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    1. Night of April 19 2015

      by , 04-20-2015 at 10:51 PM (My paranoid adventure into the mind.)
      Tonight was great! Remembered two nice dreams and also had a very strange way of getting lucid.

      Let's shared dream!

      The dream started at my house. I wasn't located far from the kitchen, which had my mother and sister in there. My mother was talking about some show she really wanted to watch, and was making some kind of oatmeal for herself. My sister was also there but I forget what she was doing. She was talking about how she really wanted to lucid dream, though she doesn't actively try to induce LD's in waking life. Then I suggested, "why don't we both dream together in a shared dream?" She really enjoyed the idea. So we both went to sleep in our own rooms, but for some reason both our rooms seemed to be merged into one. We went to sleep and I was in another dream scene where it was this city. It had large skyscrapers and other buildings, and it was night time. There was no one else around me. I was instantly lucid in this "dream in a dream," which at the time I thought to be just a dream. I was looking for my sister but I couldn't find her. I then exited the dream to ask my sister where she was. While she was sleeping? She told me where she was so I went back in the dream. To clarify, I wasn't really going to sleep at that time. It was more like hopping to another scene and thinking it was my dream. I found her near a town center. I said that instead of staying this city we should go do something cool. So I transported us to this small area where titans from the anime Attack on Titan were attacking. By this time I was half lucid (should probably add that to my colour code.), and the titans were attacking this small group of people in a living room. I forgot, but I was probably using the gear from the anime as well to kill them. Then a titan in clothes who looked a lot like a teacher of mine appeared. He started talking about various intelligent topics. Haha, that's a lot like him in waking life. But the gas in my gear ran out, and I thought that humanity was a goner. Then suddenly, all the titans ceased being hostile. Then a female titan who acted but not that much looked like my aunt came, and I grew to the titans' size and she let me piggy-back ride on her.

      That's when I woke up. I recalled this dream and went back into another.

      Joker to Anger

      I started in class and the teacher was checking homework. I didn't finish it (That's very out of character of me(no lies)), so I tried to hide it with my textbook and pretend it's not there. The teacher said someone else needed a textbook, so she ripped half of the back page of the textbook, took the textbook then gave me a different one. Wow, I feel sorry for the kid having that half ripped up textbook . The scene then changed to a different classroom. Everything was the same, only that I was sitting at the far back of the class room at this long rectangular table. Also, I had my laptop there with me as well, and I was using it. Teacher came towards me, not with any mad expression. She then started fooling around with the PC, with everyone else surrounding us. I was angry but she retained her joke-like expression. I clearly remember how her smiling face looked like. Anyway, I tried to shut down, but I accidentally hit switch user, and for some reason it just went back to my user. I then remember her pressing the MapleStory icon, which I don't have downloaded, but I quickly closed it. Second attempt, and I hit restart. That's when she finally left and went back to teaching the class. During the time I was thinking she should be teaching instead fooling around here. Someone else in the class took my laptop and started it up again. He was trying to search for something on the internet. My teacher was mad and told everyone that she was mad at someone. When asked who, she wrote his name on the board. Then she drew arrows to these Google Chrome icons, and my view zoomed in to these icons that were leading to the same icon at different locations on the board. I assumed she was angry about his internet surfing. Fast forward and now people (I felt?) were leaving the class room. I looked at the board again and at the bottom right corner I saw, "[My name], happy birthday!" and it said April 28 2015. I just chuckled and left. It's not actually my birthday then (and actually another one of my family members'), but honestly, in waking life, I really would have just chuckled and left if I saw that. I'm just that kind of guy .
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    2. Piles of Coins

      by , 04-20-2015 at 09:32 PM
      Morning of April 20, 2015. Monday.



      This dream was kind of a semi-abstract (as I could still at least partly discern some of the sequences) exercise in mostly random nonsense, yet had some clear points which were a bit enjoyable. There is no lucidity at any point yet I “naturally” manipulate the environment to extremes. There is so much multi-location (quite possibly the most multi-located dream I have had to date), not just sections or perspectives of bilocation, but so compressed with numerous multi-composites of various “pieces” that all somehow coexist “logically”, it was of a fairly rare type. In fact, it is impossible to discern if I am truly inside or outside at any point. For example, in the main scene, there is a small island in the ocean which is also somehow near an intersection of a large city which is also somehow in a mostly featureless room in a small house, although the sense of bilocation is not as pronounced as in many past dreams.

      The first part of my dream involves some sort of quest to just take money from wherever it is seen - with the idea that there are coins everywhere in certain areas just for the taking. There still seems to be a plan based on the knowledge of where a drug dealer is known to be at a certain time. Two men (I am not yet an in-dream character) stop a young drug dealer and rob him of his profits. Oddly, he had been selling drugs (not sure of what kind) in Petri dishes. He seems upset but continues on his way. I become more integrated in my dream at this point, though it becomes more abstract regarding the overall setting.

      The two men are then walking over a small island of mostly white sand and a few palm trees. I am nearby standing on the surface of the ocean, yet it still seems we are in the city somehow on the streets. I decide, for some reason, to help the men find more money that may be buried on the island. To do this, I mentally will all of the sand, several feet down, to fly into the air and flip about before falling again - like digging a ditch with telekinesis. The men watch this routine as they continue walking, but no money shows up.

      From here, it seems I am actually in a big featureless room yet somehow outside at the same time near a forest - though I do seem to “dig” or “turn” one part of the otherwise solid “floor” in one area with my thoughts. This is when I start finding shining piles of Australian two-dollar coins of about two-feet high. Some parts of the coin piles are unrealistically steep relative to how strewn they seem, defying gravity somewhat, but not to any extreme point. The coin piles, of which there are about three or four of in a few different areas, seem the most realistic and vivid parts of my dream (regarding the coins themselves - and the varied levels of shininess in the piles from coin to coin) and I enjoy picking them up and letting them fall through my fingers. Even though they are only two-dollar coins, I sense there is a few thousand dollars or more in the area. Apparently, I can just take as many as I want.

      However, a dwarf (wearing mostly green) appears in the area and seems to be some sort of authority figure of some kind. I try to keep my actions regarding the taking of the coins a secret. I am not sure if any of the coins actually belong to the dwarf as they may have just been dropped there and meant to be left there for no particular reason. I still plan on taking as many as possible, only a small amount at a time, but pretend I am only looking at the pile as he begins walking in the opposite direction from where I am standing near the pile. There is no threat or drama. (This part of my dream vaguely reminds me of an episode of “Cops” where a man is arrested after being caught for the second time in taking coins from a body of water where people willingly threw out their money.)
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    3. Ninety-Five

      by , 04-20-2015 at 07:26 PM
      Some other dreams I've had in the ten months since H died...

      1. H laughing at us. I asked her why. She said we were all stuck in traffic. Nonsense dream; I’m sure I was worrying if J would make it home OK since I didn’t get him up on time, but the smile and big sunglasses and laugh were so real.

      2. Next H red and bloated like she was at the viewing but laid out on a piece of ice- how it is done in India. The ice cracked when I walked into the room.

      3. I was washing dishes and washed the red goblet I took from her apartment and noticed it was cracked all the way around so I had to throw it away.

      4. Dreamed that it was all a huge misunderstanding. I don’t remember the logic or much about the dream except that at one point K and I were in a room with H. Everyone shocked and surprised to see her. H walked with some people in front of us into another room and I turned to K to smile and exchange a look of “how awesome is this”- sort of punching the air with our fists.

      5. Usually something shakes me awake right as I fall into sleep. Some sound or thought and I’m up in a panic. H’s voice calling “her daughter's name” as clear as if she were right next to me.

      6. H was brought back to life but also put under arrest for suicide. We were allowed to visit her one by one in a small room where she sat in a chair to receive us. B went in first. Then it was my turn. I tried to tell her I was sorry I took her for granted, sorry I wasn’t there, wanted nothing but to help. She was smiling, but fake. She was cold and fake and superficial, almost cruel. And it didn’t look like her. I was suspicious that it was not really her. Still, I hugged her anyway and told her I loved her. She took it like a stranger, smiling fake. In the hall again, I found B and asked her what she thought. B said she thought she’d suffered brain damage- body here but different person altogether. So either way, she’s gone.

      7. I was sitting on the toilet taking a dump when suddenly I delivered a baby. I caught it right before it hit the tile so that it didn’t bust open its head. I took it immediately to the hospital because it didn’t cry. It had blue eyes. I told the doc I couldn’t really have had a child. He argued with me that it had, in fact, happened. I outlined my points. First, I was never pregnant. Second, there was no placenta. Third, there was no umbilical cord. Doc just shrugged; it happens sometimes. Frustration and confusion. I call K to tell her what happened. She tells me that H has not been cremated yet and is still on ice. For a moment, I think that's not possible. I start naming reasons it can't be true. I realize the only explanation is that I'm dreaming. Which is a relief because it means H isn't dead. But I wake up and she is.

      8. I'm in a classroom and H is at the desk. It is in the past. I tell H that she is going to kill herself. I told her so, and it was hard to tell her, and she took it decently well enough- didn’t seem as surprised as you’d expect. I tell her she's already dead where I'm from and she doesn't understand how much I miss her and how desperate I am to talk to her about it. She doesn't have any answers; she doesn't take it seriously and she just laughs. I give her a hug and she laughs and laughs. It's like having my guts ripped out.

      9. We are at her house. It's the past again. She's online looking something up on Pinterest. I was trying to hide her online obituary from her, but when she wanted to know why I kept taking over the computer, I just told her that she was going to die, and she just accepted it. Not me, but for her. I tried to grab her by the shoulders and make her look at me and fight it. I told her if I could just get her to fight it or really think about it then it would change but she just accepted it and her eyes were dead already.

      10. We are at the dive bar on the bay in my home town where we used to hang in high school. I was with R, K, L, C, B and H was with me. She was dead. She knew it. We all knew it. I told her that it was cool to dream of her dead and normal because usually in my dreams she's a zombie or she's not dead yet or she's just out of reach somehow. She looked at me in that annoyed with love way that says I'm being foolish and she is just tolerating me. Then she laughed. Strange how live and real her voice and her laugh were. She told me she visits people in dreams all the time and that she has visited my dreams a number of times and that if I'm having nightmares, it's me and my issues and not her ghost. I have mixed feelings about that, and I started to argue with her, but instead I decided to try to be open and sincere and embrace the moment for what it was and I tried to tell her what she means and how sorry I am for taking her for granted. There was real love and vulnerability- I felt blown apart. We had this chat in a car (whose?) with H in a front passenger seat and me in the back behind her- she was turned around to look at me and she looked fresh, healthy and happy. I kept telling her how weird it was that she is dead, and for a moment it scared me and I started to fear that surge of passion and panic a bit and think about that really awful evil energy from the night she died but she didn't turn into a zombie and just looked at me annoyed about my change again and I checked myself and tried really hard to be brave and open and trust. That was the meat of the dream, but also there was some silliness. Earlier (before we got in the car), we'd all been thrown out of the bar for getting into a wonderful brawl and someone had punched out H's car window. Or maybe she had punched it out herself- I can't remember. It was all lively and ridiculous and we kept laughing.

      Updated 04-20-2015 at 07:37 PM by 38879

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    4. Ninety-Four

      by , 04-20-2015 at 06:56 PM
      In which I have a dream within a dream...

      I'm sitting in the dining room of my childhood home. Mom is in the kitchen. I ask what's for dinner. She says I'll have to get one of my hens from my coop and bring it to her so she can chop its head off, clean it, and cook it for dinner. I argue that we can eat without killing one of my hens, and anyway it would be really messy to do that.

      I try to make an analogy, so we go upstairs to my bedroom. I say, “so you are telling me that if I want a pair of jeans, I have to open this drawer and take R out and you’ll cut his head off and take the jeans off him?”

      She says, “yes, that's exactly right." I open the drawer, and R is inside like Flat Stanley, folded up like a towel. I pull him out of the drawer and grab him by the shoulders as if he were a sheet and pop him open in the air where he inflates back to a normal person. He's normal sized R, wearing nothing but my jeans which are too small for him, but he's sleeping.

      Then Mom and I are back in the kitchen with R sleeping on the table. I feel violently angry so I get right up in mom's face and scream, “Do it! I dare you to do it! I want to see if you’ll do it!”

      She has a big knife in one hand and a giant grape in another. She bites the grape in half and then shoves the other half into my mouth, saying, “This grape tastes just like Smuckers Grape Jelly!”

      The grape grows in my mouth until I can’t talk anymore. Mom is still laughing, knife in hand. I can't talk or scream.

      All of a sudden, I hear the opening guitar licks of Ziggy Stardust, and I say to my mother, “K's calling- that's the ring tone I've set for her. I’m asleep”.

      Everything in the dream pauses like it's a movie. I walk past my frozen mother and sleeping R, and I look out the back door. Our house is now up in the sky- there are only clouds beyond the patio. I step to the edge of the patio and look down to see myself sleeping in my adult bed in my adult house with my cell phone ringing Ziggy Stardust next to me. I try hard to will myself to move and wake up, but I don't move.

      So, back up in the dream kitchen, I grab an Alphorn (one of those long Swiss pipe instruments that are curved up at the end) and I stick it out the door of the dream kitchen, across the patio, through the clouds until it stretches down down down into the my adult bedroom where its curved end rests next to my phone, right beside my sleeping body.

      “Hello? K?” I shout into Alphorn, and this somehow enables me to answer the phone and we are able to talk. K tells me it is a bad connection and that she can barely hear me, and I explain that this is because I’m answering the phone from inside a dream. Then she explains why she called.

      Apparently I had “liked” on Facebook a certain picture of her son EC that was taken over a year ago at her aunt's house. The problem with this is that she had lied to everyone in her family about having visited the aunt, and somehow my liking the picture made it visible and exposed the secret. So she wanted me to log on and comment on the picture something that indicated that I had actually taken EC over to aunt's house that day, not her.

      I agree to do this from inside my dream, and I log onto Facebook but I can’t find the picture in question. Then K explains it was on a special Groups page on Facebook, not on one of our profiles, and that the group was a merged page of mine, hers and H’s. We had created this page that night we all three talked on the phone last year because (in dream logic) having a group Facebook page is the only way to have a three-way conversation. In the dream, it doesn’t occur to me that H is dead.

      I find the picture of EC, but I can’t make a comment without first entering a password. K tells me that the password is The United States of (her name), and I tell her that's a stupid joke. She answers that she was stoned when she came up with it. I respond that I'm on Benadryl because of my allergies and that this is why I'm probably having such a weird dream.

      Suddenly I'm holding that big empty plastic bottle of Benadryl from H’s house, and this scared the shit out of me and woke me up for real.

      Updated 04-20-2015 at 07:37 PM by 38879

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    5. Ninety-Three

      by , 04-20-2015 at 06:34 PM
      In which my backyard is full of snakes...

      It's early morning. I step out my back door and notice a giant red and yellow striped snake slithering around near my wood pile. I run back inside for my camera and snap a picture. I stare at the snake to try to identify it, but it's like nothing I've ever seen before.

      As I'm studying the snake, I hear E scream from across the fence. I run over to see what's the matter, and I nearly trip over a huge rat snake along the way. I don't want the red and yellow snake (whatever it is) to kill the rat snake since I like to attract rat snakes to my property. So I bend down and pick the rat snake up and carry it with me over to the fence to see what E is screaming about.

      When I get there, I see that E is standing on top of a picnic table. There is an impossibly large cotton mouth wrapped around the table's legs. It is at least 30 feet long, and it surrounds the entirety of the table. Its head is raised up in striking position, and E is standing very still hoping it will not strike her. I see her dilemma, and I run back to my shed to get my shot gun. I rest the barrel of the shotgun on the fence and aim at the cotton mouth; I still have the rat snake in my left hand. I pump the shot gun, but the cotton mouth recognizes the sound and it unwinds itself and hurries off out of E's yard and into the field behind our houses.

      E comes down from the table and walks over to the fence. I tell her about the unidentified red and yellow snake. She says it is probably a coral snake. I reply that it's far to big for that, that there is no black on it, and anyway, its stripes are longitudinal - head to tail stripes- not rings. She then starts to laugh at me for saying longitudinal. I think about it for a second to see if I've mixed up the word, but no I'm talking about longitude and not latitude. I tell her this, and she laughs at me even more. She says that I mean horizontal, not longitudinal, because we are talking about a snake- not the planet.

      Then E asks what I'm holding in my hand. I say that it's a rat snake and that I want to place it in my garden behind the shed so that it will eat mice. But she just laughs again and says that it's not a snake at all. She's laughing so hard there are tears running from her eyes and she can hardly breath.

      I look at my left hand and see that she's right. I'm no longer holding a big rat snake. Instead, I'm holding a giant penis.

      Updated 04-20-2015 at 07:36 PM by 38879

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    6. Blue Dorm

      by , 04-20-2015 at 05:55 PM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was going to transfer dormitory. I was checking my room. There are plenty to things to arrange. The color theme is blue. I also recall doing a front flip and hitting the back of my neck. I just stood up.

      I was looking for bathroom.

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      Notes:

      - I saw stuff being brought down and up the elevator this evening.
      - I slept around 8 pm, woke up around 11 pm. No alarm.
      - Light was on.
      - Thinking of moving.
      - Needed to pee badly when I woke up.
      Tags: blue, dorm, flip, room, transfer
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    7. [20-04-2015]

      by , 04-20-2015 at 05:24 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was playing Gothic 2. I was running around the mountains and chasing bandits.
    8. Gravityvengers

      by , 04-20-2015 at 12:32 PM
      I can control gravity with my hands. There's a giant evil menace terrorizing the city, and the avengers are there trying to deal with it. The avengers are huge like skyscrapers and I'm just normal sized. I know that I need to help them, so I'm trying to demonstrate my powers to someone "important" and work my way up the food chain, but the guy doesn't believe me/it's taking too long. The city is like the city from transistor sort of. My friend is telling me it's too dangerous, but I have to try to help. Until now I've only used my powers to try to change the trajectory of projectiles and dodge a giant crane that was trying to kill me, but now I need to think bigger. I start using it to run up the side of a building until I see all the avengers running towards the badguy. They're giants, so they're moving really slowly. I decide that it's time to see once and for all if I can fly. I try stretching out my hands and running/jumping, and it comes close enough to working (kind of like spiderman). I'm flinging myself through the air jumping from rooftop to rooftop. Every time I land it plays a note from the at&t poweron sound from my phone. My last landing hits the power button on a dell and I can hear the hdd spin up as it posts. Finally I'm close enough and I fling myself towards the badguy on the giant stage, and I manage to hit him! He's about the same size as I am and I'm going pretty fast. Then I look up and see that a giant flying gun thing has been headed towards me the whole time, and *thats* what the avengers are trying to stop, regardless of who put it in the air. It fires a weird biological projectile that has two parts side-by-side with nerve endings connecting them back to the gun so it can steer them, like torpedoes do. I know that I can use my gravity as a shield to keep everyone safe but it will probably kill me. I can't get to the projectiles in time but the gravity shield makes everything feel like it's in slow motion. Iron Man flies up and picks me up in his giant hand and flies me towards the projectiles, trusting I'll figure out a way to make it work. Giant explosion, no idea if it worked or not, the end. Possibly my most epic dream ever.
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    9. 2014-04-20 epic (replayed!), late BTS, fairly long DEILD-like medley of sexy time

      by , 04-20-2015 at 09:48 AM
      Great middle dream, and late BTS victory leading to a semi-lucid fairly long DEILD-like medley of sexy time

      early:

      +(f) (mostly forgot, overwritten by later epic): I'm on transport taking a trip to connecting transport, it's taking too long, the route is too circuitous, I vow next time I'll just walk to the station

      + (epic, interestingly: replayed a 2nd time, and completed) 1st time: on transport (bus?) seat for 2, woman asks to sit so me and my friend scoot to the right and she sits down to my right, (then a guy plops down right at her feet), arrive at airport in "Novosibirsk," leave in car, I think that it's a small town because you can see greenery/trees right outside the airport boundaries, observe dark heavy cloudy stormy skies, it's dark outside, car is open to the air, it's very cold, driving a bit, we get blocked by a wall of snow, look back, then back forwards and it's gone, through a gate our now cartoon-ish car is jumping up and down and licking something from the ground, inside the registration area there's strawberries and a chocolate fountain and more, trying to read the handwritten info slip in the car with all the instructions I needed, have trouble reading it); 2nd time: talking with son about woman on bus, he said she called me "Nose", I told him I thought I heard her mumbling something, at gate leading to our destination, lots of people walking towards gate to registration two girls race ahead to get in first and I swear at this, I step through person-door in gate, it's 30 minutes per person at registration, I expect and see a big line at registration when I walk in, I think we'll be here all night, I'm standing in the middle of line wearing a backpack [I cut?], I look back behind me but I don't want to go back to the end of the line, I want to quickly ask about my bank card because it (was declined?) and I don't want to wait in this long line only to be rejected, I'm served now at counter, I ask about the card, the clerk says the transaction company was bought, I say "oh because the company was bought that explains why my card failed?", he additionally says, "There was a disk I/O failure,". The guy is removing the perforated edge from around a (curved) form, I do this too but the perforated parts don't cleanly separate, I build up a handful of the removed edge, crumple it up, and put it on the ground (light colored tile?), I'm lying on ground [dream sign] and guy standing in skeleton mask comes up and asks me "Hey Tom [not my name], can I get a ride?", I answer "uh, yeah…who are you?", I have no idea who this guy is, I get a peek under the mask and sort of recognize him, but I'm thinking of the (B, Inc.) former colleague but it's not him. I look out the window up the hill to the (hotel? conference center?), it's huge and majestic, and ask about how to get there, how will I find where I'm going? I notice that room numbers are printed around the outside of the building and figure that will guide me.

      + on the computer: I want to get the build to work, it's my first day, I always have this goal at a new job, search, links, remote mode blue boxes require constant re-synchronization, I'd rather do the search myself; see AshSri (from KC) who tells me my open source contribution is 2.5 times higher on the popularity list now

      Awake, review epic dream a long time, mind very active, check time, it's still fairly early, eventually BTS via meditation

      + gym: looking for bicep machine, some guys are working out nearby are they on that machine? No, it's just to them, I grab hold of the hand-holds and set the weight for 30 pounds, should be no trouble, but I can't budge it, hmm that's odd. See another stack of weights for a machine that is "counter balanced" by one of those large circular plates used for bench pressing, I think maybe this is the bicep machine but as I come around front I see it's an inclined sit-up bench

      A nasty, topless, gigantic (way huge, like medicine-ball-sized)-boobed hooker half-propositioning me ("only $xxx" which I agree is a pretty good deal), the senator (old fat guy lying there) is her most frequent customer (check him for cleanliness?), senator's assistant pulls down the senator's pants and I half-heartedly look for signs of disease but not for long and move on.

      + Lying down, a really cute girl with short black hair enters room, I do a "finger hook" "come here" gesture and she does, and thus begins a fairly epic medley of semi-lucid DEILD sexy-times (at least 6 recalled, probably more);
      Spoiler for sexy-time, 18+:
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    10. Jumping Up and Down

      by , 04-20-2015 at 08:46 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I was in some sort of town. I was with some parkour people. We were jumping up and down walls/roofs/heights. I remember crawling along on top of the wall.

      A dormitory of sorts. I was living with some people.

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      Notes:

      - Slept at 3 am, woke up with alarm at 8, but went to sleep again until 10 a.m.
      - Drank Oishi Choco oats or something before sleep
      - Shimmy-dropped from heights yesterday during parkour training. It was scary.
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    11. Lucid Dream Searchers

      by , 04-20-2015 at 02:59 AM (One Up Seeker)
      1. I was inside of my house, in my own room playing GTA V on my T.V. Suddenly I become Lucid and I stop and think for a moment. "What should I do?". I look around my room, and as usual all of the lights are off in my house. It is day time outside though so I can see perfectly around my house. I realize that it is odd for my xbox 360 to be in my room. The only time my xbox used to be in my room was when I was a young teen. My television set had the same setup as it did when I was younger as well. I look back at my T.V. screen and at GTA V itself. "That's what I'll do, I'll go into the game itself" I thought to myself.
      I then bring all of my focus onto the screen and GTA. Almost instantly I feel myself starting to be sucked into the game. It feels as though my vision is zooming into the game itself, along with my entire body. Now I am inside of the game itself. I look around. Everything has the same video game graphics as GTA does, except for me. I am in a huge city in the game and there are skyscrapers all around me. Each building is a different color. One building is red, one orange, the other green, and alot more other colors. I look up to the top of one of the buildings, "Wow, that's really high" I say. I then bring my attention back to the ground. I look at the street I am standing on and it too has very video game-looking graphics. I then look around me. There are people of all sorts walking around simply minding their own business. There are also cars driving around at about 5 to 10 miles per hour.
      I look directly in front of me and I see a girl wearing a short green dress, and even though I am inside of a video game, my animal instincts come to me. "Come on, not right now" I say to myself. But I can't control myself at the moment and I find myself running to catch up to this girl. "Hey, do you want to bang?" I ask. "Sure" she says. Even though we are literally out on the sidewalk in the middle of a huge city, I bend her over and rip off her dress. She then stays bent over but sits on her knees in doggystyle and I start giving it to her hard. Suddenly I go out of 1st person and I am now looking at myself bang this chick in 3rd person. It feels really weird- just the fact that I am controlling my body while in 3rd person.


      2. I was outside sitting on the front lawn of a house in some neighborhood. My friend Josh was sitting right next to me. Our job was to watch the house in front of us to make sure no intruders busted in. "Dude, it feels great to be a Lucid Dream Searcher. I mean just think about it, we're constantly practicing to become lucid in our dreams. We'll be master lucid dreamers in no time" I say as I look over to Josh. "I know dude, it feels amazing". I look up to the sky and it looks beautiful. The sun is a dark golden color and a good 75% of the rest of the sky is covered in dark clouds. I look down at the lawn we are sitting on and I feel the grass. It feels like turf and even looks like turf because of how healthy it is.
      At this point I am now semi-lucid, but not just quite. Suddenly the front door of the house we are guarding opens, and my Architectural design teacher Mr. Barber walks out. "How's it going boys?" he asks. Me and Josh look at each other. "How did he even get inside the house" I whisper to Josh. "Dude I have no idea" he replies. Just then a helicopter flies over the house. Coming out of the helicopter and aimed right at me and Josh is a red laser. The helicopter never shoots us, but we were scared that it might. The helicopter itself looks like an Apache with heavy machine guns on its sides. After it flies off into the distance I bring my attention back to the house and the lawn we are sitting on.
      "I can't wait until I go to sleep tonight. I know being a Lucid Dream Searcher will pay off" I think to myself. I look back at the sky and then reflect upon the situation I am in at the moment. "Wait, is this a dream?" I ask myself. Just then my mom walks into my room in waking life and wakes me up and asks me if I want to go to an Italian restaurant called Carabbas.

      Note: this dream felt extremely real, just a bit more real than the usual.

      3. I was inside of a classroom inside of a school sitting down at my desk. This classroom was pretty big and there seemed to be about 100 or more desks in this single room. Most of these desks were full. The teacher was in the front of the class talking to us. Nobody else talked while he talked. Through the windows at the back of the classroom, a strong yellow light shone through and left a yellow tint on everything in the room. The teacher finishes talking and I sit at my desk wondering what to do next. I see a girl sitting a few seats in front of me. She keeps looking back at me. She has medium-length black hair and looks like a girl I know from school named Liz.
      This girl gets up and walks down the aisle to my desk. "I'm sorry but um, I think you're really cute and I couldn't help but ask....would you like to date me?" she says. I look at her now as she is right next to me. This girl has beautiful blue eyes and rosy pink cheeks with freckles on them. She looks really pretty to say the least. "You know what, yeah why not? Lets date" I tell her. Her face lights up with a smile and she walks back to her desk at the mean time. Before she sits down though she walks to the far left side of the classroom and for some reason picks up a desk(the desks in this school are pretty light, so it's no big deal. I'm thinking she is getting this desk so she can sit next to me?). As she is picking up the desk from the corner, she accidentally tips over another desk and it falls to the ground with a loud bang.
      She looks around and I can tell she is embarrassed. Everyone in the classroom looks at her for a second and then quickly go back to doing whatever they were doing. The teacher comes over and picks up the desk that fell onto the ground. I look at the teacher as he does so. This teacher is wearing a tucked in yellow long-sleeved t-shirt with a white tie that has blue stripes. He is also wearing black pants and black shoes.
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    12. multi-headed crocodiles, and such

      by , 04-20-2015 at 12:19 AM (Awake to take in the view...)
      I haven't had a lucid dream in a long time, and it's quite frustrating. I used to be so natural at it. :/

      This semester at college has kept me up until crazy late hours (sometimes 3 or 4 AM...) doing homework and working, and it has really screwed up my sleep schedule. Thankfully, it's almost over - just 3 more finals - and I'm trying to get myself back on track. I've been doing more reality checks, and trying a lot harder to get enough sleep each night.

      Thus, last night's dreams! I actually got about 8 hours of sleep last night. Unfortunately, my recall isn't as good as it used to be. None of these were lucid. I'll get back where I used to be, though!

      First dream: I was walking through this forest on a trail. It was at the edge of the forest, by a cottage. This wilderness guy who lived in the cottage was walking with me. He said that we couldn't stay out too long in the forest, because there would be wolves. o.o I woke up after that.

      Second: There was a boa constrictor and another animal. Apparently, they were doing some sort of mating ritual. But the boa started attacking whatever the other animal was.

      I had to study this for an art history test: http://instappraisal.quadrixit.netdn...oto%203_36.JPG which is probably where it all came from.

      My DJ also says "laundry guns girl and I flew a bit" but I don't remember what any of that means. Yay for half-asleep hazes!

      Dream 3: This is where the multi-headed crocodile comes in. I was in the bathroom of some house, and we were attacked by two crocodiles. One was normal, and one had tons of different necks and heads coming out of it. It was the most bizarre thing ever.

      Dream 4: I was playing my Pokemon Omega Ruby, and was catching a bunch of different new Pokemon, heh.

      That's all I remember. I'm trying to take some good steps in the right direction lol
      but now back to STUDYING FOR FINALS :/
      Tags: crocodile, snake
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      non-lucid