Last night I dreamed I had a new job: reviewing resumes to determine the percentage likelihood that the person was a spy.
Busy week. Posting a super short summary for reference. 02 May # 1: With Rumplestiltskin again, this time lucid. We talk and explore around. # 2: aggression induced ld, dodging bullets by slowing time and phasing. Later went after the attackers using super strength. 05 May # 3: distractions . Later recalled the basic smell task - found an aromatic candle, which unfortunately didn't smell at all. Then smelled a little bottle of shampoo next to it, smelled like one of those aroma essential oil extracts. 07 May # 4 (++): Wild + deild and unidentified ld fragment: remembered the basic task again, smelled the air - cold and fresh with a gentle tree scent. Met a friend - actually imposter DC, talked a bit, listened to dream music in the distance. Memories of a cave scene.
MILD's working great! I was able to wake up earlier than I did before (or at least I think I did, didn't really check the time). Last time I woke up at 6:00 a.m. , and today I (think) I woke up around 5:00 a.m. . Even though I centered my MILD more around gaining lucidity than to wake up, I'm glad I'm getting better. Too bad I didn't take the chance to do a WBTB. (Couldn't I have at least done FILD? ) Without further ado, here's my dream tonight: Surprise meeting I was in school. It was the end of the day, and I was packing up. Before I left though, there was a boy and his sister in the gym who were staying there for after school practice. They were practicing a sport which I couldn't recognize. I only remember that it involved a ball and going through a maze. For a strange reason, the girl had a very low level of confidence and thought she couldn't do anything in the sport. Her brother couldn't help her either, though he wasn't there at the moment. I forgot how but I cheered her up/helped her and she was back in action. I went to my gym locker to get some things but there was the coach standing in front of my locker. She was talking to some other people next to her. I was about to say something when she asked, "So you want to play for our team?" I replied with no and just said I wanted her to move so I could get to my locker. She did and I got some things and went out to the field. I went to practice for another sport which I couldn't recognize either. It involved an american football, and the name had the word "one" in it. I'm pretty sure it was either rugby or Australian football. I never signed up to try out earlier so I was asking the coach if I could try out now. He said I couldn't so I just went, sad, to the bus stop to find a friend in waking life, who I haven't seen for around 3 years now but we're still in contact. He was the same as I last saw him in waking life, of course. He had a navy blue shirt and was just staring at me from the bus stop. I, in contrast, was about to greet him and ask him how he's been. But the bus came, number 8, and he just went in the bus and it left right before my eyes. Now, I can't remember which part of the dream comes first so I'm going to just tell you both. I was back home. My friend was there with me. Contrary to his attitude last time, he was cheerful and was talking with me. My mother was with us as well and we were both playing. My friend suddenly went towards my mom and I felt lonely at that time. When my friend found out I was lonely, he rushed back to my side. I have a good feeling I was reverted back to my friend's age during this time as well. The bus came back around. It was bus number 8 again. I recall a girl with long brown hair flowing, but that's the best I can describe her. At the time I was convinced that she was the friend from earlier. She stood against the doorway of the bus and threw books towards my direction. I picked them up and started skimming through some of them, and I recognized one as being about anime. There was a lot of content about a specific one, called Magi, and I was wondering why, but realized that it was a book about Magi, not anime in general. I came to tell my friend and by this time he appeared as he did before. I can't remember how he reacted.
FA - Night of the rats Midnight. I went out of my bed and took some clothes from wardrobe. Next, I went to the kitchen and looked at shelves. They were occupied by hordes of rats. When I came closer, thay started to make squeaky noises and chased me. I ran outside through the door. It was dark and cold. The weather was rainy. I decided to go for a walk onto a hill that's just behind my house. I got to my destination in a few seconds. When I turned around to look at my house and it's neighborhood, I saw sun going up. I told to myself "It took me much longer to get here before." And ran towards the house. When I walked through the door, everything looked like a 3D animation. I entered the kitchen and saw my siblings sitting on chairs, and a weird man. He had burned face, and was wearing black leather cape. He looked like Freddy Krueger. He moved to the shelves, opened them and got attacked by rats. I asked siblings "What's going on?" And my sister said "It's the night of the rats... now animated in 3D!" Then the doors opened and a girl from my class appeared. She asked me if I can go with her to her birthday party at my neighbor's house. I told her "But I've got no shoes!" She said "Don't worry, I'll give you mine!". She gave me shoes with spike heels and we went to the neighbor's house. At the entrance I met with her boyfriend, gave her shoes back and stayed outside with him. We talked about nothing in particular. After a while she came back with other girls from my class. I told "Oh, I've got to go now. Bye!" and went away. When going straight the wet, cold road I heard them saying "Is he drunk?" "No. He just appeared... and went away.". I entered the kitchen and looked at the shelves, witing for rats to come.
Morning of May 7, 2015. Thursday. My dream has a section near the beginning involving some sort of philosophical discussion by a relative, one who always had a very pessimistic view of (his) life, yet often acted like a clown. However, the things he is saying in-dream are not really relevant or “real”, almost as if we are in an alternate timeline at a much younger age - as it seems it could be as long ago as 1978. During this time, I am using telekinesis to move a few smaller things around on a table. We are in the Loomis Street house yet again, but one area later on seems to be in Brisbane rather than La Crosse, yet still connects directly to the area. My (deceased) sister is also nearby at times, in the house. Later, I am walking (seemingly northward) in an unknown area of what is likely Brisbane (though again, still somehow connected to La Crosse in America). On my left is an unknown younger male. As we are walking, I contemplate using telekinesis to actually lift buildings, although I reason that it would probably not be a good idea as it would require breaking the foundation. I do move a few smaller things. There is a large truck parked near an intersection and I am able to make it rise in the air by about ten feet. It stays in midair for a few minutes. I note that in dreams, there is a particular feeling when telekinesis is active and working, which is a bit hard to describe. It is somewhat like a subtle wave of relaxation and focus. Curiously, telekinesis seems far more common in non-lucid dreams, though I have had it in fully lucid ones (usually only involving the manipulation of doors and cups which jump into my hand). After a short time, the truck falls back to its original position, but the right front tire and axle area is damaged. The owner, who has just arrived by this point, looks at it curiously. I feel a bit regretful about damaging his truck, but he has no idea how it happened. Later, I am back at the Loomis Street house and only my sister is around at first, appearing again as she did around 1978. There is some sort of movie-like infusion into my dream at this point, but it is somewhat distorted. I hear some sort of “soundtrack” for a short time. I move a few smaller things again but sometimes my ability seems varible at times, possibly caused by a disruption of in-dream focus by real environmental sounds (which sometimes “script” entire scenes in dreams in some cases). My brother-in-law comes in and I keep easily moving a ketchup bottle and a salt shaker around on the large table with telekinesis, always out of his reach. He seems a bit frustrated but also does not seem to fully catch on that I am responsible for the unexplainable movement. Lastly, my in-dream presence and character seems to change to that of a girl whose (unfamiliar) mother is mad at her for practicing witchcraft. Oddly however, the mother seems to be using some sort of dark magic (or perhaps ritualistic negative “prayer”) to project at me to officially disown me as well as harm me somehow. This seems quite hypocritical. We project some sort of shapeless energy at each other, but there is a force field or invisible protective barrier between us. Our “battle” seems somewhat futile. The environment is quite distorted and undefined by that point though I sense we are each near a corner in a mostly empty room, about fifteen feet between us.
Updated 08-24-2015 at 07:53 PM by 1390
Bedtime supps experiment went bad (again), poor rest, most dreams vague except last + beer party: I'm inside, outside on a patio in half-light are a bunch of people milling around. I want them to have some beer. I give a guy standing outside a baggie of beer (I hold it in my 2 hands, look down and see the liquid in the baggie, and hand it to the guy). I think he'll share the beer by pouring into people's cups, but instead he dips his fingers in to the beer, and flicks his fingers in people's faces spraying their faces with beer, he does this several times. A friend inside brings me to the good beer, he says it's name "<something>(green?) <something>(four?)", he pours me a glass and I start to drink, I go to top it off, and flick the opening switch on the keg (which is clear you can see the beer inside), and the keg explodes, covering me and the area around in foam. I'm startled by this. + brilliant kid code: people sitting around a table working on (encoding? decoding?) a message, led by a brilliant little kid, at first I think I understand everything, then the more I look at the messages the less I realize I understand what's going on, I realize that the words are phonetically spelled out words in Chinese and give up in disgust. +(f) whose sports equipment (running shoes, racquetball equipment) are these, mine(?) I see running shoes made out of strands: the shoes are not solid. The shoes have flexible heels, the shoe material lifts up from the heels when you walk. A guy is talking about how he tested out and tuned the strings of a racquetball racquet. + walking around outside at night, observing asphalt covered streets with hinged rectangular pieces of asphalt covering up humming water pumps working below the surface. I go inside, someone's following behind me, I close the door before he gets there, I'm in an all-male computer club/house, the guy behind the door gives his name (or another club member tells it to me [forgot name]). I'm walking around looking at the club's bedrooms: I see a horizontal bar on a wall from which a bookshelf/shoe shelf is hung, I enter and set up my room, unroll bedding, there's a larger bedroll by me and a smaller one (white/black/zebra striped?) in the far corner, there is a closet in the room, and I have things also hanging from horizontal bars high on the wall. I'm a big self-conscious that I have a room to myself, other rooms have 3+ beds in them. They come in and say "hey why do you have a large room to yourself?" I say that I'm new, that probably someone else will be assigned to this room too, later.
Updated 05-07-2015 at 10:06 AM by 65364
Ritual: WTB 12am, WBTB 4–5:30am (working), woke 6:15am with dream. I dreamed I was working in a museum and I had assembled a collection of objects to show people. I had left a bunch of things lying outdoors on a forest path and wanted to bring them in, so I grabbed an armful of tall leather boots (there were least six pairs in different styles) and walked back to the museum. By the time I reached my destination I was only carrying one pair, and thought I must have dropped the others along the way. I wasn't sure where to store the boots I had brought back, but I looked around and decided to lock them up in a tall armoire of Japanese design. I opened up the doors and there was another set of doors behind the first, and another set behind that, three in all before I reached the interior. I decided to take my car to go back and get the rest of the stuff since I had left a lot of things lying on the path and I wasn't doing a good job of bringing them back by hand. I have a third-person impression of watching my car wind its way through a narrow gorge: at times I was afraid the rocks were too close together for the car to fit, but I found it easy to lift the car off the ground and twist it as needed to avoid the rocky outcroppings. After getting safely through the narrow rocks I felt very pleased with my success, and decided that I should spend more time driving like this, using the wind as propulsion. This jogged my memory: wind! Wasn't that one of this month's TOTMs? At that moment I became lucid and decided to attempt the task. I raised my arms and called out in a loud voice, "Wind!" I remembered that the task required not using any active power to fly, but letting the wind pick me up and carry me wherever it might be going. So after summoning the wind, I waited passively but invited it to lift my body in the air. The air picked me right up like I was as weightless as a feather, and I relaxed into it. It was wonderfully pleasant and enjoyable to be buoyed up in this way. Curiously I looked around me, wondering where we might be going. I have the impression of thick flocks of birds darkening in the air in what seemed like abstract geometric patterns. I recalled that the bonus task also involved mastering the elements, and wondered if I could use this same wind to knock things down on the land below without getting buffeted too much while I was floating in it. I peered down at the trees, which appeared to be somewhere between 50 to 100 feet below me (I'm terrible at estimating vertical distances). They were in full green leaf and showed no sign of being blown about excessively by the wind at its current strength. I thought it would be a shame to knock down such beautiful trees, and before I could convince myself otherwise, I felt the air around me destabilizing and woke up.
Things happen in the dream and somehow get me to talking to Dr. Cox and Dr. Kelso on a cruise ship. We are all just chilling out drinking when it dawns on me that we are dreaming. I am not 100% that they are all fake and think that most people might be dreamers. I doubt that the TV show characters are though. I leave them and go to the cabins. What to do? Maybe this would be awesome if the place was under attack! I should restrict myself to no powers and try and save the day! As soon as I think this the boat starts rocking violently like it hit something, but it quickly adjusts and is back to normal. A quick PA announcement lets everyone know that it was nothing. I know that that isn't true. I notice a girl in the walkway. Imagine if the inside of a cruise ship was hollowed out and was more like a hotel on the inside that you could see all the walkways up and a pool at the bottom. The pool was where I was with the Doctor's before. "They are coming." I say and grab the girl's hand. She looks at me questioningly, but a loud noise on the door and the screeching of an almost zombie like creature makes her trust me more. I rush up a few flights of stairs with her and am at about the 4th level when I think it is too much and jump into a bedroom. I shut the door before any of them see us and she starts thanking me. I think that time is supposed to pass here because she starts acting like we have been in the room for a long time and like she is falling for me. I step outside and it is dark. We go up a few flights of stairs and then start hearing them come down towards us. I jump inside a room and I notice a kid behind us. The kid jumps in the room with us and I allow it since he doesn't seem bit or anything. We are chilling out in a mop closet and he starts convulsing. I am worried that he is turning into a zombie, but he starts transforming into a werewolf. I throw him out of the closet and jump out. Shutting the girl in in the process. I throw him down the floors (about 8 or 10 now) he lands in the pool which apparently has debris now and he gets impaled. I watch as he dies. Must not be a full werewolf. I get jumped by a zombie and I take off running. I almost got bit there! I go in a circle and jump across the ledge. Giving a huge amount of distance between me and the zombie. I take off running at him and he takes off at me. We clash and I slam him off the edge. I go back to the closet and open it up. The girl gives me a hug and we go up more stairs. Almost at the top, we hear noise coming from behind and in front of us. A man that works for the cruise ship starts running and saying that he has everything under control. I watch him get eaten and I jump into a bedroom that is the same style as before. She starts thanking me for everything and her hugs get a little close. She starts acting like we are a couple and I decide that since this is a DC I can just ignore it and it will go away. We spend some time in the room together waiting for it to get quiet. I open the door and see a line of the same exact worker from before, each time saying the same thing each time and heading towards the zombies. After he goes out of sight another one spawns. I go in and grab the girl and tell her that we need to head out. She is really cute I start noticing. I kind of forget how cute and lifelike DCs are. Her hand is really warm and you can feel the fear in her grasp. Dreams are so amazing. OF course this might be another person and SDing I think. If so, it is almost a cruel joke to not use powers. We make it out to the top and we don't run in to anymore zombies. I wake up as we head to the gymnasium that the rest of the survivors were taken apparently. :/ didn't say anything about it, but the TVs were all playing coverage and talking about the zombie attack on a cruise ship.
Updated 10-22-2016 at 01:26 PM by 58222
1. I had just walked into my restroom from my room. I noticed as I walked across the hallway and into the restroom that the house seemed to be empty. I didn't hear any movement, so I thought it was just me. Once I get into the restroom, I turn on the light, close the door, and lock it. After that I (this is where it gets explicit), something in the dream tells me that its time to have some private time with myself. Anyways, After that, and a few unexpected things that I won't go into, I get up off of the floor that I had laid down on and look in the mirror. I grab my comb which is on the bathroom counter to my right, and start combing my hair. As I am doing so, I immediately notice that I am half bald(wow thats not good). I try combing my hair back to make it look better(didnt help at all lmao) but it did no good. Just then, I look at myself closer in the mirror. I look just as I would in waking life except for my hair and the fact that there are big wire coils spread all throughout my hair. "What the fuck?" I say aloud in disgust. I then realize, "Wait a second, I don't remember putting coils in my hair"(but it didnt occur to me that I was half bald lmao). With that I become lucid once more, but immediately as I do I feel myself go into a transition into the state between dreaming and awake(im just guessing thats what it was). Everything is all black and I can feel myself moving from my restroom in the dream, into my room in waking life. It's a very weird feeling and feels exactly like I had actually just came from the restroom in waking life. It feels like I floated back over to my bed. As I sit up in bed at 2:30 in the morning trying to figure out what happened, I am stunned and also realized that the restroom in the "dream" or whatever I was in, had a completely opposite layout than my restroom in waking life. By that I mean that my mirror and bathroom counter were on the opposite wall and stuff like that. 2. I am sitting in a court type room with my dad. We are standing up in one of the rows behind the Judge's seat. To my left, there are 4 black men that are dressed in nice suits. The one closest to me is wearing glasses and kind of reminds me of Malcolm X. I look over at my dad and say sarcastically, "I feel less at ease with all of these other guys standing next to me"(i was just kidding). The malcolm x guy looks over at me and says, "Yeah you should feel less at ease". At this point I am on the verge of lucidity. I look around the court room and out the main exit. Outside of the court I can see alot of people walking around in what looks to be a mall. The floor is marble white and really shiny. 3. I am in Physics class with Ms. Curry and the entire classroom is actually here. Ms. Curry goes around the class and starts handing out Celery sticks of some sort with an orangish/brown dipping sauce. After everyone gets one, she tells us that we can eat it. I put the dipping sauce up to my nose and nearly puke. It smells so strong and so bad, and its crazy how vivid this smell was. I dip my celery stick into the sauce and take a bite or two. "What the fuck this is the worst shit I've ever tasted" I think to myself. This dipping sauce was one of the worst things I have ever tasted in my life and I've never even had it in real life before. The taste was tangy and metallic mixed with another unbearable taste that I cannot even describe. I felt like I should just throw it all up just to get it over with, but I never throw up so that wasn't an option. I look around and at this point I am on the verge of full lucidity once more. I see everyone else eating their celery and dip with looks of pure disgust on their face. Suddenly Ms. Curry announces to the class as she stands by the doorway, "Now most of you will start to get sick from what I just gave you to eat". I see everyone start to get sick to their stomachs, and you can just tell that they are about to vomit their entire stomach out. "You should start to feel sick and extremely cold". I notice that I am starting to get freezing cold, but I am not feeling sick at all. I had stopped myself from feeling sick, as I always do in waking life. I look around and announce to the class, "Yes, I'm the only one that's not getting sick!". For some reason I felt a great accomplishment because of this. The cold started getting to me. I felt like I was freezing literally. I contained myself and got up out of my seat. I look out the doorway that Ms. Curry is blocking and I see students walking through the hallways. I wake up and as I do so, the taste of the celery and the dip is still extremely strong in my mouth as if I had actually eaten it, and I wanted to get up and wash my mouth with water.
Tried MILD again today with no luck as well, only this time I could remember a short amount of one dream and fragments of others. Along with yesterday though, I woke up in the morning before my usual awakening time. Maybe I'm getting better at waking up in the night? Bus washroom In this dream I recall going from one bus stop to another and going back again, or at least it involved riding the bus lots of times. I can't really remember where I saw them but I remember having the presence of my father and other siblings. I finally stopped at a stop and really needed to go to the washroom. So I went in from behind someone, and there apparently was a shower out in the open of the room. It turned on and to my surprise, instead of water, it was bringing out liquid human waste (you know, THAT). To add to my surprise the guy in front of me went and started drinking it. So I went past him, avoiding the liquid, towards a stall. Dream Fragments I recall washing the dishes at one time. I left and went back to find plenty of dirty cups in the sink, and they were cups that I have in my own home IWL. My mother was telling me that I shouldn't leave it like that and wash the rest. Aaaahh... there was so much more fragments but I can't recall them..
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