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These are mostly rubbish but hey I get some points and A for effort!

#346-348 - DILD/DEILD/WILD - Times Vary

Mountain Side Fishing
I'm walking a mountain path with my wife. The area looks a lot like Skyrim. Some rough looking seafaring types are on the edge of a cliff fishing. They talk about the real fishing being in another spot but the mountainous terrain makes it too difficult. It doesn't look so bad so to me so I start climbing. The area is too dream-like and I become lucid.

I tell myself I'll keep climbing but if I can't do it I'll just fly over there. I think I should fly anyway but as I let go to float up and the dream ends.

Short OBE

I DEILD and have vibrations. After a moment I get up but I bright white light engulfs me and throws me back to bed. The shock of it wakes me.

Blanket

I WILD and get out of bed quickly. I only take a few steps and fall to FA. But I quickly realize it's all fake because this is my old house. Rather than continue from there I restart the WILD in dream.

I get out of bed on the wrong side but I don't let it bother me. The blankets are stuck to me like a massive sludge of thick glue. I try to wipe it off but it keeps reattaching itself. I try to just walk away and ignore it but it's very tenacious.

I decide to give in a moment and lay on the bed sideways. My wife seems to have vanished. I think about the first of the three step tasks, Change gravity. I focus on the wall next to me imagining gravity shifting there but I quickly wake up.

Or so I thought. My wife keeps pulling on my arm as I am trying to DJ. I get only the first sentence in before I begin dropping my device. I can't see to keep a hold of it and my wife is starting to piss me off. I finally wake up for real.

I have several other NLDs

#335 - DILD - Time Unknown

Unfortunately, I don't recall much from this lucid but I definitely know I had become lucid at some point. I have a feeling it was a much longer dream before hand. I recall wondering around a town that looked like Trost district.

The only lucid part I recall is hearing and feeling the thunderous sound of a Titan running up on me. I turn to see this guy...



I immediately fly up like I have a 3D maneuvering harness and swing around to attack the nape of the neck. I realize I forgot to summon a sword when my finger nails rake across skin. I see 3 or 4 red slashes but I was only on the Titans shoulder.
I wake to and gross phantom sensation on my left fingers.

I fell back to sleep immediately after this and was unable to recall the details or record anything in my pillow DJ.

I later have a NLD about watching very fat people play basketball against lean athletic people in a high school gym. The score board showed 40 point for the lean team and 7 points for the fat team and it was after half time. I watched how the fat players got winded really easily. There's no chance they can win. There were some random things that did in my bleachers. Something about half time. Then, at the end of the 4th quarter the fat team made 7 baskets all at once to win by two points. I felt confusion at the visual of seeing this. I wonder how it was all possible and how they had 7 basketballs at once.

#344 - DEILD - 3:34AM

WBTB 2:00AM 1\4 cup coffee concentrate.

This lucid is one of those dreams where I end up taking astral "projectory" too literally. It's my fault for listening to some idiot woman on a podcast yesterday. I was just looking for fresh techniques and ideas but once again I got sucked up into the "what if". The techniques and practices work wonders but the rest is horseshit. Yes, repeat after me AP is horseshit! However, the technique is great for WILD. That may be harsh, but perhaps I'm just pissed that I missed a lot of points in this one! Worse, this dream spoke to my old fears of acting out my lucid dreams in a sort of lucid sleepwalk.

I'm calling this one a DEILD although I am not completely sure. Perhaps it was an in-dream-WILD but this is close enough.

I am working at my first job again, Long John Silver's. I haven't dreamed this one in a while. I am there way early so I go back outside but my parents who have dropped me off left already. I put my apron on and decide to go ahead and clock in early. Another employee is hanging out in the lobby and tells me I dropped my name tag. I look in time to see it scatter under a table.

I find myself in vibrations. I have no memory between this and the non-lucid dream above, but I know that I was purposely was trying to WILD/DEILD. For some reason, I think I am in a recliner at my parents house. I spend a few seconds controlling vibrations then get up having the sensation of leaving my body.

I'm excited and decide to fly around the room. I see my mom sitting on a couch. I stop and do a dance in front of her then touch her face and say [something] to her. She seems not to notice me. I think it's funny that I am spying on her out-of-body. I sit down next to her, suddenly feeling oddly tired. I feel like the dream is ending so I let my eyes close.

When I open them, I think I have actually woken up. I ask my mom how I moved from the recliner when I only was astral protecting. She said something to the effect of my energy body being still closely connected to my physical body. She tells me that she saw me walking around the room but I just remember it differently because I was sleep walking while dreaming. I argue that this can't happen. I explain that when I feel vibrations, my physical body is paralyzed and can't possibly move. But still, maybe she is right. This would be the first time a waking observer saw my physical body during an OBE. I feel incredibly disappointed that all my lucid experiences have always been nothing but a sham. I fall silent.

Mom gets up to go to bed and I follow her not wanting to give up on the conversation. She lays down and I sit next to her on the other side. My dad is absent and I assume he is working nights again. I say, "But what about those times I go outside or teleport halfway across the universe? What am I really doing?" I have thoughts of a madman wondering the neighborhood in his underwear. No I cant believe that. I just cant.
Mom interrupts my thoughts, "I miss my gravity."
I am confused, "What?"
"My mirror. I miss my gravity mirror." She says as she touches her face like she has a zip or something like that..
I have no idea what a "gravity mirror" is but I don't care right now. I continue, "Maybe I should put a piece of masking tape at the top of the door at night and see if it's been broken." I consider whether or not this is a reliable method as I wake up.

#343 - DILD - 7:19AM

I am watching a battle unfold in the streets of a large city. There are some sort of robotic attack vehicles made from semi trucks shooting the place up. Defenders come in and blast away at the vehicles causing very little damage (a few panels fall off) and using up all their ammo. During the barrage I am amazed how there are several groups of pedestrians that don't seem to notice what's going on around them. In fact, they are impervious to it. One group actually walks right through the line of fire unscathed. I know something is odd about this but before I can think things through the dream switches to first-person.

It was the Clone Stormtroopers that had came to defend the city and I am their commander. We look like normal Clone Troopers but our suits are more practical like a Halo Power Suit. The attack vehicles shoot back and though we don't seem to be taking any damage my H.U.D. shows a power drain. Having no way to fire back, we just stand there and take it. The assault stops just as it reaches zero; one more hit and we die. Fortunately, the attack vehicles have given us the opportunity to retreat alive. My H.U.D. reads "HRD TO BRTH" in bold red letters. I shout back at the on-board computer, "I know its hard to breath. I'm wearing a helmet!" Not only that, but all life support systems have shutdown with there being such little power left in the suit.

I know we are not supposed to retreat. We came to fight to the end, but whats the point of it all now? We have no hope of winning and I'm not going to let all my men die for nothing. No, I'll take the heat from command and live to fight another battle. We'll get find a way to win this. Still this is embarrassing. Reluctantly, I give the order to retreat and we all walk away in scattered groups.

We make our way along several structures and industrial looking catwalks. There's a lot of open-air stairways and ladders. As I am walking and climbing I feel like I am missing something important. I think about the situation I am in. I look at my white armored arms and hands. My helmet is now gone. When did I take it off? I think about the battle and how odd it was. Slowly I become lucid.

I continue walking but now I'm looking around more alert. I am alone in a shopping mall but still climbing several ladders and stairways. For some reason I just really want to reach the roof and see what I can see. Maybe I'll go flying. I spend a huge amount of time searching for a way out. I see an elevator and decide that will do nicely.

As the doors close behind me I feel like the elevator is a little too small. There's a feeling of quickly moving up as I look over the small space. There is a mirror. I expect to see a clone trooper, but I just see my normal self in nothing but underwear. I give my face a close examination for a moment, but I am about as normal as I can look in a dream.

The doors open to another level with more ladders and maze-like stairways. I finally have enough ladders when they start twisting and turning, threatening to shake me lose. I drop away at the next level up and find that I am in a indoor courtyard with a fountain and plants. There has to be a limit. I've been moving up for a long time. I look up and see a ceiling. Deciding that has to be the upper most level, I fly up. I have trouble getting going at first, so I focus on a point. I see a fire sprinkler and zoom into it. I drop at the top level and hang on to the glass railing. There's a security guard at a central desk and I worry that I'll be in trouble for flying and climbing all over the place, but he doesn't seem to notice me. I look around and no one seems to notice me. Behind me, on the other side, I see stairs. I fly over there having trouble. I actually fly backward for a second until I focus on a spot near a woman and her son sitting on a bench.

I am disappointed to see the stairs leading down. For fun, I jump over the edge and let myself belly flop back down on the floor of the lower level. There's a sudden stop when I hit but that it. I get up curious and at lack of sensation. There are more stairs leading down with a long ramp, like a slide to the side of it. This area is now starting look more like painted concrete. As I slide down I realize that there is a song playing on the intercom. It's "With or Without You" by U2. The sound is nice so I sing along to the chorus. "With or without you. With or without you. I can't live with or without you." After a minute I realize the song is just repeating that same part over and over. I chuckle that this is probably all the words I actually know. I stop singing and the song fades away.

I am now in a parking garage. I'm still curious about falling. I wonder what if would be like to jump off the side and just freefall to the ground. Without another though, I vault over the low wall and let it all go. I fall maybe 3 or 4 stories and belly flop in another section of the parking garage. OK that would have killed me in waking life. I get up feeling satisfied and a little dumbfounded. Such a strange feeling to fall unhurt. I realize this dream has been going on for a very long time. I'm quite impressed with myself.

The dream starts to darken now and I fear I am waking up. I shout, "NO! STAY...IN...THE...DREAM!" I stomp my feet with each word and I can feel, as well as hear, my bare feet slap smooth concrete. I shout again, "STAY... IN THE DREAM!" The parking garage comes back and I remember I had other goals.

I want to complete the extra lucid dare challenge, eat a food you hate. Menudo I walk around a bit while loudly singing with cheesy vibrato, "Menuuuuudooooo! Oh where is my Menuuuuudooooo?" I realize this rarely brings me anything so I switch tactics by thinking things over.
Ok this is not going to work. Oh I know. I can always manipulate DCs if I pretend that we have an agreement arranged beforh....
"Hey you!" I spot an old Russian couple walking in the garage. The man doesn't seem to notice me but the woman looks over. She has a brown paper bag in one hand. "You got my menudo, right?"
The woman smiles and says in a thick Russian accent, "Yes I do, but [garbled] cookie."
I pause. What about a cookie? I think about asking her to clarify but know from past experience, this can turn into a whole other tangent. Instead, I say, "Oh... um.. o-okay." Part of me wonders what I just agreed to. The woman pulls out a Styrofoam bowl with a thin plastic lid and sets it on a low concrete table. She walks away and I move in to take the bowl... but I suddenly wake up.

#342 - WILD - 5:52AM

After another long SP session, I finally mange to break free. I notice a lot of moon light coming from the window and I take a look outside. A full moon has really got the area lit up so I go ahead and phase out the window. I get a little stuck at the waist and feel my body stretch and morph to get through the tight space in small panes of glass. When I get loose, I fall to to the ground in a heap. I get up and I start walking down a dirt road of white chat. The moonlight makes the road seem to glow. As I begin running, I hear the crunch of rock under my shoes. I clap once to make sure I'm stable and the sound echoes into the night causing a dog to start barking. Ignore this and continue running giving a few more claps.

I come to a house in my neighborhood and a young woman gets out of a car. She leaves the door open and engine running. I take the opportunity to hop in and go for a joy ride. Feeling guilty, I pause and turn to the woman. She's standing next to a garage or outbuilding. I ask if it's ok to take the car and she smiles and nods. I study her face wondering why she looks so familiar but I can't place it.

The car is a sporty coupe with a manual transmission. It's super fast and drives like a dream. I am amazed at how realistic the shifting is as I go through the motions. I decide to skip from 3rd to 5th gear and the engine revs loudly, but the car responds with really amazing acceleration. I pass a few slow moving cars and take curves with ease. A random song is playing on the radio, but when I try to really listen to what it is, it changes to some commercial. I can't make sense of the words so I ignore it. The road stays visually in clear under the light from the headlamps, but the rest of the dream environment turns a deep black. I start wishing for the sun to come up and soon it begins to look like early morning as the sky lightens a bit. I wonder where I am going and what goal I had in mind, but I can't think. Suddenly, movement from my wife wakes me up.

#341 - WILD - 5:20AM

I have a decent WBTB and difficulty getting back to sleep. Perfect for WILD. I really wasn't that into this dream but I gave it my best shot.

Originally Posted by ~ Dreamer ~

I DARE:

Xanous: Take your relationship with the ground to the next level. You can dare a bonus person if you take this to completion!

http://www.dreamviews.com/lucid-chal...ml#post2114901

I have a super long transition with vibration spinning and all that boring stuff I always go on about... Fast forward

Once I feel that I am in the dream enough, I decide to get down to business. I never know how much time I get and I really just want to get this over with. I get out of bed and dash for the front door. I have a little trouble opening it since it's locked. I decide that it's not really locked at all, and the door opens. The night air feels nice and cool on my skin as I take a dive off the front porch, landing face first on the sidewalk and grass. I hear ambient sounds coming from the night. A dog barks. Someone is lighting firecrackers in the distance. Pop. Pop. Pop. A car passes by. I am always amazed by the little details but there's no time for that.

I start grouping the ground and licking and kissing the edge of the sidewalk. I moan, "Oh yeah baby. Give it to me." The ground under my hands swell into a strange resemblance of breasts. I feel my physical hands twitch and have to concentrate to shift my focus back to the dream. I am honestly not aroused at all but want to complete this to the end so I start making humping motions. The ground responses by making the appropriate shape. Still, I'm not that into it but I am finding all of this amusing. Suddenly, it feels like I am moving too much in the bed and I worry what my wife will think.

This thought begins to wake me up so I go for more dream sensation. I bite a chunk of the sidewalk off and start to chew. It's like eating chalk but I munch away paying attention to the details. It's not use though, I eventually wake up smacking my lips.

#340 - DEILD - 8:38AM

I enjoyed sleeping in this morning and it seems that's all I was needing. I definitely remember becoming lucid prior to this dream but I just can't remember what all I was doing. I think I must have lost lucidity because I only remember the last part. The dream control in the LD I recall was unusually difficult.

Like I said I don't recall what happened before but I feel really tired. I am in some hodgepodge of past houses with some blue couch in it. I think that if I can take a nap might be able to get lucid again. After I lay down theres come dialog with my wife and the cat bothers me. I roll over to my stomach in some crazy position. This strikes me as odd and I become lucid but it wakes me almost immediately.

I try for DEILD but end up in a FA. I am standing halfway to the bedroom door and I realize this is a dream. I do several nose plugs to be sure and the dream crashes.

I am more alert now and I try a little harder to DEILD. Having just had a FA, I decide to visualize getting out of bed. I feel my dream body struggle then break free. I can't see well the first few second but the dream materializes quickly.

My son is in the living room watching TV by himself. I put both hands on his checks and say, "Hey, buddy!" He immediately starts crying. I feel bad that maybe I really astral projected and my ghost self is scaring the shit out of him in waking life. I decide the best thing to do is to leave. I look up and see the front door is open. Through the glass storm door I see a fully lit bright sunny day. My son is now clinging to me crying. I really don't want any part of this so I decide that the best way to get him off me is to phase out the glass.

That is not what the dream wants! Suddenly, I can't move. My son has my leg and I can't walk. It's annoying but I think that if I can just make it to the door I'll be free. Then, the thought occurs to me how ridiculous it is for a 2 year old to be so strong. This releases me and I freely open the door and exit; the need to phase has left me.

There are several cars parked at the curb and in the middle of the street like there was heavy traffic and everyone suddenly walked away from their vehicles. There is a truck in a yard across the street that seems to be changing colors rapidly. I ignore it for now. I think hard for a goal but all I can recall is that I just had a lucid before this. I start to think to remember but its taking too much effort plus I'm not sure I can trust recalling a dream while in a dream. It's an odd concept. OK goals All I can think of now is Sensei's competition. I don't remember anything about the point system so I just try all the dream control I can think of.

First I try my ice magic. I see faint ghostly blue orbs leaving my hands but they fizzle our rather quickly. I look at my hands to see if they are red like last time but they look vividly normal. Next, I try some TK but none of the cars will move. What heck!? TK is always easy!
Lastly, I resort to super strength. I walk up to the nearest car. It's an average looking sedan. Dark blue. It looks like that feminist girl's car from the discgolf course in waking life. I shout, "HULK SMASH!" as I leap up and land a fist on the hood. I impact sends my fist nearly to the floor leaving very little left of the engine compartment. This is fun! I go a step farther and do a hard leap on the roof of the car. The cab is completely compacted to nothing. Now, I leap from car to car smashing everyone. I feel like some sort of monster truck running over the cars.

Once that is done, I remember the truck. I summon it to a new spot with expectation. It's red for now but I want to see if I can change the color at will. I point and the rapid color rotation begins again. Red, white, then blue with some occasional yellow or orange. I can't keep track of it and it's slightly mesmerizing. I am almost in a daze but suddenly I feel the need to spit like I have an excess of saliva. without really thinking about it not being a dream, I spew it out on the asphalt. The liquid drains way in all directions creating the chaos symbol. I look away blowing it off as dream randomness but I pause when I realize how odd this is. why did I need to spit? Why did it drain away like that? Again I feel the need to spit, but this time I examine it less absentmindedly. I watch the liquid hit the road but it only pools normally this time. I smash my mouth it now feels really dry. I assume this is something happening to my waking body. I must be drooling! I laugh a little and the thought but try not to think about that right now. Time to move on.

I look around wandering what to do. Still thinking of the competition, I decide to gains some flying points. I push of the ground and rise just above the houses. To my right there is a tall red brick building like the ones downtown. I hover over to it and decide to play Spiderman. This time though, my fingers feel like they are touching wet marble. I resort to an Assassin's Creed type of climbing. It's taking longer and I think about shifting gravity just to get past this but I'm actually having fun trying to find ledges and support beams to grasp on to. I have a random thought about my previous dream where I was lucid. I sure was hard on Hellboy and Freedom Guy... What? What was my dream? I think about recalling it but I am afraid it will wake me. Save it for later. I continue climbing up using ledges and odd structures on the side of the building. How tall is this thing? It seems the building just goes on forever as I begin to wake up.

#339 - DILD - 6:53AM

This was another one of those LDs where I somehow believe a false reality. I guess lucidity was low here.

I am playing a side scrolling video game where I am playing as The Roadrunner in a sonic game. Then, it morphs into Mario. Grey stone blocks fall down and I have to hit them to get a bunch of strange power ups. I get several 1UPs and "health" until one turns him into a fish and another turns him into a majestic Owl on a floating throne surrounded my magical light.

I have a false awakening and find out that my younger daughter had the same dream with just a few variations. This my not be a shared dream but this is something I want to document. I begin writing her dream and mine on some xeroxed flyer with a black sharpie. The writing looks rough but at least I got it down. I take the paper to put it up someplace leaving the kids behind.

I come to hallway in the apartment. I think of this as my parents place. I haven't seen this part of the apartment before. I thought I saw my dad in go in here and now I wish to speak to him. I wonder down to the end and enter a small room with a dining table in it. The walls are painted a dark brown and the small light bulb in the center of the ceiling isn't doing much for it. I call out for my dad but he's not here. It seem really quite and secluded in this room save for the window unit. I think that I should try doing the podcast in here rather than the basement. It's becoming increasing difficult to see and I decide we should repaint.

I step into the hallway again thinking how dream like that room was. This triggers lucidity. I have a moment of slight instability but it clears up.Curious, I step back in there and find the walls are now white. The room is bright and I can see well. My dad is there. Thinking that this place really exists, I say, "See dad. This is what a couple coats of paint could do for the place, especially if you plan to sell it. Wait can that happen? Yeah sure. Why not?
My mom appears, "Why stop there?"
I reply, "Yeah. Why not. I could repaint the hallway too. It's just that dark brown is so bad that is just suck your soul." I wonder if there is irony here say this in a dream as I walk out.

I make my way into a living room with an open kitchen. Everything looks super nice and new. See this place could be awesome if we just fix it up. I see a patio door that leads to a back deck. There is a stone tile path beyond. Yeah I like that. We'll buy some stone title later. Suddenly, I see many different types of stone all over the yard on palettes. My parents are staining there engaged in conversation. I ignore this as dream glitch and walk around some.

I am holding a board. I drop it in confusion. I tiredly ask my mom, "Mom am I awake or am I dreaming?"
She smiles, "Of course you're awake."
I am laying in the grass now feeling really tired. I can't move like sleep paralysis. I lazily say, "Oh. Can you just touch my face?" I hope that a touch will break this spell I'm under but she never does it or says anything. I realize what the feeling of SP really means."No. I'm not awake am I. No I'm not." I wake up.

#338 - DEILD - 5:47AM

Another failed WILD. I DEILD from some dream I can't recall.

I feel myself subtly transition from wake to dream to wake. I know the feeling and worry my excitement is ruining my DEILD. My heart is racing but I manage to calm myself while I focus on my body awareness. After a few seconds I am back in. I don't hesitate and get up rather quickly.

I move to the front door and see how vividly a light from the other room is. I feel some physical sensation like my eyes are really opening. I worry that I am about to wake up. I almost close my eye but say "Screw it" and open them fully. This made the dream seem more clear and vivid than my normal AP style dreams. Feeling happy, I step out into the night. I shout out something, "WELL. HERE WE ARE AGAIN." The feel and sound of my voice is like waking life and I am pleased with the high amount of lucidity and vividness in this dream

In my yard I look up and see a uniform blanket of tiny dim stars. Some lettering starts to overlay the sky. I look away not wanting to get sucked into some crazy randomness but when I do the ground tilts and wavers causing some momentary destabilization. I quickly correct this my focusing my vision on one point of grass.

It's too dark for my liking and I try various voice commands to get some light but give up after a while. Instead, I decide to try out my new found ice powers. I do the same as the last LD but this time I only see a fain orb that quickly vanishes. I try again to the same effect. Now I change techniques that I thought of in waking life. I do some over exaggerated hand motions and shout some random fake Japanese words to build up emotions and energy. I release a blue orb the looks much better. Suddenly, I notice there is some traffic down the street. The cars seem to be entering some sort of energy field that I had inadvertently created. The field is creating a electrical light spectrum causing the cars to catch fire and explode.

As I walk over to check it out, a huge fireball erupts and permanently creates some daylight. I wonder if I can cause another explosion by thinking about it but nothing happens. I begin to hear shouts and screams as people panic in the streets. I step into the street in front of a strange but fancy looking blue Chrysler. They slow and come to a stop just before me. I decide some TK would be fun and I lit the car high into the air and then fling it into a brick building. The explosion could have been better. I let out a powerful yell and begin to do some more damage but the dream suddenly crashes.

I am startled to find myself at work. I feel like I was in a deep daydream and something has startled me. I realize I have been chewing on a plastic probe and I have bits of hard plastic in my mouth and throat. I start to choke as I wake up.

#337 - DEILD chain - 4:41AM

My goal in this dream was to find some Alchemy symbols and use them as a confidence trick to boost my magical abilities, much like Full Metal Alchemist. I wanted to find rather than create the symbols to practice for project I have coming up next month. This is what I recall..


I'm in and out of small dreamlets but I am too focused on the AP sensations to get a hold of any dream scene. I have several confusing mini LDs but don't quite recall them because I am just going with the flow of the dream. Some of them are slightly disturbing.

The dream is more solid now but I am in a confused state. I had a goal in mind. What was it? I am on a street. I see a man sleeping on a park bench. I think I recall the goal now. Kill twice. I kick the man's head off and watch it sail into the night. I turn and see his ghost. I rip its head off and it deflates like a balloon and vanishes. Wait. What am I doing? This can't be right at all.

DEILD

I recall the correct goal now. Alchemy. I find myself in a hedge maze at night. There are many blue, glowing alchemy symbols on the ground all around me. I am still trying to get my bearings as I am trashing around. I settle myself and focus. I take a closer look at the nearest symbol but it is rotating and changing quickly. I find this disorienting. There is a cartoony blond kid near my that I assume to be Edward Elric. He's leading me around waiting for me to do what I came to do. I go ahead and put my hands on the symbol and focus energy. My hands turn red and feel warm and tingly. I release with my hands out to shoot lightning like some Sith Lord but there are several dream glitches that ruins the effect.

DEILD

I am now in a stone room like a castle keep. Everything looks very much like something straight out of Elder Scrolls. There is a Nord mage woman before me with fist up and circling. I focus energy in my hands like before and throw with my right. A pale blue orb of energy hits the woman. It looks like ice magic from the game. I hear the sounds of if. The ice slows her down and half paralyzes her so I do it again and again. I suddenly remember a non lucid dream where I was doing this. Maybe ice is my thing. She seems affected but she is still coming. I take a chance and try a Superman move by inhaling deep and blowing out. A large amount of blue energy flows out and strikes the woman turning her into a rectangular block of ice. I laugh hysterically like a madman, glad that I am finally able to do this and a little surprise how I froze the woman. I wake up.

#336 - DILD - 1:30AM

In this LD my recall is really bad and my lucidity was in and out. I really struggled to remember what I could. Plus about an hour before this 3 times from dreaming about some dreaming study and having a since of duel existence. I woke up nose plugging and slightly panicked.


I am at my cousin Jared's wedding. I am a groom's man and we are getting dressed. I have a tux on but I can't find my shoes. It turns out that no one ordered them for me. Jared is super pissed off that I'm not ready and I'm pissed off I don't have shoes. I rush around trying to find some that will work. I am about to run to the store but Bill Cosby talks me out of it and we decide on some shoes I find laying around. Once I begin to feel better, I realize my cousin is already married. I have a lucid moment but the dream goes nuts and I am fooled by FA

I am on the docks near some type of small wooden ferry. There's this African American couple there. The man is telling the woman about how he quit his job, sold everything, and gave up religion to be with her. The couple shares a joint but after each hit their lips look odd like they are pulling apart briefly. They kiss and start doing some tribal dance. The woman takes off her shirt and I watch her spin her nipple tassels around. I feel awkward about this and have a lucid moment again but the dream shifts and I lose it.

I am sitting in some room with Kid Cudi and Spencer from work. We are passing around odd looking vaporizers filled with weed. I hear the song "Just What I Am" by Cudi playing. Some of these look like parts from work and I gain lucidity for longer than a few seconds. I think that I had some goal in mind but I can't recall it. Not know what else to do, I decide dream weed might really be interesting. I ask Spencer for a really big hit but both men seem hesitant. I also have to pry the strange vaporizer from Spencer's hand. I take a long deep hit and let it out. I am surprised how little vapor I see exhale. Almost immediately I have a deep psychedelic experience as the scene fades and swirls away. I say some mantra to remember to maintain lucidity as I let the dream change. It doesn't help.



I am standing in a kitchen with Bill Cosby and kids help cook a meal. There is talk about about meeting Claire Huxtable. The overall premise is that Clair is to be the new step mom. At some point this re-ignites lucidity and I am excited to summon Clair but the name I use is Chloe. I turn around and rush outside. It seems I was cooking in a small diner not the Cosby's kitchen. As I make my way outside the large glass pane windows, the dream starts to fade a bit but I fully expect to see Claire. I turn and see her standing there smiling at me. I take her hand and rub it for stability but it's not working. Darkness seeps in and her arm stretches into something inhuman and vanishes. There is brief void but I don't wake. Again, I am fooled by FA.



I am in the living room talking to my wife. I say to her, "I met Chloe Huxtable. And you know what? She's really nice."
My wife replies with a playful but sarcastic, "Uh yeaah." I wake up.

I felt this LD was weak and unfocused so I went ahead and did a caffeine WBTB. I don't recall anymore lucidity but I did have an eventful NLD.

Long story short... I was fighting a demon like I was John Constantine. I had a magical old woman with me and she was able to turn weak ordinary play weapons into something that would work against the demon. I found a cheap toy bow and around and with a "blessing" she turned it into a magical gold weapon. I find a piece of bamboo and it changes accordingly. I only injure the demon but now I see that its just a possessed old woman. The magical holy woman tells me that Jesus cares for all and want to bless this woman. I hold the possessed woman tightly and say things to cast out the demon. Part of me wonders if the demon is trying to trick me so I stay on guard as I speak the name of Jesus.

#335 - DEILD Chain - 3:37AM

WBTB Caffeine
DEILD with breathing mediation


I wake and feel super alert from the caffeine so I decide breathing meditation would be best. After a few seconds I stop because I feel odd like my body glitched. I think something is wrong at first but quickly realize that I am entering the dream really fast. I go back to relaxing while focusing on slow, even breathing. No other thoughts.

I am standing in my living room and immediately start with my goal. I figure since I had such great fire images in my last LD it should be easy to summon fire magic. I try it by holding a hand up and blind summoning. I see flickers of light on the walls like I am holding a torch so I look at my hand. To my disappointment, I find a mostly normal hand. I try snapping a thinking of a lighter. Nothing. I put three fingers together and imagine I am holding an energy source. My fingers glow like I am holding a super bright LED. I look closer, starring and sort of mesmerized. The dream crashes.

DEILD no thought just waiting

For some reason I think I think I am partially awake and I am chatting with NyxCC on my phone with CL and Dreamer and some other DV members. I type "Damn" and reenter the dream.

Back in living room. NyxxCC is floating in the corner near the front door. I'm ok with her observing and for some reason I don't bother to interact with her. I have a lot of internal dialog reasoning this all out. I decide to go outside walking right under her.

I want to fly to space again but this time I really want all the fun visuals of flight. This time flying is easy but every time I reach a certain height, I hit the void and have to visually focus, finding myself on ground level, having to start all over. This happens three or four times until I give up.

For some reason I think I have DEILD (False DEILD? FA?) Again, I think I am partially awake and on chat. I am mainly talking with NyxCC. Again I just type "Damn" and reenter the dream. I see multiple line of text pop up. I assume they are all asking what my problem is. I make a mental note to explain later.

I decide to continue flying but stay low. It has been dark out but now it looks like early morning. I think I must be running out of time. I see something odd on the horizon. It looks like the old Disney movie logo but I only see the top half. There are a handful of stars that match the design with the lines in them. They sky is that a sickening blue color.



I think that if I fly there I will enter a dream version of Disney Land but I quickly get distracted. I see traffic and a decorative line of trees that lead into downtown. I follow it flying from tree to tree. Suddenly, a wall forms in front of me with a ceiling threating to trap me in. I Spider-man up it and phase out the ceiling. I tell myself I will be on top of a tall building. There's some darkness but I emerge looking down on the city from a concrete platform. I see people entering an open football field. Curious, I descend.

As I get closer, I see cars pulling and people milling about. The field is now a baseball diamond. I am more of a fan of baseball and I get a little excited. There are no players but I have and idea. I strut out onto the field waving like an honorary guest. I begin to hear cheers from the crowd. Instead of stopping at the pitchers mound I step up to home plate. Someone hands me a bat and I get ready. Randy from work is now at the pitcher's mound. He tosses a weak throw and the ball falls just short of the plate like a lead weight; no bounce or roll. A ref takes up the ball and gives it back to Randy. He does an underhand toss much closer but the ball fall short again. I begin to feel cocky and mouth some taunts at Randy. After the third time I tell the ref to just give me the ball. I toss it up and swing fast. Visually, it looks like I missed but I couldn't allow that. I hear a low "THWACK" and the ball goes up. Now, we are in a gym and I hope the ball crashes through the wall, but instead, in ricochets in a corner and out an open door. I shrug at the crowd and drop the bat as the dream ends.

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#334 - DEILD - 4:31AM

I have to say this dream is really memorable for me. Inspired by Dreamer, I decide before hand that I would devote an entire lucid dream to learning pyrokinesis. Not only did I begin to see a breakthrough in something I have been struggling to learn but did something completely insane. The amount of pain that I felt tops any dream pain I have ever experienced. It wasn't intolerable but it was definitely uncomfortable. To compare it to waking like I'd have to say it was close to the feel of a slight oven burn a few seconds after the fact. I know it sounds slightly masochistic but I really enjoyed the sensations. It was fascinating how pain can be so realistic in the dream state. It makes me wonder what the limits are.

I have a strange work dream where they got a new wire cut machine. It's in the old facility and everything is arranged all wrong.

I wake, move around, stretch, cough and get comfortable. I feel pretty awake so this time I focus on breathing meditation and body relaxation. After a while I am back at work but too focused on breathing to be lucid. I am standing at a computer terminal and a DC tells me that I am breathing too fast. I see a window on the screen with the value '100'. I am able to edit, so I change it to '70'. My breathing slows way down and I become self aware again.

Now, I am in bed still focused on breathing. I have a little trouble with it like usual but I try to maintain while I relax my body. I realize I was waiting for vibrations but understand it's not going to happen this time. I do notice my body feels oddly flat, so I try to move and get out of bed easily.
I am in my childhood home in Texas. I'm getting pretty used to this location so I just treat it like normal and make my way outside while still focusing on breathing. When I reach the front door and decide I am too excited and let it go allowing my breath to speed up.

Outside, I decide to walk the streets while practicing my ultimate dream control wish; shoot fireballs from my hands. I thought about this some in waking life and had decided to use some energy practices from AP before hand. It doesn't seem to be doing anything, so I go with something I am more familiar with like throwing rocks. I blind summon softball sized stones and throw. I don't see them leaving my hand but I see them hitting the road and rolling away. It's a start, I suppose.

Now I try to move on to fire. I think of how easily Dreamer uses fire in her dream and how she says it's all about belief. I think of a cigarette lighters as I try starting a flame by snapping my fingers, but I am only getting sparks. Still, this is really encouraging and I continue for about a minute. Eventually, my fingers get twisted up and I can no longer snap. Rather than getting too caught up in the finger issue I try to think of another way to go about this.

I have been walking quite a bit and notice I have been walking my usual path to my old high school and have arrived without even really trying. We used to live really close so this never took very long even in waking life. As I take steps closer, the building morphs into the inside of the school cafeteria. I see a rack with small bags of Lay's Plain Potato Chips and something in the center with a flame like a pilot light. I get an excited idea to start my fireball by first setting my hand on fire "externally". When I touch the flame I feel a sharp, intense, constant pain. I loudly whisper, "SHIT! THAT HURTS!" Stubbornly, I keep my hand in a little longer. When I feel that the tips of my fingers are holding the flame I move it out and lift my hand up like a torch. The pain is still there but has lessened a little. I see cafeteria workers milling about in white uniforms in my peripheral vision. They don't seem to care that I am lighting my hand on fire and I mostly ignore them. After a moment, the flames seem to be dieing away and I look for the pilot light again. I find a pot boiling cut up potatoes but instead of steam rolling from the top I see fire. This time I put my entire right hand in. The pain is way more intense this time. It's probably the worst dream pain I've ever experienced. I just keep my hand in muttering, "Shit that hurt's."

After a satisfactory amount of time I withdraw my hand seeing it fully engulfed in flame. The pain is still really bad but I do my best to ignore it. I stare at my hand enjoying the beauty of the flame and doing my best to take in all the little details; I want a strong visual for when I actually summon fire later on. I enjoy the realness of the vivid colors; yellow and orange/red ending in blue. But most importantly, my flesh is unharmed in spite of how bad it hurts. It almost looks like really good, but really bad CG. I begin to think about trying to shoot flames or fireballs but before I can try it the dream fades and I return my physical body awareness.

#333 - DEILD - 4:11AM

The LDs have been slowing down lately so I was really happy to have such an interesting journey even if it was a little short.

I have a dream where I am pooping in a bed with a toilet and trying to wipe without making a mess.

I wake and stay relaxed. I try focusing on a space in the room but its not doing much for me. I switch to focusing a few feet off my crown. After a few seconds I feel mild vibrations. I maintain my focus while contemplating if its go time or not. Suddenly, without any effort I am sucked through the wall at the head of the bed and float up several feet almost in a swinging motion. I have part of the sheets in my right hand and it seems to still be attached to the bed on one end. I let go and decide to practice my flying and hope to make it to another planet.

I notice it's daytime and the sky seems overcast and rainy. (Interestingly, It rained all morning here and I had no idea.)I rise up and look down at the houses but then my vision goes haywire. It's as if I am tossed around and spinning in flight. I see a mixture of ground, sky, and deep space overlaid with strange alchemist symbols. I don't get too caught up in making things look right but only focus on moving up faster and faster while I make swimming motions. My right hand brushes over something solid. It feels like maybe someone is there. I am mildly curious but I ignore it not wanting to get off track.

After a moment, things stabilize. I am in deep space with very few stars. I turn around and get a crystal clear view of a blue planet with three moons. I physically feel my eyes open wide and focus. The planet seems to be mostly water with just a few small continents or really large islands scattered about.

I focus on moving toward it and am drawn to it at ultra high speed. I see something like pixelated, 8-bit bubbles against the blue of the oceans as my vision briefly fades out. No worries.



I focus to see believing that I am now on the surface. In a split second, I see what looks like a beach but everything seems to be like an oil painting and very low resolution. The water and the sands seems to undulate and swirl but not mix like oil and water. I shout, "Does anyone live here?" I take in a 360 view of the area but its all the same. The scene fades out.

I am only partially awake as I recall the thing my hand touched while flying and decide to find it now. I mentally feel around me with both hands. My wife is on my left and I pinch her. She feels too soft and very...boneless. I stop and probe out to my right. It just feels like my bed extends way farther than it should. I start to wonder if I am really moving my arms and if I am actually awake or dreaming. I fall non lucid as I contemplate this.

I walk around a corner and catch Kristen Bell just before she enters a small room. I say, "Veronica!" I grab her at the waist and kiss her. The feel of her body against mine was vivid. My wife comes around the corner asking me what I am doing. I quickly let go of her and say, "nothing" as I walk away, leaving a very stunned and speechless celebrity standing alone.

#332 - DILD - 6:49AM (Challenge Attempt #4 - success)

I am sitting in the passenger seat in my car parked at a gas station. Wurlman was driving but he has got out to get something from the back seat. We are having some conversation as he is fishing through a duffel bag behind me. For some reason I ask to borrow his shades.
He replies, "They stretched off."
I think there is some dirty joke there but I leave it. I turn to look at the flip down mirror and realize I have just summoned my own pair. Fully lucid now I say, "That's OK. I got my own. [sunglasses]" I notice that my vision has not been darkened though I am wearing shades. I take them off and realize my left eye is blurry but my right eye is as sharp and clear as waking life. For a moment, I see an extra lens over my left eye. I blink hard and look closer in the mirror. My left eye now looks black. I blink again and everything is as it should be except my eyes look really bloodshot. Im ok with that.

Wurlman has left and I sit in the car waiting. I wonder why I am dreaming of being in the passenger seat. I almost always have to drive no matter what. I have a false memory about traveling with Wurlman in waking life. That's probably why I am dreaming this. I feel really happy just sitting here being lucid. I love my life. I love being alive; waking and sleeping.

Suddenly, I recall the challenge. DTHOUGHTS! I look around and see multiple DCs. There's a guy at the pump and few walking to and from the store. I quickly get out of the car and this causes some instability. I focus visually and the dream settles. I begin looking around using expectation to find Dthoughts. In front of me, I see my wife and kids getting in our green Nissan. My wife has a strained expression on her face and I feel that she wants my help with something. I look away not wanting to get sucked into another scenario. Looking back at the gas pumps, I see the guy still getting gas, but a different DC digitally materializes before me. He's a young man with long hair in a ponytail. He's wearing a long sleeve, solid red shirt with brown or khaki pants possibly with some patter on them. Pajamas? I just know this has to be Dthoughts. I rush over to him looking his face over. His features shift and I can't tell what he looks like but he seem very disoriented and has trouble standing. I say, "Dthoughts? Are you OK man?" I take his arm to keep him from falling over. He seems very confused and has a distant look on his face. He doesn't answer but just nods. That's when I wake up.