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    1. Dancing with Jennifer wanting to be with her.

      by , 08-09-2016 at 11:01 PM
      *Me and Jennifer were at a bar and I asked her to dance. We started to dance and thought to my self I like her before Jesse did. The feeling was deep and very heartfelt.

      *I was riding in the car with a beautiful Japanese women. She became evident that she was married but wanted to sleep around with me. She asked me if I wanted to get a hotel and she would pay for it. I thought about saying but I was so excited and she was so sexy. At this point we were in Japan driving around in some parking garage trying to figure out were to park.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Summoning DreamCafe11

      by , 08-09-2016 at 10:07 PM (The Dream Adventures of MadMonkey)
      08.09.2016
      09:45 AM
      Summoning DreamCafe11 (MILD)

      I am at a party with my girlfriend Chiara and I step outside for a bit. There is stuff from the party laying around but it seems everyone has gone inside and I am alone. I do a routine reality check and when it works I feeze. Wait, this means I am dreaming. Okay. I fly up into the air and then realize starting my goals don't require me to go anywhere and I am just being distracted. I fly back down next to the pool and realize how non vivid this dream is. I walk over to the table and feel a napkin to stabilize as much as I can but there is not much I can do. My goal is to summon DreamCafe11 and FireFlyMan and then go on a DHL mission with them. I go to the middle of the yard for some space and stick my hand back and then pull it forward and I am surprised when no one is there. Duh, I have to actually imagine their hand first. I stick my hand back and feel a hand take hold of mine. I say,"Hi Song." (Song is DreamCafe11's DHL super hero name.) and I pull the person forward to where I can see them. It is a girl with pink hair and a pink outfit. She is smiling but doesn't say anything. It looks like the drawing DreamCafe11 made! Unfortunately, I start to wake up.



      I wake up in a unfamiliar bedroom. Chiara is there and I think we are spending the night at a friends house after a party. I tell her about the dream and journal it on a computer. I wonder why I journaled it digitally instead of in my paper journal. I haven't kept a digital journal in a long time. I only type a few sentences and we get back to sleep.

      I am in Star Trek and some bad guys have stolen the flash drive that contains the dream journal I just made. The bad guy runs a freighter company and I see that his ship is more like a train with each part not touching but being pulled by magnets. He is about to use a nuclear bomb to give him a boost to get away so I use the teleporter pad to beam onto his ship. I find the room where the flash drive is transferring and take it back.

      I am in a game of DayZ getting taken hostage. They are uncertain about what they are doing so they give us our guns back. When their backs are turned I unload on them because I don't want people that indecisive knowing where we are even if they are mostly friendly.

      I am at the same party with Chiara but this if before we are getting in bed to spend the night. There are a ton of kittens and we have to shoosh them out of the room. When I lay down in the dream I wake up in real life.


      By the time I woke up I had mostly forgotten all of this. I turned over and was about to go to sleep but had a strange feeling that I had gotten lucid so I tried harder and was able to piece this back together. I am pretty disappointed I woke up right after summoning DreamCafe11 but at least I got some points for the competition!
      Tags: dreamcafe11
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    3. Spell's Comp Night 11: Not Agian!

      by , 08-09-2016 at 08:53 PM (Lucid Time!)
      Something to do with Legos. There was a building challenge where you had to buy five or ten of the same set and build something cool with it.

      -+-

      I was in the park in my neighborhood. It was cloudy/overcast. There was no grass, the ground had just been replaced with hard, dry topsoil, and all the trees were there but they were dead husks of what they were originally. I remember seeing my dream self there. Somebody was talking about tattooing an arrow onto the forehead of my dream-self. I shooed them away and said "That's mine".

      Something weird was going on here. I was my waking life self, but my dream self was in the dream too. I remember I was periodically phasing into my dream-self's body and becoming more lucid, then returning to my own body. When I was in my own body, my dream-self would still be present, but he was like a robot. He had a very blank expression and would just follow me around and obey basic commands, and moved with a very robotic demeanor.

      But when I phased into my dream-self, my waking self would completely disappear. I remember thinking to myself that my phasing in and out of my dream-self was indicative of my level of lucidity. I remember thinking how normally I do 100 counts in meditation, but yesterday, I stopped around 50. I thought to myself "Huh, half the meditation, half the lucidity..." (Without realizing that at that level, if I would have just been able to realize what was actually going on, I could have broken through to full lucidity with basically no effort...)


      -+-

      Something to do with these seven girls from my college. They had this ritual of, every Thursday, spending their paychecks on beer. They would go to a subway station and play this Jeopardy-type trivia game. There was also some reason that we were in a subway station, it was somehow related to simcity 4 and I was building too many subways in the city that nobody would use. (This is actually a bad habit of mine when I play any simcity game is to go a little... overboard with my mass transportation.)

      Each time they got a question right they would chug a can of beer. This meant that the game was balanced, so if someone was doing well at answering questions, they would get more drunk and start to fall behind, and the game essentially ended with everyone wasted, and for whatever reason, I was the host of this competition.

      Anyways I asked some $100 question about renewable energy in Europe and everyone got it right, so they all drank beers. Immediately after the first beer, all seven of them were drunk and it broke down into a "who could stomach the most beer before throwing up" contest.

      There was also something to do with the seven sins and each of the girls was representing one of them. I'm not sure if this was some kind of symbol or just a part of the characters they put on when they played this game.


      I did a WBTB after waking up from this dream and went to the bathroom.

      -+-

      I remember going online and finding a comic strip that I had started drawing in 2009, and worked on again in 2012. Someone told me that I should finish it and publish it to make money (reason being that I had to pay a toll to drive a crappy tugboat that I also lived on through the panama canal...?)

      I remember looking through the old comic that was in a big thick hardcover book. The cover was plain red but the first page was left blank. After that was a really detailed waist-up drawing of an anthropomorphic moose woman with a quilted scarf around her neck. There was no diaolouge bubbles in the comic (I think there might have been some notes scrawled in the margins on what the story was about, but I didn't read em) I was able to figure out parts of the story just by reading it.

      The moose woman seemed to be in progress of infiltrating an island fortification protected by these large cube shaped robot sentinels with disproportionately small legs and numerous searchlights in order to steal some kind of teapot. The robot sentinels were painted bright yellow with red polka dots on the cube parts but were gray and mechanical in the searchlight mechanisms. The teapot was kept deep underground in a vault. When the moose woman reached the teapot she was caught by a character who looked like Marcus. There were several secret service guys around her pointing strange weapons (Looked like laser pistols from the fallout series). It seemed to be a dialogue scene but since there were no speech balloons I couldn't figure out what the characters were talking about.

      The comic seemingly cut off. It changed to a more simplistic cartoonly style. It was something Steven Universe related and I was wondering how I could have been ripping off of Steven Universe in a comic strip that I supposedly drew before the show ever came out. I then came to the conclusion that somehow the person who made SU stole from me. I turned the pages. There was what looked like a page from the Avatar Comics spliced in there, and a few pages of weird hybrid images that seemed to be depicting a crossover between avatar and SU. It seemed to be a diaolouge-heavy scene but there were no word ballons.

      There were several pages of sketches and 'storyboards' of comics, and . I skipped over them wanting to get back to the beautiful, full color comics from before, even if there were no word bubbles I was enjoying looking at the pictures and trying to figure out what on earth the story was about. I think I found a few more pages of completed comic art but forgot what the subject matter was. I flipped back to the earlier pages promising to make more of an effort to decipher what happened in them, but when I turned back to the pages they were reduced to an incomprehensible mess of scribbles and sketches.

      I said something to the guy running the lock about my tugboat. He said that the boat was hardly worth a penny in the condition it was in. I said that I wanted to clean up the boat and repair it to make it worth more. I remember getting this rush of motivation to clean it up. I began looking through the rooms of the boat (that had been sort of a makeshift house of mine) and finding piles of junk in them. The guy charging me to use the lock sat down with a calculator and started calculating how much the junk items I sold him would be worth.

      The first thing I threw out were two tricycles meant for very small kids. One was princess themed and the other was slightly larger and teenage mutant ninja turtle themed. I then threw away a broken umbrella, a box of old newspapers, etc. I cleaned out the main living room on the boat and then washed the metal walls with dish soap and repainted them. I remember there being some moral about taking good care of where you live, because chances are it will take care of you.

      Dream carried on with my life in the room on the tugboat. I lived there, but it was also where I worked. Now I had a nicer place to live not full of junk that I had collected.


      -+-

      I was on my college campus. I remember the campus had experienced something strange, that tectonic activity had apparently acted on a particular mineral below the ground of the campus. The mineral caused there to be pockets of negative gravity. They weren't dangerous because if you stepped inside of one, you'd float up for a bit, but hit the top of the negative gravity bubble then be moved off to the side by wind currents or imperfections in the field and be moved to the border of the field where normal gravity would slightly rule out the negative gravity and force you downwards slowly. In other-words the

      These were fun to play in. People made up games where they would throw rocks into the negative gravity wells and they would shoot upwards and they would try to get their rock the highest just by throwing it forward.

      A female and male scientist pair were sitting there with a computer and some scanning equipment (their scanning equipment looked like several electric guitar amps wired to a fancy laptop) and they showed me computer visualizations of the gravity bubbles. They were just that, bubbles, sphere shapes. But they talked about how the gravity bubbles would increase exponentially because as they spread, they would activate more of the mineral and align the crystals to expand and join the bubbles until they formed a massive bubble hundreds of miles wide.

      I remember going inside of one of the buildings. Parts of the building had gravity bubbles inside of them. Campus workers had built plywood ramps that slowly inverted students and staff to walk on the wall and ceiling as they passed in and out of bubbles. I had to go to the advising office to talk about something. Everything in the office had been moved from the floor to the ceiling. I had had a boring conversation with the advisor (don't remember it.)

      I went back outside to meet my friends S and C. They asked me if I wanted to play with them in the gravity bubbles. I would have said yes but my Taekwondo Instructor appeared and said explained a plot about a guy who was an executive of this corporation who wanted to mine the gravity mineral and use it to power something for his corporation. He was supposed to be banned from it but there was a loophole in the law and if he could make it across campus and turn in a certain form before a certain time that day he couldn't get the permit to open his mine.

      I remember we began chasing after him. Then the scientists approached me again and informed us that we shouldn't try to get across campus because the gravity bubbles were cascading out of control faster than they had originally anticipated. We went after the guy anyway.

      We eventually tracked him down to this part of campy that does not exist in waking life. It looked like we were somewhere in Venice or this Italian city. There were these large white brick houses with red roofing tiles and vines growing up the side, and this big archway structure. We saw the corporate guy who looked like Amit from Infected Mushroom. He had his son with him and his son had a bodyguard. We tried to confront him but apparently the guy, his son, and his bodyguard knew martial arts too. He tried to warn us to back off and he did all these flips and kicks and stuff but we didn't back down and we started fighting everyone.

      I got stuck fighting the son's bodyguard. He was a big guy, suprisingly agile for someone of his size and he seemed to be getting the upper hand (dag nabbit if I was lucid this would be a different story). I kept stepping back and avoiding his strikes. I remember stepping back into a wall and walking up the side of the wall. (Not congruent with how the gravity bubbles were explained to work earlier.)

      ...

      I don't recall how but we managed to turn the tide of the fight. We tied up the son and his bodyguard with vines but the businessman got away and signed the deal to mine the mineral. Somehow, even though this had only happened over the span of a couple minutes there was already a huge mining complex with chutes, hoppers, a large tower, and a railway linkup constructed where the dorms should have been on my college campus. The man was standing on a stage talking about how he was going to use the gravity-defying mineral to create flying cars.

      Then the scientists came and said that the gravity bubble had collapsed (despite the fact that we were not all floating) but it was now pulling all of the world's oceans towards this one spot. I could see a big tsunami (about 50 feet tall) coming through the trees. I climbed to the top of a building. The dream blurred out there.


      -+-

      I remember false awakening and signing on to dreamviews. I wrote up the first three dreams of this entry, with time skipping most of the actual writing and it being me just remembering key details of them hoping and refresing them in my mind, probably the reason I come to you all with four nonlucid/semilucid dreams, and posted them as a dream journal entry.

      DreamCafe had commented on my entry almost the moment I put it up. It was a link to my art thread where she had posted a picture. The picture was of her and all three of her regular guides sitting on the end of a bed. From left to right was Dawn, who was reading a newspaper, Cafe herself holding a cake with a birthday candle, Eye, in boxer shorts and sleep deprived looking, and Kiro with a cone party hat and a big present. There was a heart-shaped foil balloon tied to the bed post by Kiro that said "happy birthday".

      I remember the picture was also done in a style that resembled her art. The color pallate was interesting too. The background was grayish/purplish, and each of the guides were outlined in a dark shade of their respective color. The foil balloon was the only thing that looked different since it had full colors and looked realistic rather than drawn. It looked like it had been cut out of a photograph and photo-shopped into her drawing.

      The internal logic behind it being a birthday was that it was the anniversary of the day she had first managed to lucid dream.

      I remember downloading the drawing and opening it myself in Photoshop. I wanted to see what was on the newspaper. The headline said something about a famous white racing horses head that had been replaced with a bird's head. I thought it was funny. I tried to zoom in further to read the actual text but it became too pixelated. I could read the headline on the back of the first page that read "Scientists have confirmed that energy from renewable sources is the same color as regular energy." This had something to do with the question that I asked to the drunk girls in the second dream.


      1,000 words short of that other really dream journal. (Maybe I should give up on LUCID dreaming and try to see how many non-lucid dreams and fragments I can recall in a single night.)

      LD 1pt*5=5
      Frag 0.5pt*1=0.5
      WBTB 2pt*1=2

      Total: 7.5
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. An epic

      by , 08-09-2016 at 08:33 PM
      It begins in a house that is not my own. A friend an I have snuck in, and have no way escape. We jump out of a window into a courtyard, and quickly the woman who owns this property arrives with her dog. I run to the entrance of the house at the front of the courtyard and lie down next to it.I am wearing bright yellow fluorescent colouring and this will simply not do. She sees me, and freaks out. I pretend to be asleep, as if she will think I am simply lost and stumble d here alone. My friend runs away.

      She forgts about me and I walk into the house next door. To my surprise, Melanie and her parents are there. I start talking to them, and then enter the closest thing to a lucid moment. I begin my new habit of staring deeply into a girls eyes the entire time we speak. She is noticeable affected by this, and there is a moment of total clarity, me staring at her up and down, drinking in the exact way she looks. Her freckles are more prominent than normal. Her eyes a dark green, beyond normality.

      I am suddenly transported to my house. The guys are smoking weed in the living room and there is a knowck on the door. It is a chinese man, apparantly my landlord's husband. He comes in to arrest us for this violation, but I point out a strange wood stove in the front hall that is seemingly the cause of all the smoke. He allows this, and by the end of the converstion he and her are smoking weed with us.

      I am transported again. I am in a small garden on an island only 50 feet off the shore of a city. In the middle of the garden is a great energy, a writhing black force that comes out in tentacles, like a curse from a miyazaki film. I speak to it, and it speaks back in the gentle and calm voice of an ancient female entity. The time has come to shake the earth again, perform a hard reset, and this one is going to be more fantastic than any other. I go to the shore to prepare for this. I find two of my friends, one of which is a regular guy, the other a seemingly normal man that I know is actually a timeless magician, who has grown tired of his identity and simply blends in with the world around him.

      Suddenly I say "There is going to be an explosion."

      Somewhere off the coast, the black spirit expands in an instant, nuking the earth. We stand behind a house, and the shockwave comes full force around the structure but does not manage to move the house itself. We are safe from the initial blast, but the fallout has left everything electrically charged. My friend reaches up to touch this energy, and it jolts him hard, changing his body chemistry. This is magical energy, powerful stuff. He becomes bloated, yellow and black, and begins manipulating. I make contact, and my perception of all around me sharpens, as I no longer see from my body but from cinematic angles all around us. The third man, the old one, opens his arms to the energy, and before my eyes small beings begin to walk off of him. There is a beautiful small red headed girl, a gnome, and many creatures that look this time like the small, good hearted creatures of Miyazaki's films. He tells me that he is not a man, but a magical being who has now been transformed into so much more. His body itself is indescribable, sometimes the same man, sometimes a massive twisting creature made of all colours and densities, staring into my eyes. He reverts to being a withered old man, now surrounded by the community of small beings that have multiplied off of his own, and together we stand, ready to face the new world.

      I wake up.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    5. 16-08-09 Thunderbirds, Solar Flare

      by , 08-09-2016 at 07:37 PM
      Today, I was rummaging through an old box of toys from when I was a little kid. I found a small metal Thunderbird 1. I instantly appeared to remember it. Not just from childhood, but like I had seen it very recently, possibly in last night's dream. I could be wrong, which is why I added this explanation.

      I saw a picture of Earth. There was an "aura" of sorts around it, and large spots on the surface as well. I think the aura was the magnetic field. Suddenly, I realized those spots weren't spots at all. I "moved the camera" sideways, and saw that the spots were actually one big solar flare coming from the sun, on its way to Earth.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. 4 whole dreams recalled!

      by , 08-09-2016 at 07:27 PM
      This was probably my best night of recall yet, even though I didn't have a LD.

      D1(reoccurring): I'm going to the beach with my family. We arrive, and walk to this open green field. The sky is a little grey, but it still seems berry bright and sunny. I'm looking at the ocean, and and stumble across this small stream in the grass that has salt water running over a stream. It leads trait to the ocean. I look down, and find 3 quarters. I pick them up, and look in the sand again. This time there's the dollars sticking out of the sand. I try to grab them, but they rip. I get part of the dollar, and it looks really work out. I look down again, and see a stack of 100 dollar bills. Then my brother comes over to me and says something along the lines of this has happened before, and never works (referencing the fact that it's a focusing dream). I myself know this has happened before, but don't become lucid. I go for the 100 dollar bills again, and pull them out of the water very carefully. They're very fragile, and I hold them like they could turn to ash any moment. Then I get upset because I see they're fake. The bills have the number 70 on them, and I notice that there's no such thing as 70 dollar bills. I walk away on the green field, and see my parents standing at this sandy patch. I go over, and see two watches in the sand. One is silver, and the other has a glassy texture and is multiple colors. I pick one up and put it on, but the dream ends.

      D2: I'm arrive at this building. It resembles my school, but is nothing like it. I realize that I have a running meet today, and there's a bus to pick the team up. Then I realize I don't have a unifor to wear. I decide to go into the building to see if I can find one. I ride a bike through the doors, and down this hallway where there's a nurses office, and a lady with curly short hair who tells me or park my bike in the lobby. I feel stupid for not realizing this, and drive over to the lobby where another bike is parked, and put my bike in a corner. I walk back through the glass does, and see this guy who is holding a really big churro wrapped in a paper bag. I wake up.

      D3: I'm with my family and we're going to the beach. We're driving through this forest dirt road. We come across a log cabin like grocery store and get out to pick up some food. Inside it's very big, and has many isles. I'm walking with my parents, and see some girls from school. I walk by and bump I to know of them, and we say hi to each other. Once outside again, my family gets in the car and leaves without me. I run after them yelling they forgot me, but I'm too slow to get to them in time. I'm kind of pissed off, and walk down the dirt road into a highway underpass. I'm standing in a grassy spot by the highway. I can see the beach which isn't that far a way, and get angry that I'm loosing time not being ther. I call my parents, and while I'm waiting to get picked up, these kids approach me, and start talking. I feel uneasy, and my dad finally arives to get me. I remember walking along the crowded ocean, seeing the blue water, and feeling the hot sun. I wake up.

      D4: this dream is a lot like GTA in real life. I spawn into a city. It's night time, and walk into an ally where there's a few cars parked. I get in the nicest car I see, and start speeding down the highway. Everything starts to become a blur, and it feels really great. Then I crash, but I don't get hurt. I drive to this large ware house, and have a mission to power it up. The first thing I need is power to get electricity to start working. It's day time now, and I walk out side, get in a car, and drive up to a highway. I'm looking for someone's car battery to steal. There a motorcycle parked in the road with a battery hanging out. I go over and take it from the car. I turn around and there's this guy who asks me to give it back. I say no, but he persists, so I have to shoot him. He dies, and people start screaming, and the police start driving over. I go over to a woman's car and throw her out. I get in, and try to loose the police, but wake up.
      Categories
      Uncategorized
    7. Spellbee2’s Summer Competition Day 8 - Nightmare 3 imaginary boys

      by , 08-09-2016 at 06:17 PM
      Nightmare - I am only a small boy in my dream. At a garden fete, i'm making serious choices about cake. Then I wandered off up a path it reminded me of Japanese town scape. I went up some stairs then through shrubbery. I suddenly feel a presence, I feel pressure from all around. I look up to see people closing in. They are wearing old style tank top think jumpers and have lank long hair but no face.
      I feel immediately that they are not happy bunnies I feel a cold chill from them. I try to escape but they are much bigger than me, in their late teens and tower over me. They are pressing closer and closer silently. I feel they are smiling maliciously.
      I make a break for a house (again Japanese, multilevel house) . I am swallowed up with hopelessness.
      Again I break away and get out the back door and then scramble up onto the roof and again higher.
      I wake myself up.

      I feel I should go back into the dream and face them but can't get back to sleep. I ponder a lot on significance of dream.


      Tags: faceless, fear
      Categories
      nightmare , memorable
    8. spellbees comp night 11

      by , 08-09-2016 at 04:22 PM (dolphin's dreams)
      DILD#1-I'm in my grandmas family room with a bunch of kids. There's a boy staring at me whom I find annoying so I decide to try to scare him by making myself bigger. I grow myself, the ceiling raising as I'm growing until I'm about 20-30 feet tall. I decide to go outside, so I crash through the walls to go into the backyard. I see the many kids going through the hole outside. I find I've shrunk back to normal size but am in the air. I find the house has repaired itself and decide to fly back into it. I end up on the second floor, where there are many adults. I see a pretty woman and get intimate with her for a few seconds until I wake up.

      DILD#2-I wake up to find myself in a red, fancy living room of a mansion. This is confusing because I hear the laundry that's being done IWL. I do a nose plug and can breathe. I jump through the floor in an effort to teleport but end up in a duplicate room. I inadvertently rise into the air but say "No. I'm lowering." which makes me drop back down. I walk around looking for way to teleport and see a restroom. I go towards it, hoping I could flush myself down a toilet. I open the door and see nothing but a dirty looking sink. Disappointed, I look around some more and wake up.
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    9. Sleepy Scraps

      by , 08-09-2016 at 03:37 PM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Tuesday 09 August 2016

      Slept quite soundly today. Too soundly, as I drifted off each time I was recalling a dream. In the end, I'm only left with a few vague memories.

      Scrap Group 1
      Soemthing about wandering in an urban environment.

      Watching Dragon Ball Super. A female God of Destruction (similar to Beerus) gets angry at and fights with Whis. She grows giant and tries to eat him.

      WBTB attempt at the end. Was far too alert to go back to sleep.

      Updated 08-09-2016 at 03:43 PM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. Sleep Notes 14

      by , 08-09-2016 at 03:31 PM
      :3 Went to sleep at around 1am. This time without any interruptions. Maybe still thinking about the bug but I was fine. Had a vivid non lucid but didn't get lucid. Sorry team. Haven't been able to get much of anything for three days.

      Non lucid

      I made dinner for my family and guests but apparently the pineapple cake I made was missing its flavor. Than there was a problem with the guests because they couldn't tell which parakeet was theirs. I scrambled to help out but felt like a boy was going to take away my English budgie and other budgie. I tried looking at pictures on my phone to tell whose budgie was who. There was also a part where a girl jumped from the neighbor's window to our house. I did not question it. XD
      Categories
      Uncategorized
    11. N A O M I and the Critical Reality Check

      by , 08-09-2016 at 03:12 PM
      Just woke up after having what I can tell you were two lucid dreams. To be brief:

      1. SSILD is king. Hands down.

      2. Setting a strong intention to do something in the dream world helps. For example, last night my intention was to find Naomi, this asian girl from a previous dream journal entry on this site titled, "MISSION ACCOMPLISHED". After I became lucid, I immediately when outside of my house and set a strong expectation to find this girl in this house I was about to enter across the street from mind.

      I found her sitting on her living room under a blanket couch next to a middle-aged Asian man who I assume was her father according to my expectations. I shouted her name and I hugged her tightly because I was so overjoyed that my dream character summoning worked. She hugged me back. I asked her a very important question about a previous dream:

      Naomi, how did you survive the monster attack from before?

      I forget her response though


      3. The Critical Reality Check has something to do with the way my body feels in a dream; particularly my entire lower body starting at the feet. I notice this 'weirdness' and it instantly lets me know that a dream is happening. Every last one of my recent lucid dreams has happened this way. The weirdness can be best described as some kind of static or numbness feeling in the ballpark of how the feet feel when they are 'asleep'.

      In summary,

      GREAT SUCCESS!!
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    12. Spellbee2's Comp Night 11, Hot air and instability.

      by , 08-09-2016 at 10:32 AM
      Lucid
      Semi-lucid
      Dream
      Side notes/thoughts
      I was at an amusement park with my mother but it seemed water themed. Everything was getting really wet. We had some pizza but it didn’t look very good so I passed.

      Something about a video game sort of like T.A.B.S but 2-D and having more insane things (Like orbital cannons)

      Something about an role playing game with a bunch of different monsters.

      This red haired lady kept talking to me about lucid dreams, but every time I did a reality check I would become lucid and then have a false awakening with the red haired lady next to me. At one point my cat and a clone of him both attacked me causing me to become lucid. I tried summoning Fictional character 1 and It worked. Then I had a false awakening. This happened about six times but unlike the others not lucid until finally I woke up IWL. I decided to do a DEILD and succeeded getting back into the dream. (I'm quite certain however that I was just thinking I had woken up, so I'll count this just as nothing.) This time I was more lucid and two bad guys were chasing me so I decided to do more element manipulation. I felt my hands and the air around them heating up rapidly but it didn’t quite work. Instead I throw the hot air towards one of the guys and he burst into flames. Then I woke up. The entire time I didn’t do any stabilization so that’s why I kept failing.



      Competition points!
      First DILD of the Night - 10 points
      Reality Check / Stabilization - 1 point
      Interact with a Dream Character - 2 points
      Advanced Summoning - 10 points + 5 points for fictional. (I summoned Fictional character 1 directly in my vision.)
      Element Manipulation - 10 points (That fireball)
      3 dream fragments 1 1/2 points!
      Total: 39 and 1/2 points!
    13. [09-08-2016] #11th competition entry

      by , 08-09-2016 at 09:29 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream

      I was in deep woods, it was evening and it was getting dark. I was a witcher, with my dog we were wandering around the forest in search of a strange beast. We took a few turns, dog tried to track it by scent but it could feel it all over the forest. Suddenly I saw a small glade with circle of stones, all in enormous spider webs. I told to dog that it should wait and it sat on the ground, then went to the circle. Each rock in the circle had a plaque with symbol, I pushed the one from which I thought I should begin, and mysterious arcs of energy surrounded the circle. I had to push the plaques in right order to face the beast. When I pushed the last plaque, the dream ended.

      Second dream

      I was in my house, in the kitchen. Father asked me if I could cook something for him, for a dinner. Older sister showed me where are potatoes and meatloaf left after dinner, so I took a frying pan, placed meatloaf on it and sliced some potatoes on the pan. Then I turned on the gas. It burst out and exploded, nearly blowing my hand off. My hand pained badly, but looking at it I saw that nothing happened to my hand.

      Attempted WBTB - failed.

      Third dream

      I was in an abandoned manor. There was some eldritch abomination wandering around. I had to find a way into it's home dimension and cut it off of it's power source, but I decided to face the beast and attack. It was a dark green monster with tentacles. I was bashing and punching it wildly, not giving even slight chance of counterattack or retaliation. After a while the abomination that was supposed to be immortal have fallen dead. With my hands I opened portal above it's body and entered the dark realm. Then I saw Cthulhu, moving closer and closer towards me.
    14. Fragments

      by , 08-09-2016 at 04:37 AM
      I am playing Rainbow Moon (immediately obvious due to its distinct interface), although there are some subtle differences in the gameplay mechanics that aren’t present in the actual game. I might or might not be aware of these differences.

      I am walking through a parking lot. It is either a large, paved lot with defined spaces (like any lot in a grocery store or shopping mall) or an unpaved, dirt lot in the open countryside. It may be both.

      I am editing a large piece of text in Microsoft Word. I wake up just as I am about to take the hyphen out of a word that doesn’t need it.
      Categories
      dream fragment
    15. Spellbee Comp Night 9

      by , 08-09-2016 at 04:15 AM
      2 pts- wbtb
      1 pt- for 2 non-lucids
      = 3 pts

      No points for chaining because it was not a lucid. I'm sorry to disappoint with my lousy 3 pts.

      Three Step Goals:
      1.Advanced Flying
      2.Element Manipulation
      3.Mass Telekinesis

      New Dream goal: Go to the Moon
      Old Dream goal: Go back to Venice


      D1: Non-lucid- I was on a farm, in a house. All of the guys were getting all dressed up in one area & the women in . We were trying on all of these fancy dresses & everyone was mingling in other rooms as well. It seemed like all of the women were trying to get the attention of one guy. He was a guy from Big Brother this season. Even if I wasn't married he would not be my type, lol. He was paying way too much attention to me for some reason. Then all of the women start acting like a bunch of jealous hens over this moron. He's still telling things like don't listen to them & ignore them. He was really annoying how much he loved himself. Then my alarm went off for me to do my wbtb.

      D2: Non-lucid- I ease back into the same dream but I'm not lucid this time. I'm really tired at this point because I stayed up too late. But now we are all on some sort of platform outside. It's almost like an old train depot but with no train or tracks. One of these same women is getting hostile over this loser guy. I figure I don't want him, she can have him so I told him he should just go with her. And at this point I just want to leave. Meesha Cat to my rescue for once. She came & woke me up from this boring ass scenario of dreams.


      Non-Lucid-Green
      Lucid-Red
      Side Notes-Purple
      Competition Notes-Teal
      Tags: spellbee
      Categories
      non-lucid
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