Mortal Mist

[February 4th 2012]

Firstly, my apologies for not posting the last few days, I have been very busy with work and this has directly affected my dreaming (no recall and nowhere near enough sleep). Anyways, on to the good stuff. I had my first LUCID last night after not very long of trying at all. Let me know in a post what colour you guys would like to see me use, as I'm starting from scratch I am open to suggestions. Anyway enough babble, here we go...

February 4th 2012

I find myself sitting on a bench in my current town with 2 DC's. I'm fairly sure they were both old men, and I may have been old myself at this part of the dream. The dream jumps to me being in a queue of men heading into some ancient Egyptian ruins, we are excavating some treasure or something I guess. At this point I wonder how I got here from the peaceful park bench, so I go to perform the finger through hand RC and I have no hands. Even though most people report too much excitement that they wake up on their first successful lucid, it actually took a while to sink in for me. However, I knew what was going on, and decided that I wasn't too thrilled with the idea of going digging (a common theme in my dreams). I head out of the exit and find myself exactly where I wanted to be, back in the park on the bench with the old men. I try to explain to them that I am dreaming, and why this makes me happy, but they just laugh at me.

I get quite annoyed at them because of this, and decide that I don't like them any more. I decide to show off what I describe as "psychic powers". Instead of there being a static scene in front of us the world keeps changing, like a television channel being changed by an impatient person. I tell them I can work out the exact scene with my eyes closed. Of course the benefit here, is that my dream would produce whatever scene I guessed. The only scenes I can remember was an old fashioned game of rugby in sepia tone (One DC said "How the hell did you guess the correct sport, you didn't even say football") and a vertical view of the graves from WW2.(like this http://www.ww2cemeteries.co.uk/cemeteries006.JPG) The men are constantly checking my eyes to see if i'm "peeking" but are awestruck to see that I am not. I was in fact peeking my eyes open very rapidly to see if my "predictions" were right, but for the sake of the dream and from their point of view my eyes were shut.

I decide to give them one last show before I go somewhere else, so I say "that's fine if you don't believe me, anyone could have guessed that". At which point I see a shadow of a plane through the trees (literally through the trees... it would have been impossible to spot it) and I straighten my arm in the air in that direction and close my eyes. The triangular stealth bomber style plane comes swooping close overhead, releasing the steam everywhere above us. Yet still, the men of the bench are non believers, at which point I summon a full scale air show above this quiet park. Planes come from every direction swooping overhead in formations and performing tricks, before finally spraying a Union Jack flag in the sky above us, much like the red arrows do. The men burst into applause and I have made the lives of 2 old men a lot more interesting, even if they are just DC's.

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The dream ends there, but I later find myself with minor lucidity in an old mine shaft (again, d'oh) being chased by or chasing none other than Lord Voldermort from Harry Potter. It's much like one of those action films where you chase the baddie but once you get close to him you get scared of his gun, or wand in this case, and run away again. He is apparently teleporting all over the place, through different tunnels and occasionally shouting out to mock me, or teleporting behind me to try and kill me. Even though this is my dream, I don't realise I can control what he does, but I do however take the initiative to learn to fly, as I've heard about others who do it and decided it would be much quicker and efficient. I just imagined where I wanted to be heading, and sure enough I would be zooming off in that direction. I caught up with Voldermort once, and had a mini battle with him in which I grabbed the end of his wand and snapped it. He grinned, looked at it and bent it back into place without touching it. I got scared and flew away.

After a while of pointless chasing, I found myself in the house that I grew up in. I was in the bathroom, and the roof was leaking because Voldermort had dug a tunnel above the bathroom causing water to drip in. I was being quiet trying to avoid being seen, when I heard him say "WHERE IS MY WATER GOING? HE MUST BE BELOW ME". I bolt out of there and head across to my parents bedroom (not sure if it's for their protection or for a place to hide) and my sister comes walking out of the door. She appears to be in some kind of trance, I'm not sure what's wrong with her. As this is a dream, I am led to believe she is sleep walking. I try to convince her to leave the house, as I know it is not safe for her here. She isn't listening though, so the only option I have is to let her hide in our parents room whilst I run away. However the door crashes open, and Voldermort is here! Not being the smartest in a panicking situation like this, I jump into the nearest room...the bathroom. It's ok though, as I know if I hide behind the side the door opens, I will fool him. The door creaks open, and I see an ugly, scaly bald head poke into the room. He looks around for a bit, and then pulls away. I think phew, I'm going to get away with this, but then suddenly his head jerks in my direction, his cold black eyes staring straight into mine and drool coming out of his mouth between the few separated rotting teeth he has left. As his head lunges towards mine, I wake up.

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This was an amazing experience for me, my recollection of heading down to a mine or somewhere underground was very helpful in triggering a RC. I did not find my dream to be as vivid as some people describe, and in the second dream I felt that I did not have very much control. However, I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and I really hope I can have more. Hopefully my normal dreams are as dull and monotonous as they have been so far, so I can spot them more often and have some fun

[5th February 2012]

Bluebird is on fire, i had ANOTHER LUCID last night. Not as good as yesterday though.

5th February 2012

The dream starts with me having a lot of stolen goods. I have some diamonds, some cash and one more thing I cannot recall, although I believe it was electronical. I am in my old house, and I have hidden said things throughout my room, however I then find myself in prison. I get to talk to my mum  and dad and tell them that no matter what happens, they must not move house until I'm released. My mum is just crying and my Dad says it's my own fault, but I think they get my point in the end. After some terrible time in prison, something gets me thinking about reality checks. I know that being awake always comes after something, but I knew how I got put in prison so thats ok right?

I foolishly don't RC, but I do however find myself out of prison (same dream). I am in what appears to be italian streets, but I am wearing a hat much like the employees of subway (I guess that I got a job there). I walk into the nearest subway and offer my hat to one of the employees, as I am a criminal I won't need it any more. However the prison guard who took me on this day trip is outside, so I head back out. I spend some time mocking him as he seems to be keeping a very poor watch on me, however eventually I let him take me back into prison.

<<Women on island>>
The dream skips and I find myself on a small island not far from the coast of France (even though we are in England). To escape I know I must either swim for it, or wait for the boat. I am with 2 of my real life friends, L and her boyfriend M. M wants to swim for it, but I am terrible at swimming and tell him it's a bad idea. He breaks off small bits of land which apparently float, and we are to use them as floatation devices. However, mine starts to break and I decide to swim back and barely make it. It starts to get dark so we decide to try and take shelter in one of the houses. We break into one of the houses, but some girls come from upstairs and catch us. I recognise one of the girls as someone I know in real life, we will call her R.

One of the girls is telling us we are criminals and she has called the police, however I'm still questioning as to whether this is a dream, so I spend my time trying to "chat up" a different girl, not concerned with my potential arrest. Then a tour bus pulls past the window and I start waving to females on there, at which point the police arrive   We all run off and hide in a different house, clearly the people here aren't going to help us.

I find myself in an odd room which appears to be L+M's bedroom in our current house. L has pink hair, when in real life she has brown hair. M is not currently in the room, and I am alone with L on their bed (It's worth mentioning I am not "interested" in L, so I find this situation a bit awkward and uncomfortable). I find myself talking to her and starting to think about dreams again. I think, "Hold on, I'm not a criminal and if I was why aren't I in prison". I look down and I have hands this time, they appear to be normal. I try the finger through the palm RC and my finger does not go through. I find this very weird, but I am almost certain I'm dreaming. I go to put my hand through a wall...no luck. I finally remember about the last RC I know, I pinch my nose and attempt to breathe. At first I instictively didn't hold tight enough, or would let go of one side, however I then grabbed tightly and I kept breathing. I was really happy for noticing this one, it nearly slipped past. I'm not sure what to do from here, so I decide ti try to complete one of the challenges from the Badge awards of MM.

I will tell L that she is a DC and have a conversation with her. We are both lying down on top of her bed and I just blurt out "You're not real you know". She looks confused so I say "I'm dreaming, this is my dream and you're not real". She asks me how I know, and I say it's because it's my dream and I can do what I want. She runs off crying, and a few minutes later she comes back with R. They are both angry at me, and make me apologize for my actions. I say "But I'm dreaming, I can do what I want" and they try to tell me that it isn't a dream. I feel guilty and decide to stop talking about being lucid, however I then lose lucidity, and can't remember any more of the dream (I think I woke up)

Man I feel on a roll, this is great. I'm starting to get the hang of becoming lucid, and dream recall. I next need to work on control, as I had hardly any control in this dream despite realising what was going on. I have a feeling the escape and re-arrest scenes may have looped for a while, but for your benefit I only typed it out once. Hope you enjoyed :-)

[22nd February 2012]

I had a LUCID last night

Took 4mg G + 350mg Choline at WBTB, the WBTB failed but the dreams came later on.

22nd February 2012

Before the WBTB I have a fragment where I am with Harley from Epic Meal Time. Me and him are hanging out and he seems like a pretty cool dude. He hands me his leftover sandwich and I tell him I don't really want to eat it, but he tells me I must. The sandwich is falling apart and horrible but I eat it anyway.

I attempted to WILD in my WBTB but did not fall asleep, I think I got too excited when potential transitions came. I also kept getting itches on my face which, although I didn't scratch, were VERY irritating and distracting. Anyhow, later on I find myself in a dream...

I'm not sure how I know this but I am in London (travelling alone). I visit what I can only see as a cross between the London Dungeon and a regular house. It is full of actors who dress up as monsters and evil people, and then put on a show for you as you walk around the museum. However one of them is a really hot girl, and she seems to like me. She is very touchy-feely and I get the impression she has more interests than just providing the show for me. I start to flirt with her and she gives me something. It's some sort of book or diary. It's quite small, she tells me it's very important and I should not lose it.

We then go to watch an educational film with the rest of the tour group. I try to save her a seat but she never turns up :< I'm not sure what happened in the film but there was some sort of disturbance. I argued with some people and then I found myself chatting to some other actors. I am upstairs and I am looking around to find her again. I'm not really sure what happened next... But I think I had no luck and just wasted time.

I wake up and realise I can go back to sleep again easily so I do. I try to find the book that will tell me I'm lucid, for some reason that seems about right. I look under a fireplace which is the only thing I see and there is the book. The lucidity hits me. I am now in a room with 4 tiled walls and a white door. I start touching the walls and I am really excited and surprised by how real they feel. I open the door and wake up. I'm not giving up that easily! I don't even bother to check for a FA I just go straight back to sleep. I'm in a sealed room made out of minecraft blocks (wood planks/glowstone/wool). It is very pretty and in some sort of pattern with the 3 blocks. I go to touch the floor and wake up.

Again, I am NOT giving up on this! I fall back to sleep and I have a portal gun (like the game). I'm floating through some sort of asteroid field so I fire a portal at a rock and hop in. This is the most clear part of my dream. I find myself in my grandparent's house. My grandad is very ill in real life and I am concerned he might be dying, so I figure if I can talk to him in my dream there's the tiniest chance he might see me in his. I walk in and see just his head on the floor. He looks very sleepy. I quickly dive down and hold on to his head. I promise him I will put him back on his body. He tells me not to bother and starts to close his eyes. I shake him a little and tell him to look at me (like they do in films). I don't want him to pass out. At this point the head goes still, mouth wide open and eyes closed. His skin feels very dry and wrinkly. I think he might be dead. But then I realise that this doesn't have to be true, so I say "Grandad stop playing dead too that won't work on me". He starts laughing and I see through his clever trick. I then put his head on his body which is in his regular armchair.

I don't want to lose lucidity again, so I figure my grandparent's living room is the perfect place to stay (see previous failed WILD's - I can imagine this room well). I start thinking about the badge challenges and whether I can complete any of them here, as I'm sure that will make the experience much better. I see a clock on the wall and think "Perfect!". I walk over to it, curious to see what the time is. The clock reads "0:o1", which I guess was a 0 and a small 0, lol. I then tell my grandad I'm going to smash his clock as it's not real, mainly trying to see how he would react. He seems to realise I am in control and just says "no please don't" in quite an upset tone. I feel a pang of guilt but I want to see what will happen so I smash it anyway. It breaks pathetically on the floor and he just says "Oh no why did you do that". This wasn't going as entertaining as I thought, but just as I was getting bored my friend L appears in the dream. She says "What do you want to do now?". I tell her to take me back to the house in London from the previous dream, so I can go and meet that girl.

She obliges, and we leave the living room. However as I open the door I wake again. I quickly fell back to sleep but I believe I lost lucidity. I am in the basement of the creepy house looking around for the girl. I can't find her anywhere but I can find the other actors and their rooms. I also notice that I don't have a t-shirt on, so I am wondering where that might be. The rest of this dream is very fuzzy to me, but I did not find the girl and I know I did dip in and out of lucidity during it, which I had some fun with.

I don't even have much to comment on this one. The dream was a lot of fun, and I can't wait to tell Rebel_Seven so I can get some shiny new badges   I'd like to thank everyone so far who has given me advice, it's been so encouraging and helpful. I guess it's also worth mentioning the G probably enhanced the vividity of my dreams, and the WBTB probably made me start thinking about lucidity when I re-entered the dream

 

[24th February 2012]

24th February 2012

I guess I can stop talking about lucidity like it's a surprise now and start working on controlling it.

I attempted a WBTB but I guess I failed and fell asleep. I find myself in the Olympics basketball arena (spoke to Dad about it today because I have tickets). I remember I was thinking about this during the WBTB, so decide I should make sure it's not a dream. I look at the team names, one is Ukraine and the other is definitely Russia even though their jerseys say something different. Come to think of it, they were actually wearing Ice Hockey jerseys too lol. I start to get really suspicious at this point. I'm lying down on my front next to the court and I see my granddad. Ok i'm dreaming. I pause for a second or two to let the lucidity hit me fully and absorb the scene. The basketball game or crowd is not very vivid to me but my granddad is.

I try to think what I want to achieve in this lucid, and I remember I wanted to see what my hands look like. I say to him "Ask me to see my hands". He asks why, but I just repeat my request again. He asks me to show him my hands, and I raise them into view. At first they appeared quite normal which disappointed me, but then I realised my left hand was severely swollen and bent (right number of fingers though so that's a plus ). It was also quite blotchy, like I had eczema or something.  I'm then lying down again so I visualise being on a massage table, as I can't think of anything else where you lie on your front. I'm quite hoping for the scene to change, maybe I can have some fun with a masseuse but unfortunately as the dream fades out I just wake up.

Fragment: At some point between becoming lucid and waking up, I was talking to my grandparents about something, not sure what. My sister goes off to show my grandma something secret, and granddad walks off somewhere. I think at this point I go to the toilet and it's then that I wake up, but my recall isn't perfect this may be in the wrong order.

I grab my phone so I can note down some things from this Lucid for my DJ, which should have been an obvious sign as I use pencil and paper. I can't remember exactly what I wrote, but it had some playing cards in it with spades, and something about a dream, and my online username.

I then wake up for real, and after about 20 seconds I remember that I most definitely haven't recorded that dream. I get a little angry that I didn't notice the FA, but still I am happy for having a LD and I grab my pad to jot everything down. I've also drawn a picture of my left hand, in case anyone is interested

[1st March 2012]

Moonbeam it was real. I had a really sucky night.

However, today was much better for me

1st March 2012

I don't remember how the first dream began, but I was being chased by some sort of killer. I was in my home, and he got in. I must have had some sort of powers because I turned him into a green boomerang and threw him out of the window. As I headed downstairs, there was a giant envelope on the door. It said "To bluebird". As I walked closer, the letters changed to say "Do not open this". Well this is obviously a dream. I make the mistake of not stabilizing and head straight into the living room to see my mum and dad. I hadn't spoken to them while lucid yet. However when I got in, my Dad's head was on my Mum's body and vice versa. It was really strange. Also the furniture was in odd places, far out from the wall and at funny angles. I sat down between them, but it felt awfully weird, and I woke up.

I am living in Nazi Germany, with my friend C, my Mum and Dad and later on my friend X. I was on some sort of wild night out and things got a little bit crazy. I had stolen some things from Tesco (UK supermarket), and I think we made the Hitler Youth angry by doing something but I don't remember what. Although in hindsight it may have been the SA or SS, not the Hitler Youth as they were much older and had guns and things. Amongst the chaos I got shot in the face, the bullet went through my jaw and out through my throat. However after a while it seemed to heal. We also all hid in a bush whenever we got chased by the Hitler Youth.

Something I only just noticed now during recall is I achieved lucidity during this dream, but in a weird way. As we were hiding, I had a sort of daydream of a way to escape. I dreamt that I could run along a fence and jump up on the house roofs and jump from rooftop to rooftop, which I felt as I imagined it. However I snapped out of the daydream and thought "Damn, if only that was possible".

The next day (in the same dream) I woke up in some sort of caravan that I am staying at with my parents. They aren't awake yet, and I find a very tiny dog that I must have got from somewhere last night. It's about the size of a bug and hardly visible. I put him in a cup of water to keep him alive (I think I got confused with fish) and he seemed happy enough with that. He told me he was thirsty so I went to find some water to give him. I poured some in, however I noticed that the cup was now slightly yellow, as I had poured beer in by mistake. The dog stopped moving and I scrambled to rescue him without pouring beery water everywhere, but it was too late. Mum and dad started to stir so I sprinted to the toilet to flush the dog away :(

When I got in the toilet it was a very confusing sight. There were handles and bars and things everywhere, I threw the dog in the toilet but every handle I pulled just made that noise when a toilet wont flush properly. Eventually I get it to work and not a moment too late, as Dad is awake. We start to eat food and suddenly I get an odd taste in my mouth. I sprint to the sink and spit out something that tastes exactly like skin. I look down and there is blood everywhere, more skin starts getting spat out. This reminds me about the hole in my face, and blood is dripping down onto my shirt too.

I start shouting "AMBULANCE" and "999" but either Dad is being dumb or I can't speak properly, probably a bit of both. I type in the number on my phone and throw it to my Mum. She is on the phone to them and says "Yes he's the one who was shot in the face". I instantly know what happened, she is speaking to the people from the Hitler Youth...They must have insiders at the hospital. I tell her I have to run and I leave the house. Two big giant men are there and say "Quick we have to hide you". I get in a black van with them but after that they don't speak to me. I know that I have made a big mistake. I say to them "are they going to kill me?", and they answer with "Yes". I request that I am killed quickly in return for not attempting to escape, and they oblige.

When I get to the secret base, there is some sort of pre party going on. Everyone is eating sweets and ice cream, and chatting about happy things. The bad guys are all watching me closely, but I decide it's probably best to keep my promise as i'll never be able to escape, and i'll probably bleed to death anyway. After the party i'm taken into a classroom to watch Nazi propaganda with some schoolkids who are all wearing full uniform, one of them even has a rifle. There is a smartass kid who looks like Draco Malfoy pretending like he knows it all already, and there is another little nerdy kid who keeps asking questions. The officers make a point to say that i'm a bad man and i'm going to be killed. I tell them "the jokes on you in 5 years" but they don't seem to understand.

I'm taken to a back room where they unveil their secret weapon. I wonder what sort of Nazi technology they will kill me with. They unveiled some sort of plastic see through mummy bag. I said "Are you going to gas me?", they said no they would just suffocate me. I tried to think of a way out of it, so I told them I would defect if they saved my life. They didn't seem convinced, so I added "and i'll tell you the secrets of the future. I can build supercomputers, I know who won the war etc...". As they are deciding the answer, my alarm went off and I woke.

I really should have thought to stabilise the first dream, that was silly of me. I guess I wasn't at a high level of lucidity as my brain was kind of on autopilot. Maybe I should have opened the envelop too, what harm could it have done? As for the second dream I was very happy with that, a nice long dream in my last REM cycle, with good recall

[3rd March 2012]

3rd March 2012

I am heading home to some tower block that I apparently live in after committing a crime in the city. I'm not sure what i've done or where I am but I know the police are after me. I hear sirens whilst waiting for the lift, but it arrives just in time and I jump in. I hit the number 3 as I must live on the third floor. The next day I get up and go to work, which is again up an elevator in either the same tower block or a different one (I think different). When I get there, Jeff and Lester (from "Chuck") are with someone, and they are telling him to cry. It reminds me of fight club, where Bob is telling the main character to just cry and let it out. Anyway enough references, when I leave work I am once again about to get in the elevator when sirens sound. I get in just in time, but there is someone in the lift this time. There is a black lady in the lift and I am concerned that she sees me panicking about the police car.

She says to me "Were you around last night?". I decide it's best to lie so I say I wasn't. She then starts speaking a different language, and after a blank expression from me she says something like "my English no good". However, she then goes on to say in perfect English that there were riots last night...maybe I caused them? As the lift is going up I notice some blood patches on the walls and floor, I hope I'm not responsible for those either. I get off at floor 3 and she stays in the lift as she was going to floor 5. The dream ends.

After waking up and falling asleep again, I find myself in some bizarre movie scene. The bad guy is a big ginger guy, and he has killed everyone except another bad guy. He shoots the other one in the leg, to prove his "commitment" and then walks off. Suddenly I become the guy who got shot, and I'm aware that there is someone in the building trying to catch me, I guess a cop. I head to the elevator (d'oh) to try and get to the ground floor and get out of this building. I move slowly because of my leg and leave a trail of blood behind. The lift starts going down and something makes me think the guy who is chasing me has I knife. The lift doors open, and I step out. I find myself in another lift. Something's not right. I am dreaming. In the new lift I see my actual body, holding I knife. I panic and wish for a new scene.

The dream goes black and I worry that I might have lost my lucid. However I see black and white shapes emerging, they look like newspaper. I can make out words although I don't know what they say. Suddenly I find myself in a scene. I'm in a very dark room, which I believe is a hotel room. Maybe it's my room from the first dream? It's so dark I can hardly see anything. I remember that I haven't stabilized the dream yet, so I start feeling the walls. They all feel the same, very bland and paper-like. I don't think this is working so I look at my hands. And dear god that's a lot of fingers! There must have been at least 7 fingers on each hand. Each unique and twisted in it's own way. I also saw large black dots (like you see on old movie reels) appear in front of some fingers. I think about how I can get the lights on, as this room is very very dark. I try just willing them on, but nothing happens. I then stumble around for a light switch but there is clutter everywhere. The last thing I can think of is to clap. I try clapping, but nothing happens. It does feel awfully weird though, there was no stinging feeling yet I felt my hands meet. I clapped a few more times for fun and to keep trying for the lights but the dream ended.

Fragment: I am talking to my cousin about girls, and he tells me his girlfriend left him. He says it was because she said "No" but he was drunk and carried on with things. He then bursts into tears. I hope this isn't relevant to anything

Fragment: I'm with a girl after some sort of award ceremony. I won something which allows me to choose to cut the salary of one of my teachers (I guess I'm back at school). I know exactly who I want to punish with this, but there is some sort of scandal and I don't get my award. She then starts playing with oddly shaped acorns, I'll draw them if I get a chance. She starts burning the stalks and twisting them round and playing with them, it's all very interesting.

Hurray, lucid! Not much else to comment, maybe I should work on what I want to do in LD's now, as I seem to have got the hang of becoming lucid

[7th March 2012]

I promised you better recall and here it is

7th March 2012

I am lying on my bed completely naked, when suddenly I notice someone is watching me. I look over and see someone I barely know from university, DH. I say "Oh, I forgot I had a roommate, sorry I'm not used to this" so I climb into bed to cover myself up. He says it's no problem, although I still find it weird that he was looking. Although we are roommates, further on in this giant bedroom there is 2 more guys as well, so it's kind of 2 and 2.

Time skips forward a bit and it's 6am. I look over and DH is still awake, playing games, while I am on my laptop. I think to myself he's a pretty cool guy, especially as he isn't disturbing me as he has headphones on. I think I won't mind being roommates with him from now on. I haven't met or spoken to the other 2 guys yet.

I then skip out of that dream, which we will later return to, to a scene where I am worried about a job interview. My Mum is telling me I missed my interview, and I feel terrible as I must have let down whatever company this is badly. There was some exact dates given, my interview was supposed to be at 10:10 on the 10th of March (I know right >.>) but it's currently about 3-5pm on the 10th of March. I am panicking and worrying about what to do when the dream ends.

I am not dreaming but I am asleep, when my brain starts to think about what happened. Did I really miss my interview? Did I even have an interview? Wait a minute isn't it the 5th of March? Ok so it's not, but I realised that it's definately not the 10th yet either. I could see nothing, but knew it was a dream. Suddenly my vision went white, all I could see was whiteness. I tried to picture heaven, to see if I could meet people there for the monthly meeting place. However a different image started to form. I saw a wolf, first of all standing still and then it started to run. It became clearer and clearer. I then imagined myself to become the wolf and I did. I was running along some grass, I could feel all 4 of my legs kicking but I still couldn't see anything except the grass I was standing on. Either the dream ended or I lost lucidity and recall no more.

I return to my previous dream and I am in some sort of pub with the same guys. We are faffing around with stools, as they all appear to be different sizes, which makes sitting around the table very awkward. I remember this pub was showing some sort of "Live SkyTV super clock" on the television, I'm not sure what a super clock was but it appeared to show a normal time. There was also some freezers, with a lot of ice cream in them, but we were not interested in the ice cream. I remember I have to go and meet someone so I tell my friends I will be back in a bit.

Fragment: I have a fragment here of travelling across the country by bus and train. I believe I miss the last train somewhere so I have to run to the next town, meanwhile a new bus stop is constructed where I just left (in the style of Transport Tycoon). I believe I was probably the girl in the next paragraph for this dream.

Suddenly I am at a train station meeting a girl I don't recognise off the train. We chat for a bit before heading back to the house/pub. As I turn a corner I bump into someone. They drop their cigarettes and I drop mine (I don't smoke IWL). There is some confusion as we sort out who's is who's and then we carry on walking home. I make a note that I should really quit smoking, as I didn't really get cravings and now was as good a time as any. We then see a horrifying sight. The witch from left 4 dead is standing in the middle of the road to where we are going. I tell the girl not to go near it but she seems to be in a trance and walks straight over. The music plays and the witch cries just like in the game (which in hindsight I find pretty cool) and then she gets up and kills my friend. She then starts to run around like crazy so I run off. She begins chasing me, so I hide by jumping over a ledge and hanging on to a fence on the other side.

The witch gets as close to me as she can but does not cross the fence. I see an asian man called Bob or Rob or something and I say "Thank god, Rob will help me". He comes over and stops for a minute as he tries to work out how he can help. I tell him to hit the witch in the head and she'll fall to the ground. He hesitates but he does it and rescues me. I end up taking Rob back to the pub instead of the girl.

Once I'm back in the pub, everyone is now eating the free ice cream. I chose a really cheap and horrible flavour but everyone else is eating the fancy Ben & Jerry's. After I finish I go and get another tub, this time finding a nice one like everyone else has (I mean...it's free after all right?). One of my friends (black haired guy from socials) scalds me and says I am greedy. I feel kind of bad, but I didn't want everyone to steal all the nice flavours without me taking one either. The dream ends.

[8th March 2012]

8th March 2012

I am in my old house and for some reason I have an obsession with killing or hurting people. Whenever someone gets to my back door I have killed them and hidden their body. The dream picks up more later on, when I realise what I have done and once again find myself in trouble, and very worried.

I had another dream where I was doing a 4x4 challenge (driving a land rover across the countryside). We were driving across Britain, starting in John O' Groats in Scotland. While I was there I heard Scottish music and saw the hills... It was a beautiful sight and I'd like to return there in a LD to explore.

After I woke I napped for a little bit longer to try and get some more dreams to recall. I found myself in a lecture with my friends M and C. I was wondering why I could hear the lecturer's voice if I was asleep. I must be dreaming. I look at C's jacket as it is very vivid to me, and then I turn to look at M as well, hoping to stabilize the scene. Unfortunately I start to lose the scene, I try rubbing my hands but it is to no avail and I wake up.

[11th March 2012]

11th March 2012

I was on a cruise ship and I see a man I know, DAP. DAP is talking to one of my fellow students about something, I'm not exactly sure what it was now but I remember I didn't like it very much. I think DAP was telling us video games were bad or something. Everyone on the ship is waiting for some sort of performance to start, but it shows no sign of starting any time soon so I just get another drink.

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Later on I find myself helping someone do a stock delivery for Tesco (supermarket) as a favour. My job is to "turn on the third floor" however that works. So I go upstairs and fortunately there is someone who knows what they are doing to help me. However, half way through us unloading the stock there is some sort of sand cave-in in the corridor we were working it. The sand looks exactly like minecraft sand, and falls in a similar fashion. My friend JM is there digging with a diamond shovel, I can see my "inventory" and I only have an iron shovel. For some reason I choose not use it and proceed to punch the sand with my fist. I remember looking up and being concerned about a cave in, there was a lot of oddly floating sand up there.

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I don't remember the non lucid for this dream but I am in a forest and I find myself thinking that whatever situation sucks, this is really really boring. Wait a minute what am I doing here? I'm hit with full lucidity and complete awareness. I start to look around the forest and it's a very nice place. The dream seems stable enough, I start walking around to see what will happen. I remember iadr said something about moving fast and dangerous is useful in maintaining a dream and that's something I've been having trouble with, so I started running but I wasn't going as fast as I wanted to.

I tried to imagine a motorbike, and then I turned around and there was one. It was very old and fragile looking though, will this thing even move? I get on and start the engine, it is stuttering a lot. I twist my hand (that's how motorbikes work right?) and it starts wobbling onwards. Whatever I try it just won't go faster, eventually I go toppling off and hit the ground. I decide to carry on my journey by foot, and just see what I come across. I find a small slope, with a puddle at the bottom. The puddle seems awfully white to be water, and I'm reminded of the void. I decide this is as good as time as any to practice a scene change. I put my head in, at first I feel the cold wet water but then I'm instantly greeted with the void. I jump my whole body into nothingness, which was quite a squeeze as the puddle was very small.

The void is black this time, and I can see nothing and decide to stay there to be with my thoughts. However, I then see a white light and take it as my next scene so I pass through it. I find myself in some sort of large secure office building. There are gates all the way around the outside and there must be something secret hidden here. I start to wander around to see if I can find any DC's to talk to, when all of a sudden I see a very weird thing. I'm in a room with a very high wall, and a ledge at the top. It must be about 2 storeys high in total. Standing on the top of the ledge is a SQUIRTLE?!? This is pretty cool, I start to talk to the Squirtle. I ask him his name, he says his name is Squirtle. I ask him my name, he says my name is Tom (my name isn't Tom, I think the name came from Moonbeams husband, or 50 first dates' "Hi I'm Tom")

At this point 3 security guards approach me. Even though I'm lucid my dream instinct is to run away. I'm holding a small plush dull of a pikachu, which I guess represents the secret of this building, and the thing they were keeping so secure, is the fact they had pokemon. I get away and find myself on the top floor. It's more like a hotel up here. I walk in and find a girl I haven't seen for a long time, but used to quite fancy. I talk to her for a bit but it doesn't seem like she is too interested in me, darn.

The scene jumps and I find myself in the parking lot for the same building. I have to rescue the pikachu, it's really important! As I am heading to the gate, an alarm sounds. "God Dammit!". A police car pulls up and the cops come out after me. They have guns, so I guess I'm in America, but I do not fear them as it's only a dream. I start running away from them but they seem to get a good surround on me. I get caught and pinned to the ground. In one last ditch attempt I try to use logic to save me. "Tom, it's me buddy, it's Tom." Another cop was like "Tom, do you know this guy?". There is a little bit more discussion but eventually they let me go.

I want to leave the parking lot but I can see no easy way out. There are a lot of cast iron gates but I realise I could probably kick them down if I wanted to. I kick a few down with my infinite strength, but some of them just don't seem to budge. I start running towards the double doors that mean escape, and then I imagine them opening. Bingo! The doors slowly swing open. As I get closer the thought creeps into my head "Oh no I bet they will close right when I get to them". What a stupid thing to think! The doors slam shut and I am locked in the car park. Typical!

I remember that I wanted to fly again in a lucid so I decide to try and fly out. I find a suitable wall and try to imagine myself flying. I then try jumping but I just sort of float back down. I tried flapping my arms, putting an arm up like superman and even closing my eyes, I just couldn't do it. I was contemplating trying to merge through a wall to see if I could do it, when the scene changed itself.

I was on the ground floor of a building and I was with that girl again. I approach her and just outright kiss her. I don't think she really enjoyed it too much, which makes me feel a bit guilty, but at the same time I am confused because it's my dream so surely she must enjoy it. Then some guy comes up to me and goes "Hey I should be doing that". Oops, I guess she has a boyfriend. Then something weird happens, the boyfriend comes up and starts kissing me :| Ew no, I imagine him away and then I am kissing myself. What the hell! Oh I must be the girl. I kiss myself a bit longer and then imagine myself to be a guy again, and I go back to me.

We are now in the elevator and things start to get a bit steamy

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We are intimately kissing when I decide I want to have sex with her. The scene skips from the elevator to some sort of jet plane. There are tonnes of women on here dressed in bikinis and the pilot announces we're going to Australia. Cool, that sounds exotic! The plane takes off and I look out of the window and see a railway station. Lol, whatever, that's not what I'm here for. We start undressing each other and then we begin to have sex Doggy Style. I am cupping her breasts whilst we do it and suddenly things get weird again. For some reason, she decides the only way we can carry on is to stick a pencil in my ass. I'm not really comfortable with this, won't that hurt? Isn't it a bit weird? What the hell is wrong with this chick. But the pencil miraculously appears and I didn't want to stop so we just carried on. After we were going for about 5 minutes I woke up.

I fall asleep again at my laptop after watching a minecraft video. I imagine I'm playing single player and I get killed by creepers. As I'm gathering my stuff I see another guy playing on my map. What the hell, am I dreaming? I put my hand into the keyboard and all the keys bend around, allowing my hand to pass through. I remember my failed attempt at flying so I decide I will try again. I float up out of bed and do a few spins in the air, for some reason I see my bed and a street view separately as I'm spinning. I want to go outside so I try and fly through the wall. I close my eyes to brace for it but it seems every time I open them I'm back where I started and I haven't passed through. I wake up

[13th March 2012]

13th March 2012

WBTB with G/C (4mg + 350mg)

After 4 hours sleep I wake up and go back to bed. I managed to pass straight into a dream where I was in bed on my laptop, but unfortunately forgot what I was doing so I was not lucid. I was talking to my friend S on facebook chat and she is telling me about this new Minecraft mod, which I look up online. It is something to do with trees and vines although I'm not sure exactly what the point of it was. She then told me my housemate C says hello. C was not online on facebook so I assumed she wanted me to go and say hi. I leave my room and notice that D's door is open (a different housemate).

This isn't right...it's like 4am why would his door be open and light on. I go back into my room to think a little. Maybe I'm dreaming? I pinch my nose and I can still breathe through my left nostril...Hmmm....Still unconvinced, I try again and the same thing happens. The world seems so realistic I just assume that I wasn't doing the RC right, so I decide to do the finger through palm one instead. I push my finger and it goes straight through! Oh wow, I was dreaming. I had forgotten how convincing G could be. I take a look around trying to see what I could do in my room that I can't do IWL. I don't see much that appeals to me so I decide to try and go through a wall in the hopes of getting a new scene. However as I stare at the wall I get a little scared that it won't work, as I haven't been having the best success. I decide to abandon that idea and go and talk to D, maybe I can find out why his door was open, it could be a sign. However as I leave the room I have a false awakening.

I jot down what just happened in my DJ, which already has some other text on it even though I start a new page every day. I then find myself on my laptop again talking to S. She is telling me something about her dog, either it is it's birthday or it just died, I can't remember which. At this point I actually wake, and can't get back to sleep for the night.

As great as GM can be, I actually don't see a huge improvement compared to my regular lucids. I believe it gives me a better chance of actually becoming lucid, but the quality is no different. I don't think I'll buy any more after this runs out. I also think that I may be taking too much choline, so I will probably cut it in half next time I do supps, leaving me with 125mg from the C pill and 100mg from the GM.

As far as dreaming goes, I'm happy that I am becoming lucid much more often now, and I have already reached my goal for March so the rest of the month is a bonus

[16th March 2012]

Alcohol + WBTB

I was contemplating not drinking with my friends last night, from fear of 3 nights of bad recall. However, I still stand by my opinion that alcohol can be a valid LDS, and it gave me what I would describe as 10/10 lucidity (awareness) and 10/10 dream clarity. The same cannot be said for my control though, as per usual

16th March 2012

Attempting to WILD I feel myself falling asleep but get excited and my heart starts racing. That transition failed, but about 10 mins later I succeeded and fell asleep. I hear a knock at my door, it's my friend telling me to get up for swimming. I wish she'd go away, I know for a fact it isn't 11.30 yet and I don't have any recall (duh) so I want to sleep a little longer. She doesn't stop so I answer my door and nobody is there. Someone has spilled water on the floor outside my room and there is a towel on top of it. I guess that's what she was talking about.

I go back to my room and there is some mail on my bed. Hurray, I was expecting a delivery. But wait a minute what is all of this? I see two very large envelopes and lots of small ones. I try to read them but there is a lot of funny characters like japanese text. I manage to make out something about an invoice but that's all I'm getting. Oh wait a minute, my WILD must have worked. I pinch my nose and sure enough I'm still breathing. My immediate first instinct is to make sure I stabilize this dream so I actually have something decent to write about tomorrow.

I rub my hands and touch the walls, everything is amazingly clear and realistic, I'm liking this dream already. I decide my goals are to have a full conversation with a DC or to try and get to heaven (monthly meeting place). As I go to open my door I try to play a little trick like I did with the motorbike. I imagine there to be a white cat behind the door. I swing it open fully expecting the cat but am disappointed to see it's not there, and neither are any DC's. I head downstairs and suddenly hear a meow. Haha, what the hell SC? I see a small white cat (which actually looks more like a dog) before it quickly runs off through the cat-flap that we do not have.

I head downstairs into the kitchen but there is no furniture or appliances in here, it's just a really boring empty room. I start touching the walls and look out of the window to try and see the clouds (to aim for heaven). All I can see is blackness and rain hitting the window, it looks like a horrible day. Oh well, good job I'm lucid. I stroll out of the front door with no care for the pounding rain that is hitting the ground. The road outside is completely different to real life, it is very bumpy and seems to go up and down like a rollercoaster.

I choose to run to see how fast I can go in a dream, but I only seem to go as fast as I would IWL, except I don't get tired. This seems rather boring so I decide to jump like a triple jumper. This is much more fun but still not very fast. The rain has stopped now and I decide to give flying another go. This feels like kind of a big step as I am always a bit hit and miss with flying. At first effort I just jump and land straight back down. I then try to flap and other such silly actions. That works quite well but I don't get very far before landing again. I try to float and that is by far the most successful, as I start going straight up but I can't go forward. In the end I find some hybrid of floating and flapping and I manage a reasonable pace.

I see a bright cloud in the sky that I will imagine to be heaven, if I can get there then I believe I will see it. However I don't seem to be getting anywhere near despite flying. I try closing my eyes for a few seconds to see if I can teleport, but when I open them I see myself flying up ahead. This is very confusing, and when I think about it more I drop out of the sky and the copy of me disappears. I'm now by a busy road in CR and watching the traffic slowly move around a roundabout. There seems to be an abnormally large amount of lorries.

I try to imagine a lorry crashing into the big tree in the middle, as I think that it might be quite exciting, when I'm surprised to see it actually happens! The lorry jacknifes and the back part slams straight into the tree and crumples up a bit. I suddenly feel a small bit of guilt, that was someone's lorry that just broke because of me. I'll make it up to the driver if he presents himself in a dream. I float up again with the intention of getting to heaven, when I see my friend AT walking along the road casually. He looks extremely happy, and even though we aren't very close friends I am glad to see his DC looks cheerful. I am about to wave at him, but a wave just doesn't feel right so I smile at him. I try and make my smile represent that I am moving on to heaven, and I don't care because I am happy. He seems to understand, and smiles back. I then see a copy of him across the road walking straight towards him. This makes me nervous, I think I am reminded of anti matter. The two AT's high five and there is a loud noise (explosion, crash, or something else). Suddenly the copy turns into a different person SR. I am very confused by this but it is only a dream so I shrug it off.

I can't get any closer to my cloud so I land in search of something else to do in this dream. I walk to the side of the road and some truck driver gets in my way (karma I guess). I walk around the back of the truck when I start to see black. I realise the dream is ending and do everything I can to bring it back. It isn't working so my next idea is to try and get into the void. However, that also fails and I wake up. I do a RC for good measures and then start writing my journal.

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Morning nap:

I apply for early access to some sort of game and I get it. I'm not sure why but this seems to make me cool and popular. When I head to the place where I can get my game, I see my ex-girlfriend J. J does not look happy to see me at all. I don't have time to speak to her now, but I will go and say hi when I get another chance and apologise to her. I head to some tall glass building where I have to meet someone about the game. For some reason the deal goes sour and I end up blowing up the building. I have to jump a long way down to miss out some flights of stairs, so that I make in in time.

When I get out of the building J is there again, she saw what I just did and I think she is glad I am alive. We talk for a little bit, in which I apologise to her and she also apologises to me. I haven't seen her since we broke up and I have always felt guilty because of that. After a long conversation I find myself back in my room at university, packing to go home. I appear to have way too much stuff to fit in the car and I'm worried that it won't fit and Dad will be angry. J is back and along with my sister B they help me to pack my things which is very nice of them. I have a PSP or something and I show it to J, it must be the thing I got from that office building. She seems quite interested (even though she always hated it when I play games). Some time around here the dream ends.

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Fragment: I see the simpsons and they are in the car heading somewhere. Homer has booked a restaurant for them but is keeping it a surprise for Marge. I believe it was called "The Visage" (vi-zaaa-ge). Bart and Lisa keep giving away clues about where the restaurant is and Homer is shouting and getting angry. I'm not sure if this is an actual clip from an episode or just my imagination

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There is a lot of meaning for me in the non lucid dream. I have felt bad about breaking up with J as it was not exactly what you call smooth, although these things rarely are. Since I started lucid dreaming, I have always wanted to go back and make peace with her DC, in the hopes that she might see it in her dreams. I doubt I'll ever see her again, but I do care so I would like to hope the message can get through. I'm pretty sure there is more meaning there too although I can't put my finger on it right now

[18th March 2012]

Alcohol + natural WBTB

18th March 2012

The night started with a long dream, but after all the recall that came after it I can barely remember it. I'll do my best:

I am in a hotel and I am, once again, in trouble for something. As I am changing floors the elevator dies and I am stuck. I manage to climb out through the shaft and go somewhere else where I meet someone, he seems to be friendly. The guy is telling me the safest way to escape is to put razor blades in your mouth and pretend you are dead. I am a bit dubious, and when he tries it he starts screaming in pain. I think I'll give that one a miss... No more recall but according to my notes this was a "good dream"

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Fragment: I am staying in a caravan with my family. For some reason we have overstayed our welcome and the locals don't seem too friendly. We ask them to share some food and they refuse.

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Fragment: I make an alternative account on MM. For some reason it is all in Japanese characters, so even I can't understand the name.

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Fragment: It's the apocalypse. I am eating something (didn't write it down, sorry).

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Fragment: My friend C is telling that my assignment is due today. This makes me panic as I haven't even started it yet. Of course it wasn't true, dreams like to make me false panic.

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Fragment: The FBI are after someone (me?) and they go to visit some witnesses. They bought a selection of dogs to offer to them as a bribe.

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I am helping my friend C with her website. I keep telling her to use vim (a text editor) but she isn't listening. She keeps making stylesheets called things like "file.css" and then trying to link to them using "css.css", I am getting frustrated at helping her with these little things. Not only are they stupid names but she is then using a different stupid name so it won't work. I am surprises I was even able to use vim in a dream

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I am in my hometown with M when I realise the scene is a little strange. I stand still and become lucid. I look around and see a beautiful dark blue nights sky, I don't recall if I saw the moon or not. I know M is quite interested in my lucid dreams, so I stop him and say "Hey...this is a lucid dream and you are in it." He says he doesn't believe me, so I say "Watch this". I try to fly but fail, M does not look impressed. I then see a garbage truck coming so I lie down in the middle of the road in front of it. It passes over me, I feel my body squeeze but there is no pain, it is an unusual sensation. Before I can do anything, M then walks out in the middle of the road. I scream "NOOOOOOOO" but it is too late. The truck hits him at full force and blood sprays everywhere. His body flies off to the side of the road.

I quickly run over and he is in a horrible mess. His arms and legs are both bent on themselves where they have broken, and he is bleeding from all over his body. I tell him not to worry because I can heal him, but he keeps wriggling making it difficult. At this point, our mutual friend J walks out of the nearby house. He looks like a zombie, and I am worried he will try to convert M to a zombie, but instead he vomits blood on top of him and then starts laughing. I am getting pretty pissed off, so I take M inside so I can heal him in privacy. When I open the door there is a load of people fussing over trying to help me, but one DC leads me to a bathroom and lets me lock us in so that nobody can disturb.

I inspect the damage again, and he is a right mess. I start to wonder if I will even be able to heal him, I'm not sure which "trick" to use. I look down his body and I suddenly notice that he has a very feminine butt. I think for a second... well, might as well try it. I stare at the butt and try to imagine it being attached to a normal woman instead. I look back up, and there I am with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She is staring straight into my eyes. I don't want to force anything on her, so instead I try to imagine her wanting me, and surprise surprise, she leans over and starts kissing me.

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I then decide that I want her to give me a blowjob, and sure enough it just happens without me saying anything. Although I can feel it, I cannot look down and see her no matter how hard I try, which is a shame as I wanted to watch. This goes on for a while, and the scene changes back and forth between this and sex. I then become an observer and see myself with this girl. She is moaning and I look down to our lower half's, hoping to see me fingering her but we are still having sex, even better! I wake shortly after.

My recall appears to be improving, and I welcome this change. I seem to be remembering less details, but more dreams, so hopefully I can pick up on more DS and become lucid more often, we will see

Just had a quick nap (10 mins at most):

I wake up and see my friends Jack and Jamie. Jack is talking about something, but I'm not really listening. I say hi to Jamie, as he is the boyfriend of a girl I used to live with so we rarely see each other. He says "Oh hi you alright, was wondering when you'd say hello". Wait a minute...why is Jamie here? I get up and say to Jack "but where is Jim?" (what's with all these J's). Jim is another friend IWL, I think Jack was talking about him before I got lucid. I try to imagine Jamie turning into Jim, he gets taller but his face doesn't change. The dream goes unstable and I start to feel my real body breathing. I wake

[23rd March 2012]

23rd March 2012

Much to Moonbeam's envy, I was dreaming that I was teaching a celebrity (not sure if they are real) to Lucid Dream, as well as my best friend and my sister. Due to the nature of this dream, I was lucid pretty much the entire time without effort It's worth noting that I wouldn't consider myself fully lucid on the spectrum, but I was definitely aware it was a dream, and did some things that I can only do in dreams, so it still counts. This dream seemed to last a long long time, several days in Dream Time and I would guess at least an hour IRL (but that could be wrong).

The four of us enter the "dream" and I am teaching them how to "play". We each conjure a house, and we can only get into each others houses by falling asleep and entering them in a dream. My house got off to a great start, and I had lot's of groceries in my back garden. The idea was to try and collect these groceries, but I was enchanting penguins to do it for me. I made a point about this to the celebrity, teaching him that there is always an easy way in a Lucid Dream.

After a while it is time to spend the groceries (I guess they are currency) and I build some rollercoasters. I can only distinctly remember one, it had a corkscrew at the end and one car was waiting at the end of the corkscrew for another car to nudge it free. Then there was a loop the loop before they returned to the station. It was bright yellow. My sister flew over to come and look at the rollercoaster, we reminisced on how we went to theme parks as kids, and how the ride called "Corkscrew" in Alton Towers is no longer running I took a brief look at her rollercoaster, but it wasn't very impressive. I'm not even sure if it worked. It was red.

At some point my Dad slipped into the dream, and I was explaining to him why we used groceries as currency. It was something to do with penguins liking groceries and they are easy to sell when I get rid of them. He didn't seem impressed, until I cashed out all my stock and had millions.

Then the dream changed slightly, and the 4 of us are back together and not doing much. It is time to teach them about moving fast and flying and stuff. I am apparently sonic the hedgehog, and there are coins scattered all over the place that would be impossible to reach IWL. I get most of them with ease, it just involves a lot of super fast sprinting, however there is one that is very high up a completely vertical wall. I don't know about this man. I haven't climbed up a wall before, but I think to myself "Well, as long as I believe I can do it then I can." Unfortunately, I had a bit of self doubt, and just as I turned horizontally I felt myself drop to the floor.

My best friend, M, started laughing at me at this point. He said something like "Oh you think you're the Queen Bee of Lucid Dreaming but you can't even walk up a wall. Hahahaha" I tell him to shut up and believe I conjure him out of the dream, so that was payback Although there was much more in the dream, I don't remember anything else until I am done training the celebrity. I am then talking to him on some sort of chat room and he is thanking me for everything I did for him. However, while I'm in this chat room I see someone mention Silver, the name of someone I used to talk to on IRC way back when. I question them if they know her, and apparently she is married to her. I ask this girl to say hi from me and she says she will. I wake.

Once again I'd like to stress that I wasn't fully lucid in this dream, but particularly in the Dream-within-Dream I was most definitely more lucid there. Back to bed now, maybe more results later!

[30th March 2012]

30th March 2012
Crazy night of SP and dreaming, lets start from the beginning.

I was attempting to WILD after only about 3 hours sleep. I lay on my side which is most comfortable for me and let my body relax. After a while, I felt much more relaxed than I normally do during a WILD attempt. My legs were completely dead (although I didn't risk moving them) but I had to move my right arm a few times to scratch my face. Anyway, after a while I started to have very faint HI, no images but just shapes...mainly a purple pool expanding and contracting in size. I suddenly realised that this was probably going to work, so I just relaxed and waited for the dream.

After a while I was still in my bed, but wasn't aware of what I'd be doing for the last x minutes. So I realised I was probably dreaming and tried to get out of bed. Stuck...hmmm. I wasn't sure if I was still awake and just paralysed, or if this was a dream trying to convince me. I've heard about a lot of people (mainly DrTech) doing a roll instead of trying to stand straight up, so I tried that. I rolled straight into my wall...goddammit wrong way. This was probably the most lucid I got, although I wouldn't count it for too much. Now if only I could remember that thing he did...what was it, rotate your arms to make a portal or something? I faffed around a bit and made a complete fool of myself, before losing the partial lucidity and going back to my WILD attempt (still asleep).

Later on I have the same problem, I can't move...I roll the other way and crash into my bedside table. Oh god, I can hear it tipping. No wait, that's the bed. My bed tips over and crashes into the table. I am on the floor and I can't move. I get really worried that I might have woken someone up. I look around and see two tango bottles where my bad used to be. Mmmm I am thirsty. I have a flashback of getting the two bottles out of the fridge.

Really confused at this point, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or if it's some trippy HI or what. Maybe I was lucid, but who knows. I start to hear some weird things, a news report being read by someone who sounds like me (probably is me). There is background music playing to this news report too "Gangster's paradise". The report is saying something about a hacking. I am really enjoying this experience, not sure if i'm dreaming but it is very cool.

I get lucid again and I'm lying down unable to move. I still have my earplugs in. I start to hear music, it's "Face Down" by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Oh shit is that my alarm, I really need to wake up I have an assignment due so I can't miss getting up. I pull out my earplugs and force myself to wake up. 6:00am, no alarm has gone off...Bugger >:(