
The girl vas behind a small lake and infront of 2 guards alsou the kidnaper
vas holding her.
I decided to frezee the lake but it vas alreadi frozen and the ice vas to thick i tried to froze it but it didn't work, i tried again,again and again,
but it didn't work .
I vas then in a building close to there i teled a friend that this is my dream,
i then got mad and got to the roof of the building and jumped, i used my air powers to get down safe.
The goverment didn't belive me and tried to do it their selves, i pased thrugh them and frezee a small creak in front of the lake and then throved rocks at the lake.
I then made ice platforms and used fire to get the kidnaper back.
I then saved the girl.

ps:sorry fore my english

this dream occurred 2 nights in a row a few weeks ago...the first night it was clear enough for me to make out...the second it was more lucid...i would appreciate if anyone has insight on what it could mean...it includes my ex boyfriend who i love very much...we were suppose to get back together in dec 2010..the last things he said to me were i love you and yes i want you here with me...we havent talked since..he wont talk to me and tell me what is goin on....i moved away from him in oct 2010...i woke up shaking and in tears from this dream...


i was here at the house with my kids..just an average day...got a knock at the door..it was my ex boyfriend..i was surprised since we hadnt talked in a while..we talked and it turned into an argument...(unclear of conversation)...i asked him to leave and he did...i went about my business and a couple hours passed..got another knock...i was worried it was him again...to my surprise it was 2 state troopers...i invited them in...they said they got my address from some papers in his car..my ex boyfriend had been in a car accident and was the hospital in icu...i called his mom and let her know and she said the reason he had come up here to me was to come get me and take me back with him...i rushed to the hospital...my husband had to investigate the crash site...he told me there were several things in the car that were mine...letters and a snoopy plush toy (i had given it to my ex the day i left)...his mom finally arrived and wanted to get him back to phoenix...the drs' said not until he is stable...she couldnt stay long cos of work..no one else from his family could come up...i stayed by his side night and day...

1/5/2011

multiple lucid dreams last night, they all occurred in a row. i really feel weird about the way i was able to stay in my lucid dream. i achieved the ability to stay inside the dream and experiment with all sorts of things. i also saw many eyed birds. i jumped off a cliff. flew. did all sorts of things. i remember exploring an area and flying over gently to see someone. i was also inside some sort of obstacle course in my mind. it was very exciting. i am not sure the "key" to staying inside the lucid dream. but i had definitely achieved it. it was wonderful!
the strange thing about these dreams is that they were basically WILD (wake induced lucid dreams) where i went from being aware and awake straight into the dream realm.
i also believe i met and talked to my "dream guide" when he/she was in male form. it was really an experience. i asked them who they were and they said something i can't really remember… that they were "just a man" or something like that.
the whole experience was amazing! i'm feeling like i've made a huge step on my path towards being a true lucid dreamer!