lucid

I was walking outside in a neighborhood full of houses and all of the sudden the world I was in suddenly became underwater. I felt peaceful though. At the same time this beautiful song started playing in the background.


It was the exact same song but instead of the lyrics "Put your back into it" it was "Paint the world red and black"

At the same time the houses, buildings, and architecture dissolved into threads of black and red paint that danced around me in artistic graceful movements as I swam. It was incredibly beautiful and comforting. I was in bliss and felt so happy.

After the song ended I became lucid, the trigger was me realizing that I was breathing underwater.

I sank below into the darkness of the water and soon felt my feet hit a wooden floor. The water had somehow vanished and I was in an old home. It was a bit dark and lit with candles. I walked out the front door and saw my sister.

"Did you know I was dreaming this whole time?" I asked her.

She smiled and nodded reassuringly, walking down the road past where I was.

I yelled after her. "My keyword is...Asshole! Remember Asshole! (I couldnt think of anything but the first word that came to mind that would be easy to remember was asshole. Because it was shocking and 2 syllables.)
I hope that one day she tells me that I told her to remember this word in a dream...

I went back into the house and started dancing. I'm a pretty great solo dancer in the dream world. I was just mainly happy to be lucid again. It's been a long time. After a few minutes Ray walked into the room.

"I'm lucid Ray! Isn't this amazing?"

"Yes," he said. "Make sure to write this down."

Then I woke up instantly.

When I woke up a lot of the dream was lost. It was much longer than this and more detailed. So much of it left me when i woke up but I think I got the most important parts and I am so glad that I was able to do it again. I was starting to think I lost my ability..

In this dream today is my birthday (it's actually next week). I "wake up" and I am in a house that has wooden floors. There are pieces of ribbon scattered about the floor in all different colors. I see my cat Luna but she looks different. Her hair has been styled and cut, but it looks cute. I actually really like it. Apparently I have a pet rabbit too. It hops across the floor next to me. Ray is in the house with me. He tells me to grab a leash...and then we decide to head out. He leaves really fast and I forget the leash....I'm not sure why I needed it or for what animal it was for so I chase after him. I tell him I forgot the leash and he rolls his eyes at me.

"Well..." I say, "What did you want me to bring, the cat or the rabbit?"

He doesn't respond.

"I SAID, what did you want me to bring?" I start getting louder, "HELLO?! Answer me! The cat or the rabbit?" People start staring at us...but I really couldn't care less. I just repeat myself over and over....

Until I realize that this situation makes no sense at all.

I become lucid.

"This is a dream! You know what SCREW YOU! I'm leaving!"

I walk away from him and come to a market. There is a lady in a booth selling pizza.

"I'd like one slice of pizza please. And if you can please hurry, I won't be here much longer. I can tell I am going to wake up soon." I say.

I realize I don't have any money and then visualize a dollar in my pocket. Sure enough, when i reach in I can feel a dollar in there. I hand it to her. I look around and people are celebrating something in history having to do with the civil war. Everyone is dressed up in old clothing doing reenactments.A different younger girl pulls me away from the booth by my hand. Then the dream ends.

I am driving on a road while talking on the phone with my mother. She sounds very upset and she keeps talking about how she is not able to find a job, how she thinks she may have to declare bankruptcy, and how my dad won't help her with her bills. I was trying to help comfort her, but as I am talking the entire road I am traveling on unravels and causes me to crash into some brush. I hung up on her because I needed to get out of the current mess I was in. I get out, the car is destroyed, and I try to make my way to find some help.

There is a lot of greenery. Everything is lush, and almost tropical, like I had been transported to India or something. I come to a backyard with a lot of junk in it. A brown pit-bull is in the yard that keeps barking at me. Thankfully the chain fence keeps him from actually attacking me. I walk around to the front and open the gate. When I do this I hear yelling and a man comes out of the house trying to chase me out. I don't know what to do so I just start running from him. I get far enough ahead and I see a shed that I quickly jump into and hide before he sees me. The dream fades out.

I'm in my bed and I realize I am really deeply tired and know I can stay in the dream awhile. I close my eyes and I'm able to do a WILD. (I am lucid, but it goes in and out a lot. I'm only semi-lucid.)

I am back in the big shed I ran into. Near the doors I see another person. It's another guy, and thankfully he is not the one that had been chasing me.

"Hey, come with me." He motions me forward.

When I reach him he kind of brushes against my chest before grabbing my hand. I get the feeling that he had more than friendly intentions - But it is gentle and completely non-threatening. I feel a comfortability around him that is rare when I meet people. He takes me out of the shed and out of that junkyard of a place and right up to another building. When we pass through it there are a lot of auctions, of people. I don't know why but people would get up on platforms and others would bid for them. I couldn't really process it because before I knew it we were leaving and on the steps of another building

I look around and it is actually a Monastery-like place. The architecture is beautiful. I see lots of people sitting on pillows around an elongated table. They all wear ceremonial robes, very eastern traditional garments that monks normally wear. There were women too so it was a co-ed spiritual place. I really enjoyed it as it felt incredibly peaceful.



The young man that brought me here looks at me, "My name is Zee. Normally outsiders are not welcome here, and I brought you against regulation. Come quickly and try not to be seen."

I follow him urgently to his room, which was incredibly small. Just a bed and a tiny set of drawers. As soon as he closes the door behind him I hear an older lady yell, "ROOM INSPECTION!!"

Shit

I look under the bed to see if I can hide there but it is standing only about 3 inches from the ground and there is no way I could fit.

"Stay there!" Zee says.

I stay and curl into a ball next to the bed. Zee dumps a bunch of sheets over me and makes it look like I am just a bundle of unfolded fabric. The dream fades out and I wake up.

(I'm back in my bed but I am really excited about this dream so I keep my eyes closed and I am able to WILD again). I am back in Zee's room but he is gone. I look out the window to check and make sure I am in the right place. Sure enough it is the same temple. I think about trying to magically make him appear but then feel that that would be "cheating" and the dream would lose it's authenticity. In the corner of the room is a young pretty blonde girl who has features similar to Zee's. It clicks in my head that she was his sister.

"It's a good thing you disappeared when you did. You weren't found out. Zee could have been in a lot of trouble you know."

"Where did he go?" I ask.

She shrugs her shoulders, "He's outside of the room somewhere. You should go look for him."

I am already wearing ceremonial robes like the others. That's a good thing because I will blend in more and it would be less likely that I was questioned outside. I walk out of the room and down the hallway. I come to a room where there is a large circle of people weaving different fabrics.

The dream ends and I wake up again. This time completely.

I haven't had many dreams but I am trying to start up again with them. Recently I had one and I thought I would record it even though it was such a brief period of lucidity. I don't remember what happened before I was lucid because I mistakenly did not write it down immediately when I woke up.

I am in a hallway and become lucid. I walk down the hallway and enter a lounge area. There is an attractive blonde guy sitting on a leather chair. I walk up to him and say hello.

He pulls out what looks like a round scrying mirror that is pitch black. He asks me if I am ready to see the stuff of my worst nightmares and holds the mirror up for me to look in. I turn my head away because I was too afraid to look in... Then the dream ended.

The dream begins with a nightmare. I am in a place where I cannot touch the floor or I will fall through and get eaten by sharks. It's much like the childhood game my sister and I would play called “Lava” (in which we would pretend the floor was molten lava and we could only touch or step on furniture to make our way throughout the house). I don’t remember much of it except that 2 creepy old men were chasing me and each of them died. At some point I become lucid.

I am in a house. Now that I know I am dreaming touching the floor is no longer a concern of mine. I go up to the first window I see. Outside it's raining and there's a boat dock that has a canoe in it. The window has a latch on it which I undo and push open to hop out.

I walk on the wet pavement..There seems to be no one around.
"Hello? Is there anyone there?" I yell out.
There's no answer. I go up the road trying to find someone to interact with. The dream is very stable and I am much more calm than I have been in the past after becoming lucid, and I know it will help keep me in the dream longer.I get to a downtown area where there are many people going about daily business. A couple of girls in the distance are staring at me excitedly and whispering. One of them has long straight black hair with straight edge bangs and is very tan. The other is pale and blonde. The black haired girl is really excited to see me but I find her to be really annoying. She talks like an annoying girly sorority girl. She asks if I want to stop by her place, but she motions me toward the area where the nightmare started. Hell no. I tell her no thank you.

"It's ok," she says, "I do have to get going anyway though!"

She waves goodbye to both me and the blonde and runs off.

The blonde laughs at me,"Don't mind her. She's a little spacey."

"Who are you?" I ask.

At first I think she tells me "Laurie" but I can't quite hear her.

"Hi Laurie," I say.

She corrects me, "Oh, not Laurie, it’s Zuri.”

“That’s a unique name.” I reply. I feel so comfortable and also feel strongly that there is something special about her. It's rare when I can really talk to a DC like this and have it feel so normal. Zuri is such a great name too. One that I had never thought of before. The dream is also very stable compared to the last few I've had which only causes me to feel more intrigued by her. I study what she looks like (so that later I can draw her). Her hair is shoulder length and wavy. She's wearing dangling pearl earrings. Her outfit is a white men's style jacket with a tight dark blue dress that stops just above her knee. I didn't look at her shoes but I assume she is wearing heels.

She grabs my left hand,“I think we’ll head over to my place, and I think you’ll find it much more comfortable anyway.”

We begin walking through the city. It’s modern and clean. Everything is well-kept. There is no trash or litter. The lights from the windows make the place seem to glow as it grows darker outside. Zuri is so pretty too. I resist the urge to tell her though. I want to find out more about her, but more in the way I would actually try to get to know someone in person than treating her like another random DC.

“It’s just up ahead around the corner,”she points out, “I live in Park Place.”

Once we turn the corner we enter an apartment building. We walk down the hall and stop at the first door on the right. I look at the numbers above the door.

They read “208 Viloire 08”.

Zuri takes her keys from her purse and begins unlocking the door.

Just as that happens I wake up. Damn it!

I wake up for a brief moment and then go back to sleep, and am able to do a WILD

I'm in the middle of a downtown city. It looks to be about midday - the sun is out and it's bright. The clarity is fantastic. I can see the individual leaves on the trees. I remember from reading Stephen LaBerge's work that in order to keep the dream stable I need to be constantly participating. So I try to take in everything I can. I begin to run down the street. There are no other people in sight. It's like a ghost city. I come to what looks like an Art History museum. Behind Glass is an ancient statue of an elephant. It's a humanoid elephant and it's style was strongly reminiscent of Egypt, India, and Greece all kind of melded into one. I remember studying the details of the white marble and marveling at how intricate they were. I even turned away and looked back and everything stayed the same. It was that stable!

(I drew a depiction of it)


I walk inside the museum, and feel like I own it. I mean essentially I did own it because it was my dream. But I walk around and look at a few things. I see another statue of a horse belonging to the same civilization that was intricately decorated with a headdress and feathers. I am pretty amazed at the beauty my mind had came up with for this civilization. I feel like I could derive a whole culture just from the statues that had been placed there for me to see. I walk into a darkened room and begin to hear an ominous static noise that reminds me of the game "SlenderMan". And as soon as I begin to fear seeing him he shows right up - just as expected. I quickly try to ignore him and he disappears.

I notice a guy in a security uniform standing in the museum. I walk up to him and feel like he shouldn't belong. His eyes shift away from me, and he has a look on his face like he is up to no good. I tell him he needs to leave and he promptly replies "No."

That's fine, so I try to erase him by waving my hand in front of my eyes and hoping as my hand passes he will disappear (this has worked in the past for me). But, alas, it does not work and he is still standing there.

I turn around and see a couple of other guards (who seem legit enough) by a door. I wave them over and tell them to escort the guy I didn't like out of the museum. They immediately follow my instruction, grab him by the arm and take him away. I feel pretty satisfied, and then the dream ends

My dad, sister and I are on the beach. The water is beautiful, and it’s clear and sunny outside.My dad goes for a swim but soon gets attacked by a shark. We rush him home but he doesn’t want to go to the doctor. And he dies later that evening from an infecton to the wound. The dream resets and we are back on the beach again. My dream-self interprets this as I had a dream and it predicted the future. So my dad gets attacked by a shark again. When we get him to the house I watch him like a hawk. I make him put antibiotics on his wound. He doesn’t listen to me about staying in bed. It’s like telling a child not to do something. He gets up. Says he is going out for a drive and gets in his car. I get in the car with him to make him stop. He drives through the house breaking through walls to get outside. While he is driving with me in the passenger side trying to stop the car, I realize I am dreaming – I guess because none of this made any sense.

I jump through the windowshield and fly high into the sky. It’s difficult to stabilize the dream because I haven’t been lucid in quite some time. The constant flow and feeling of the wind against my skin helps. Whenever I try to slow to a stop the dream starts fading away so I keep flying fast. I see a church that resembles the Duomo of Florence, except its next to the ocean. I decide I want to land on it…but again as I try to the dream fades and I am back in bed.

I decided to take a nap in the afternoon and had a WILD.

“Wake Up Nick!”

“Wake Up”

My eyes open. It is very difficult to see anything. I am in a large and spacious RV. I was sleeping on a large plush sofa. I get up and feel around. I am at the front next to the driver. He looks to be late thirties maybe early forties. I put my hand on his shoulder.

“Why is everything so blurry?”

“Blurry? Oh, eat the bread on the counter. It will help you out,” he points to a large French roll of bread in the kitchen area of the RV.

I claw a chunk with my hand and start eating. As soon as I do this things start clearing up a bit. For a moment everything looks perfect.
I walk to the back of the RV where the bathroom is and knock on the door. There is someone busy in there. I could hear her using the sink. The door opens and I see a beautiful blonde girl smiling back at me. She is wearing a slimming black dress and diamond earrings.

“Good you finally woke up,” she tells me, “Here put this on.”
She hands me a folded black tuxedo.

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Well, we are going to meet my father. And I want you looking sharp.”

She smiles back at me again. Beautiful.

As she closes the door the dream fades out and I wake up back in bed. Sick as ever.

I am in some sort of futuristic communal living area. My mom is with me. I get into a heated argument with my sister (I do not remember the details of the argument at all – I just felt really angry). This causes me to look around the area for a bar because I want to get drunk – preferably on a mango daiquiri that I am craving. My mom is there and follows me in an attempt to distract me and help calm me down. She asks if I know of a place where we can get a nice dinner and we can relax. It turns out I do know of a place. It’s a restaurant that is part of a dance club I know of. It is daytime so the place is relatively empty. We walk inside and there are many party favors scattered about the club. One of the rooms was a sitting area made to look like a huge bedroom. We go outside where the restaurant is. It is made up of sitting areas on the floor with small tables that are each floating individually on a river. It reminds me of India.. and was relaxing to go to after being so upset with my sister. My mom and I sit down on pillows which they used instead of chairs for the atmosphere. My mom asks me if I knew the waiter who was talking with a different table – I tell her no.

Our table section starts going in circles and breaks off from the restaurant. It starts floating down the river – which increases in speed quite quickly and becomes a rushing series of rapids. I tell my mom to hold on for dear life. I scream for help and start waving my hands at an older couple I see from afar. Soon my mom and I are thrown off of our table ‘raft’ and we are flying down a canyon, the river water is no longer there – it is just a dry riverbed and something keeps pushing us along in mid-air at what seems to be 100 miles an hour. I scream at my mom to be careful. I can’t see her and don’t know if she is in front or behind of me. I see the elderly people trailing after us. Soon we are ejected into the open air over a cliff. As we fall my mom and I are able to grab hold of the edge of the cliff.The elderly couple fall behind us and both grab and hold on to our feet – and I physically remember having to pull harder to hold the man up who had latched onto my ankles. He climbs up my body and gets onto the cliff. Then he and his wife help pull me and my mother up. In the back of my mind I realize I have been dreaming and the elderly wife knows this. She and her husband both seem lucidly aware.

“Thank you so much for saving us,” I tell them. “Did you know this was a dream?”

The wife nods, “We are conscious dreamers having a shared dreaming experience,” she tells me. “It’s lucky we found you when we did.”

My eyes start watering. I feel very emotional for some reason. I feel convinced they are right even though I have no way of proving it and I feel very validated by this. Not very many people or DCs I meet in dreams readily admit to the dream reality. I feel around for my cell phone in my pocket and it is missing. I jokingly tell the lady that I wish she could call it. That way I could have proof of this and it could be authentic. She and her husband laugh. Then I wake up. I wish I had asked for their names.

The dream starts out in which I am playing a video game, but I am seeing everything in the perspective of the game itself (I don't see my hands on a controller). The game is an interesting one. The main playable character is a girl with flowing black hair. It reminds me of Assassin's Creed, but a female version. The setting takes place during the renaissance and I am walking through cobblestone streets and alleys. As I level up my character her appearance changes, her hair becomes longer, and the design of the clothing she wears changes patterns and becomes more intricate. There is a quick cut scene and some unrecognizable pop music plays, although I would say it was dark gothic in style...like this



The character gets in what i can only describe as a big metal trench that water flows through and that people use for washing their laundry in. She hides by swimming through it into a sewer system where the water empties out. As the character gets out and starts walking I realize I am dreaming.

Suddenly my field of vision shifts from 3rd person to 1st. I am the character, except I am in my own body now. I'm walking walking in this dark passage in the sewer and my sister suddenly appears behind me. Before I can say anything I hear shuffling ahead and get a stab of fear. The sound moves closer and suddenly I see them. The sound is coming from these huge ferocious rat-like rodents.
I know it's a dream but this took me by surprise and I don't have anything to defend myself with. All I can think of to do is pull my hands out and point my fingers into the shape of a gun.

"Bang!" I yell, pretending to shoot them.

Surprisingly one falls over dead, and the others scamper away in fear. That was surprisingly easy. I turn the corner and kill a few more in the same manner.
I see light up ahead and as we push forward the sewer opens up into a hidden spanish terrace with a pool. There is a lot of debris and the buildings surrounding the pool seem to be crumbling away as if they had been abandoned. Dark clouds loom overhead. My sister Ashley dives into the pool and begins swimming. Three white belugas appear in the water and greet me as i come to sit at the edge of the pool. I pet one of them on the head.

"We should get going," I say aloud. "We only have so much time before I wake up."

Then I look at the scenery and change my mind. Usually in lucid dreams I feel like it's a race. I feel rushed to experience as much as possible which in turn actually causes me to wake up sooner. Everything is so relaxing and peaceful right now. Ashley surfaces next to my dangling legs.

I look at my sister, "Don't you wish we could stay in a dream like this forever?"

"Yeah!" she says happily.

I notice a couple of random DCs show up at the pool, and as I try to figure out who they are everything is gone. I'm awake in my bed.

I am at my mother's house in my sister's old bedroom. I look in her wardrobe mirror and I start dying my hair a darker brown color with hair dye that was sitting on the dresser. As I do this I reach for the hair dye again but accidentally scoop up blonde instead of the brown I was using and coat my hair with it. My hair starts falling out and dissolving, leaving me with a huge bald spot on my head. I start crying because I have to shave my head now. I've been trying to grow my hair out long and this ruined all that hard work.
Out of the corner of my eye I see my sister through the mirror.

"Ashley!" I yell out. "I lost all my hair....I'm so upset!"

I get a sudden burst of lucidity

"Wait a minute...Is this real?" I ask her.

"Yes this is real," she says.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course!"

I don't trust her so I attempt to fly. As soon as the thought hits me I burst from the dream scene into the night sky like a rocket. As I fly I hear this song playing perfectly in the background...

It's been a long time since I have been lucid and I'm ecstatic. I'm flying over a very futuristic looking city. It reminds me of Tokyo - except better. I zip through the skyscrapers and then decide I should descend. I want to focus more on an intellectual pursuit than games.

I land in what appears to be a a courtyard park square. It is very well lit by street lamps and clean. There are benches in the center of the square sidewalk, surrounded by grass, fountains, and cobblestone roads. I look around and notice a young lady walking with a notepad in her arm. She has long, sandy-brown hair tied loosely to one side of her head. It looks like silk. She's also wearing a collared white shirt cuffed at the elbows with tight denim jeans. I find her to be very intelligent-looking and pretty at the same time.

I call out to her, "Jessica!"

She stops as I walk up to her. That was weird....I've never seen her before. I have no clue why I called to her like I knew her. She looks at me.

"Wait," I say,"What is your name?"

"Jessica," she responds.

"How did I know that though?"

"I don't know. You tell me. How did you know?"

"Maybe it's because I'm the dreamer?"

She smiles and nods as if the answer helped her realize something.

"Well...you becoming lucid was not part of what was planned," she tells me. "I'm sorry though I have to get going."

I am about to ask her why but she answers before I can spit it out.

"I'm trying to decipher a word from the book you are reading that you didn't understand," she says with a smile.

Then everything vanishes right before I have the chance to ask her what word it was. I've just started reading a new book series. It's funny how dreams can surprise you.


UPDATE 1/14/13: I recently visited downtown and came across a square courtyard that looked just like the one in this dream. I had never been here before and thought it was pretty cool that I found a place that so closely resembled the dreamscape I had. Of course Im sure there are thousands of places that look similar to this - it still made me do a double take.

I am with Ray at a mall. We go into a nice restaurant and as we walk we pass by my old art teacher Ms. Greene. She's sitting at a table with a glass of wine.

"If you want some wine it's free over there at the bar," she says pointing toward it.

Ray starts heading in that direction, but he goes a weird alternate route that doesn't make any sense and took much longer than needed.

....I start exploring on my own and find an opening to a secret unused part of the mall. It looks like several kid rides were constructed in this area. It kind of looks like a carnival in the mall- but abandoned...

...Ray and I are back walking through the mall again....

I start to question my reality. Am I dreaming? Everything looks so real though! I try to do a reality check. I look at a Starbucks coffee shop and study the logo. I look away and look back. Everything is still the same and perfect. So much for looking at text! I look at shoppers and study their faces trying to find flaws. They all look normal and vivid. The racks of clothes in the shops look perfect. I even widen my eyes in an attempt to wake up. Nothing happens. Everything is so realistic - more real than I've ever experienced in a dream before and I've had some pretty good ones! Unsure of myself I walk up to a man who looked to be in his 50s. He was slightly overweight with long graying hair.

"What do you represent?"

He gives me a strange look, "Uh...What? What a weird question!"

I start doubting myself. This might not be a dream after all...I turn around and see Ray.

"Ray, I know this is going to sound crazy but I can't tell if I am dreaming or if this is real life!"

He rolls his eyes,"You're losing it Nick. Of COURSE this is real! I'm real! You're not sleeping!"

"But that's what a Dream Character would say!!!" I yell, clearly frustrated. I feel like I am going mad. Everything then fades away - confirming that I was in fact dreaming.

I have a false awakening. I am on the floor in a sleeping bag and I hear my sister Ashley getting up. The clock reads 7:00. Apparently I am at her place and we are getting up early to go to the beach. I look around for my dream journal....

Then I wake up for real.

I don't know what happened before I became lucid. I'm in an airport shopping center. I look around for DCs in the area to interact with. I find speaking and interacting with them to be the most interesting part of lucid dreams. There is a man walking in front of me. I ask him for his name. I don't remember his response but I know it was completely unintelligent jargon....So I look around some more and find a young guy looking through a shelf of DVDs. He has a baseball cap on and long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail in the back. He's wearing a dark gray shirt and I notice his left arm has tattoos running down it in a sleeve. He tells me his name is David Pendragon. His last name I'm a little unsure of. "Pendragon" is what it sounds like though....or Bandwagon..something like that. He is unusually attractive and I tell him that. I also let him know that his looks would probably intimidate me in real life. The dream stability is horrible - continually fading in and out. We pass a speaker display with colorful strobe lights placed decoratively around. It's playing music with heavy bass and I can distinctly feel the vibrations from it. Everything become crystal clear for a brief second before the dream ends.

It's been awhile since I have posted on here. This is mostly to do with me having horrible recall lately. It's crazy how weeks of experience can be lost in only a matter of days due to bad recall! -_-' Anyway I thought I would at least show a little activity by posting a compilation of several dreams I've had since the last post. None of them are that profound but they are interesting enough for me to keep a record of.

1. I was driving to work and I get a call on my cell phone. The person on the other line asks for Anthony. In the dream I recall Anthony as being the employee who was the hiring manager for our store, so I assume the call is in reference to that. He tells me that he was available to come in for an interview at 2:20 and I tell him that's perfectly fine. When I show up to work I walk over the the DC Anthony and tell him about the call. I walk back to my desk to answer phone calls so they aren't forwarded to my manager. A male coworker is sitting next to me who is also answering calls for the store. He has the same brand cell phone I do but it's a different model. We began to discuss the differences between the two of them. As we are talking the phones completely vanish into thin air. I'm really confused and a little creeped out. The guy sitting next to me has a worried look on his face.
"Don't act scared, but look out the window behind me," he says.
I can see through the window beside us - it pretty much scales the entire wall. Up in the sky behind him I see a flying saucer. My heart starts pounding. I can only assume that our phones disappearing happened because of whatever was in the UFO. I don't know what to think other than they were attempting to break off our communications. The dream ends.

2. It was the evening of Halloween. I was at my old high school and I see a bonfire burning from across the street. I'm texting my sister Ashley - something about how I owe her some money. She meets me up and tells me the that the fire was some kind of religious protest against Halloween.

Somehow I become lucid. The dream scene changes a little bit and I am watching a man trying to escape a building near the bonfire. He's running around with a knife, stabbing and killing people in his effort to break out. Somehow I feel like I'm on his side. My sister and I follow him outside. I remember texting my sister about money and ask her if she still wants me fake dream money. She laughs and says no. Four benches in the courtyard outside catch fire. There are lots of people around celebrating the man's escape. Medieval gypsy music starts playing and we go to a bar and start drinking. The man who escaped stands on the bar and starts toasting to a few things. The only thing I can recall that he drinks to is "the end of celebacy" - which gives me the impression that it was against some sort of religious practice. I start dancing to the gypsy music because it sounds awesome - and it's the last thing I can hear after the dream fades off.

3. (This was the most recent I've had) I was at work at Best Buy and I saw these cars shaped like the best buy logo. In the dream they were "store pickup/delivery vehicles". I run up to my boss Shannon and tell her about them because I think they are very innovative. She tells me a girl named Jenni already told her about them. The dream starts fading and it triggers my lucidity.

I concentrate on pulling myself back into the dream. I get my footing and I'm back in the store - and in the back of the store which is particularly annoying since the last place i want to be in my dream is in my workplace. I begin walking toward the front. I keep trying to imagine going into a more interesting place. As I walk toward the front doors vines and plant life starts growing over the store walls and electronics. Strings of lights are hung around the place. Everything is much more pleasing and gets even better once I step outside. I see a vast grassy plain before me dotted with round tangled trees. The sky is a deep purple color and contrasts perfectly with the bright green trees and long blades of grass. It's drizzling a little but the sun is shining through the clouds causing everything to have a yellow glow around it. I feel extremely happy but the dream fades away again.

I have a FA and I am back in Best Buy lying on the floor. Two coworkers are staring down at me. One of them says "Woah, I want to do what you just did!"
Then I wake up for real...

This dream immediately followed the dream I last posted. After I woke up from that one I immediately laid back down to bed and was able to do a WBTB.

I am in a large unfamiliar house. Nothing is inside. I walk onto a tiled patio out into the backyard. It is overcast and there are random objects and junk in the yard - I remember one of the things out there was a yellow hummer. I also notice that there are no plants in the area at all. The ground is made entirely of sand and dirt. It kind of reminds me of a Fallout landscape. A large white tent stands before me. It's one of those tents that only has a roof and no walls. I think they call them frame tents. When I reach it I see a woman sitting behind a desk inside with her back turned to me. On the floor laying in a sleeping bag is another girl. She wakes up and stretches, looking at me. She's so beautiful looking - in a natural, simple way. Her hair is deep red, wavy, and tied in a loose bun in the back. Her cheeks have a few cute looking freckles. I remember how in my dream "1920s Train Station" I asked a dream character if she knew who I was and got a very interesting response. I decide I want to try that with this girl. She walks up to me just outside of the tent.

"How do you know me?" I ask.

"From...a lost place," she says quietly.

She's so pretty and elegant looking. I lose my train of thought and we start kissing. As this happens thousands of green sparks shower down from the clouds like rain. It makes the whole scene look like a dramatic romance. I don't want the dream to end but it does and I wake up... back in reality.