I was so encouraged by the false awakening, the fact that the WILD technique actually worked, that I was determined to try again. Forget leaving the house to go out and about!
I went back to try the WILD techniques again. It was much harder this time because I was excited and overly eager (if that is possible than before).
I ended up “waking” up in a bedroom, obviously not like the one in the real world. It was a queen bed, lots of blankets, kind of reminded me of the old bed in the master bedroom in the house I grew up. Except this house was bigger. The dog was sleeping with me here too and she jumped off the bed. I thought she was disturbing me from focusing on lucidity. At this point, I’m not really sure if I am awake or asleep. I did the hands reality check and my hands looked funny like they were blending into each other but I still wasn’t sure so I opened the door to let the dog out so I could be in peace. I went back into bed and she had come running back somehow. Turns out the room had 2 doors to 2 separate hallways. I let her out again and closed both doors.
I went back to the bed to try again in this part of the “dream” and woke up in a completely different bed. This time it was a dirty looking room, dark paint on the walls, chipped, creaky bed, etc. I roll out of it and there is another empty bed in there. I check my hands again and once more they were blendy and penguin like. I was becoming sure now that this was a dream. There were footsteps coming down the hallway. Someone “kicks” open the doors and 3 unsavoury looking men come in. I can’t really remember what happened but they didn’t seem to want to do harm to me. Again, in my always sexually charged mind, I think they just wanted to do something with me. I didn’t think I was in the mood. I just know in the end I had tied one of them down, shirtless, by the wrists and ankles. The one that had punky stylings, a tattoo of some words across his chest. He was strapped down to the bed by some belts or something. I went up to him before leaving the room and told him I think I met him before, either he went home with my bestie ages ago at a club or at least made out with her. Well, I couldn’t really remember. The tall, burly and big guy was just observing in the corner of the room. I just left the room.
I looked at my hands again I think, because I knew I was losing control of the dream so I really tried. I tried to visualize a place, mould my dreamscape. Ended up on the side of a road, kind of barren hill on one side, which had an opening to a big park or yard. Again I checked my hands and confirmed another time they were being weird. I think this time I really got confirmation that I knew I was dream. I recall actually jumping up and down in my dream. I also think I felt my real body inside my bed at that point responding to me jumping. Fearing that I would wakeup, I calmed down a bit and walked towards the park. There I saw these dog-like creatures doing tricks, walking backwards balancing on balls. Their owners were cheering them on. When I got closer they didn’t really seem to be dogs at all but they looked like fat shih tzus with puggy noses.
After that I was losing focus again and almost waking up. The images and sounds were fading in and out. I really wanted to stay in a lucid state inside the dream world longer.
I tried desperately to think about something that would keep me in the dream so I thought about my dear friend, the good feelings I have with him, the warmth, the mutual respect, connection, etc. Just wishing I could see his face, feel his arms around me and just be able to stare into his eyes but everything kept slipping away. I think something else had happened in the dream too but again in a way that wasn’t as vivid as people say lucid dreams are. Everything was really slippery, control or memory wise.
Anyways, I guess I am happy because of the progress. Surprised that it is not as vivid as described. Maybe I don’t know what’s real or never thought “realness” meant anything in the real world because sometimes it feels as fleeting and dreamlike. I need to either retain more control or at least remember to meet myself, or a guide in the dream.
More practice should do. I’m not discouraged.