iceTwy
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Last night was the first night ever I tried WBTB. I honestly expected quite a lot, as it has been reported to be an incredibly effective way of achieving lucidity - I won't exaggerate at all by saying I have been tremendously satisfied, even though this was my very first attempt. I could recall a total of three highly vivid and detailed dreams... which were, for the least, tense. Brace yourselves.

N.B.: Those dreams only happened after doing WBTB. I was semi-lucid in all of them; I had the feeling I was in a dream but I didn't always manage to actually realize I had one or take control.

Dream 1: A dream that must well have spanned over an hour. It kicked off in a German class, with me and a bunch of friends being in the classroom where are always held our German lessons. I was sitted at the very front row, a tad on the left. I can't remember much of what we talked about, but I believe everything was pretty normal at that point.

A split second afterwards, the whole dream scene changed into another classroom, which seemingly was one of my school's room that actually exist, but it was reversed in my dream. Our biology and history teachers were present and we were debating about political news in France (and, if I'm not mistaken, about immigration issues). This rather troublesome dude in my class, P.C., was, as usual, pressing his arguments forwards, pretty much ignoring the reactions of both teachers. To his habit of making teachers rather angry, he succeeded once again; my bio teacher had his eyebrows frown and appeared to be slightly pissed off, and so was my history teacher who was resting her hands against a table while she was standing up. I even think my history teacher told me he 'talked without actually knowing the reality of things', something she often points out.

Next on, I end up being in the exam room, where our two weekly exams take place IRL. It actually looked different; although it still had its initial size, it was much more bright due to the addition of massive window panes on either sides of the room (back & front). The room was recently renovated, and they changed pretty much everything; in the dream, there still were the old tables & the old floor, but they were clean, white and neat, whereas the whole place was dirty before. Again, I was sitted at the top front-right row, on the alley side (left-hand side). Besides me, three 12th-graders (exclusively girls, to my knowledge) were completing an empty geography map, somewhat appearing to be a map of Syria.
I took a look at one of their maps, laughed a bit with them, and put myself back to work. At this point, I found myself sitted a bit back; I had moved back by one row and was now sitting on the wall side. A desktop PC, along with a keyboard and a mouse, had appeared on the table; I thought: "Hey, this is cool, I'm going to use it!". What I didn't realize was that I was in the middle of a history exam - thus, as soon as I began typing to google something on Internet Explorer, one of my best friends which was sitted to my left turned his head towards me and said: "I don't think we're allowed to do that.. I can hear keystrokes". Right then, my history teacher, who was watching us all as we were taking the exam (she shouldn't have been here - we always supervisors to keep an eye on us, but teachers are not allowed to do it). She suddenly turned her head and started shouting violently at me, asking whether I was dumb, and telling that using a computer during an exam was strictly forbidden. Meanwhile, I misclicked and accidentally closed the Internet browser (OR it might have unwillingly shut itself down). I bit my bottom lip as I initially planned to use it to show my teacher I was not searching anything related to history; then a blonde gal (A.B.), in my IRL class, shouted back at my teacher and whole-heartedly said I actually did not do so. Needless to say, my teacher ignored her, and the head-of-supervisors (S.B.) came into the exam room. My history teacher eventually told me I was going to be thrown out of school after being reviewed by a disciplinary panel, then I was ordered to leave and follow S.B., but I noticed that I soon as I stood up, the sky adopted a dark, purple shade. The exam room itself also had been shortened; seemingly, a lot of the back rows had been cut out and the entrance door was much closer to my table than it previously was. While getting out of the exam room, I screamed: "Fuck this! I didn't even fucking cheat! I can't abandon my fucking class representative position!" - and I glared at everyone with an anger-filled gaze. We then headed out, into the schoolyard.

Due to the colour of the sky, I would be tempted to assume it was a mid-spring evening, at around 7-8PM. Still devastated, I implored S.B. to help me out, though she only told me the final decision was not her choice but the disciplinary panel's one. All of a sudden, as we walked a few steps further, the sky turned bright, sunny and cloudless, and it revealed the tall apartment complex that faces both the schoolyard and the high school's main building (it exists IRL); a small fence separated the yard from the outter side of the building. In front of the fence stood a lengthy flower bed, and besides it appeared a small stream, which was shadowed upon by not-so-imposing trees. S.B. passed the flower bed then crossed the stream, eventually jumping above the fence, thus making her way in the building yard; she looked up at the windows, seemingly seeking a precise one. She quickly and vigorously shuffled to her right, stopping at a re-entrant corner which I saw from her perspective, while, I assume, I stayed in the schoolyard. From there on, she yelled "David, come here!" and some Edward Norton-looking guy sticked his head through an open window, at the third or fourth floor.

Surprisingly, I put myself in David's shoes as soon as he was called by S.B. I found myself locked in a tiny dark room while I was looking straight ahead, glaring at the sky through an open window; I felt another one was behind me, which would have been the one through which David had shown himself to S.B., but I refrained myself from turning around. A sure thing, though, is that I was exhausted and slightly dizzy. Out of nowhere - or, I speculate, the hallway that would have led to the room -, I heard men shouting: "Go, go, go, he's here, catch him, go!". For some reason, I knew they had to be looking for me. Although a panic wave crossed my body, I did not hesitate a single second before climbing onto that window. I saw a yard filled with fresh, green grass, which was blocked ahead by a wooden fence. I jumped out and started running. The way I was running was extremely strange; I couldn't turn right or left, as my body was being blocked by my left brain hemisphere (and I felt it). The only way I could steer was to move backwards, which moved me a bit further onto my right side everytime I took a step. Meantime, I was running through this magnificient yet massive yard, I saw tons of flowers, mainly red and yellow tulipaes, but my drowsiness and my fatigue badly affected me. I heard footsteps besides me and even though I kept running, I came to a full halt when a special agent appeared behind. He looked exactly the same way as those countless agents seen in American action films, but if I specifically had to describe him, I would say he was a mix between Kiefer Sutherland (Jack Bauer, 24) and Neil Patrick Harris (Barney Stinson, How I Met Your Mother). Withdrawing his pistol from its holster, he started shooting at me.

The landscape transformed in a green valley while I was dodging one by one the bullets shot by the agent. Upon having nearly finished his magazine, he only had one round left, and I shouted out: "Let's see who's the fucking man, gimme that fucking gun!". I did not really expect him to do it either, but he nevertheless executed the order. I spinned onto my heels and the gun changed into a massive, bulky arrow, while a horse ridden by a knight in a fancy, exotic flashy yellow-blue-purple carnival outfit ran in front of my eyes. I forcefully threw the arrow at the horse and it struck him down, thus resulting in the horse and the knight falling down onto the ground, both dead. I walked to the knight's corpse and looked over my shoulder at the agent; "Who's the fucking man, now?". That was enough for him to crumple down and die instantly.

Finally, in the last chunk, I spawned in an extremely tiny room. It had a particular design - the walls, the ceiling and even the floor were made of black and white glowy squares. The best similarity that comes up to my mind is those squares on dancing pads that are used on old arcade games machines. Two of my friends stood alongside me; E.C. on the left and H.C. on my right. H was 'inflating' his head and making funny jokes about his 'big' head, while E was a bit scared but still found it amusing and laughed at it. The dream eventually faded.

Dream 2: This one was a stressful dream. I'll try to keep it relatively short.

Sitting at my desk, I was casually browsing on Internet when my mom bursted into the hallway, rambling around and holding a syringe: "Look at what I've found in your brother's room! He's not even hiding anymore that he fucking shoots himself. There also is the protective cap." The effect of surprise turned into massive worrying on my side, but I already suspected my brother was into 'hard' drugs prior to this event. I think that my brother was hanging out with some friends in his bedroom when my mom went there, or it might have been after they had left. Anyhow, I found myself in my school's exam room (once again...) on a bright and sunny day. There were a few parents, as it seems a conference was going on. I stood up and left the room, thus reaching the middle school playground. My brother was waiting for me at the exit; the sky was sort of orange (as if someone had put an mild orange filter). While exposed parts, such as the playground, were perfectly enlightened by the sun, the slope besides it, which in real life is also bright if the weatheris sunny, were shadowy. My goal there was to bring my brother to the medical room. As soon as we met, he told me he wasn't in his normal state. My mom told me that I shouldn't explicitly declare to my brother I knew he was taking crack, so I refrained from doing that and instead act as a surprised kiddo, but I didn't tell much either. As we were midway down the slope, we entered the hallway that led to the medical room, but it was simply dark. My brother felt he could not make it through the hallway, so I left him a bit behind while he stopped. As I was about to open the door at the end of the hallway, that leads to a staircase, I noticed one of my friends was walking nearby as if we wanted to go somewhere together. Upon opening the door, I saw a black sports teacher - or so I assume; in my dream, I thought he was an elementary school teacher, as there was a whole class of kids behind him. He was grinning at me with an absolutely weird stare, overall looking like a scary smiley smiling. At that point, I did a reality check. I tried to push my finger through my palm, but it failed; as my 'friend' told me to be careful, I attempted to block my nose and to breathe at the same time, but I felt my breathe was either getting blocked or going through. All this confusion led to the loss of the scene. However, I reappeared in a sort of classy, party club lounge, with a huge carpet and immense sofas set on each side of it. At first, my brother and I were among the few people who were present, but additional persons arrived, filling up the gaps. Everyone was talking, and there were some old people (grannies especially) in the first place, who were replaced by young adults or teenagers as people came in. My brother lied back in one of the sofas, passively glaring at the whole scene.

Dream 3: This dream stopped pretty quickly, as my alarm rang a bit after it had started. All I remember is that I was in Africa, in the back shop of some clothes store; I needed to get an avocado, for some reason. It turns out the African woman, wearing a traditional African dress along with a bandana, with whom I was, could not find any; I managed to find two but they were old and tough as rock. She then told me she had apples and I told her I was fine with that, considering I could replace avocados with apples for what I wanted to do. She showed me a gigantic pear/apple that was about two meters tall... this didn't even make me blink. As I spotted a few Asians entering the main store, my alarm rang and I woke up.

Non-lucid | Lucid | Extra notes

Since my latest DJ post, I've started putting on earplugs at night and I also have taken the habit of opening my window to get some fresh air and thus avoid to wake up in the middle of my sleep sweating a lot.

Dream fragment 1: I'm unsure I even dreamed about this but I feel it's important to note it down. It was a short vision of an empty-town road, in a mixed Thai-Italian architecture style. There were little shops with their displays (some wooden tables topped with wooden boxes) on both sides of the road (which in itself was pretty wide; you could easily drive a car there). All of those shops were aligned and continued all the way down the road, and there were some square-ish buildings behind them. Though, there was literally noone and the displays were empty.

Dream fragment 2: A little bit of background is required to understand this. I'm part of a gaming clan playing on a rather realistic game where we often plan out house breaches & raids. We have a helicopter support unit (TAU) which I've helped with some old paperwork yesterday. None of my real-life friends are in this clan.
In this dream fragment, I saw myself in a history lesson in our usual classroom. People in the room were gathered in groups to do some work (which is something we always do in French lessons). We set the tables in a way that they'd form squares of tables. Then I saw two friends of mine, A and C, asking me whether I had seen the TAU "activity checks"; I told them I had not, as I was not a part of TAU. They told me they talked about me in a positive way in those checks even though I have nothing to do with TAU (besides that paperwork). So I stood up, turned towards another real-life mate which I called by a TAU officer's in-game name (D. L.) and asked him if he had read the checks. He hadn't. (Side note: as I turned the tables were in their normal organization, spread across either sides of the classroom in a straight line). Then I looked towards the window to find my two good friends A and C (the same as in A stressful night... - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views) and asked them once again. They answered they had not seen the TAU activity checks yet. I assume the dream then ended.

Dream fragment 3: This time, I was having a maths lesson in the classroom that is normally used for German lessons. I was sitted in the middle-back of the room and we started doing an exercise, that was to complete individually. Now I consider myself a pretty good student in maths due to my marks, but for some reason I badly struggled and could barely read, let alone understand the exercise. I was frowning my eyebrows while I had my gaze locked onto the exercise book. My maths teacher, which I've had for three years so far, walked up to me and told me that it wasn't such a big problem I was... dyslexic. I was surprised at first then she kept on talking about dyslexia and saying I should receive help but that I shouldn't fear failing. I was feeling really bad and sort of misunderstood. Unfortunately, I can't recall anymore of this dream.

Dream 4: THE longest dream I had. It might have spread over 2 REM cycles considering its length. At the beginning, I was supposed to show a few of my friends (four or five max) my apartment, and the dream started in the hallway of the building I live in. My friends following me, including A which came to my house with S and D this very Thursday to celebrate D's birthday at lunch. We headed to the lift and stepped in, and found ourselves on the landing of my apartment. Then, the dream sort of returned back into time and I found myself in the lift with JC and another friend. My apartment's on the 6th floor of the building. This time, the lift interior was made of classy stainless steel but was a bit smaller than the real one; and its doors opened as we reached the first floor. I saw an immense hotel or conference center interior, which was extremely bright (lots of windows around the hotel, thus a lot of light came in), with what could have been a bar or a reception desk (it was basically a huge marble cylinder and there was a counter surrounding it in a circular way) to our far left, a dark and round marble pillar in front of us (although it was a bit in the background), and lots of shiny white light to our right. The hotel interior itself was circular and if I'm not mistaken, we could see a dome on our far upper left corner as we looked up, exclusively made of window panes which flooded the hotel with pure light. It was quite a magnificent sight. We also saw a few people in front of the lift exit, doing their business, really. Then the lift doors closed and we went up to the second floor; once again, the doors opened and we could see the same interior but a man in his late forties or early fifties (tall, approx. 1m90, with a bit of grey short hair), who was wearing a suit and a nice, black coat that stopped at his knees. He entered the lift and smiled at us, but I do not remember seeing him any longer. We finally reached the third floor and the lift stopped in the middle of an apartment entrance, the said apartment being very dark as there was no light at all. There was a path leading right ahead on our left and a couple of stairs on our right, with a huge wall/closet (similar to the one in my dentist's office) separating those two ways. We went for the stairs and we saw a little table on our left with a mom and her kid; she was taking care of him. There also was a kitchen. And again there was a right turn leading to a bedroom but I can't remember its looks, although I'm almost sure it wasn't mine. From there on we walked back to the kitchen and surprisingly, around ten people had joined. Everyone was celebrating... a snail's birthday! There was a mini rectangular shaped cake with two blades of grasses on its both extremities. I started cheering up just as everyone else in the room and the mini-snail (it was nowhere near the size of a real one) crawled onto the top of the cake and started eating the grass. Suddenly, a similar second snail came and helped the first one to finish the remaining blade of grass. All of that was pretty funny and I remember laughing. BREAK!

Once again - back into my hallway. But this time... there were at least 40 persons! My friends, a couple of adults, and LOTS of elementary school children who were wearing dark blue smocks. I was kind of overwhelmed but I still realized I had to make them visit my apartment; so I opened up the door that led to the lift with my key and pretty much everyone started flooding in this little bit of space in front of the lift exit. I started thinking that our lift could only handle 8-9 persons at a time so I told other people to wait for their turns but I went up first - and if I remember correctly there only were my friends with me. At this point the lift didn't stop as it was climbing but I felt it went higher than the last time; everything around me was sort of white and blurry. It eventually dropped us in the same interior and I quickly walked up to the bedroom (the same one). I widened my eyes... because I honestly had no idea why the bedroom looked like that. It was filled with gigantic bookcases containing tons of old yet beautiful books (those magic spells books you see in Harry Potter). The bookcases were organized in a trail, which went from the right of my room to the left whilst leaving a space in the middle. The floor was a wooden parquet that looked brownish and rusty. The only light in the room was an extremely dim light but I managed to spot a double-decker bed, the upper couch having two, seemingly comfortable, black and red pillows. Those pillows were laid against the wooden border of the bed. At first sight, my hands grasped onto my hair as I thought; "What's this? They're not supposed to see that...".
The dream ended there.

Non-lucid | Lucid | Extra notes

That wasn't quite a good night. My dad was snoring and I couldn't manage to focus on repeating my mantras while falling asleep, but I do remember a few dream fragments. All of them are non-lucid, and might not necessarily be in the order in which they happened.

Dream Fragment #1: I'm sitting at the dining table in my living room with two friends, A and P, and the first also brought his sister. For some reason, I thought we stood as the only guitarists in my school and that we were the "guitarists' club"; I remember turning myself towards a table (that does actually exist) to grasp onto something but the dream either faded away or I can't remember more than that.

Dream/Dream Fragment #2: This one is longer than the first one. I basically dreamed of having a work experience in some kind of Paris' suburbs, working if I can recall well enough in a laboratory or a research center. First of all, I was in a dark, hotel-looking room, and I could see a road through the window. Moments later, I found myself in a bus, making my way back towards Paris, then some three or four friends of mine (including C), whom sat almost next to me, started talking to me and said we'd be late by more than one hour for our next class, considering the school was far away from the laboratory. However, we arrived in a courtyard shortly after she'd said that and I saw two, if not more, other friends (A, and P from dream #1). A was walking on a fence, laughing and shouting while P might have stood below A on the ground. Here's the end of the dream or it is at least all I can remember.

I know for a fact that those two dreams were the last ones I had this night, as I struggled to fall asleep and kept moving in my bed due to being uncomfy. I might seriously use earplugs at night, considering that'd help to avoid hearing my dad's snoring.

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I'm hanging out with gangsta friends in what appears to be Los Santos (GTA SA) near Grove Street. I enter in a weed shop and a few moments later, I'm outside in a park, smoking a blunt. My parents are calling me for diner... though they're nowhere to be found. There's nobody in the park. I don't feel the effects of the weed at first but then I walk down an alley and my vision becomes blurry and shadowy and I'm getting disorientated. I'm also wearing my night clothes.

It was the end of a dream. I could recall it 'cause my alarm clock rang right then.

Dream/non-lucid |*Lucid |*Extra notes

So lately I haven't been able to recall my dreams. I started using Puffin's SAT a week ago but only had 1 LD so far... I'm still hoping that it works!

I'm down a slope. It's made of grass and trees are on either side of it. It's very sloppy yet I can walk up and two friends come from nowhere. There's one holding a PSP UMD, and he says something along the line of "MegaROMs are ten times smaller than a PSP UMD". So we walk a bit up a hill and we see a small battlefield. There are "bunker houses" and bridges.

Right then I get on the roof of a house and I've got a sniper, with a thermical detector. I can see my enemies coloured in red, blue and green. So I kill a few ones but they keep coming back and they've spawned me. I'm still too quick for them and they can't get me.

That's all I could remember... Now some older dream fragments have came back to me. There's one where I'm in my apartment hall, and everything's black outside. There are a few people near the POs and we all get in the elevators.

Also, speaking of elevators, there's a dream that I used to have (happened a few times) that came back to my mind. It's one where I'm in the elevator usually with someone else or alone, and the elevator just goes in the opposite direction as you tell it to go, or it even reaches higher storeys than the building has. If I'm not mistaken, I think I had a LD by realizing that it was going nowhere.