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    1. dreams the past couple of days.

      by , 10-31-2010 at 10:59 PM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      New guitar song:

      House wtf.


      I'm in some strange house that is a lot like a base of some kind. For some reason I think a bunch of giant snakes are going to take over the place so I run up some stairs and enter this large area outside on the roof.
      I look behind one corner and see the tail end of a large red snake... It's bigger than a boa. So I run a ways and turn another corner and see a gigantic red bird... It's like twice my size and it's coming after me. I see a crumpled popcan and throw it at the bird, and then the bird chases it LOL. I enter through a window and make my way downstairs. And I know this place... like the back of my hand. anyway i enter a large room and I'm humming Spring from Vivaldi's four seasons... and everyone starts humming along their different parts it's like an acapella symphony. I wait and then chime in at a soprano line but eventually near the end there' a high note i can't reach so I shrug and leave the room.

      I wind up on some country road walking towards my brothers house.

      Asuka

      A vague dream about me and asuka in our house... I don't recall many details.

      Asuka is gonna die???

      I'm walking with some familiar people in some town. We find a bench somewhere and begin writing some contract about our association. The waking life version of asuka arrives, everyone is skeptical at first at her being in our group but they eventually allow her to sign the contract. She walks away and then I leave the group and enter a building like a school.

      In the school I fly down into some dark place. My guides, dad and brother is there. I have this weird white energy stuff in my hands. I find a place where I've been storing it and put it in the place that I fel best. I go to the darker place again where my guides are and sit down. They ask me if that's all the energy i could find. I said for now it is, and it better be enough or Asuka might not make it... I then hang my head feeling sad.

      Epic Fail at fooling me.

      At first I'm with some guy i know from a construction crew.... He's drving me to someplace... for some reason my dad thinks he's trying to fool me. But i say it's ok. I'm in the back of his truck and he drives me to someplace like my house. There I'm on some computer talking to asuka... but the asuka I'm talking to on chat isn't saying typical Asuka things... more things like K would say. I realize that K is trying to impersonate asuka over chat. Thise pisses me off and I want to type something mean like, "just fuck off enough is enough,". But for some reason i can't figure out how to type what I want to say.

      I run around the yard and people are there with all kinds of letters. I pick up the letters from them and try to organize them into my message.

      Weird Bitch.


      I'm at my inner world house in my backyard. Asuka is behind me.. I think and she's wearing a pink coat. My dad and brother are trying to get a ladder on the roof. They resort to trying to throw the ladder over the roof. In one attempt the ladder gets halfway on the roof and then slides back and hits my dad in the face. I'm like, "Shit are you ok?" ut he doesn't even flinch and tries again. He throws the ladder on the roof and it just slides down on the other side of the house. Nomad flies through a portal on a metal surfboard and rides the slanted roof and jumps landing beside us.

      Missing Time

      I wind up at some other house with some people I know. I am taking a nap in their living room when some short girl with tanned skin and almond eyes starts making out with me. Definitely not asuka... anyway there's a vague impression of having sex.

      Fa, and I'm in the living room with the girl and her 10 children. She says that we are to be married and I will help look after her children. all the children run up to me as the woman leave the room to check out their new "dad." They start interviewing me. I am talking to some really fat girl and asking her if they really are all the woman's kids. She says yes and asks me if I will feed them all. I say yes, but due to my budget they will be eating considerably less than they are use to, so there will be times where they will be slightly hungry. The girl asks if that means that she will die of starvation. I tell her no, it just means she's going to lose some weight.

      Missing time

      I'm in the same house and bunch of guys are over. I'm looking for the woman and wondering when she will leave to my house with me and the kids. Some guy keeps telling me to shush about it, i get the impression the other guys aren't supposed to know. I head towards outside, I go down the stpes toward the door and spot the woman walking past me but she doesn't even look at me.

      I'm outside and she comes out a second later with a woman in a pink jacket... The woman starts yelling at me saying, "I can't believe you made out with me and gave me all your germs." Like it was my fault.

      I say, "Oh no bitch... it was you who went and seeduced me. You started kissing me.... It was all you." She looks like she's losing the argument but then ignores what I said. She starts pulling my arm violently and her freind grabs the other arm. They drag me across the front lawn and the other guys are coming out of the house. I can't tell if it's to watch me get beat up or to join in on beating me up.

      Weird

      I'm driving with some guy and someone else near didsbury. We decide to go on a dangerous climb.

      Later I'm swimming underwater with these people... and we go through some hole and wind up in a cave. It turns ut the whole lake is contained in a gigantic blue rubber thing and there was ways to get out and just be underneath the water and be dry. It looks pretty cool. We also go around and explore these caves.

      Mixing drugs.


      I'm in some chem lab mising all these white substances. I am trying very carefully to get the proportions right.
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    2. 24 Oct: Mafia wars type dream game

      by , 10-31-2010 at 10:28 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      20:30 GMT – sleep

      Planes crash
      Two airplanes crossing the sky right above my head are clearly going to crash one into the other a bit further ahead. I m with my dad who starts running to see it and I grab my camera to film it when it happens. I think we’re maybe being morbid and cold-blooded but the fact is there’s nothing we can do to prevent it from happening.
      When we reach the crash site, we only see smoke and pieces of metal scattered all over. Later I learned a few people escaped alive but not when it crashed on the ground – they had been rescued when the plane was still on air, by some team who entered the plane in distress and gave some parachutes to selected people. They couldn’t save everybody – maybe not enough parachutes and I tried to imagine being one of the persons being left behind and the despair these persons might have felt.


      Cousins
      Staying at some place and waiting for my cousin Cris to join me there. She arrives all excited about a new job she has. Later, our cousin Rui also appears and strangely the crush I had for him as a child, rises up for no reason at all.

      Storm
      I’m at some apartment in a strange circular building on the outside, which funnels down in a spiral with inner verandas and terraces on the inside. It’s a very stormy weather outside and I close down the windows and shutters and it gets really warm and comfy inside. When shutting the last window I see someone outside who is either in danger from the storm or with whom I want to talk, but either way, I decide to go outside on purpose for this person.

      Wounded horse
      When I go outside, the building becomes a hill with green grass and lavender and many forest animals roaming around. No more stormy weather. To go faster to the bottom of the hill, I fly there. Other people are trying to do the same and fly up or down, but they are flapping their arms and look exhausted, so I try to show them how to simply glide effortlessly. When I arrive down there I encounter a huge biodiversity and also lots of animals which are alive, others that are dying and others already dead. I see a horse with a wounded leg and I really want to help but don’t know how.

      2:30 GMT

      Stalker
      Now I’m in a same kind of building as before, but this one goes underground so to go from top to bottom, I have to go down a spiral staircase so I just jump all the floors to the (under)ground level. A guy who’s down there gets absolutely amazed by that. I then mingled with people but notice that he is following me. He finally stepped into my way and asked me if I was such and such person. At first I didn’t know what he was talking about but then I realised we had met before many times already and we had a world in common. He was totally obsessed with this idea we were soul mates. And he was cute and all but I didn’t feel anything special for him at all. He was getting touchy and holding my hands and I had to tell him I have a boyfriend, but he wasn’t letting himself be discouraged by that, so I had to escape from him.

      Mafia war-like game
      I disappeared in the crowd and found a group of faces I recognised from prep and high school. They were among a group of people organizing a game which I joined. Each individual or couples were given documents and/or objects representing a company or a business. Then we had to either steal, buy or merge with other companies and the person with more businesses in the end would win. The game could go on for days and people had to go around doing fairly normal lives in this common space (building) where there were a cantina, a gym, rooms, and everything else we needed to hang there.
      In the beginning I was stealing documents from the most naïve persons, but then I started feeling bad about it and decided to instead make friendship with them and establishing agreements to merge or buy. I decided to only be aggressive to those who were aggressive to others. As aggressive and violent players were forming alliances between them, the game was getting more serious, because they would step on no matter whom to get control of others businesses, like a mafia. I had made merges, but in all agreements I kept the ownership, because I was stronger than my partners and businesses would be safer with me, but I was also being badly hunted down because so many businesses were concentrated on me. As a lonely wolf, I thought the docs would be safer with me, but only if I was not caught, so I was mostly hidden and attacking these bad guys whenever I had a shot. I managed to steal the documents of one of the biggest baddies’ group. Then they were infuriated and hunting me down and I wondered when the game would end, because they were taking it extremely seriously and would resort to violence if they'd catch me.


      6:00 GMT – wake up
    3. #165. The Long Haul

      by , 10-31-2010 at 09:58 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      ★★★☆☆

      I finally got to move away from Saskatchewan, so I'm happy about that. Haven't really been concentrating on my dreams, though.

      Also, Halloween is the best holiday ever.

      10/31/10



      An angel and I talk economics.

      "You gambled my soul away in a poker game?" Bobby growls, his voice growing louder with every syllable.

      Balthazar raises his hands in a peaceful gesture, as best he can while I have him held up by the collar of his two piece suit.

      break

      "Look at that man over there," says Balthazar, pointing across the street. "What do you think would happen if you said to him, 'Give me your soul, and you can have anything you want in the world'?"

      The sun is shining down on us; the crisp autumn breeze brushes leaves through the gutters. The man pulls his overcoat more closely around himself, hurrying his steps towards the church on Eleventh.

      "He'll say no." I say in a low voice, my arms crossed over my chest.

      "He'll tell you to fuck off, is what he'll do. Pop culture's done more to harm the trade than religion ever did. He probably doesn't believe he has a soul, and he still won't sign it over." Balthazar takes a breath, grins. "Look, the trick is to ask for something smaller."

      The man is out of sight, now.

      The trick, apparently, is to plan for the long term. Get someone to agree to a small price, a small favour in exchange for their needful thing. These agreements, they're bound to the bloodline. If the man doesn't pay back the favour, rest assured that his children will.

      Chances are, we'll get our soul eventually.

      break

      When Dean comes to, he's leaning against a concrete wall in an underground parking garage. He doesn't know exactly where he is or what he's doing there, but he knows it can't be good.

      Dean stumbles up the exit ramp, blinks a bit against the cool night air.

      Click. Look up.

      Sam's at the top of the ramp, pointing a gun directly at his brother.

      "Sammael," says Sam Winchester, his voice cold.

      Dean fades to black, and I smile up at Sam.

      break

      In which I try to solve a puzzle involving time travel.

      Standing at the ticket counter, drumming my fingers impatiently against the arborite. The ticket-seller has my passport in her hand. She glances at the name, up at my face, at a poster I can't see behind the glass, and her face goes white. She hands me back the passport, slides two tickets under the glass, and tries not to meet my eyes. I smile and thank her, and I take my thinks and walk into the parking lot.

      I open the driver's seat door to an Oldsmobile, my parents' car when I was younger, and start the engine. Zoe is sitting in the passenger seat.

      "They're already onto us." I tell her. "Buses aren't running, cops'll be all over the place within an hour. We have to drive."

      break

      And now it's real life, and I tell Zoe I'm leaving Calgary. It's two years into the future, and I've been in one place too long.

      break

      "Where are we?" I demand. My voice is quiet, but the threat is there.

      Daniel smiles, suddenly nervous. "This is one of the last human settlements on Earth."

      "I'm waiting."

      "From your point of view," he says slowly, "I suppose this is the future."

      Zoe stands quietly behind me.

      break

      I step through the sliding metal doors, out into an oasis of footpaths and greenery, quiet places for meditation and training. Above us is a dome, given away by the subtle waves in its surface, the way it refracts the light from the bright skies above. Beyond the dome is the endless desert that the earth has become.

      break

      "When you say this is the future," I ask Daniel, "Exactly how far do you mean?"

      He hesitates. "Well, it's been at least... it's been tens of billions of years."

      He's expecting me to freak out, but I simply nod, having had my suspicions confirmed. "And physiologically, humans have remained the same for the last... tens of billions of years?"

      Daniel frowns, and looks at me, searching. "Physiologically? You mean evolution."

      "And there have been no significant changes." I state, daring him to contradict me. "You know what this means?"

      "Someone's been breeding us."

      Scare Factor: 2/10
    4. 28 Oct 10

      by , 10-31-2010 at 08:32 PM (Tales from the sun chaser.)
      Bunch of HI about talking to L on MSN. Just various questions and what not.

      Frag about going to someones house, when we went inside, I was trying to decide where to sit, but I ended up adjusting all of the seats in the living room. Ended up having hypnopompic SP right after. It had me thinking that something was on my arm, when in reality it was just the way the fan in my room was hitting me.
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      non-lucid
    5. 23 Oct: Dream within dream, sex with unknown LDer & meeting my guru

      by , 10-31-2010 at 07:07 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      21:30 GMT – sleep

      Japanese stuff again
      Remember anime girls, kimonos and being in some sort of wooden kiosk, asking for directions

      22:30 GMT

      Dream within a dream
      With mom, aunts and uncles at my father-side grandma’s house. Telling mom to hush cause others were asleep. I go to front door and I’m thinking of how I had so many dreams (usually nightmares) about this house and this door (not able to close it when a werewolf or thieves or ghosts were coming, etc). But now that it is just fine, I close it, I lock it and consider I’m putting a stone over this ridiculous fear I had. Then I go to sleep and I have a dream within a dream.
      As I lay down on the dream-bed I think about Nighthawk and how I should invite him to go out some of these days. I visualize ourselves going to the movies, holding his hand. Then I fall asleep in the dream and I dream I’m really at the cinema. He is not there but I recognize many other people in the audience, including his brother. I engage in conversation with some persons nearby and then try to say hello but he is some rows to the front.


      Sex with unknown lucid dreamer
      Then the cinema auditorium transforms into a cliff with carved platforms serving as rows. First I feel vertigo, but then I become lucid and loose fear. I have the feeling other DCs are actually dreamers and I sense that some are even lucid to.
      I cooperate with someone by sending objects through the air by telekinesis. Then I meet this guy who is showing me proudly some trees he created – they are beautifully arranged, almost like a forest ikebana. He also feels melancholic because he is aware they’ll only exist as long the dream takes place, but that ephemerality only makes it more beautiful. We vibrate at same wavelength and we connect immediately and I feel crazy attracted to him, so we end up making out and it evolves into hot steamy sex. Noticed that he had captivating eyes and a really deep look.


      2:50 GMT

      Meeting my guru
      On some huge empty building with pink walls and no one around. I am lucid and playing some tricks like swelling the walls or closing them in. When I closed the walls in I saw movement through the tiny slit left between them and I open them again to see what is on the other side. It’s just a tiny rat but then I also see mirrors, lots of mirrors, which weren’t there before. I see my face reflected in detail, but then the mirror becomes non-reflective and my image becomes just a blur. I look for another mirror but before facing it I think about what I want to do so I can jump through it right away. I remember I wish to meet my main guru again. When I jump through the mirror I feel the dream fading, but I hold on and then I find myself in a similar building, but this time it is full of people. I go around and ask people if they saw my master. Many don’t know but one guys points vaguely ahead. I then find a young Tibetan monk but he doesn’t speak a word of English. I keep going to end of the corridor and then turn right to another corridor. Then I find a room with 3 people sleeping on mattresses on the floor (futon-like). I hear some muttered words in German between 2 people there and then realise the 3rd person is my guru. He raises his head, looking sleepy and surprised. “Here again?” – he asks. I see his face and it is clearly him at the beginning but sometimes it flickers and becomes a bit different, so I’m not totally sure it’s him or mind projection. He looks groggy so I say I didn’t mean to disturb but really wanted to see him. I tell him I’ve been a very bad disciple but will do my best to compensate. Dream starts fading again, but I hold it.
      He lays down and I just lay down by his side, saying I will not bother him with questions for now, but just being there close to him, being able to touch his robes, is already good enough.
      Later when the sun has risen we’re outside with the two other persons that were also sleeping on the room (2 german ladies) and they are the three working with plants. My teacher is discoursing a lot of information about different species of plants they are tendering after and I just listen and watch. Then the dream fades.


      7:00 GMT – wake up
    6. 22 Oct: Kimono, game and meditation

      by , 10-31-2010 at 06:08 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:00 GMT – sleep

      Fragment: Sexual content, two guys (must have been interesting)

      01:30 GMT

      Fragment: Earthquake, falling bridges.

      3:00 GMT

      Flapping kimono wings
      Escaping some place through the window, while wearing a kimono, which doesn’t help. End up in a field and decide flying away. At first use my kimono long sleeves as wings and then realizing flapping them is not helpful and decide to just shoot myself through the air (bullet like), as I normally do - much faster, less exhausting.

      Intro to a game
      Then with some group being introduced to a game. The leader is speaking Japanese but there is translation for those who wish and I choose French.

      Thinking about dreams
      Sitting in almost perfect lotus position and meditating an thinking how dream practice is having “real” effects, even physically.

      6:00 GMT – wake up
    7. Why you should NEVER live in New Orleans! (and hotdogs hate me)

      by , 10-31-2010 at 06:03 PM
      Why you should NEVER live in New Orleans-
      So I found myself living in a run-down version of my current house. My entire family was there, and my mom said we were living in New Orleans. Then all of a sudden it got dark out, and out of nowhere, people surrounding the house started firing at us. We all dove to the ground and trying to not get hit. However, my mom got hit. This went on for what seemed like hours. They tore down entire walls with bullets and it was a miracle we were alive. So the next day we set out rebuilding our house and then suddenly it was nightfall. As soon as I saw it was dark I hit the ground and, sure enough, they came back and were shooting at our house. Almost nothing was left that time, but then all of a sudden:
      I found myself in completely 1st person. It felt really weird all of a sudden, and then I realized I was lucid. First lucid ftw? I looked in the closet next to me and found a rifle and my ghillie suit (Note: I actually own a ghillie suit. It was a gag gift that is a ton of fun) But as soon as I got my suit on, I felt myself falling back into the dream. I tried to stay lucid but I couldn't, and before I knew it I was back into the dream again.
      So then I found myself outside of my house, plotting revenge on the shooters. It seems they terrorized not only our house, but a HOUSE OF ORPHANS. Can I really dream of bad guys or what? So I begin planning how to get rid of them. I found a little blue print which explained that there was either two ways I could get rid of them and leave New Orleans. I could either 1) Agitate a giant dragon (Which apparently, there's one in new orleans) and get it to follow me to their hideout, and then burn it down or 2) Get into the hideout and attempt to trick one of the guards, then set a bomb in there and leave. I opted for plan number two, and asked my dad what he though. The weird thing was, I was talking to Queen Zukin on my laptop and he came over just as she said something that isn't quite family appropriate. So I never got his help. Right after that I woke up.

      Hotdogs hate me (But I still love them)(Frag):
      All I remember in the dream was I was attempting to eat hotdogs but every time I attempted to eat one it would shoot out of my mouth. I went through at least 20 hotdogs trying to eat just one. Pretty sure I was at a barbaque.
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      lucid , dream fragment
    8. 21 Oct: Friends, sex and lingerie

      by , 10-31-2010 at 05:48 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:00 GMT – sleep (huge headache, after 25h of no sleep and jet lag - supposed to be 7 am)

      Japanese house
      On a big house with sliding doors like Japanese houses. I’m worried because I left the garage door open. Then... forgot the rest.

      3:30 GMT

      Make up sex
      My friend Zilla and her new boyfriend are not so happy together, but she is trying reconciliation, so I leave them both in a room, expecting there will be make up sex, but when I come back later on, the guy is leaving with an angry face, so I assume it didn’t work. He had actually left her for good. Then I go inside the room expecting to find her there and give her some encouragement, but i instantly step on a condom box still closed. When I get up again I see another couple lying in bed and they look totally surprised at me like “WTF are you doing here?”.

      Sexy boss
      Sitting at the end of some large office meeting table, on the boss’ chair and all my employees gathered around, so I figure out I'm the boss. But instead of making some speech about workplans and deadlines, I just opened a box I had in front of me on the table and took out some lingerie from the box and asked my employees what they thought about it – If it was too sexy? Too revealing? Should I wear it?

      6:00 GMT – wake up

      Updated 10-31-2010 at 05:54 PM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    9. 20 Oct: Mission on a foreign planet

      by , 10-31-2010 at 05:32 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      0:00 GMT+9 – sleep

      Mission on a foreign planet
      Part of a team of explorers. There was me, a geeky tech-expert and some chunkier guys and a hot girl with long hair obsessed about her looks, even when surrounded by enemies. We were on some mission, doing separate jobs in some foreign planet.
      I was near a forest, close to the ship which was hidden, when I saw a little girl being chased by a huge guy. I’m hiding out so I just watch without interfering, but then the guy grabbed her and threw her violently against a wall of an abandoned house that was there. She knocked her head and looked in bad shape. I couldn’t just do nothing so I jumped in to save her, but the guy was really chunky and I couldn’t beat him up, so I just tried to pick her up on a moment of distraction of the guy and run away with her.
      Behind me, hidden under some holographic cloak, was our ship, so I took her there and just had time to close the doors behind me. I immediately started the launch procedure. But the guy was trying to break in and causing major damage to the doors, so we had to enter an escape pod in the center of the ship, to garantee our safety. I was trying to reach the others on the radio but they weren’t replying. The pod entrance had to be zipped up (WTF?) but I was having trouble zipping it up. I was getting really stressed out and yelled “f*****ck!”.


      5:00 GMT+9 – wake up
    10. October 31- It's My Bed!

      by , 10-31-2010 at 05:14 PM
      The dream starts off with me leaving what seems to be like my dorm room. Even though there are two sets of bunk beds, only the bottom bed of one of them seems to be occupied. This one seems to be mine since I recognize my stuff near it and on it. I leave the room for a while and my dream either time skips or I can't remember this part, but then I'm suddenly walking back into my room. There's some girl I don't know lying on my bed and another girl on the bed above her, and all my stuff is thrown randomly on the other side of the room.

      I quickly get angry with this girl on my bed and ask her what she thinks she's doing, that that was MY bed. We easily get in an argument over the situation as I start looking for my stuff. I'm furious at this point, because I can't find anything of mine including my cellphone and my iPod. Then I notice that even all the drawers of my dresser are pulled out and that this girl is wearing one of my shirts, so we begin arguing over that as well. Frustrated and not knowing what else to do, I leave the room to go find some management because I don't feel like I was supposed to be sharing my room in the first place. I find administration, and they tell me that my stuff was never on that bed and that I should stop being so worked up over it. After this, I wake up from my dream.
      Tags: anger, bed, dorm, roommate
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. 3rd lucid: acting as polar bear

      by , 10-31-2010 at 05:04 PM (The Midnight Train)
      I am waiting for a water taxi in Bangkok. Once it arrives I sing a rap for the captain from the platform at the top of my voice. I repeat the word white (as in the skin color) many times so I guess the rap is about race. The captain and his assistant are African-Americans as well. Once I'm on the boat the assistant asks me if I was dissing him. I wasn't but still there was the word white in there so I am afraid to tell him. So I say instead that it was just a nonsensical word. Then he starts talking to me and singing with me. The rest of the passengers are dead silent and probably listening to us and I feel uncomfortable. Eventually he stops bothering me and goes to annoy someone else.

      The water taxi somewhere along the dream, turns into a long narrow bus. And when very few people remain on it, it turns into a car; a very economical transport. But this corner is not where I wanted to go. And the taxi just left. I feel distressful but see a familiar looking elderly couple on the other side of the road. I walk towards them and ask for help. They had dropped me off before in another dream location. The lady is holding a picture of something. She thanks me for entertaining her children but I say, "It wasn't me, well my body but different person. We have multiple consciousnesses." And here, I realize that I am a cute polar bear and the dream world has a cartoon texture.

      I hop in to the jeep and off we go. The man shows me a picture of a building with a weird design. It is made of two small buildings and a bridge in the middle. It is white and cartoon-like. Drawn with a blue felt pen. He asks, "Is this your dream sign?"By the way he looks like a character from Tin Tin or something.

      I say, "No, but I'll check!"

      So I do the nose pinching reality check and it fails!

      Then I say to him, "I am dreaming!"

      I point to a mountain in front of us and I say, "Let's go there."

      The car flies off the ground and I feel the acceleration and everything becomes a tiny bit clearer. The sun is behind the mountain. We are speeding upwards towards it.

      But then I start to lose it. The dream becomes weaker. I do stabilization by rubbing my hands but it doesn't work.
      My dream scene fades and I start to feel my real body.

      Updated 01-01-2011 at 04:47 AM by 35484

      Categories
      lucid
    12. Old west bowling alley, police visit

      by , 10-31-2010 at 04:54 PM
      Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. I wrote them down late, so my day memory might be clouding them up a little.

      Two side notes: the bowling alley in the first dream comes from an msn.com photo article I read about huge mansions. Almost every mansion had a movie theatre and a bowling alley.

      Also, the cops coming to my house is from my waking life. My upstairs neighbors always slam and slam on the floor. I feel like it's done to hurt me, like they don't want me around. It's been going on for a long time. I've finally called the police, because it's gotten so constant, loud, and violent that I'm afraid to come home. I feel terrible for calling, because I've never wanted to be the kind of person who calls the police on people. But I also have a fear of the police.


      Dream #1

      I was in a car with my old friends D and Y, riding through the parking lot of a bowling alley. It was probably night time. D was probably driving the car.

      We let Y out, probably to run in and get a lane. For some reason, the car now seemed to be gone. D and I were walking away from the bowling alley, as if we had finished the game and were walking to the car.

      I really wasn't happy to have to hang around with D, and I think I was making that known to him. At some point it became dark, like at night. D was wearing a shiny, black leather jacket. I asked him how his life was. He broke down and started crying about how his mother had died.

      It was daytime again. I felt really bad for D, and I tried to comfort him. He kind of brushed me off and told me it was fine. Apparently his mother had had a terminal disease which acted very quickly on her. D told me something his mother had told him before she died, which made him feel better about the whole thing. It made me think of toothpaste for some reason.

      We had been wandering through the first few rows of the parking lot, more like we were waiting for Y to arrive with the car again, although it was also like we were trying to find the car. But now we were walking back toward the bowling alley.

      The parking lot had been asphalt. But now it was dirt. The dust was floating up into the blue sky, as if there were a lot of traffic or wind in the parking lot, even though I couldn't see any activity.

      Some old friends of ours came up to me and D. They started saying a lot of teasing things to D. But I got really angry and threatening with them, telling them to leave D alone, he'd had to deal with enough already. Everybody said sorry and left D alone.

      We were all walking back toward the bowling alley. We were close to the building, but the actual entrance now felt so far away. I somehow got separated from the rest of the group. I walked all by myself, in a stretch of dirt road between the building-front's sidewalk and a long strip of concrete island.

      The ruts in the ground looked like horse carriages ran through it. I thought to myself, Of course they do. That's how things worked in the Old West. And that's where I am.

      I wondered where the heck the car was. I couldn't remember if I was going into the bowling alley or going home. But if I was going home, I wanted to get in the car and go. And if I was going into the bowling alley, I wanted to take the car to get there quicker.

      But I thought to myself, No car is ever going to come pick you up, dummy. This is the Old West. We didn't have cars back then.

      Dream #2

      I had called the police because the people upstairs from me were slamming and slamming on the floor again. It was morning, and the light in my bedroom was grey and slightly dim. The police knocked on my door.

      I opened the door. There was just one officer: a short, slightly overweight, black woman in her late 40s or early 50s. She told me that I had called the police so many times that I was now under investigation myself. She would have to search my house.

      I said fine. I let her in. I just let her go wherever she wanted in my house. I went back to my bed and lay down. I figured that I wouldn't follow the officer around. That would look suspicious, like I had something to hide, which I didn't.

      But I slowly realized that my apartment was actually very large (which it is definitely not in waking life). I realized I had a lot of rooms, and that as soon as the officer saw how many rooms I had, she'd get jealous of me and try to find some reason to arrest me.

      So I started running through the house, trying to find the officer. I figured that I'd explain how much room I had in this house by telling the officer that my mother also lived here with me.

      I was actually surprised by how many rooms I had in the house. I hadn't realized this place was so big. But a lot of the rooms were done up in such a hyper-girly way, with pink and purple colors, stuffed animals, and fluffy, lacy bed covers, that I felt like someone other than I had to have been living here. I gradually became convinced that my mother was in fact living here with me.

      Now, confident that my story was the truth, I felt like I could confront the officer with my story, preventing her from getting jealous and throwing me in jail for some made up reason.

      I found the officer in a hyper-girly room, sitting on the bed. She started talking to me about something, but I can't remember what. All I remember is that she seemed to be very sad.
    13. Dream sparring and a dreamer.

      by , 10-31-2010 at 04:51 PM (Robo's Dreams)
      wow, two lucids in a row, personal record!

      recall begins
      I do a reality check, I have 4 fingers on my left hand. I look at them for a bit, it looks a bit like pig fingers. I start walking out, looking for something to do. I see someone, I can't remember who started it, but soon I was flying, and we where both chucking things at each other. I was flying around, throwing kitchen sinks at the guy, and he was dodging. I saw a bathtub flying at me in slow motion, I catch it, and chuck it back, the guy who threw it at me dodged it. somewhere I got a stumpy baseball bat/club, I started trying to hit people with it. they would dodge. I decided that hitting people with it wasn't the best option, so I started flying around like superman, holding it with both hands, trying to poke people with it. they started running, I almost got them when they turned away and ran a different direction. I crashed and burned and slid about 5 feet.

      I heard a woman say, "you just slid through the dog poo I just cleaned up!" in a shocked tone. "sorry" I said, not paying attention to my shirt, my attention was focused in the back of the room, there was a girl sitting there, but she seemed slightly different than the other people around me. I went up to her and said hi.
      "hi"
      "hi"
      "you know you are dreaming, right?"
      -reality check, passes-
      "no, I KNOW you are dreaming"
      "doesn't really matter, I won't remember."
      "oh, that's it then..."
      I pick up a mini television that is sitting next to me, but I can't find the power outlet on the wall, the dreamer disappears. "crud" i say. the TV flicks on, I remember that I'm in a dream and become more lucid. I see the dreamers eyes opening from their perspective, then it switches to in front of them, they say, "holy crap" and the television flicks off.

      I go back to the people behind me, but the rest of the dream became too erratic to recall well, I woke up soon after.
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    14. Log Ride Of Doom...10/31/10(Early Morning)

      by , 10-31-2010 at 02:35 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I dreamed I was at a large amusement park. Their were large rides everywhere! They all looked so fun and enjoyable. But not to me. I was glued to one ride: The Water-Log Ride. I rode on it countless times. Fun, even if it was only a dream(too bad I didn't notice that it was a dream). Finally, when I was like on my fiftieth ride, the log flew off the track! What the hell? Luckily, I had a parachute. I scrambled around for it. But while I wasted time looking for it, I neared my doom. I finally found it, and opened it. I safely floated down to a little innocent pond...or did I? I landed in a pond, but not an innocent one. Pirahnas began dashing towards me! They began biting and chewing me up! I managed to swim to shore. On the otherside, was more water, with no fish. I fell five feet and landed in three-foot deep water. But I still wasn't safe. Now, I was on the water-log track! I could hear the log ride coming. So, I tried jumping back up to shore, but as I said, it was five feet high! I failed, and failed, and failed. Now, I only had one last chance. I jumped, and made it. At the same moment, the log ride soared by. I was safe. Then, my little brother woke me up.
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    15. Wave 69: First snow

      by , 10-31-2010 at 02:03 PM (The Meerkat's Lair)
      My best lucid dream to date. Its funny because I asked a magic thingy on the internet wether or not id be lucid and he said No twice. This one just...wouldnt end! I did a lot of dream control here (though my flying abilities are still close to none)

      Dream 1: I dont know how the hell I became lucid. I just was when the dream started. I sort of followed the plotline without really wanting to. I try flying in front of my mom and sis but land onto a car. I make my DC mom lucid (more or less) by telling her shes dreaming and making her RC. I RC too just to check. While looking at my cats litter box, I consider turning into a cat but I figure its too advanced for me at the moment. I walk to the park while seeing various DCs before meeting my friend Benjamin. While were walking im braggin to him about how I have powers and stuff. Just by looking at it, I bend a STOP sign. Hes impressed. Then I try to make myself bigger but instead he starts to get smaller (a lil). Next, were both in a race where you have to duck under metal bars. I cheat and push the bars upward instead (im in control after all ). He asks how I did that and I say I just think it and bang. I unlock his. Finally, at my house, im late for supper and theres only so much ravioli left. I turn away and make some more appear Sweet. Then I accidentaly close my eyes. And while my eyes are closed im telling myself "Only open your dream eyes!" and I open my real eyes. Damn. Note tons of other stuff also happened that I ended up forgetting. In a short non-lucid, I dream about my radio battery.

      This was my first ever DILD without WBTB!
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