** Baby steps by bluebird **

[bluebird]

No motivation recently. Cool dreams last night though.

25th February 2014

Fragment: Someone is teaching me all about some form of martial arts (ju jitsu I think). The idea of it is to predict your opponent's moves, and instead of trying to win the fight using force or skill, it is more like a mental game of anticipating the move they will do and performing a reasonable counter or dodge.

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I have a dream where I am Dawn French acting as the Vicar of Diblay. I am in a field somewhere in a kind of basket, which I don't realise immediately but it is the base of a hot air balloon. I complain that the top is not full enough, and as I say that it starts floating upwards. I get a little scared at first but then I realise that it is a hot air balloon so this is probably normal. As I am flying along, I suddenly notice a giant orange octopus floating in the sky above me. I think at the time I call it Cthulu, and I am not scared by it but I am just impressed by what I see. He seems to be controlling the wind currents, and has some form of influence over where the hot air balloon is travelling.

[Shellidfl]

Aw.  I haven't seen the Vicar of Diblay for so long.  I so love British comedies.  One of my favs was Red Dwarf...

[Rhapsode]

Your dream martial art sounds like the combat system from Batman: Arkham Asylum or the Assassin's Creed series, where it's all about the counters. I've slain many a renaissance era guard with a well-timed dodge and stab-in-the-gut. 

[bluebird]

Haven't really been bothering much recently, but thought I'd post this dream because it was quite good.

9th March 2014

I am on a train with my grandparents and we're going on holiday. My plan is to travel around Asia a bit, and I get the impression that they are going somewhere else but we start off on the same journey. I take a look at my rail map and realise I've accidentally got a European one, which is a bit annoying but I can always change it at the next station. At this point the ticket inspector comes asking for tickets and I give her mine (London -> Paris).

The scene changes and suddenly we're on a ferry. I take a look around and start meeting people, it seems like the ferry is full mostly of extremely pretentious people. As I am walking around I notice Morgan Freeman sitting down on some chairs alone staring directly at me trying to make eye contact. I also notice another man not too far away from him scanning the area. I get the impression that Morgan wants to help me but doesn't want to be seen by the other guy. I sit down opposite from him and we have a sort of telepathic conversation, in which I tell him that we're being watched. He says he will help me but he can't right now, and I leave.

After exploring the ship some more, I find myself lost in the lower-class section. Here there is some big barn style rooms full of children who are being made to sing and dance, possibly rehearsing for some sort of performance for the upper-class guests. I walk through the crowd and out of the door then the children all start to follow me. I try to coerce them back into the barn as their (teachers?) are watching. There is a bit of a commotion and I run away.

I find myself inside the ship and I am at a massive stage listening to some live music. The music is really good, but again I am surrounded by people I don't really like. Half way through the show we are given Burger King orders that we apparently made earlier. Everyone gets their chips (fries) and drink, and then a man starts handing out the burgers. I can't remember what I ordered but assume it must have been a double cheeseburger. I get my burger and start eating it, but for some reason I get the impression that we all ordered two burgers. I don't see another double cheeseburger on the way which makes me angry, but when I look down at my tray I have a double egg and sausage McMuffin, so I suppose this will do instead as I couldn't possibly eat any more food.

Suddenly I go into third person perspective and I'm viewing myself from above. A woman in a blue dress comes over to me, and I can tell she is nothing but trouble. She does something to make my food disappear, and I suddenly get really angry. I try to get away from her but then she pushes a really stocky guy, and when he turns around she points at me as if I did it. I run away to avoid any sort of conflict. I find my friends and tell them what happened, including the fact that I went out of body, which for some reason doesn't strike me as odd at the time.

I go outside the concert and find another stage being set up in another room. This seems like a much better idea and there are less people here, so I ask someone how long it will be until it's ready and they say 1:10am or something like that. I decide to go back into the other room until this stage is ready, however when I get there the party seems to have died down. The music is pretty much stopped and the dance floor area is sealed off. I notice a load of fireworks boxes on the floor by the stage, and wonder if they have already been set off or not, because it would be pretty cool to see them if they are going to be happening later.

Suddenly the scene changes and I find myself in a green field in my current town. I realise that I must have been dreaming and suddenly I'm no longer angry from all the bad things that happened in the dream so far. I am next to one of my friends and he seems to be pretty clued into the fact that this is a dream also, as he asks me if I want to go flying. I tell him I certainly do, and we link hands and take off. Once we get quite high, we start spinning around in a circle together, much like you would see skydivers doing. We approach a big hill which I want to fly up to the top of, but he tells me he wants to crash into the sea.

I trust that he knows what's going to be fun in this lucid, so I agree with him and we go hurtling down towards the ocean. We hit the water with a splash, and start swimming around. I notice that the water is extremely thick with sand, even though we are in a deep part. I decide to play a joke on my friend by shouting "SHARK!" and pointing behind him, however I didn't think to consider that in a dream this might actually conjure a shark. Of course, it did, and suddenly we spot a black fin heading straight in our direction. My friend swims away, but I decide to fight the shark instead.

I grab the shark by its tail, and start wrestling with it. I take good care not to let its teeth get too close to me. Eventually I get a good hold of the shark and seem to be able to control it quite well. I get out of the water and start standing on top of it, making a note of how easy it is to walk on this sandy water. I pull the shark out, and notice that the top half of its body is smeared with blood. I swing it around by the tail in circles, before releasing it and sending it flying off into the distance.

[Shellidfl]

Morgan Freeman really is everywhere!  I had him in one of my dreams not that long ago...

[Eithman]

Hahaha, fist fighting a shark. Thats awesome. 

[bluebird]

Another dream worth noting. I played about with body proportions and it was really quite interesting. Not LD'ing much at the moment, but at least my university work is going well. Anyway, enjoy:

3rd May 2014

I am in the most realistic zombie style dream I've ever had, where I seem to be switching between being frightened for my life, and realising it must be a dream and achieving lucidity. This seemed to alternate whenever the next "wave" of zombies would invade and I'd go into attack mode. Me and another guy seem to be doing a good job of killing the zombie, he bicycle kicks one in the head and eventually we clear up all the ones which got into the room we are in, which is some sort of underground sewer system. I notice there are now more people with us who I didn't see before, so I question them to find out if I can trust them and they seem ok.

Later in the dream, I am lucid again and I go exploring on my own. After a brief period which I don't recall, I find myself fighting against an evil being who slightly resembles Darth Vader. I have a lot more powers than I'm usually able to accomplish in my dreams, but he still seems strong so I have to be tactical about the battle. As he goes to attack me I am altering my physical body and shape-shifting to dodge his blows. He seemed to have the power to go invisible and turn to smoke, then shoot off somewhere and reform from the smoke. Eventually, as I am distorting my body I realise that I'm not stopping. I can't remember if it was intentional or not, but I managed to stretch my body out to a point where it simply stopped existing. I didn't have eyes or anything else, but I could see every corner and angle of the whole room, as if I was omnipotent. It was a really strange perspective, and quite enjoyable, but it did not last long.

[Shellidfl]

Even if you are not trying that much, your lucids still end up awesome, bluebird!

[alwayslearning]

Gogo Bluebird! 

[Vex]

Very cool. I've had, I think it's two dreams, where I had omnidirectional vision. And yeah, it does feel godlike. It didn't last very long for me either. Wonder what it'd be like to go through an entire dream with that pov.

[bluebird]

I've actually had at least one more lucid dream like the previous, from what I can recall one of them was a WILD where my body started vibrating then eventually dissolved away and I became a flat rectangular plane lying on the bed. When I realised I was dreaming I was able to tilt and turn, altering my perspective in really cool ways. I'll add it to the dream counter but I can't recall much more than that.

9th August 2014

First time drinking in a while, first lucid dreams in a while. Seems whenever I don't put effort in my lucids always seem to get sexual :S I think I need some more goals.

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I am in a kitchen dreaming and masturbating, with not much control over my actions. An attractive woman comes over and helps me finish then cleans up after me. This sends me on some sex-crazy-dream-rampage where every door I find summons a different woman behind it. At one point the dream becomes very clear and I wonder about whether or not dream worlds can be considered as "real", and whether this would be awkward for the other people I am summoning into my dreams. That knocks me out of it a bit, and I start to feel a bit more awake. I struggle to hold on to the dream whilst still having sex, and I hope to try and climax in both. I lose control of the dream, and recall nothing else from the night.

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I have another dream where I am in the artistic but rough part of the city, and three kids are playing about with a wine bottle. They set it on fire and I realise it's a molotov cocktail. One of them says "Where should I throw it?" and another replies with "Anywhere, it doesn't matter". I decide to keep watching so I can be a witness if I need to call the police, and then the kid throws it straight up into the air and they all run away.

I try to call the police but my phone keeps messing up, and then it tells me I don't have enough balance. Eventually I get through but they put me on hold and I start getting frustrated. Later on in the dream a policeman has arrived and I'm talking to him about it but he tells me he doesn't care because he has more important things to do.

[bluebird]

10th August 2014

I am on a ship with a lot of people who have invented some sort of device that is wanted by the government. They have come on board and stolen it from us, and it's been hidden away somewhere on a lower deck, which is surrounded and guarded by police. A few of our guys have attempted to sneak in and get it back, but that hasn't ended well. I suggested being a bit more friendly with them, to try and use cunning to get it back.

First of all we jokingly go down, with gifts of fruit etc... The police know exactly what we're doing, and we know that they know, but everyone keeps up the pleasant pretences. I use this tactic for a while to get some intelligence and figure out a plan of action. We try a few things which are unsuccessful, and I start to wonder if it's even possible to get this thing back. We know that there are two elevators at the back of the deck they are guarding, and we think that the device is stored in a basement down one of those.

Suddenly, there is a big commotion and it looks like the guy who was leading us earlier has been captured by the police. They have all flocked towards him and there is sirens and guns everywhere. I notice that pretty much all of the police have run over, so I seize this opportunity and run out on deck to circle around, and then get into the back elevator. I see an action replay of this, which shows me circle around just as a army platoon were circulating the other way out on to deck. I realise how lucky I was to have timed that perfectly and avoid being caught.

I sit in the front corner of the elevator, my plan being to wait for someone to use it and sneak down with them. However, the doors close automatically which I am certain has blown my cover, so I just hit the basement button and hope for the best. When I get to the bottom, I am in a small square room with no windows or doors. I notice some patches on the wall and realise one of them is a hologram so I dive through it. I keep running and find another similar room, with the "device" inside. I see another fake wall, and outside is the fresh air, where I see a giant helicopter which looks kind of like a transformer, fighting with the ship.

At this point, I realise that the device is an attachment for a gun that charges it up and makes it superpowered, so I attach it and jump through the portal to the outside. I start firing big red and blue laser blaster shots (like star wars) towards the helicopter. Eventually I take it down and I think the ship is saved.

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I'm in work and there is a man and a woman trying to talk to my team about new things we should be doing. Nobody is really listening and they are all being rude and talking over the man and the woman. I get the feeling that whatever they are saying is disliked or not important. Frustration is building up in the man, and eventually he snaps and tells us that they are letting people go, which I guess is the point they were trying to get to the whole time. Everyone gets really angry and causes an uproar, as we know these people have just been hired and now they are trying to fire some other people.

A little bit later, we seem to still have our jobs but the company seems to be being run by Google management. They keep telling us to change things or do things differently. At one point they sent up a computer at the end of the row with two webcams to monitor us. Then my actual manager starts showing us a logic puzzle which involves picking a name out of a hat, which is pretty cool, and he shows us a trick to do it with your mouth  () which will impress the Google guys.

[bluebird]

13th August 2014

I'm in a dream where I am going on holiday to somewhere quite far away. I'm quite excited because I've never gotten a long-haul flight before and I'm looking forward to the journey. I'm on the first plane which apparently has to layover at London Paddington. For some reason at the time I failed to realise that not only is London just an hour away in the car, but also Paddington is a train station not an airport.

Regardless, we get there and the plane approaches the runway to land. The plane gets lower and lower as we fly over the runway but it hasn't touched down yet. Someone tells me that this is the longest runway in the world and I think they're right! As we are about to land a cyclist is riding the opposite way up the runway, and I wonder if they are in any danger or not as they squeeze past us.

Later on, I am in the second plane flying to unknown-far-away-place. I notice that there are at least 5 seats in every aisle, which makes a massive difference to the 2 aisles of 3 seats I'm used to on low cost planes. I get really excited about the holiday, and manage to wake myself up.

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Fragment: My friend is asking me for relationship advice as he likes a mutual friend of ours. I tell him it's probably not a good idea because the girl has been with quite a few of our friends already, but I get the impression that he doesn't really take my advice on board.

[bluebird]

I had one of my best lucids in a long long time tonight. Total control and (for most of it) total clarity too. It lasted quite a long time, and I'm pretty sure it was during my longest REM cycle of the night.

25th August 2014

I have a dream where some friends of mine both old and new are playing in some sort of band. My friend Nick starts playing a crazy instrument that looks kind of like an Oboe with strings. I find it a bit weird that I never knew he could play that, but then I wake up.

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I lie awake in bed for quite a while trying to get back to sleep, until eventually I notice that I've been awake for well over 30 minutes and should attempt a WILD. I lie down on my back (not my regular sleeping position) and let my body slowly fall asleep. While I am trying to fall asleep I hear all sorts of unpleasant noises, which I knew at the time were just audio hallucinations. It doesn't take too long before I notice that all the background noise has stopped, and I must be dreaming. A quick pinch of my nose reveals that I can still breathe through it, so I am in a dream but so far there is no vision at all. I wait patiently for a scene to materialise, and slowly but surely I start to make out my fuzzy bedroom.

I spend a good few minutes trying to get out of bed, but my motor skills are terrible at this point and I don't manage it. I start to get worried that I'm going to lose the lucid dream, but I just keep focussing on the fact that I am dreaming and wait for the situation to improve. Eventually, I'm in a different scene entirely, fully lucid and able to move. I haven't decided what I want to do yet, but for some reason it seems like a good idea to run outside. I run out, initially with the intention of flying but instead when I get outside I decide I'm going to sing as loud as I possibly can. I let out three croaky notes, which is enough to make me realise that I am an even worse dream singer than waking one.

The scene changes again and I find myself in some sort of American college with a load of fraternity guys around me. They are getting on my nerves a bit, and one of them decides to pick on me for having a garden with nice plants. I tell myself I don't have to put up with this in my dreams, and start a fight with them. I'm able to hold my own but it's clear they have the advantage and I choose to run away.

I enter a house and head upstairs, spotting a window that shows me a good view of the setting sun. It's perfect dream flying conditions, so I start floating in the room and head straight towards the window. I expect to crash through it, but instead I pass straight through without feeling it. The view is magnificent, and I'm flying only a few hundred meters above the ground. I remember that I've never been able to fly very fast in a dream, but I want to try it now. I stare out in to the horizon and put all my effort into going forward quicker than usual. It doesn't really help, so I try to encourage myself by humming the Superman theme tune. It works perfectly, and now I'm soaring through the air above a cityscape that vaguely represents London.

I get to Buckingham Palace and decide that while I'm Superman I might as well save the Queen from some danger. I get there and try to imagine her in trouble, but all I see is the queen briefly flying through the air also and then she goes out of sight. I figure that she doesn't need help any more, and I land and start exploring a nearby building. There is a brief period in the dream where I go around chasing dream girls and having sex with some of them and getting rejected by others. I then find myself in an elevator with some people, and I'm not sure if it is stuck or just not moving very fast, but we end up in deep conversation for a long time. I haven't attempted to tell a DC I'm dreaming before, so I figure I'll drop the news on these people and see how they react. When I tell them they are dreaming, there is a brief second of wide-eyed amazement as they all consider the possibility. Immediately after, a couple of them come up with the standard "I can't possibly be", so I teach them various RC's to prove it to them.

Later on, I head back to the campus and I'm walking around when I see a girl I used to go to school with. I try to stop her to say hello, but she starts walking even quicker and blatantly ignores me. I let her go but decide that I want to move fast too, and start jogging in the other direction. It feels pretty nice with the wind blowing against me, jogging in a dream, but surprisingly I get tired really quick and find myself not enjoying it any more.

I decide that everything I've been through is enough "training" to go back and kick the asses of the fraternity guys, so I go and find them again and call them out for being complete dicks earlier. They laugh about it, and then tell me I'm a fool and come over to attack me. We have a big fight, and I'm acting kind of like Jackie Chan where he knocks out one guy and the next one immediately comes over. I easily win like this, and I'm surprised that they didn't try and fight dirty and all attack me at once.

After the fight I go back inside my house, but something seems a little wrong. I head upstairs and momentarily get x-ray vision and see a man with 2 guns behind a wall. He is circling round towards me, so I decide to go the other way and sneak up behind him. I throw a chair against the wall as a distraction, and then run towards him and disarm him. We fight a little bit, and then I think I'm getting the better of him but then he suddenly reveals a third gun and tries to shoot me. I can't remember how the battle ends, maybe he killed me...

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I have a separate lucid dream later in the night, where I am on some sort of pirate ship and I'm in a battle with Captain Jack Sparrow and his crew. We manage to sink their ship, and suddenly I go out of body to watch the ship go down cinematic style. I see Captain Jack floating on the surface treading water, and I'm amazed because I am a complete failure when it comes to swimming. I remind myself that he's a pirate and probably has a lot of practice swimming, so I shouldn't feel too bad about it.

[Shellidfl]

What a great couple of sequences there, bluebird!

I love how you think you need to save the Queen!  You and James Bond!   And great idea to fly faster by getting you SC think about Superman and humming the theme!

The fighting - you should read iadr's DJ from yesterday - he went Jackie Chan on someone as well!