N + Hup-A + LT

Another lousy night. The only thing interesting about this one is the beginning and end.

Trying to Get Some Quiet (DILD)

I am in a rather large and modern apartment. A few people are dispersing to their bedrooms. I head over to a couch to try to relax and LD. One woman is just coming out of yet another bedroom. She looks very much like Marilyn Monroe. I quickly advise her that she really needs to go back to bed so I can carry on with my business of lucid dreaming. She is a bit taken back by this and points out that it's already 5:00 am and pretty much time to get up. But I over power her in the discussion and she relents, heading back to her room and closing the door. I get comfortable on the couch and try to relax and LD.

I next find myself on a road very similar to school street where I live. Basically the downhill stretch that leads to the lake. Based on overall "feel" and my immediate lack of not realizing how I got here, I determine that I must be dreaming. This catches me completely off guard. I had hoped to try to conjure CB by a blood moon in the evening. Now my plans are all screwed up. I walk to the water. However the rest of this scene is not correct. I find myself at the top of a cliff with a rather steep incline down to a body of water. I call out for CB twice, figuring it's at least worth a shot. But nothing. Yet, on the second call out I begin to spontaneously levitate. And quickly. Once in the air I am tossed around by a stiff wind. I have very little control. So I just go with the flow of it, relaxing and then just enjoying the sensations and the view. Eventually I am brought back to Earth. I am again by the cliff and I see a bicycle. I am tempted to get on the bike and ride it down the steep hill without any concern of getting hurt. But I figure that will have an unpredictable effect. Instead I decide to try to shoot into the sky a fast as possible in an attempt to change the scene. So I do. Quickly accelerating behind my wildest imagination, and entering space. Before long I wake.

I am now back at the previous apartment. I get up to pee. Heading by the kitchen I see my present boss. I realize that this apartment is some sort of company subsidized place for workers to sleep if they have to visit this geographic location. We have some brief words, nothing memorable. I lose this dream and wake quite a while later after more non lucid segments.

If there is a message of any kind here, it may be two fold. First, I continue to have poor dream nights in general. Admittedly I am over whelmed in life. That is everything that goes into "life", not just work. But the fact that the dream apparently started and stopped in a work "related environment" may simply be indicative of that obvious point. But it does make me wonder if submitting and being blown around is also indicative of a clue? On one hand the few meetings between CB and myself were very mutual events. Me driving a scene change, but her changing it again and/or intercepting me. Am I being too forceful calling out for her in such a literal manner? Probably. I liked the idea of meeting by the blood moon but that was not meant to happen last night, I guess?

G/C + LT + Ginseng

A nice stable sequence of dreams. Was there one tidbit of info to be extracted here?

The Professor, Part 1 (DILD)

I am outside the large Victorian house which is around the corner. But the grounds are barren, more consistent with the house just being built and finished. This makes me realize that I'm dreaming. It's dark and rather hard to find my way. I think to myself how this would make for a great haunted house. But then my main goal comes to mind. "Feeling" for CB. The dream itself begins to take a bit of a turn for the worst, stability wise. So I simply close my eyes and reach out and try to feel for her presence, projecting love and acceptance. Before too long I do feel a female body and we embrace. Scene change.

I am now on the floor of what appears to be a drug store, like a Walgreens or similar. I am looking at a row of CD with a particular symbol on the packaging which I can't quite make out. Next to the CD's are some OTC drugs of some kind. I get up and look around. I begin to walk and within a few aisles the scene morphs to a large academic style building. The decor is rather old fashioned and upon further walking about I happen upon a modest sized library. The lighting is subdued except for one desk light sitting on top of a medium sized table. A man is sitting there studying something. I walk over, wondering if he might help me out.

I approach this man. He is clearly engaged in research of some kind, a professor perhaps. He's a bit too old to be a research student, as he appears to be in his late thirties or so. I ask him about Casandrino-Ba, and where I might find her? He ponders the name and looks down at his reference books. His first comment is that the last name is rather common. Here, I just let it go not pointing out that Ba might simply be a reference to the Egyptian usage of the term, meaning "body". He continues his analysis. Based on the name and his understanding of history, he suggests to me that this woman may have been a sex worker of some sort. He then asks me where I got this name from? He seems genuinely curious. I tell him that it was presented to me in a lucid dream, and that sometimes info I receive in lucid dreams is quite accurate. I briefly explain what a lucid dream is and remind him that where dreaming right now, that his presence here is a projection of my mind and that I may have pulled his consciousness into my personal dreamspace. He stands up at this point and he is surprisingly tall, at least seven feet or so. I tell him that lucid dreams can feel very real and firmly touch his arm as proof of this. He is not keen on my touching him in this way. I lose this dream. I wake (FA) and begin taking dream notes at the kitchen table.

The Professor, Part 2 (DILD)

I am in a room with I and P from work. I intuitively know that we are part of some PSI research think tank. But at this moment we are having a philosophical conversation of sorts about parenting and role models. I proudly use myself as an example of a decent role model and IJ quickly agrees. I note a clear plastic tube full of some clear thick squishy fluid. I grab it and decide to squeeze it until it explodes. At about this point the general oddness of the scene comes to light and I realize I'm dreaming. I try a little more, to get the tube to explode but it's surprisingly solid. Well there is not too much that will be of interest here, so I simply excuse myself and exit.

I realize that I am in a huge dark mansion. But I also realize that I have this thick, messy/web like bandaging around my head, neck and shoulders. It's very restrictive and annoying. I realize there is an element of mind over matter here so I rip it off in large chunks thus freeing myself and getting back to normal mobility and senses. The mansion itself is neat and well furnished and clean. But there are no signs of life or other people in general. I walk from room, to room to room. I wander around for a few minutes just taking in the scene but eventually conclude that there is no one here. I also conclude that I am terribly thirsty. I soon find myself in a room that lead to a screen door and porch. There is a dresser that has a built in sink. It appears only decorative as the spout is a bears head. But it's worth a try. I spin the singular knob and indeed water begins to flow from the bears mouth. I bend down and satisfy my thirst. The water tastes good and quickly alleviates my dream mouth.  I exit the house.

Once outside, I realize that the house is built on a fairly size-able cliff. It's rather steep and dominated my boulders, but I decide to slowly float down from level to level, boulder to boulder until I reach the ground level. This works brilliantly as I gently glide down one level at a time. I am now in front of a large river. It's still nighttime and when I turn back toward the house the sheer size of the mansion is breathtaking. The style is also quite odd. It has what I can only describe as Viking-esque stylings worked into it. It's actually quite pleasing architecturally. A treat to look at. At this point I decide to fly across the river. I float on my back and begin to traverse the river only a few feet above the water flying backstroke style. This allows me to appreciate the view of the house some more. It's wonderfully surreal flying above the water in this manner. Very cool. It then dawns on me that maybe I could conjure a Viking scene, or boat? Within moments I hear some rowdy Vikings behind me. I look to find there boat but I can't quite make it out.

I continue to fly across the river. But I then hear a powerful boat. At first it looks like a freight boat of some sort. But I realize it's actually much closer than that and moving much quicker. My next impression is a war boat of some kind, a small destroyer? But as it eventually passes I realize it's a huge and armed Police boat. It zips past without paying attention to me. But there is another smaller boat trailing it. This smaller boat begins to veer toward the mansion. I continues on, on route to a dock at the beach. I turn my flying direction and zip that way. When I get there I realize "the Professor" is the driver and he's about to leave the boat. I ask him if he knows anything more about CB? He ducks down so as to not be seen. So I walk over the peer in. There is really nowhere for him to hide. But indeed, he has disappeared into thin air. "Well, if you're going to play it that way" I literally say out loud. I wake.

-Was walking down the sidewalk then heard someone say "to the dark world" and was engulfed in darkness. Creepy. Startled me awake. -Was watching a group of teenagers fool around with a spiritual portal in a bathroom. One of their friends, a girl, got stuck between worlds for what appeared to the Earth side as only 3 minutes, but on the other side it was 107 years. She came back through the shower. Very movie-like. -I met my boyfriend for the first time (he lives in the UK irl) at a hotel but he wasn't happy so I left him, but he started chasing me. (He would never do this irl.) Then I was caught up in a gang fight outside the hotel. Lots of gunfire that I just barely dodged. Then I was running with a Spanish girl through a field which ended up with me collecting cds at a store. Found 2NE1 and Lush cds along with a cd that had a pink haired anime girl on the cover, but the actual music was hard rock...

G/C + LT + Ginseng

A Young Casandrino-Ba (DILD)

I am sitting in the shed late at night, engaged in a painting project of some sort. The door is open and I'm facing the north most wall of the shed. I begin to smell skunk and realize I must have disturbed the skunk that lives under the shed. I also realize that the entire east wall of the shed is missing. This is playing with fire as I don't have much to protect me should the skunk see me and get nervous. But then it dawns on me, the unreasonableness of the situation. I realize I am dreaming.

I get up and head into the main yard. The illumination has increased though it's not quite daytime yet. When I get to the middle of the yard I close my eyes an simple reach out with open arms. I project love and acceptance and mentally reflect on the recent revelations about CB. Was she a sex worker, was she perhaps disappointed in how her life went? And did her experiences color my own behavior? But it doesn't matter of course, and acceptance must trump any concerns here. Just love and acceptance and openness. I begin to feel a figure manifesting between my open arms. But not completely. More like a 50% indication of some presence. But then the sensation stops.

I open my eyes. It's now daytime, much brighter. Quickly, I realize there is a new energy present. A sense of my dreamspace taking over. A subtle vibration that permeates the scene. I begin to lift off the ground. I submit to this feeling and action and just let it take me up into the air. I float upwards, with a beautiful and blissful sense about it. I then see a woman walking toward the back yard, coming through the path between the main house and garage. I take an action to sweep down to rendezvous with her. When I land I am just a few feet in front of her. This woman is young and beautiful. Oddly she is wearing what I would describe as a Catholic school girl outfit. She also has on the necklace and pendant I gave CB. So clearly this is her but in a younger manifestation. In my haste I reach out and just glance her hand as she continues to walk past me. I blurt out something less than well thought out, like ... "but I want to talk with you". But it's too late as the dream destabilizes and I lose it.

Bathtub Drain (DILD)

I am in our second floor bath when I notice that the drain cover I recently fixed has fallen off. I get upset about this as it should have been much more robust. Scene change.

I am in the bathtub of the second floor bathroom in the Bayville house. Oddly, the drain lever and cover are much higher than they should be and it's obvious this has been recently worked on. Someone must have fixed the rod and plunger assembly as there is a thin cut out in the tile from cover down to the tub lip. Perhaps the thread the rod or control it in the assembly process. I guess someone will need to patch that up - I think to myself? But then on next glance, the entire tile wall is missing and only the studs and wall on the opposite side of the studs is showing. This puzzles me for a few moments but I eventually conclude the obvious. That I'm dreaming. I get up, exit the bathroom and begin to walk around. But I wake (FA). I am now sitting in bed, reflecting on the dream sequence and wondering if it was a dream within a dream within a dream ...

Reactor Girl dream #184: I was the power plant again. I was walking around in my energy form inside the turbine building. (For those who don't know, what I call a "reactor girl" is a living nuclear power plant that has two forms: the building and a human form made of energy.) For some reason one of the engineers came to close to one of my reactor cores and fell in, but I saved him. Only I get to be in the cores! -Then some weird ass dream about The Little Mermaid and Ursula had the voice of Kraang Prime (chara from TMNT) with a million statues of Ariel.

Quote from: Boadicea on October 21, 2014, 12:18:23 AMWhoaaaaa, that last was a cool little dream! Very interesting. Any idea why it happened?

I don't know the apple theme carrying over from the first fragment had me wondering.  A few days ago I did have to run back in to the grocery store IRL to grab apples I had forgotten.  Other than that no idea.  It was a very cinematic dream though

N + Hup-A + LT

I did such a lousy job of setting expectations and goals it's amazing I had a lucid at all. Eyes closed ... BAM ... back to sleep. Thanksgiving weekend has exhausted me.

Pulling in the Sphere  (DILD)

I find myself in an unknown house a a guest. I interact with a number of people in some rather unmemorable ways. Eventually it becomes time to go to bed and I take a spot on the couch. I have lucid dreaming on my mind and I try to induce vibrations (False Vibes) and eventually roll out of it. I begin to walk around the place. It appears to be a rather expansive ranch. I am not sure what I'm looking for nor do I have a certain and steady goal. I just mill about for a bit. Eventually I make my way to the bedroom. I briefly think about pursuing sex, before I recall that the owners of the house are an older couple. So I turn and continue to look around.

Eventually I find the front door and make my way out. Finally, I recall my goal about speeding or slowing time. Yes ... I jump in the air and gain a hover well over the Earth. I close my eyes and imagine a sphere around me. I extend my arms and legs into an upper and lower "V" and imagine that these four appendages are touching or can control four far and distant points along the sphere that encompasses me. Slowly I begin to pull in the sphere, toward me. It appears to be working as I hear an auditory effect similar to what I can only describe as crunching metal. I continue to pull it in until I hear another odd sound. I wake to the sound of loud foot steps above me. K probably had to pee. Talk about bad timing.

G/C + LT

Tons of miscellaneous lucids last night, as I had not used G in about 1.5 weeks. The downside is that they were all over the place, and each was short lived. Just bouncing around from DILD, to non lucid, to DILD for about an hour or so. Didn't take intricate notes as nothing was too "interesting". But just to keep the stats correct here:

2 - lucids regarding the Bayville beach. One where I found myself on what appeared to be the bridge, but it was over looking the sound side beach where we use to live. One where I opened a door and realized it was the door to the Bayville house. Subsequently flew the walked over to the water. For whatever reason the beach front was not correct being dominated by large singular and dispursed boulders where the jettys normally are.

2 - lucids that were sex related. Each with the same woman and each setting was with a lot of other people around.

1 - lucid where I was roaming around some random city at night.

Plus a bunch of others that I just don't remember the details of any more.

G/C + LT

3:15 - sample 0

4:12 - sample 17,100

5:05 - sample 33,000

Desert Scene (DILD)

I am trying to lucid dream, but my family (mom/dad/others) are buzzing around making it difficult to just doze off already. Eventually I do. At some point later I wake and walk over to the computer. It has been put away. I see my Dad and ask him if he's responsible for this and he acknowledges such. I get really made. I can see why of course, it was on the kitchen counter in the way of a whole bunch of stuff. But I still feel like my needs were disregarded. I ask him if he realizes whether I was doing my experiments. He tells me that he was unaware. I explain the general premise to him. Dad seems very skeptical. Even mocking the whole idea some. I remind him that there was once a time where everyone thought the world was flat. Then one or a few guys who had data to suggest otherwise offered the theory that it was round ... and of course everyone thought they were crazy. He asks me where I go while LDing. I explain to him that consciousness space is in effect a different reality space altogether, that one projects a scene, thus creating their own environment and that this space does not inter-leave into waking reality space in an obvious manner. At this point I wake (FA).

I collect my thoughts and decide to walk over to the computer to create a new segment so as to mark off this point in time. I am about to hit ctrl-alt-del to get back in when my feet kick out from under me and float backwards and then straight up to the ceiling. Uh ... dreaming. No doubt about that. So I gain my composure and get my feet back on the ground. I walk over to the record pile where I left my PREG, find it and place it into my right pants pocket. Step 1 accomplished. Next, I walk over to the wall, kneel and try to decompose it, sensing the IDENT of my target locale. But I can't easily soften the wall so I try my alternative approach of "phasing" through it. This works OK. I feel for rocks, hear the sounds of them moving about under my feet and hands and then try to stand. When I do however I realize I am nowhere near my desired location. I guess due to the trouble and confusion upfront here. Instead, I find myself in a desert scene at the upper edge of a steep ravine. Across the ravine is a beautiful scene consistent with the deserts of the SW parts of the US. Various cactus and other succulents, small colorful desert plants, etc ... It really is quite stunning. When I turn around, I see a number of houses that have an overlook toward the ravine. These are all 5-6K square foot homes, luxurious and well spaced out. All of them are well manicured and beautiful traditional representations of well to do homes in this area. I see a path to my right and begin to walk down it.

As I traverse this path, the terrain begins to change some. A few taller trees with large droopy flowering branches are dispersed throughout the path. I vaguely see what appears to be a large dark animal. I briefly think about my Bear guide from many years ago and hope it's him. But this does not turn out to be the case. Before too long the idea of jumping into the ravine becomes overwhelmingly tempting. So I go over to the edge and throw myself off, experiencing a very real sense of accelerating and falling. As I do I see the brilliant sun above me. I have an off the cuff idea. I decide to take out the PREG and hold it in my left hand. I use my right hand and point it toward the sun in an effort to reach out to or otherwise pull a sentient entity into this scene. But the idea is a little late, and after just a bit more falling I feel myself waking. I wake for real.

Concert X 2 (DILD)

I am at a rock concert. It's a modest sized venue but I have really good seats. The band is mostly woman, the music is rock-ish. But the act is very theatrical. One woman throws a bag of flour at another. This second woman now covered in flour proceeds to sing and rub the flour over her body, making it a production and part of the act. I then lose track of things. Before long, I am at the concert again. But I am at a different venue. A much larger one. The same song from before is going on, complete with the flour throwing scene. I realize I am seeing the same show again. The flour covered woman has her back turned to the audience and is actually singing to another woman at the rear of the stage. This other woman is mocking her saying a number of things that I can hear quite easily even though she does not appear to have a microphone. This gal is wearing what appears to be a denim shirt. But it's very sheer, nearly see through and it's showing off her large breasts and nipples. I can't help but focus on this for a bit. The song ends and the band leaves the stage. It appears to be the end of the show before a possible encore. But the music was so mediocre, that the crowd is not producing much noise or any motive for them to come back onstage. I realize K and A are with me, K wants to leave now to beat the rush out and traffic. I figure that's not a bad idea. I look down to find my shirt and a pack of matches falls out. Odd? I reach down and put them in my pocket, not overthinking it. A wraps her hands around my waist and we begin to exit. I look back over to K and she looks different. Straighter her, slightly different face and rather lifeless looking. I realize I'm dreaming and tell her such. But she does not seem to care one way or another. So I begin to find my way out of here with A still wrapped around me.

When we find the exit door, I explain to her that I would like to find my PREG, though for some reason that feels like too complex a concept to share with her so I simply refer to it as "my ORB things". A releases her hold of me and we begin to walk around on some pleasant side walks, complete with nicely manicured bushes and flowering trees. I realize that both the Sun and Moon are showing. The moon is higher in the Horizon and the Sun is sinking. It's all quite beautiful, the Sun/Moon in the same scene along with all this beautiful landscaping. But I am having trouble taking in the entire scene at once, due to the density of branches. So I keep moving around, trying to find a location where i can see through the branches just fine, and take in the entire scene unimpeded. I finally find such a location and off the cuff, again decide to reach up toward the sky to invite an entity to take my hand and manifest into this scene. But the scene becomes unstable rather quickly and I soon wake.

G/C + N + LT

Had a strong ROTE yesterday while thinking about my lucid dreaming goals. A ROTE that basically decoded to    Love = Trust.  An interesting insight. Because I hate to say it, but I don't trust many of the people around me. A consequence of the nasty industry I'm in. But those I do trust, I also Love very much.

Anyway. I decided to just run with this issue of trust. My thought was to reach out into the water, conjure Her, and project trust.  As fate would have it, my dreaming mind decided to interject a test of trust that was quite different. And I am not sure why.

Upon waking, I did not have any sense I successfully impacted the PREG. And indeed I did not. It was very, very quite and baseline the entire evening. This in and of itself is interesting. My sense of whether I impacted the device is usually (maybe always) correct. Which is good.

Tiger and Trust (INRALD)

I have a prolonged and very intense series of vibrations. When they end I roll over. But in doing so I get the distinct sense that I rolled over too quickly and botched the transition. I lay back down and try to get this state back. After about five minutes or so I begin to question if I am actually dreaming. So I sit up and look at the VCR clock. It's showing a time way too early, like 9:47. Dammit, I've been dreaming all this time. OK. Re-focus. I get up and retrieve the PREG. The computer makes that "your detaching a device" sound. Which I find curious. I place the device in my pocket and head to my usual portal wall. I decompose it and enter. Phasing through the material and feeling for the IDENT and emotions associated with my target locale. When I stand, I realize I have successfully transitioned.

I begin to walk along the beach, naturally gravitating to the water. For a moment my mind wanders, until I realize that "step 3" is reach into the water and welcome Her into the scene. As I get closer to the water I realize that there appears to be a sheet of ice on the surface. Actually various sheet of ice free floating. I further realize that I have on a winter jacket, gloves and hat. I try to get the gloves off in order to reasonably implement step 3. This is all completely odd, the ice and dress, as the ambient temperature is quite pleasant. As I look further I see what appears to be a white tiger. And it's heading my way.

I'm already in the water at this point and the tiger circles around and heads straight for me. I do make the connection with trust, and I realize this is a test to trust my dreamspace and hence trust that the tiger poses no harm. Though I do momentarily ponder what it might feel like if he bites into me. The tiger finally reaches me. And rolls on top of me playfully. It puts up its paws and kicks and pumps them into the air some. It's weights feels very realistic as it must weigh 500-600 pounds easily. Since it seems playful and friendly I decide to scratch the back of its head which is met with approval.

The tiger begins to talk, oddly enough in my daughter A's voice. I don't recall the conversation. But at some point I ask the creature telepathically if it can communicate in that manner. It can and we finish a rather uneventful conversation telepathically. Nothing noteable. I eventually lose the dream and get caught up in some non - lucids before waking.

Brief lucid - I am walking along a corridor between two houses. Someone on the other side of the fence is being obnoxious and hurling stuff our way. I realize I am dreaming and decide to toss a large, heavy bike his way. I head back into the house and meet up with several people I perceive to be my roomates. This one was not a high level of lucidity and morphed into some other scene which did not seem important and is now forgotten.

I am not quite sure on the after thoughts and analysis of the tiger dream. Two things jump out.

1. the obvious. It was a test against fear. A test to prove I could trust under danger, and in an odd scenario within the dreamspace.

2. There may be a bit of a yin/yang element here. First the dichotomy in temperature. Warm air and icy waters. One interpretation of the tiger is in the yin/yang context  .... tiger = yin = body    dragon = yang = spirit.     I have met up with numerous tigers in my lucid and non lucid dreams. I have also met with one baby dragon.   Is meeting a tiger in the water an indication that I should strive to move away from PMR concepts and assumptions? Strive to attract a dragon if you will?

I'll see if my opinion of this one changes in a day or two.

It's been a long time since i read anyone elses dreams on here and it's good to see your progress Dr.T!

I had a similar dream of going to sea water only to find out i'm clothed. It happened a few times until i became so frustrated that i decided OK next time it happens i'm going to mentally imagine the clothes come off, or imagine i'm naked, and the next time i dreamt it, with a bit of focus IT WORKED! It felt like a shedding of belief systems and of doubt. Just like teleporting requires focus on the end result, so does your state of clothing and almost anything else in dream land.

Quote from: miss_maya on May 28, 2015, 10:14:19 PMIt's been a long time since i read anyone elses dreams on here and it's good to see your progress Dr.T!

I had a similar dream of going to sea water only to find out i'm clothed. It happened a few times until i became so frustrated that i decided OK next time it happens i'm going to mentally imagine the clothes come off, or imagine i'm naked, and the next time i dreamt it, with a bit of focus IT WORKED! It felt like a shedding of belief systems and of doubt. Just like teleporting requires focus on the end result, so does your state of clothing and almost anything else in dream land.

Oh yeah, no doubt. Incubating an expectation is often the best way to influence the next dream.Just going to sleep with an intent to get lucid and some other specific intent.

G/C + LT

B's Head (non lucid)

My brother B takes on a different form in this dream. In WR he is quite healthy and fit. In this dream, he is very small and frail and old looking. He has the appearance of someone with that advanced aging disease. At some point, I am coddling him and his head falls off of his body. I realize that his body is not his own. Something artificial perhaps? I hold his head gently and look down at him. He seems content, though he has a bit of a melancholy look on his face. I feel very badly for him. In my mind, I am wondering if I should help him die.

Tornadoes (DILD)

I am at work on the second floor. A bunch of people are by the west facing row of windows. They appear excited/agitated about something. I walk over and quickly surmise why. There are 4-5 tornadoes headed straight for us. Each is a huge funnel cloud and they are separated by a mere 100-200 yards each. Just a wall of death and destruction. I decide to quickly move downstairs because I recall that the area outside our cafeteria is a tornado zone. I briefly wonder if is this really the best thing? Do you want to be on the layer of building that is first to get ripped off. Or the layer of building that is guaranteed to have heavy metal and concrete on top of you?

I briskly walk downstairs. Most of the manufacturing floor has been cleaned out. I wonder what AS is up to? There is one area with a giant cut-out of a key handing over the cell. An effort for better signage I guess? While I happen to like AS, he does seem to engage in some unnecessary change from time to time. At about this point I become lucid. As people continue to flock to the tornado safe zone I simply walk around, now cognizant of the fact that I am in no danger. And wondering what the experience will be like if indeed a tornado hits the building. I soon lose this dream and my lucidity.

Rough Seas (WILD)

I am on the couch. Before too long I have some subtle vibrations and sense of transitioning. I let this play out and transition to NPMR. I roll over and sanity check the VCR clock which is blank. I kneel before my usual portal wall. I decompose it and use the phasing technique to go through. I feel for pebbles and sand and the emotional IDENT I associated with my target locale. Before long, light consistent with daytime manifests. I stand, and I am at my desired location but the scene is not fully formed yet. It's amorphous and out of focus. But within a few moments it comes into crisp focus. I am standing at the beach looking westward during a pleasant, sunny and windy day.

The water looks tremendously tempting, though rough. Very rough. I run and jump into it regardless. As I swim and bob up and down, my only goal and focus is to stay lucid and keep this projection stable. I look over to the houses and study the details of them in order to distract myself a bit. This goes on for a few minutes. Me, fighting the rough seas to stay afloat and part of the dream. I eventually lose this one.

Sex with Work Colleague (DILD)

I am sitting at a conference table at work. I am at one corner of the long end and a very attractive gal is sitting to my left. I don't recognize her in terms of people I work with in WR, but I get the distinct sense that she is a co-worker of some kind. I also get the sense that she's attracted to me and desires me. A thought confirmed when her nervous leg oscillations (pumping her calf up and down on her toes), rubs up against my leg and she gives me a flirty little look. Eventually the meeting ends and she and I walk off. Next thing I know, we're both naked and she on top, riding me. The scene change brings with it lucidity. I enjoy our little tryst. Concentrating on the moment and trying not to get over excited which of course would probably destroy the dream. If memory serves, I get anxious to climax inside her and in my haste, the dream becomes unstable and I lose it.

With travel and various work oddities in play, I have been more than distracted of late. So last night I was willing to let my dreamspace show me whatever it felt like. It wasn't a great night, but who cares. It's been two weeks and I just need to get back into the game.

G/C + LT

Jag is Messed Up (non-lucid)

I'm in my present car. It has always performed flawlessly. But at the moment it's not working right. I put my foot down on the gas and it's not responding, and not changing gears properly. I look at the tachometer and the engine is reving way too high. Upwards of 6000 RPM. I panic. This engine is not supposed to be run that high and there is little doubt it will overhead if this does not stop. I steer the car into a gas station and hit the button the turn off the engine.

This one has some specific meaning. I would like to think that my body is still working pretty darn well. Much like my car. All the stress I've been under with work politics is getting to me. This dream is clearly a warning to stop, and relax before my body and mind overheat.

Leaky Faucet (DILD)

I'm on a couch trying to sleep. When I hear a faucet leaking, incessantly. It's hyper annoying. I just can't take it. So I get up to check it out. At the time, it does not hit me that I'm in my parents old Bayville house. I walk over to the kitchen sink and try to pull the handle down to stop the dripping. But the handle pull down way past it's proper stopping point. It all loose and decoupled and is not working at all. This clues me into the fact that I'm dreaming. I begin to make my way to the front door for some flying, but lose the dream before I get there.

Invisible Leaves All Around Me (DILD)

I am walking along a dark road at night. It's up on a hill and at the far end of the hill back at ground level is a lake or bay of some kind. I determine I'm dreaming based on lack of continuity between this scene and any previous ones. Though I still have just a bit of trepidation and figure that flying will be the ultimate test. I don't have the guts to leap off the hill toward the water so I leap upwards. I get altitude and begin to fly. But oddly, I have this sensation like there are tons of leaves in the air and I'm colliding with them as I fly. But the leaves themselves are invisible. It's just the sensation that is present. I actually enjoy it, and just go with the flow. Flying and being surrounded by invisible leaves that collide against my body again and again. Eventually I lose this dream and my lucidity.

Dominant Sex Partner (DILD)

I am with this gal who wants to fool around. She wants me to rub her shoulders and caress her boobs. She is very specific about her desires, even if she is not communicating them verbally. I realize I'm dreaming. As I continue to fondle her breasts and nipples, it becomes clear that she wants me to go down on her, in part because she leans back. Which I'm pleased to do for her. She get more and more worked up and blurts out "I want you to sound like your climaxing right when I'm about to come". This too I'm pleased to do for her. As she's about to climax I start breathing hard and simulate the sounds of my own orgasm, which seems to get her off right on cue. I wake.

With my mindset way improved, I am able to get back to where I need to be. This was a pretty extraordinary night. It started with some woman chasing and sex, but it all ties into the last dream which is the meaningful one.

Before WBTB:

Mary B (non lucid)

I am outside a house that is reminiscent of the Plainview house I first grew up in. I am on an A frame ladder toward the top when a car pulls up and a woman walks out. I lose my balance and tilt and roll across the ground to break the fall. Trying to give the impression I did this on purpose as a quick way to get down. The woman walks over. She looks very much like Mary B from my second to last job. Next I know, we are inside walking around some unknown interior of a different house. While I always that Mary was very pretty, she always struggled with her weight. But now she has completely beat that issue. She is wearing a red dress with very sheer red stockings. I am admiring her from behind. If anything, her weight loss and long legs makes her look almost too thin. But still just about right. She sits on a small love seat with very little room for anyone else. I decide to sit next to her. When I do she positions her legs over mine and I put an arm around her hip/waist area. We start to talk though I don't remember the conversation per say. I remember enjoying the intimacy of the moment, and realizing that her putting her legs up like that was a very forward move. I remember being concerned about whether I should make the next move, even though it was pretty obvious she's interested. I wake.

WBTB + G/C + LT

Meeting up with Mary Again (DILD)

I am outdoors in an area with some office buildings. Nothing huge, just 1 story office space. A woman walks by in a tight and revealing red dress. I walk over, and my recall of my dream right before WBTB forces my lucidity. I lean in to her and whisper in her ear "you know we're dreaming, right?". She acknowledges and we begin to walk hand in hand toward one of the offices. My intents are to find a private place so we can be together. I suspect her intents are the same.

When we enter we begin to look for a small private room. Every one I peer into is taken with numerous people in intense meetings. After a few more rooms, Mary begins her own search, and before long I have lost track of her. I call out several times but am met with no reply. I continue to peruse this place, distracting the various people in cubes, feeling like I don't belong here and I'm sticking out like a sore thumb. As I exit a large room or cubes and people, I offer a brief but sincere apology for bothering everyone while I was making my way through.  I lose this dream.

A. S. at a Party  (DILD)

I am at a party or gathering of some kind. AS is there and she is wearing a small dress that shows off her legs. When she slowly sits down next to me her skirt portion hikes up even more and it's obvious she's not wearing panties. As she sits I slowly run my hand and fingers down the crack of her ass stopping between her legs. She seems pleased that I've noticed and is definitely interested. So we both get up and walk together down a corridor in an effort to find a private room away from everyone else. In the process I realize I'm dreaming. She leans in and asks if I'd be willing to lick her clit. I smile an tell her "of course".

When we find a room and close the door, she quickly leans back on the bed, hikes up her skirt and spreads her legs. Obviously her question was very literal. I position myself, and re-position a bit trying to get comfortable. Then I get busy. I find her clit ad begin to work it with my tongue. Oddly, there is another protrusion just to my right, very firm. I try not to focus on it because I don't want her to feel awkward. I go back to where I belong. She pushes her pelvis into my face more, seeming to indicate that she wants a bit more pressure. I am happy to try to accommodate. Before long, her breathing intensifies and she has a long and deep orgasm.

I begin to get up. I'm already aroused and obviously I want to be inside her. She makes some comment about my erection, relating to how it turns upwards just a bit and how the tip creates a bit of a smiley face appearance. Then she tells me that she needs some more. That timing is of the essence. I gather that once she's come once, it's very easy for her to get off even harder and quicker the next time. I decide t take off my shirts to at least give her a look and get her interested. But no sooner do I remove them, that I notice they've returned. I tell her dreams are crazy like that, and she nods. At this point I soon get back to work on her. I soon lose this dream.

High Probability (DILD)

I am walking between two houses. There is some odd tropical like plants between them which wakes my awareness and I become lucid. I am very frustrated and disappointed that this evening was not more interesting. That I could not follow my plan in any way, shape or form. As I walk toward the back of the houses, I realize I am on the cliff of our Bayville development of homes. Below me is the beach and water. I don't hesitate for a moment. I run toward the edge and leap in the air toward the water. I begin to soar and then take on a rather static position. I hold out my arms as a metaphoric symbol of love and appreciation and acceptance toward the water (collective conscious). I state out loud "you're so beautiful, even if I don't fully understand what you are". I realize the latter portion of this statement shows some humility which is probably a good thing. As I continue to look, I see areas of golden water pooled here and there. I also see several huge waves. I decide to head for them. I begin to descend.

When I get into the water I begin to walk in. I trip and fall and have trouble getting back up. But I relax ad persevere. When I get deep enough I place my hand into the water hoping it will be met by my guide. It quickly is. A strong but soft hand. Strong enough to be a mans. But as I pull, out comes my female guide. She is a little out of breath and needs to gather herself for a moment. Immediately, I feel terrible for not having initiated contact with her for so long. I begin to explain how hard life has been of late and how distracted I'd become. She assuages my concerns, explaining that it was not a long period of time at all. I come to realize that she means time s she perceives it. In other words in the grand scheme of things, it was a blip I time. Scene change.

We are now in a room with several chairs and desks. There are various people here and she is busy with some other guy. I am wondering when I might get some attention. Before too long she calls me over and says ... "Now you ... would you like me to ask you some questions now?". I am happy to be receiving her attention. But what I get is not a series of questions. Quite the opposite. She start off by explaining that there is a high probability that I am the one who can make a difference in my world. She then begins t explain several things to me that she considers to be important. There is a note on the table with each of these three things written out. I listen and read simultaneously. In summary, there are basically:

1. Don't form theories that are overly broad. Don't hesitate to form a theory and focus on it to determine if it's right or wrong.

2. Rather than be on a dirty school bus alone, don't avoid being with a group of dirty children instead.

3. < I am in the middle of trying to absorb this one when I wake >

Analysis:

I may have more comments later.

The woman in the first, second and last dreams are the same person. In the first two dreams she comes to me at a time of her choosing. I perceive her interest in me. But it's not necessarily sexual. In the first dream I am apprehensive about making a move. In the second I am more bold. But while I am interested she seems to be taking this all at her own pace. The office is also interesting. How I am left alone meandering around realizing I am out of place. Very much like waking reality to some degree.

The third dream has its interesting elements. Here is a sexual opportunity. But my desire to partake is met with an even stronger desire from AS for me to pleasure her. I feel like the overall message here is "it's not only about you".

The last dream is obvious for the most part:

• yes, she is discussing probabilities which is quite reasonable. Nothing is certain. Could I be someone who unlocks an important clue and bridges spirituality and science?

• Is the One Mind theory to broad. Or is my approach too broad in general? Is she asking me to focus more intensely on methods, not being afraid to try and fail?

• School. A learning place. Here she seems to be saying that I should not be alone. Rather, under the same conditions (dirty bus/kids) I should be with others sharing my thoughts, teaching them and learning back from them.

• last comment, woke too late.

Brief lucid early in the night. No supps.

Fairy Tale Village (DILD)

I am walking through a corridor just behind someone else. The corridor is very old fashioned. Thick wooden paneling on the wall. As we continue to walk the space gets tighter and tighter. Just up ahead of my friend is a patch of snow on the ground. This makes no sense for two reasons. First it's summer and second we are indoors. I become lucid. We walk just a bit further and exit this building. It is nighttime and I find myself in what appears to be an old fashioned European village. The textures and design and pastel colors of the buildings have a very "fairy tale" look and feel to them. I walk and admire the scenery for a while but soon get the urge to fly some. So I leap in the air and wave my hands downward to help propel me up. This works just fine and I soon am hovering and slow flying over this village. I do this for a minute or so before getting a strong urge to dive bomb down with the intent of traversing a tunnel/portal and perhaps getting to a different scene entirely. I do this and feel the pull of this portal. I sink deeper and deeper but it never materializes to a new scene. It only clouds up the existing one, and I lose this dream and my lucidity.

G/C + LT

Not a great night of lucids. But a pretty epic dream night in general. Though oddly many were stressful situations. Not sure of their origin as there is nothing I am particularly stressed out over right now. One involving this late night jam session where I ultimately forgot to bring home my amp and nice guitar. Arriving back later that evening they were no where to be found. Another which was stressful but ended better had to do with being on a commercial vessel and setting up a fishing pole rig only to lose the line and leader. as the dream morphed it ultimately became a scenario where I was fishing with PN from work. I had realized that he had a buddy who got us on the boat, and it made me think of my Uncle Tommy who used to get us on fishing boats for free (as long as we gave away the fish).

Anyhow. My plan was to ask whether I had the overall lesson and formula right. So I had planned to ask my dreamspace or characters a very specific question.

Do I Have This Right?  (DILD)

I find myself on the floor trying to sleep. This does not strike me as odd for some time. But eventually it does and I realize I am dreaming. I get up and while it does not hit me at first, I am in the Bayville house. I was trying to sleep at the opening into the Den. In a rather automatic fashion and get up and begin to head for the back door. But when I get there, I am reminded of my goals and figure it's worth relaxing and trying to implement them. I head over to the brick wall of the den and move some stuff partially out of my way. I grab my wand from this point as I am still thinking a bit by analogy (not completely absorbing the fact that I am at a different locale than expected, completely). I put the wand in the band of my pants and decompose the wall. I use my phasing technique to go through and lose this scene. I feel for pebbles and the IDENT of my target locale. Before long I am feeling the sense of the scene, and pebbles etc ... I stand up having successfully changed the scene.

I walk down the slight incline of the beach. Before me is the LI Sound. But the water is beautifully crystal clear. Not like the algae filled murky water that one would expect at this time of the season. I have to wonder to myself how I can put my hand in the water to invite my guide, if I can see in the water and know she is not there? I realize this is somewhat mind over matter and all, but that is still a conceptual hump to get over. I walk sufficiently deep and look down. Nothing but clear water and sand and pebbles 3-4 feet below. I put in my hand and invite her. But the effort winds up being futile. I back out of the water and stand back on the beach.

Unsure of what to do at this point, I simply announce what is on my mind out loud. I call out for Sally in part because she was on my mind having had a conversation about her with MIP a few days back. I state something to the effect of: "So it's about using my skills, my math and science and creative skills to ultimately explore and create. This creation feeds the system and optimizes it, thus reducing the system entropy".   When I look up again I realize the scene is now inside. There is a ceiling and a stone wall about 100 feet away. Though the wall is quite high, maybe 50 feet or so. All the stones are roughly the same size and shape expect one which stands out amongst the rest. It is much larger. I feel compelled to perturb it in some way. So I pick up a rock and carefully hurl it toward the large stone wall ahead of me. I make a direct hit.

At this point, the scene changes and I lose my lucidity, though I really don't recall at this point in time the precise details.

**** Analysis ****

Since my dreamspace knew the question, I am surmising here that the clear water indicates that (1) I did not need my guide to bounce the idea of off per say (2) the clarity of the water seems to symbolize the clarity of the thought I offered.

Also kinda interesting the target and bullseye toss at the end, which seems indicative of the same.

This turned out to be a rather defocused night. .But it did have it's fun moments  .

G/C + N + LT

Avante Garde Bathroom (DILD)

I am in an apartment with my family and Aunt L. All I want to do is relax and find some left over Chinese food that was supposed to be in the fridge. But it's no where to be found. Worse yet, there is discussion about going into New York City because we are supposed to rendezvous with Uncle N. But this will take me way out of my plan. I have no interest in staying out late and no interest in eating out at some glutanous fancy restaurant. I realize I need to pee and there is a bathroom I had not noticed until now. I open the door and walk in. At first it does not seem to go that deep. And frankly the bathroom is rather ordinary. But I do notice that faucet is motion based which strikes me as odd in a private bathroom. When I turn around again I notice that the room is much larger than first realized. Also, the stylings are very artsy. The walls are painted in this odd contemporary manner, there is a couch and cocktail table and TV. It's more than just a bathroom it's a full blown recreation get away room. Mesmerized by this I walk down a corridor which I believe will lead back to the door. It strikes me as odd. The whole situation. Finally I realize I'm dreaming.

At this point, I make a move to exit the apartment completely. When I do I find myself in an unexpected locale. The top of a small mountain overlooking a lake, and then further out an Ocean. There are various people and animals walking about. I run, avoiding the other creatures and make my way to the cliffs edge, jumping at the last moment and shooting straight into the air. I fly around for a bit enjoying the birds eye view of the mountain and water. I soon lose this dream.

70's Muscle Car (DILD)

I am lying on the floor of the porch trying to fall asleep. I realize this is not correct and that I am dreaming. I decide to head into the den and find a wall to open a portal and teleport elsewhere. But I can't for the life of me remember my goals. For some reason, I get the sense that I need to find myself behind the wheel of an old Muscle Car. So when I open the portal I reach out for a steering wheel and I'm able to manifest a new scene.

I am now sitting in an old 70's style muscle car. Black interior. Dark green exterior. I can't say I recall the precise model. It was more like a prototypical mix/max of what those cars looked like back then. I hit the gas, hard. I begin to peel out along these winding country roads. The car can mange turns and acceleration that a real 70's car would have no chance of doing. I spend the next couple of minutes just having a blast, twisting and turning, finding the occasional straight away and going even faster. Etc ...

Vision (DILD)

The last lucid of the night was more of a vision than a full blown interactive dream. I was lying in the driveway looking due NW. I see this beautiful image that makes me realize I'm dreaming. It's sunrise and there is a lake several hundred feet away. The water is a pinkish color and the upper left quadrant of this image is shaded a yellow/orange hue. There is a boat crossing right to left. An old Chinese style boat with a lone operator wearing a traditional Chinese hat.  I am quite mesmerized by the scene in general. I then realize this subtle netting all around me. A light mesh netting that would normally be meant to repel bug. I prod it a bit with my hands before losing the dream an waking.

G/C + LT

Spain (INRALD)

I am on the couch trying to sleep when I realize the TV is still on. I also realize I am seeing though closed eyes. Furthermore, when I look over to the fireplace wall, the wall is all brick and the fireplace is gone, replaced by a small vertically oriented door. Of course I realize I'm dreaming at this point. So I get up and head over to my usual portal wall.

My intent to is try to pull myself into a scene on the ship I have seen in some recent visions. A commercial fishing boat with a large deck and white metal railings. So I soften the wall and try to get though. I need to resort to my phasing technique but do manage. I then reach out for the railing. I eventually grasp it and try to imagine my feet hitting the solid deck floor. I manage this but in the transition something goes awry and I find myself on the right bow side of a modest sized family boat. Not disimilar to the 17 ft bowrider we had when I was a kid. I reach over for the throttle and but the boat into gear. I flip myself into the drivers seat, ignoring the other passengers and begin to drive around a small lake. But I do gun it, and I do manage a number of sharp turns and manuevers which would be impossible in real life. Before long I get bored of this, mostly because the lake is so small. I see a stone entrance on the banks of the lake and I head over and park the boat, killing the engine and I hop out.

The entrance has a stairwell leading upwards to somewhere. I figure this will be a cool thing to explore. So I traverse the steps and get to the next level and begin to walk around. I appear to be in a large castle of some sort. As I walk down a corridor I see a room that is open and occupied. I walk in and find two middle aged people. A man and a woman. I ask them where we are and what year it is. They reply something to the effect of "Spain" and "1432". I talk with them a bit and decide to experiment a bit with their knowledge and the possibility of this being a version of the actual past. I mention that Columbus with sail to the new world in 1492. I then go on to name the three ships, The Nina, The Pinta and the Santa Maria. They seem rather awed by this fact, giving me a look like "how could he possibly know this?". We converse a bit more but I eventually lose this dream.

So for fun, I looked up the build dates of his three ships. The Pinta was built in 1441 and the Santa Maria in 1460. Long after 1432. I could not easily find a date on the Nina. I suppose if you want to play numbers games, you can take the 60 from 1460 for the Santa Maria and subtract 60 from 1492 to get 1432. So maybe I was indeed picking up on some of these relationships in the dream? Take that for whatever it may be worth.

I would assume that back in those days it took some years to build a boat. The numbers and logic make total sense to me.

LOL. I did not even think of that. That is a fair point. An interesting dream sequence anyway

G/C + Ginseng + LT

Cat and Dog (DILD)

I am walking around outside when I notice a brown cat sleeping in a tree. I walk over to take a closer look and it's sleeping on a branch cuddled on a white furry item that looks like a stuffed animal. Upon greater inspection I realize it's cuddled against a medium sized white dog who is also sleeping. This is enough to make me realize I'm dreaming. I start to walk around and quickly remember my goal of getting to the beach. So I walk over to a house and find a small area at the edge of a garage door. I kneel and try to open a portal. But I am quite discombobulated by being at such an odd locale during the day. It's throwing me off completely. So instead I get up and decide that our old house must be just around the bend and at least in that locale I am in a familiar place. But I lose this dream before ever getting there.

This is going to be a quick write up. I took 12 mg of G because I was desperate for some lucids last night. It worked. A little too well. They were all long, very fantasy, distracting lucids that were impossible to remember well by the time I finally woke. But ... I guess I had a few lucid dreams. Basically, I just need to re-focus and re-sync here. It is what it is.

G/C + LT

New Car in the Snow (DILD)

I'm in our brand new SUV that we just bought last week. Even though it was purchased in mid summer, I find myself behind the wheel in fairly deep snow conditions going up and down hills. I realize I'm dreaming and decide to have some fun with it. Testing the new cars AWD capability set with reckless abandon, with no real possibility of smashing up the new vehicle. I soon lose this dream.

Flying to the Water (DILD)

I've long forgotten how I got to this point in the dream. But I am lucid and mentally reviewing goals and tasks. I recall my desire to get to my target beach and enter the water. However I am not at a location that would facilitate that scene transfer. I decide to simply leap in the air. As I gain altitude I realize that there is a large body of water ahead of me, reminiscent of Lake Michigan. When I look behind me there is a small body of water which is a small bay off the main lake created by a good sized strip of land delineating the two. I decide to fly toward the smaller body of water. As I approach it, it's beautifully clear and it's obvious that the easiest and most direct method of entering the water is just to dive bomb in. So I do. When I surface, I just back float and enjoy the sensations. Especially the feeling of energy entering and leaving my body at all points from head to toe. Very blissful and surreal. I lose this dream.

Random Sex (DILD)

I find myself in what appears to be a rather old and broken down factory. As I walk around the place I realize that I'm dreaming. I search around for something, anything of interest. Eventually I find a few people and some male/female bathroom choices. The notion of finding an attractive DC in the ladies room comes to mind. And becomes rather overwhelming. So I decide to pursue it. As I walk in there is one very hot gal who warms up to my advances immediately. But she's down on the idea of doing it in a bathroom. So we exit, and find a more appropriate spot and get to business  .

Quote from: Boadicea on July 29, 2015, 12:55:38 PMQuote I had tried it a few times in my youth.  After experiencing how shitty it leaves you feeling afterward and the cost of the stuff it was totally not worth it and haven't since.  It would be nice if more people in the world had your common sense.

Yea I experimented a lot and never understood the appeal of cocaine.

I had my first lucid in quite some time early this morning

[L] My recollection of the previous fragment before becoming lucid is gone now.  I remember being in a small room with nothing else in it other than a small group of people.  It looked like either an underground basement or bunker.  I'm walking and talking to someone I can't remember about what but the last sentence was.  "When you're dreaming and you realize your dreaming and become lucid."  In the middle of the sentence I stop walking and look around as I realize I am dreaming.  I tell the guy I'm talking to "Like right now we're dreaming!  Normally I would go around doing crazy stuff I normally wouldn't in real life but this time I wanna see where the dream takes us."  He didn't say anything and I look around the room again.  I see a single door in the corner behind me and walk over to open it.  I do and it leads outside to a windy brown haze.  I look down and there is no ground we seem to be in the middle of the air and the haze was so thick I could only see maybe 30 feet out.  Being the only exit I knew I had no other way to go but was quite hesitant as sometimes high flights can wake me up with a falling reflex.  I breathe and relax knowing I wont fall if I don't freak out.  I step out into the wind I quickly spread my energy throughout my body and take control of my flight.  I turn back around floating a few feet away from the door.  The group of 7 or so people I was with are gathered at the door looking a little lost as to what to do.  I ask "You guys remember how to fly right?"  None of them answer.  I fly back to the door and grab the hand of the guy at the edge of the door.  I tell them to relax and hold hands and slowly fly away from the door.  As I do the people come out one at a time all holding hands like a chain.  I get the thought that my energy was flowing from me through all of them to help them fly.  We all descend into the haze and I see the floating bunker disappear to my left.  I look down the chain of people and remark how it almost looks like a flock of ducks or geese.  I look down and we don't seem to be getting anywhere until we finally get below the haze revealing a rainforest below.  We are still probably a few thousand feet up which is much higher than I normally can fly without freaking out.  I stay calm as we all glide over the landscape.  As we get closer to the trees I can tell they aren't anything that normally grows on earth they looked like plants from Pandora the planet in Avatar.  We fly over one area that was set up in an obvious grid pattern as if it was cultivated.  We finally get to the ground gliding to a gentle landing. I do remember walking around a bit on the ground but I guess I lost lucidity as I lose recollection here.

[D] I am outside on a balcony of a restaurant about 2 stories up.  The balcony overlooks a busy street.  I walk over and stand on the railing looking down and get the idea that I could fall and stop myself before I hit the ground.  I hear someone behind worriedly tell me to get off the railing.  I tell them I'm fine and I bet them I could stop myself just before I hit the ground.  A few more people have turned to see what was going on and I stand balancing on the railing facing toward the street and lean forward.  I fall parallel to the street face first and 6 inches from the pavement I stop myself in mid air.  I stand up and look up at the people on the balcony and they're all frantically chattering about what happened.  I'm curious if I can still do it without as much distance to take control of my flight.  I jump into the air stretching my arms and legs out and fall face first toward the pavement again.  I'm able to harness the energy in my body originating from my heart chakra instantly surrounding my body stopping me inches from the ground.  The feeling was similar to two like poles on a magnet getting close.  I stay floating a few inches off the ground arms and legs spread and notice I'm slowly drifting to my left like an air hockey puck floating on a plume of air.  I laugh and look to my right and tell a person on the sidewalk to give me a push.  They ignore me and walk away.  I get back up and think about how I may be able to stop myself from hitting the ground but if it were a high enough fall I could still end up hurt from the abrupt stop.  I decide I need to try a decelerating stop instead of an abrupt stop.  I try it a few times and it required a little more concentration to slowly stop myself rather than an abrupt stop. I lose recollection here.

[F] I am walking along a street that looks like one that runs in front of my old middle school.  Where the football field was now has playground equipment.  I make my way to one of the playground equipment and see a woman sitting on a merry go round writing in a notebook.  Behind her are children playing on some other playground equipment.  I assumed she was their teacher or something.  I look closer and its an old friend M.  She is writing intently in the notebook and doesn't notice me.  I lean downward and look her in the eye and say "Hey M!" with a smile.  She looks up from her notebook with a solemn expression and says with spiteful intonation "Hello misery." and looks back down at her notebook.  I'm a little taken aback and walk way without responding and go over to a near by climbing frame.  I nimbly swing and climb my way to the top of it and sit squatting perched looking at her feeling defeated.

So it seems like lots of personal stuff is back on track. The Job. New car purchase. I've been writing and recording music. House projects. Dog is hanging in there. Now I just have to get my crap together with my lucid dreaming. This one was not stellar. But I did manage to change a scene from general void space which is something I had never really done before. In that way anyhow.

But the goal has to be to enter the water, commune with the larger consciousness system and just relax. And perhaps transmit love and entropy reduction per my progress in other areas of life. Perhaps contributing to the system in general.

G/C + N + LT

Boxed In (DILD)

I am in the back seat of my Jag with two other people up front. I'm studying the dash board and realize that the dials and console are not quite correct. It dawns on me that I'm dreaming. Unsure of the best approach here, I decide to float up and simply pass through the roof of the car. I continue to float up and the scene begins to fade to voidspace.

From there I remember by goal to get to the beach. I have not successfully been there for some time and I'm quite determined. So I reach out for pebbles and water and sense the IDENT of feel of this location. Before long I get the tactile sensations I'm looking for and splach some salt water in my face and mouth to confirm it. As the scene manifests I am actually quite a ways from the water. A good hundred feet or so on a shallow incline upwards. I gain my composure and make my way to the water. It's quite shallow and low tide and instinctively I reach out for my guide, which was not part of the plan per say. I don't get a response. I walk in deeper and try the same. At some point rather quickly a new scene forms around the water. A small room with cubby style cabinets. I reach into the cabinet and my hand is met with hers. I pull her out and she floats horizontally out of the cubby. She then slowly re-orients herself vertical. She looks a bit different but her IDENT appears correct. I say something to the effect of "who or what are you?" but the scene becomes unstable and I lose the dream.

Meet Tommy at Yankee Stadium? (DILD)

I'm in my car driving into NYC. I am supposed to rendevous with my Uncle Tommy at some location and then we are planning to meet at a Yankees game. I am nervous for a few reasons. I am unfamiliar with the roads, and furthermore I stand out in my car as it's a bit nice for the neighborhood. I probably stand out for other reasons too. Regardless, I continue to drive. I wonder if it would be better just to meet up at the Stadium as I already have my ticket in hand.

There is a scene change and I now find myself alone at a table at a half way decent restaurant. A female hispanic waiter takes an order and as she walks away I recognize the scene change situation and realize that I'm dreaming. The waitress was pretty hot, in some slinky tight see thru pants and I can't help myself. I get up and make a move on her, but don't get very far before waking.

My only comment here is in relation to the first dream. By trying the same thing again instinctively, I was literally boxed in by a room. analogous to how I am boxing myself in with these unfocused efforts, trying the same stuff over and over. I need to be better focused, and implement my plan much more cleanly.

G/C (12) + LT

I was on the fence. 8 mg G or 12? I did not want to fail again so I went for broke. In reality, doing a proper WBTB and clearly setting goals seemed to help too. I woke too late after this sequence to capture many of the details. But I do remember the core experiences off the top of my head.

Acrobatic Flying (DILD)

I am walking around outside at night, under a patio with a steel canopy. For no specific reason, I realize I am dreaming. I get excited but I am also nowhere consistent with where I wanted to be. So rather than over think things, I wlak out fromo under the metal canopy and leap in the air. I sore at a blistering rate and I'm treated to a spectacular view of the wooded area surrounding me. I then proceed to do a few minutes worth of acrobatic flying, with lots of flips and rolls and various other maneuvers. Some point later, I lose this dream.

Beach #1 (INRALD)

I am on the couch, believing I have woken. It takes a while, but eventually the feel of the scene makes me realize I am dreaming. I roll over and try to make sure I proceed with all the laid out steps. I grab my wand and put it in my pocket. But when I realize that the skinny side down is not stable, I slowly take it out, insuring that the handle goes first. I then approach the wall and manager to decompose it and enter. I have a great deal of trouble creating my target locale as I am quite out of practice. But I eventually reach for a handful of beach pebbles and get he very realistic sensations of such. The scene forms around me and I am at my target beach.

I then walk toward the water. It's nighttime, and there is a blindingly bright light about a half mile out into the water. Hard to tell what the source is. But I literally have to hold my hand in front of my eyes to block the rays. As I continue to walk, I realize that it is very low tide and I have to wade quite far into the water. When I eventually do, I simply do what I seem to have been instructed to do. I back float and relax. Nothing more. I hold this position and mindset for some time, before losing this dream.

Blue Male Face (INRALD)

I find myself back on the couch. The corner light is on. My first reaction is to think that this is very annoying. My second is to realize that I am dreaming, since I most certainly turned off all the lights prior to ending my WBTB session. I roll over proceed with the same sequence as before. Once again, I have a bit of trouble using my portal to change the dream scene. But eventually as before, I get a good handful of pebbles and I am able to materialize a beach scene. But in this case, it's a different locale all together. More like a very large lake at the bottom of a subtle hill I am on top of. In an excited manner, I jog down the hill and jump face and arms first into the seemingly deep water. I stay down for longer than expected. I have some minor stress over losing my breath, even though the rational side of me knows that this is impossible.

When I do come up, I once again take a back float posture. I review some of the things I've been doing to increase my entropy. My efforts at work, and my efforts to be creative(song writing and recording, some). Before I know it I realize that the scene has changed some The sky has been replaced by a ceiling of some sort. It looks sort of cave like. As I continue to look, I realize there is a face projecting from the ceiling. I see a distinct set of eyes, nose and mouth. The coloration is a medium toned blue. This face, which is male is also animated and seemingly alive. And it is watching me. I have a momentary bit of nervousness over this. But then realize that it does not seem malevolent in any way and I just go with it. As I drift right, it's eyes drift left to follow me. As I drift to my left it's eyes circle back the opposite way to continue to watch and absorb what I am doing. I soon lose this dream.

Fraternity (DILD)

I am walking along a path on what appears to be a college campus. At first the scene next to me is a building. But then it suddenly changes to the path on March Field that leads to our Fraternity house. I am surprised and immediately happy about this. I pick up the pace and check out the view of the old house. It actually appears as it did prior to the renovations that were supposed to finish up this summer. I get to the front door hoping it's unlocked. Sure enough it is. But when I enter the house is completely pitch black inside. I walk around trying to find a switch or lighting of some kind but fail to do so. I soon lose this dream.

The brilliant light seemed to represent the collective conscious. That seems obvious. The blue face appeared to be another manifestation of such - ready to follow me and watch and absorb my attempts at positive experiences which might feed and nourish the system

G/C + LT (12 mg)

So I figured I would start off where I left off. Get to the beach. Enter the water. Do deeper into the ocean so as to represent going deeper into consciousness space. Putting aside any fear. And just relaxing. And let the dreamspace show me what it wants.

Glowing Red Buildings in the Mist (DILD)

I am in my music room looking over to my amp. It's turned around the wrong way. And while I don't realize it at the time it also is a two piece rather than a combo. My classic guitar is missing all together and I wonder who's been messing with my stuff. So I go downstairs ready to yell and create a commotion. I find K in the kitchen and I'm about to ask her whose been screwing with my stuff. But in my corner of the kitchen I see two stacks of amps. One Mesa Boogie and One Randall. It hits me that I'm dreaming. I get excited and then nervous ... can't screw this up! But in worrying about things at all I wake.

I find myself on the couch. I relax and let some vibes manifest. When they cease I am pretty sure I'm dreaming based on the feel of things. But when I sit up Sasha comes walking over which is quite unusual. Her usual posture wherein she wants me to give her some water. But I forgo that effort and decide to get through the wall, if I can. I grab my wand and try to soften the wall. I manage that task quite well, reach for pebbles and help the new scene unfold. When it does I am at my target beach, but quite a ways east of my usual location. It's broad daylight and I wander over to the water. There are various abandoned boats floating in the water. One drifts over to me and I manage to push it away. There are also two spots in the water where something underneath is producing a gas of some kind as there are violent bubbles coming to the surface. I get a bit nervous at the unknown here and remove my wand from my pants pocket just in case I need to use it for some defensive magic of some kind. With that I enter the water deeper and deeper, turn on my back and continue out to sea. Before long I am surprising far from sure. I relax and close my eyes and just try to enjoy the sensations, and the flow of energy around me. But when I open my eyes there is something of a scene change.

It is now dark and I am even further out. Perhaps 1-2 miles off shore. There is a mist in the air and when I look over to shore the scene is replaced by one more consistent with New York City. a landscape of tall buildings. These buildings are glowing a deep subtle red and they have a texture to them. They almost look like they are made of straw, or some other very rough material. Which of course would be impossible. But I am rather in awe of the overall scene. It's very mesmerizing, very mysterious in it's own way. Again I close my eyes and again I induce a scene change.

I know find myself in a mansion of some sort. Sasha is again with me and I walk around trying to see what is interesting. I find a door to exit to the property but she does not follow. Once outside I walk around the grounds, again at night. It dawns on me that it might be nice to find a DC for some erotic play. I see a red car parked nearby and get the sense that there are people in it. When I walk over, I interrupt a guy and a girl kissing. I close the door and leave them be. As I continue to walk around I am coming across more and more random DC's walking the grounds. But none seem particularly interesting and I ignore them. I decide to go back into the house instead. When I do, there is a small doorway that looks interesting. I open it and find another door about 1 foot deeper. Then another, and another. This seems to be going no where so I turn back around. At about this point I have a FA and begin to jot down dream notes, before waking for real.

Lion Chasing Bear (DILD)

I am several stories up on a tall concrete building. There is a promenade of sorts wrapping around the building even at this heights with a wall to protect one from falling over. The wall is about shoulder height. I find myself running after two animals. A male lion chasing a bear.  They are both quite nimble, especially the lion who is easily able to jump from wall top, back to the the paved bottom and slightly up the building in his attempt to out maneuver the bear. But even though they are engaged in a chase, I don't get the sense that it's a matter of life or death. Eventually they outrun me and it dawns on me that it's probably for the better. Before I know it, I am somehow back on the ground walking away from the building. Perhaps because of the sudden scene change I find myself lucid.

I begin to walk around on the road leading away from this building. First a slow walk, and then for some reason I feel compelled to jog away. Eventually the scene starts to feel very familiar. I realize it is very much like the exit of the Meadowbrook parkway (if I recall?) that leads toward the Nassau Coliseum. I stop and admire the scene and reminisce a bit about my time spent growing up in this general area. I lose this dream and have a series of non lucid dreams before waking again.

The symbolism of the last dream is interesting. One bad thing is the lion represents a ton of different things. So it's a bit ambiguous. But it's power and ferocity is obvious none the less. The bear often represents resurrection (as in coming out of hibernation). It's interest that my attempt to resurrect my lucid dreaming focus (the bear) is being chased by a powerful and ferocious animal (lion) and that I am chasing that animal in turn. Seems symbolic of a power struggle.

G/C + LT

My rather lame LD experiences continue ...

Americana (DILD)

I am at a small carnival on the outskirts of a forest. The various trees in the forest are all getting their fall colors. Based perhaps on scene discontinuity, or perhaps the early fall colors, I realize I'm dreaming. The trees are very beautiful and I decide to run toward them and fly. I do just that leaping in the air and shooting upwards toward the tree tops. I swoop around for a bit trying to get higher than the trees themselves but I have no frame of reference to focus on, hence I can't pull myself any higher mentally. I lose this scene.

I now find myself in my bed at the Bayville house, perhaps only half lucid. I don't immediately recognize the location but I know things are not correct. I can see through my hand and this is mesmerizing. I move it back and forth across my field of vision playing around with this X-ray vision phenomenon. Scene change.

I now find myself on the couch in my present house. I am laying on my left side and Sasha comes over and collapses into my head and shoulder area trying to get my attention. Again at this point I am probably only about half lucid and I am questioning if I've woken and Sasha just needs my attention. Scene change.

I am now in a mostly abandoned building. As I walk through the door a guy bumps into me rather violently. I get pissed at him and he does not look like he's going to back down. I forget who makes the first more per say, but next you know we are engaged in a fight. But I somehow manage to quickly position him into a Jiu Jitsu Americana shoulder lock and he gives up. I get up and continue walking.

I next happen upon a music store that is setting up shop. I walk in and the guy behind the counter gives me a coupon for some future discount. I can't quite make out the details on the paper but I accept his gift and move on.

As I continue to walk through this building it becomes much more homey. More like a mansion that a warehouse. I hear a shower and it immediately dawns on me that I can almost surely find and attractive DC in there. So I find the bathroom and help myself in. There is a young beautiful Asian woman completely naked with her front toward a mirror at a vanity. I move up behind her and cup her breastsfrom behind  and play with her nipples to see if she'll respond. She clearly likes my attention and proceeds to rather bluntly tell me how wet she is. I work a finger inside her to verify for myself.  But at this point I'm not aroused and I ask her to take care of that for me. So she gets on her knees and starts to work me with her mouth. I look over to my left and there is a laptop PC set-up and it's on some page that has to do with MIP. Concentrating on two things at once proves too much and I lose this dream.

G/C (12) + LT

Sasha at the Bayville House (DILD)

I am in a bed. This in and of itself is not correct as I was last on the den couch. The bed is somehow familiar but I can't quite place it. I relax and envision my room in the Bayville house all around me. When I feel comfortable with that scene I roll over and find the door to the hallway. I exit the room and find myself exactly where I expect. I walk down the stairs and quickly surmise that the living room light is on. But it's only a dim light. I round the stairwell and head toward the LR. My mom is on the near end of the couch reading the newspaper. There is a dog roughly at her feet. I wonder to myself which family dog this might be? As there are several options. As I walk closer to the scene I quickly realize it's our present dog Sasha. Even though her presence is not correct for this locale, I don't over think it. I walk over and bend down and pet her and stroke and rub her head some. She enjoys my attentions for a few moments. I then lose this scene and my lucidity.

G/C + N + LT

FINALLY - SWEET LUCIDITY.

Absorbing Healing Energy (DILD)

I am walking around in the kitchen and Sasha is all fussy for water. So I grab the big plastic cup and head over to the dispenser. But I come to realize that my movements are not correct, and that I am dreaming. I forgo these actions and head straight for the wall in the den. I soften and decompose it, and grab for beach pebbles so as to get pulled into that scene. But I am so damn out of practice I completely forget to feel for the IDENT of my desired locale and end up at a completely random beach. Even though it was not my desired destination, it is quite beautiful. The overall feel is very Caribbean and resort like. A tropical beach with one very large white/yellow hotel and several smaller ones.

I begin to make my way to the water. There are these small creatures all over the beach. They are clearly land bound, but they would best be described as a combination of a fly and a very small crab. Their wing apparently not facilitating flight. The tide is extremely low and this has left small puddles along the beach. I traverse these puddles and make my way into the water. I walk further and further in hoping that there will be a steep drop off at some point. Though that never happens. But after walking a hundred feet or so I am finally submerged. I reach down as far as I can with my foot to verify this. There is a small part of me that feels like I should be afraid of what my feet might find (shark, snapping turtle, etc ...). But I am certain I'm safe and I begin to backstroke deeper into the sea.

I then remember my goal to heal my shoulders. And mentally I envision the energy of these scene being focused into these joints in a soothing and healing manner. I then disperse this energy to my entire body, realizing that life's enormous stresses have gotten the better of me as of late, and in general I can use some physical and mental healing. I enjoy this posture and experience for another minute or so before getting lost in the experience and ultimately losing the dream.

Show Me Something Beautiful (DILD?)

I am on the couch sleeping (?) but aware of my locale. I begin to experience very high frequency vibrations. At first this throws me off. It's been so long since I have had this experience. But then it finally hits me. I'm transitioning or of course already dreaming. I relax and let them subside naturally. I then get up and once again Sasha is fussy for water. I begin to question my state just a bit. So rather than ignore her, I decide to get her some water. But in going through this process I become absolutely certain I'm dreaming based on overall feel of the scene. Once I dump some water into her dish and take care of her, I decide to exit the house via the front door.

I leap in the air and simply flap to gain altitude. I am soon above the neighborhood canopy of trees flying higher and higher into the night sky. I then change direction, flying backstroke style. Slow at first, then faster and faster. At first, I notice a bit of pain in my shoulders from the action. This general issue on my mind. But quickly this subsides. I begin to see various images in the space I am zipping past. Various fractal shapes and patterns. Then a grid of what appears to be a 9x9 matrix of large painted tiles, with various images of the hotel from the previous dream.

At this point I mentally make a command to my dreamspace, to show me something beautiful. It quickly responds, changing the previous scene to a stunning image. It would be hard to describe in words. Two long figure eights at a 90 degree angel to each other in an oval shaped bubble, that bubble being the centroid of two more criss-crossed long figure eights as if this was the basis of a recursive fractal pattern. I immediately liken this to being a manifestation of the source. The engine that drives our reality and being. I watch mesmerized as the dark blue lines of the previously described shapes slowly vibrate and pulsate over a light blue backdrop. I soon lose this dream.

I do feel better today in general. But who knows. Maybe that is just due to absorbing someo good energy and a LD re-charge Which is something I have been largely devoid of.

The last dream was particularly interesting. As the something beautiful was geometric and mathematical. Yet powerful and accepting and life giving.

G/C (12) + LT

Just a high level write up. Didn't even get a chance to document these yesterday. They were not stellar anyhow.

Fractal Nature (DILD)

I find myself in a bed and realize I am turned the wrong way, with my head where my feet should be. It's quite dark but I also realize I am at the Bayville house in my old room. I therefor realize it's a dream. I try to turn over but I have the perception of sleep paralysis and can hardly move. I relax and roll some more finally accomplishing that goal. I begin to make may way downstairs. As I do, the dream fades and there is nothing but bright white light where I am heading. I eventually make my way outside, feeling my way to a certain degree. I leap in the air and fly. I ask the dreamspace "Show me something to better understand the fractal nature of the Universe". Unlike my last request to the dreamapce, the response is slower. All I get are a number of images of buildings, slowly fading in and out of my view.

There is a scene change. I find myself wandering around some suburban locale that I am unfamiliar with.

Another scene change. I find myself with an attractive DC. I begin the have my way with her. In the process I tell her a number of things I want her to say to turn me on. She does just that, word for word. But her tone is very robotic, and it's not at all arousing. I soon lose this dream.

More Miscellaneous Locales (DILD)

I find myself in a number of different place, most or which are suburban or kinda rural. I just wander around in each location, trying to find something interesting. At one point, I realize I'm on a college campus. I am overlooking a quad and very stately college building with lots of beautiful trees. It's a pleasant scene and one which is quite complex. It pleases me that my mind has created such a detailed locale and I marvel at it for a while.

G/C + N + LT

Wow, this was a stellar night ...

Reluctant Threesome (DILD)

I am in a situation with my wife and some other guy. We are all waking up and it's obvious he's aroused. I realize I'm dreaming. I decide to put it in her mouth while her dream friend puts it elsewhere.

Failed Portal (DILD)

I find myself in a commercial building of some kind I wander for a bit and realize I'm dreaming. I feel compelled to find a wall to get to my target locale. But a nice clean wall with nothing in front of it is all the way back at my original location. So I walk back there and try to open a portal but I don't make any real progress.

G/C + N/4 + LT

During WBTB, I reflected on the fact that I was quite happy to be re-engaging my work with Maria. I knew she would be saying a prayer on her end. I my end I made a similar request to the Source. I reflected on the fact that these may be nothing more than two interpretations of the same thing. I also wondered whether the Source is effectively a non-physical conduit whereby our mental thoughts and experiences route from one person to another, facilitating various PSI phenomenon.

Portal to Maria? (INRALD)

I am trying to sleep on the couch when I perceive that there's been a discontinuity in time. I sit up to check the VCR time. Sure enough, it's reporting 2:30 which is far too early. I must be dreaming. My intent is quite clear. I make my way to the door, open it and leap in the air. It's my goal to create a scene change and let the dreamspace take me to whatever locale is best in order to help us meet up. I am surprised that my shoulders are bothering me, much like they are in WR right now. But I remind myself that is truly just a projection of my mind. I try to fly faster and faster and leave this scene behind but the scene is rather faded and this once viable method is not working at the moment. So instead I feel for her presence. I visualize her and can almost reach out for her. The feeling and presence becomes more clear and I just go with it. Reaching out to hug her. I think about how happy it makes me feel and how I would like to make her happy as well, by reaching her. The dream soon fades and I lose it.

Dog Sanctuary? (DILD)

I find myself at a different locale and again because of the perceived scene discontinuity I realize I'm dreaming. I am at the shoreline in a location I don't recognize. There is an expansive lawn heading upwards at an angle toward a mansion. There are two dogs playing with one another and I get the sense it's a dog retreat or sanctuary of some kind. I decide to walk up the lawn and toward the house and the dogs choose to follow. I make my way toward a very old fashioned front door. And old, heavy creaky door with thick rivets holding strips of cross bars tightly against the wooden portion. I open it and I'm confronted with a space a few feet deep and then another door. I get frustrated. The infinite nested door problem? I open this one and then another. I open one final door hoping this will lead me to something fruitful, perhaps a scene in which I can find Maria. It does indeed lead to a room, though it is quite disheveled. Apparently a dining room of sorts, with long wooden tables and junk all over them. The dogs have continued to follow me and they run and play and explore in this room. Much of it is still unexposed as it lead in various directions and I hope the dreamspace has simply lead me to Maria. I call out for her once or twice, hoping she might respond. Trying to visualize her rounding a corner and entering the room. But for now, the effort does not bear fruit. I continue to walk around for a bit before losing the dream,

G/C (12) + LT

Conversation with Water Woman (DILD)

I am in a bedroom with a very high window leading to an outdoor scene. There is a small boys head on the other side of the window. It does not seem immediately odd or strange that he must somehow be floating in mid air, as the bedroom is almost certainly on the 2nd or 3rd floor of this house. We have a brief conversation through the glass. A dialogue which I don't remember right now. But when we finish, he quickly falls downwards. This act is finally so strange that it immediately hits me that I'm dreaming. I also quickly lock in on my goal, the first step of which is getting to my usual portal wall. So I exit the bedroom and look for a stairwell. As I walk through this house, it becomes rather "fun house" like. The walls are vibrating and the floor is rocking back and forth. I do find the stairs down and realize that they are quite reminiscent of the Bayville house. But somehow, I know that I can project my TV room from my present home, into the spot where the TV room is in the Bayville house and get to where I need to go. This works very seamlessly and I now find myself positioned to get to my target locale.

When I get to the wall, the stereo speaker is too close to squeeze between it and the door to the basement. Here I am not subtle. I simply pull out the speaker and toss it aside. I place my hands on the wall, soften it and enter. At first, it feels like there is a sheet or blanket over me which I need to toss out of the way to get to generalized void space. Then I have a very clear moment. I remind myself of the necessary steps. Reach out for pebbles, imagine the sounds and smells of the beach and tune into the overall IDENT of the beach. I implement these steps perfectly and when I open my eyes and stand up, I am way up toward the tree line, looking down at the target beach at low tide. Though the scene is not perfect. The slope from trail/treeline is too steep and there are too many boulder along the beach and in the shallow water. But I am confident that this scene will do.

I have a good 150 feet or so to traverse. Should I fly? I decide to simply run on all fours, digging in deeply with my hands, pulling with them and pushing with my legs. In a matter of a few second I am at the shoreline. I begin to enter it and once I am in marginally deep waters I float, and backstroke to deeper waters. Oddly, there are seals all over the place. On the boulders, swimming and so forth. One particularly vocal seal swims right next to me. I need to turn my head from time to time to insure I don't crash into a boulder. Then a scene from the west catches my eye, a few rather violent lightening strikes in the cloudy night sky. I ponder how real this experience feels, just as real as WR and consider how the only real difference is the sheer number of sentient creatures propping up WR in a simultaneous manner. With that, I realize I am about 5 feet deep which will be more than enough. I stop next to a particularly large boulder, put my hand in the water and mentally (and probably verbally) say something like "I hope to get your help in finding Maria Isabel Pita in the dreamspace". With that I feel her hand reaching for mine. An initial miss in the coupling following by a firm interlock with her rising out of the water. As always, she is nude. We embrace and telepathically I let her know that I have missed her very much and that I am sorry I have not been more present for her. Scene change.

I find myself with Water Woman, seated in front of a small cafe which is part of a very small inside mall. There are small stores along each side of a 1 story and modest sized hallway. She is now dressed, in a light blue sleeveless sun dress with yellow and white floral patterns on it. Her hair looks different as well. Though come to think of it now, perhaps that is only because it's dry now. It is a very light brown and quite wavy and long. I repeat my question telepathically, again something to the effect of whether she could help me find Maria. I forget her exact response now, but she surprises me by speaking. But in short, her response is no, she can't . This catches me off guard and I am at a loss how to respond. So I ask her the next logical question ... "is this because my growth in OOB travel must rely on my own methods, and not on the help of others?". Again, her precise response I forget at this time but she acknowledges that this is the case. Interestingly her responses are very straight forward, not the "flowery metaphorical" responses I have often been given in the dreamspace. At this time, I feel quite overwhelmed by her beauty and presence. I realize my right hand has been on her left leg all along. I can't help but to lean in and give her a kiss. But her response is very luke warm. So I back off. I am now at a loss here to go with this, another natural line of questions comes to mind, since I would like to ultimately couple dream sharing with mind mattter interaction. I ask her something to the effect of "are you the one who has helped me realize some of those initial mind matter positive results on the psyleron?". Here, she does not respond but I get the distinct sense that she was involved in at least some peripheral manner. I lose this dream and have a series of non lucids before waking.

Obligatory "It's been too long!"

I've had lots of vivid fragments lately as my cat keeps waking me up early morning.  Also inadvertently sleeping on my back seems to induce more vivid/lucids.

[F] It's crisp clear night with a grey hue from the moonlight. I'm outside in the backyard of an oddly familiar house.  It was a small ranch style house painted grey and white.  I'm with a group of people I don't recognize and a few of them are sitting in a small tree. The tree looked like a scaled down version of a fully grown one, only about 7 feet tall with grey bark and white leaves.  The tree was directly next to a small pool about 15 feet wide. I see one person standing behind the tree pulling on ropes making the tree bend backward.  The tree bent all the way back to the ground with the people still sitting in it.  I assumed they were going to try to fling themselves across the pool or into it if they didn't make it across.  Just before they launch themselves an orb of sharp white light appeared above the house.  It slowly moved over the yard then shot off toward the horizon. One of the women in the group yells "We got a visitor!" and everyone cheers.

[F] I'm in an unfamiliar house.  The room is sparsely furnished with a sleek modern leather couch and a large flat screen tv and hardwood floor.  I look at the television and see a woman sitting on a fainting couch outside in a tropical setting with the sea behind her. Shes quite beautiful with dark brown hair and a silk dress with a sinister yet alluring smile.  I walk up to the TV, I flatten out my hand with fingers together and slowly push then into the television screen. I bend over and step all the way through into the tropical scene.  When I do the woman is gone from the couch and I realize I was tricked.  I look back toward the direction I came.  I see a giant window maybe 50 feet by 100 feet and see the room I was in behind a patchy grid of faint translucent pixels.  The woman is now in the room standing looking at me with a smirk. I quickly try to push my hand back through into the room and I can feel a force pushing back not allowing me to. My view through the window became increasingly patchy and distorted as she slowly raised her hand holding a remote and pressed the power button.

Quote from: Oneironautical1 on October 23, 2015, 01:56:35 PMObligatory "It's been too long!"

Also obligatory "Damned right it's been too long!!!"

Hello there-

Your recall and ability continue to astound, Dr. For real.

I will not hijack, except that I will, to share that years down the line, where my dreams used to contain "longing, belonging, happiness and peace" (out of touch with my WL at the time) they now accurately reflect waking happiness. This is how it should be.

For the record, Herb and I separated well over 3 years ago.

That said, my galantamine bottle remains untouched on a shelf. Will need to do my homework on that one.

All the best.

12/27/15

In my house but it is very unlike my house IRL. Different passageways, hidden doors. There is expansive basement. It's a beautiful floor plan but man, it was let to be neglected. Cobwebs everywhere. I am angry at my parents for letting such a good house go. Could be a great party house. Now everyone's older, no more time for party.

Bro.  I'm getting lazy for quoting but: I tried successfully a few times for CWILD.  But, you DO need the withdrawal headache or it definitely won't work, at least for me. And I've flown in planes almost all my life, but in small float planes mostly.  I can't tell you the number of dreams of planes crashing that I've had.  Usually if I am in them I become lucid.  If I am observing, then I just watch in horror :(

Quote from: Shellidfl on December 29, 2015, 05:52:47 PMyou DO need the withdrawal headache or it definitely won't work, at least for me.Good feedback. I've several coffees this morning and the headache is gone. Will have an afternoon nap. Quote from: Shellidfl on December 29, 2015, 05:52:47 PMAnd I've flown in planes almost all my life, but in small float planes mostlyI should be so lucky! If only flying weren't so expensive IRL, I'd get certified in a heartbeat. Quote from: Shellidfl on December 29, 2015, 05:52:47 PMplanes crashing that I've had.  Usually if I am in them I become lucid. Excellent dream sign.

12/31-15- A lucid dream (New years eve)

I am in ex girlfriend K's house. (different than IRL). She is not present. I think I am in the house alone. I seem to be sleeping in sleeping bag in TV room (the house resembles a cousin's house IRL, but at the same time, is in a distant, far off state, where many vacation). I am blasting loud trance instrumental music. I awaken in morning and to my horror, ex GF parents are home and they are quietly bad mouthing me for disturbing their morning. I am naked. The ex GF parent's along with an attractive female (a supposed neighbor of ex GF parents) around my age (not the EX GF) are huddled around island in kitchen. I am lucid now. The bad things they all say now do not matter. My focus is on the attractive female. I am no longer in ex GF parent's house but am in a random mansion, finding my way up labrynth stairwells to a bedroom upstairs. I tell myself “In this bedroom will be that female that I will do (adult) things with. I am soon doing just that in a fancy, poorly lit bedroom. I am enjoying myself with this person until I (still vaguely lucid) realize that this figure , bent over in front of me, begins to appear less than female, it is almost a mirror image of myself, if someone were enjoying themselves with me, as I was enjoying myself with this figure. Nevertheless I am revolted and frustrated that this LD has taken this turn. I soon wake

Fragment- Images of a young hitler. I am trying to identify young hitler in photos.

Most recent dream signs. To post a list above my bed too.

People K the exGF Ex gf parents My dogs Angry, unpredictable cats

Situations- neutral emotion Adult trips overseas, cross country High school School fields Different Versions of my house Secret passages Piloting an airplane, glider, flying raft Witnessing 9/11 attacks Flight simulator images Floating around house/neighborhood Rural piloting/hiking Modified versions of college campus’ White house Mansions, labrynth houses Mirror image houses

Situations- emotionally charged Profound sex    (happiness) Upstate ny vacations    (longing) Driving, unfamiliar roadways, roadtrip, night time, very fast driving  (excitement) Naked (embarrassment) Locker troubles (embarrassment, pressure) Abusive internship (fear, anger) Overflowing embarassaing toilet/smells (embarrassment) Having to finish up high school again (exasperation, fear) Death, bleeding out (sadness, resignation) Trying to hide drugs (fear, pressure) Snow, skiing trip, chairlift (happiness, longing) Theme parks roller coasters, looking up, (happiness) The idea of the homeland (longing) Garage/basement modifications, cobwebs (happiness, longing) Exotic oversees alleyways (longing, excitement) California cities (longing) human waste (disgust) intruders at home (fear) parachuting (fear, happiness, excitement) supermarket (excitement) airports (excitement, longing)

I experimented with a dream alarm (just very simple tool designed to interrupt you in/at end of REM cycle). Set it to (after 5 hours sleep) top interrupt me every 1/2 hour. Combined with an accurate dream sign list, I did manage to get lucid once and boosted recall.

1/1/16

1. I am lucid, flying and gliding far above some other dream characters, but also a co worker from work. The location seems to be a well groomed, green grass, athletic stunt park with ramps and jumps. Instead of people riding bikes over the ramps/jumps, people, (including co worker from work) are jogging over the jumps in clusters. I glide/fly higher and higher, as I know it's possible, so I am not as easily seen. (I am naked and feel embarrassed, have urge to hide. I fly higher and things begin to fade. I look down and see co worker still jogging, shirtless. I think "man, even at his age he is still in great shape, I have some work to do".

2. Glass college school room. I am in next room over across a pane of glass. The cute nurse from work is there. She is wearing a short skirt that is somehow also modest, but to me, it is nothing but arousing. She, instead of sitting, is squatting speaking to someone in a college room next to the room I happen to be in. I (emotion- arousal)

3. I am boarding a large coach bus. Even larger than they are IRL. It seems to be cavernous inside. It is packed with people. We are to head to a nearby amusement park that I know is 1.5 hours away. I am excited for this trip. The bus picks myself and some others up at convenience store on the corner of my street.

4. Fragment (incomprehensible scrawl) "J emphasizes the importance of .......school"

5. Fragment: A tornado is coming, I feel the vibrations and shaking.

6. Brother is at home and hes is perhaps alone, perhaps with his GF. I am in a room of our house going "solo". He is soon in the room with me, and I am no longer engaged in said sexual activity. He accidentally breaks a fancy glass on the bathroom floor. I have a premonition of my father chastising him for breaking this glass.

7. Fragment "Wines created in outer space".

That's cool!  I'd try it IF I didn't know I'd stay awake most of the night after that

-I was in the Death Star with Rey (main girl from new Star Wars movie). I had a green lightsaber and dropped it down a shaft. -I was with Eriq and two girls from my last Biology class. We were walking along a mountainous path. To finish our Biology class, we had to reach a large mountain in the distance. Our path was filled with many rolling hills. The sky was impossibly blue and filled with cute, fluffy clouds (almost like a Super Mario game). I looked across the scene and saw many other jagged mountains on the horizon that were capped by these cute clouds. A surreal and beautiful scene... -I was trapped by a giant spider in a mansion. I tried to escape but it ate me and this was incredibly painful. -I ran away from home and ended up in Washington DC. I passed a homeless camp in the metro and ended up in a used book store that was selling every volume of Naruto.

[Fun fact dudes: I've been dreaming of a thrift store that sells used manga for three dollars a volume. None of those dreams are recorded here unfortunately because I was busy with college. Anyways, the thrift store of my dreams is real! I found it by accident last week. It's called McKay's. I've bought four mangas, three Star Wars comics, and a old J-Pop CD so far! It's my new favorite store and I can walk to it from my house!]

-I was trying to be apart of a society that formed inside a high school gym. The gym turned into a glass cage in a forest and I was on the outside. I tried to get inside the cage but had clear worms thrown at me. I crawled away on my belly (like a snake) into the surrounding forest. Then the scene shifted and I was in a sterile long, white corridor. There were computer screens on the walls. I decided to try and join a online game (another society). When I entered the game, it was like I was inside the game (virtual reality). The game was like Second Life. I fell into a pit of water and begin sinking. There were a lot of fish and it was dark. I made my avatar fly out of the water. I then landed on a island of mushrooms and cottages. I started talking to the leader of the game but apparently he didn't like the way I answered his questions and kicked me out of the game. I also was supposed to know about a glitch in the game involving ducks which also led to me being booted. I had no society no matter where I went!

Those long hallways in dreams, like your long white corridor, always give me the creeps for some reason. I've wondered if they're a psychosomatic representation of the neural pathways in our brains connecting the ideas and images that make up our dreams. I have no evidence for that, it's just a thought I've been toying with.

That's an interesting idea. I've never thought of that before, but I can really see how you've connected the two things (endless corridors to neural pathways). There's a lot of things about dreams that I find to be strange and eerie. I actually wrote about a phenomena I've had in my dreams awhile ago. I'll copy and paste it below... Maybe you can relate? Or will just find it interesting?

Quote from: MeltingCORE on August 31, 2015, 09:24:19 PMI had an interesting phenomenon happen in my dream last night that's only happened to me once before. I'll try to explain it the best I can. I was walking down a road I used to know and all of a sudden I tried to wake myself up for no apparent reason. There wasn't anything threatening in this dream. As I tried to wake up, I saw a white background with horizontal black lines running through it. The lines were distorted and bulged outwards. It hurt my eyes. It stopped and I returned to the dream. The last time this happened was in 2012. Another phenomenon happened in a dream I never recorded here about a week ago. I was flying through a neighborhood and the landscape began to fragment like I was in a computer program. Like, remember the old computers and how command boxes could be dragged around and created a distorted look? Yeah, the landscape looked like that. In a older dream, the landscape was cut off and fell into a void - like a video game landscape that hasn't been fully generated. Annnd in another dream, I was in a maze but it was simple blue shapes and nothing else. Like a crude gaming program. It's weird because most of my other dreams are vivid and complex. Just sometimes my dreams act like I'm in a program. Just my thoughts...

I've had an experience that is somewhat similar. I remember a dream where I was in a room I didn't recognize. I wanted to leave but found that I couldn't pass through the walls as I usually do when lucid. I tried the door but there was a grid of glowing blue intersected lines that were blocking me in the doorway. It didn't hurt when I touched them, but they were more physical than anything in a dream has a right to be. It was as though I was only allowed to be in this room for the moment. The only way I could get out of it would be to enter the void and transition to another dream.

It is indeed some strange stuff, CORE.

-I was at work and had too many customers at once. I couldn't keep up with them and let the money fly out of the register. My co-manager yelled at me... -I was in a thrift store and there was a children's book for sale that was meant to be filled out by the child. However, the book already was filled out by it's previous owner. Who would want to buy that, even for a few cents?

-It was night and I was walking along a mountainous icy path. I saw some people in black robes walking along another mountain with candles. -It was night and I was above a unknown city on some purple and magenta clouds. When I looked upwards, the clouds seemed to reach into the infinity of space. Space ambient music was playing. I felt like if I climbed the clouds and reached the stars, I'd reach the afterlife. I had to make a choice whether to climb the clouds or go back into the city below. For some reason, I chose the city and jumped down off the clouds. The city, even though it was far away, came up at me fast and detailed (like it was real life, no weird dream glitches or anything). I was then walking home through a train station and got stabbed and robbed by a unknown man. -I was walking through a field with a bright blue sky an encountered a factory that was making clouds. The new clouds came through it's smoke stacks. The clouds were moving extremely fast. I flew onto a cloud the factory produced and started bouncing. The clouds were all bouncy. -Something about eating udon with a raw egg and trying to escape an evil woman through a mansion...

Think my heaven dream may have been influenced by the album Dreaming Into Being by Bluetech. I listened to it before I slept last night.