Mortal Mist

[Accounting Class]

Finally I have a Lucid dream to call my own   
I would never have guessed that accounting would be the reason for my first proper Lucid dream


Accounting Class
I am sitting in a classroom at my old school (Near the back against the "East" wall), taking an accounting test. I write all the answers in a blank exercise book but for some reason leave lots of pages open between questions. This leaves me trying to cram the last question onto the back page. When I'm about 3/4 done with the question I decide to stop writing because I've had enough of the whole test.
My old accounting teacher now hands out fold-out pamphlets that have something to do with accontancy to everyone before the class ends. I feel slightly depressed about the glorified optimism of life the paphlet is trying to promote in comparrison to my own perspective of life. As I get up to leave M, who was sitting on my left, says something to me which makes me feel much better because she usually ignores me and I am excited about speaking to her. Now halfway to the door I suddenly realize that I am dreaming [An internal sense, with no dream signs or logical conclusions]. M is ahead of me now and has changed into a short asian girl. I turn her around and hug her with the intention of stealing a kiss. I change my mind though, and instead focus of turning her back to into M (which works but feels unstable) and picking her off her feet I twirl her around as I feel like dancing.
Forgetting about everyone else I walk into the corridor with the idea of flying away [The corridor is on the second level looking out on a narrow courtyard below] . I notice that the dream feels a little bland (non-vivid) and remebering some advice from EWOLD I listen to the sounds around me to ground myself more firmly in the dream. I can hear people chattering in the corridor behind me, so feeling satisfied I now focus on rubbing my hands together to highten my sense of touch. I notice that I can't feel the weight of my feet on the ground and walking around does not improve this. I decide it isn't that important and on an impulse I grab a set of keys from the classroom door (thinking I can morph them into something else later on).
I take a short running jump to get myself airborn but find all it accomplishes is getting me stuck, suspended, in midair [I think this has something to do with not feeling my feet] . Feeling elated about my first proper lucid I wonder if I can wake myself up... and do so.

Now I'm wondering, what lucid challenges have I accomplished with this? I guess its a Morph-person but I don't think the flying quite worked and I wasn't really paying attention to what my hands actually looked like.
Also... does the blue/red/teal colour scheme work or would the lucid segments look better with something else?

[Baby Cruise :]

An anglepoise lamp by any chance?

No, more like an old victorian streetlamp.

That sounds fun!

It would have been even more rewarding if I could have managed to redirect one of the grenades to my assailant though. In the game that inspired the dream you can actually coax the large attack robots into blowing themselves up with their own grenades.


Baby Cruise :
I am watching as the couple from "Fawlty Towers" (an old british show) are prepairing to go on a holiday trip. Sybil is upset about them being late because they haven't got everything packed and sorted on time and is blaming it on Basil. They soon manage to leave, driving along a stretch of raod that runs beside a lake and has a lot of trees growing its other side. They arrive at a small wharf festooned with decorative banners but no ship or ferry moored to it and in the distance one can be seen moving ever further away. Sybil now begs two official looking burly men on the wharf if they can make the ferry turn around but in the end she must jump into the lake to catch up with it.
Once on board I notice there are a lot of babies on this cruise which probably has something to do with the strange baby competitions being held in which they compete against each other in various games. Something doesn't feel right about all of this to me though, and I suspect the captain (who appears to be a batlike creature when I catch a glimpse of him) has darker plans for the trip which involves the children.

Hairstyles:
I am walking along a library or shop when I meet two old school friends standing at the entrance of two rows of shelves (the contents of which are obscured to me). I note to B that his hair looks differant from when I last saw him, somewhat longer and lankier. [I actually ran into him last week] On closer inspection I see his black hair also contains purple streaks. Looking over at K who is wearing a beehive powdered wig I become a bit confused and stopping their conversation I ask her, "Can you tell me if I am dreaming?"
"Yes, you are" is her reply. I feel a strange humming sensation in my head as I try to take in my surrondings with this new awareness. I find that I am now running or being dragged towards the wall on the opposite end of the shelves (which has an orangy colour to it) and realize that the dream is starting to deteriorate. I think (almost shouting) to myself that I don't want it to end so soon [As if I'm imploring my subconsious to let me stay just a few minutes longer] but when I hear the sound of the AC unit in my room I know that I am already awake.

A shame to get dragged out of my dream like that, but my DJ shows that at least the interval between these lucid moments is getting shorter (I had one on the 18th and 28th of last month as well).

[(12 July) Conjuration Lucid]

Hmmm, its only been 3 months since my last post... at this rate I might even become a frequent member someday (that is if life would stop interfering with things for a change)

So anyway, heres a Lucid I had a while back that I felt like sharing

(12 July) Conjuration Lucid
I am in a room looking at a daily study roster pinned up beside the door leading to the rest of the house when I hear my father talking to my elder sister on the other side. I eveasdrop for a bit before opening the door and greeting him. He asks me how I am and I point out that there is a crab with a large scythe-like claw on the ceiling hacking away at a patch of loose plaster. I then notice my mother's dog walking past it on the ceiling and realize I must be dreaming.
Forgetting about my father I jump upwards, inverting myself, so that I am now standing on the ceiling. I make a move to chase the crab away and it rushes towards me so I try to imagine that I am holding a broom in my right hand to poke it with [I had my arm streched out behind me so that I could not see it, which is why I thought this might work] , but this doesn't work so I jump at it instead to try and stomp on it. When I look up at my surroundings again I see that I am standing on a landing (on the floor) next to some wooden railings. I decide to focus my attention on conjuring a ball so I bring my hands together in a ball-holding gesture while humming "ball" and as I do so a red rubber ball slowly materializes in my hands. I throw it down the hall and watch it bounce away.
I now turn around and exit out of a window onto the rooftop of the house and admire the scenery (a fair bit of it being more roof, sloping away and obscuring the horizon). Thinking of something to do I decide that I would like a bow to shoot with so I hold my left hand as if I were holding a bow and hum "bow" and again it materializes in my hand. I spot a moose standing on a patch of grass level with the bit of rooftop I am on and draw back to fire at it when my sister throws her arms around it and tells me not to shoot at it, so I relax the bowstring. Wondering what I could shoot at without feeling guilty I attempt to conjure a T-Rex in a similar manner as before but this does not work [I got a vague glimpse of it but it wouldn't stabalize]. Next I imagine a mechanical rig for a moving dummy wolf and find one standing nearby, except there appears to be a real dead wolf on it instead. Lastly I decide on a simple target board and find one further on but it is already shot full of holes. I try fixing it by passing my hand over it but in order to do so properly from where I am standing I have to close one eye. Thinking about how this will affect my vision within the dream causes me to think about my pysical sleeping body and I wake up.

[System Shock]

Forgot to post yesterday's dreams. Also my first lucid in two months (the last one was pretty short too, but every taste of lucidity is worth it)


System Shock
I am playing a fame of System Shock in which my surroundings are a a clausterphobic maze of sci-fi like passages and rooms that continue seemingly without end. At the moment I am not carrying any weapons, which makes me alert and uneasy about running into anything hostile.
Around one of the corners ahead I am spotted by a cyborg drone which starts to head in my general direction. There is a mine lying nearby so I pick it up, activate it, and throw it towards the cyborg. It misses and lands behind the cyborg but fortunatly for me it turns around and heads back, setting off the mine and killing itself.
I go over to the cyborg and am elated to find a pistol of some sort on its corpse but it is a short lived feeling as a hopping turret robot appears down the corridor behind me. I automatically react by firing the pistol at it, emptying the clip in the process. It crumples to the floor but another robot has taken its place so I run away praying that I will find more ammo lying around. Luck is on my side and I find another clip for my weapon, which I use to destroy the robot as it closes in on me.
I now have some time to take in my surroundings without feeling rushed. I notice that I am in a connecting bridge that overlooks a courtyard of sorts, which occupies an area of about three stories in height. Looking down at its ground level I spot a variety of robots (some looking like flying spheres) entering and exiting by the corridors branching off from the larger space. The overall level of activity makes me feel a little worried.

Alien
I am on a spaceship that is being evacuated, running towards its escape pods. I can feel that there are other people (or things) behind me running in the same direction as well. When I reach the escape pods I am confronted by a xenomorph which attacks me. I react quickly to the threat and kill it but sustain a wound to my shoulder in the process. I am relieved to still be alive but reflect that I won't be able to survive any additional hostile encounters.

Hovering over an Island
I am slowly rising up through the air at the top of a hill on a small island. It is located at the southern tip of the island a a path gradually decends along a notheasterly heading. I can not see all the detail of it's northern side and don't notice any vegetation but try to imagine what a topographical map of it would look like.
I suddenly get a strange feeling that I might be looking at someone elese's dreamscape and Mario's name pops into my mind.[This one technically counts as a nautical tag but the surrounding ocean didn't really imprint itself on my mind (I suffer from occasional pedantic tendancies )]

Lucid at Old Home
I am at the house where I previously lived, walking past the T.V room with our pet husky at my side. I remember that she is dead IWL and gain lucidity as a result. I notice my mother and younger sister sitting on the couch in the T.V room so I test my control over the dream by pointing at them and saying "Disapper". They disappear and I continue on my way out the front door intent on trying out a bit of flying. I take a small jump into the air but as I start to rise I wake up.