Not much to report tonight, I didn't end up getting very much sleep because I fell asleep late and woke up early, but not early enough to really have it be worth going back to bed. But, at least what I got was a little interesting. #1 - Black Water This one is sort of frustrating because I know there was a really long dream leading up to this point, but I can only remember the very end. :T I was in third-person and watching a girl get sucked into portals that started out dark but then became swirls of rainbow colors, and they were appearing all over the ground. As she was trying (and failing) to get away, the song "Black Water" by the Doobie Brothers was playing in the background. #2 - Persian Rug Trip I was tripping, on acid I think but I'm not sure, with my cousin P. My younger cousin K was also staying over, but she wasn't tripping. It was nighttime and she was asleep in the living room (I think?) while P and I were in my room, and then we went out to the back yard. I noticed while walking out there that I was wearing nothing except a Persian rug wrapped around me like a robe. o.o It looked kind of like this one, but with blue being the main color instead of red. I go back inside and see my dad concerned that there's someone out back, but then he realizes it's just me and P. I head back out and notice it's daytime now, and P has changed into some kind of white alien with three antennae. He fades away as I notice a cop car driving some kids down the alley way behind our fence. I head back inside and find P back to normal, and then suddenly become lucid. I didn't really go through a realization process or anything, I just knew. Then I was about to say something about it to P but he said that my cousin A was lost at a nearby mall and we need to go get her. I think oh, okay, everything up until this was a dream but this is real now, we better go get her. After that conversation I woke up. Not too crazy, but at least not dull.
08.02.2012DUI Scare (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID The last thing i remember is riding in car with three friends and my brother. We were all smoking and decided to go to the local Wawa. Once we rolled into the parking lot, there were of course a bunch of cops hanging outside. There was also this ambulance that had its lights on following us. This was the first scare we got. Once we found a parking space the ambulance parked right next to us and turned its lights off. The parking lot had grown bigger and now resembled a small outlet parking lot. We were about to go in when we realized that there were half finished beer cans in the back seat of our car. We were freaking out at that point since for some reason we knew the cops were going to catch us and then search our car. Not only were we driving but some of use were under-age. I was just deciding on what to do when the dream ended. This is one of the first dreams i've had in a while since i've decided to take the time to get back into lucid dreaming. I don't have much of an explanation as this sort of behavior does not reflect my usual life-style as a student. I can only assume that the dream reflected the fear of being put in such a situation and being caught. Recently i've been thinking about how scary it is growing up and plunging into a new world. This dream may just be my mind illustrating all my fear into a dream event.
DreamLucidAwake Lucid Fragment Not much to say about this dream. I was lucid and stuck staring at an options menu for some zombie game. I was trying to turn the audio down low because I didn't want a loud noise to scare me when a zombie busts through a door or something like that. I don't think I got to play the game. Each time I tried to adjust the volume it would either get louder or creepier. End
Well currently I'm trying to WILD alot and regain my recall, tonight was an improvement. Well I typed this up this morning, and pressed a button and it all got deleted, so I can't be bothered to type it all up again. I attempt a WILD within a WILD, alarm wakes me up > I have a barfight with someone, he goes off crying > I go in a teachers car and drive to another city.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was out on a beach that was packed with people. A lot of people seemed to be out with small contraptions, almost like the rods that would hold up huge umbrellas, but with no umbrellas, and with bases that lay in the sand. I stood by a little, blonde girl. She was really tiny, but she spoke really well. She wore a leopard print bathing suit and sunglasses. I had asked her her name -- or maybe I'd asked her my name. She responded by telling me I was silly or stupid. The girl then told me that I'd spoken so much about going into the water. So why was I now just staying out on the beach. I figured the little girl was right. I should go into the water, at least to impress the girl. But I looked at the water. It was just as packed as the beach was. And it was dirty as hell. It looked like old, used washing machine water. And posts seemed to be sticking up out of it, too. Dream #2 I was laying on a bed, probably in the living room of a nice apartment or condo in a tall, new building. My mom sat either on the edge of my bed or on a bed that was adjacent to my bed. We were watching some movie. The movie struck me as being a little brutal or gross. I was either making two sandwiches, or else I had two sandwiches lying before me as I lay on the bed. Each sandwich had its own plate. Both sandwiches were on heroes. The sandwich nearest me had ham and cheddar cheese. I remembered that I liked the taste of ham with some other meat. So I told my mom I could make our sandwiches with that other meat as well. But my mom said no, that didn't matter. She seemed to be hungry and annoyed, and she didn't want to worry about complicating things. I felt bad for complicating things. So I decided to leave the sandwich alone. But I personally wanted the taste of both meats on my sandwich. Then I remembered that the second sandwich had both meats on it. So even if my mom was annoyed by my two-meat idea, I could secretly eat and enjoy a two-meat sandwich. Dream #3 I was at a dinner table with an older woman, probably my mom. We were in a really nice restaurant that was mostly empty. The table was round, a meter in diameter, with a white tablecloth. Three older women sat down at a table that was right next to ours, even touching ours. The three women all looked rich. They were all dressed in black. My mom had a conversation with the women. It sounded pretty intelligent. But I can't remember what it was about. One woman, the one closest to me, was staying rather quiet. I looked at her. She looked really distressed. I recognized her as Dianne Wiest. But she looked a bit skinnier and older. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed her performances in her movies. But I didn't say anything. Later I was riding in the backseat of a car. My mom was driving, and another woman was up in the front seat with her. My mom said, "Rachel ----- wasn't as talkative as she usually is." I thought, Rachel -----? I knew my mom was talking about the woman I'd looked at. But I guess I'd gotten the name of the woman wrong. My mom continued. "Oh, well. Usually she's more open when she's around kids. It brings out more of a feeling of hope in her." I thought to myself, Well, I'm pretty youthful and exuberant. I can bring out hope in people, too. I should have been a little more outgoing with Rachel. Dream #4 I walked into a restaurant. It was as enormous as the main area of Grand Central station in NYC. Toward the back, the seating area tiered up. The carpet, and maybe the walls, were green. The tables all had white tablecloths on them. The place was empty. I walked back to the back tier. I sat down and was now seated with a rich-looking, older-looking man and woman. We ate and spoke cheerfully about something. I was having a good time. But I was trying to play down the fact that I wasn't rich, so that my financial condition wouldn't make the couple dislike me. I then realized that this was a brand new restaurant that had opened up in a big, abandoned building. I thought of some friends who I always go out to dinner with. I thought they'd be really impressed when I told them I'd come to a restaurant that had just opened.
The part of my dream that stands out the sharpest was flying on a carpet together with Alex and Stefan, the landscape was from around Århus. Before i started the flight i was in a hospital and I'm pretty sure the same building was a school just a moment before. I also remember look in the mirror and having my face almost completely covered in my beard. There was one last 3.rd thing about the dream i had in my mind but now i cant quiet remember it
My dream started in my local starbucks parking lot. I am walking around and I see one of my friends inside a red box screen imitating that person standing outside of it. I run down and say "Hi, is anyone else here?" Then two of my other friends come along. At this point I decided I should do a reality check, so I plugged my nose, and I was still normally breathing! My whole body had a shiver run through it (know that feeling) and I felt like I was floating upwards. All of a sudden a really strong wind started blowing, but I knew I was dreaming so I stopped it. Unfortunately, I forgot to stabilize my dream, so I woke up.
02.08.2012 NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream 1: I was inside a Chemistry Lecture Room, and a DC that looks like my Chemistry 101 teacher puts up on the screen some personal information information about herself. The one that was on top was that she was Bisexual. college-lecture-hall.jpg I know there was more to the dream before this event occurred, but whatever. And I know this dream was a day association from when I randomly Googled Snooki and found out she was Bisexual.
Haven't been able to document any dreams properly the last few days due to stress and depression. Seeing a doctor tomorrow. 1 I was going to the hospital with my family. We were in the car. I was sitting in the front passenger seat. I think my grandfather might have been driving even though he is too disabled to IWL. My grandmother was in the back. I was talking loudly and my grandfather was squinting in disapproval. I couldn't feel embarrassment but I knew I was embarrassed. When we arrived I thought I had to get out and help my grandfather out of the car but he got out just fine on his own. The hospital looked like a cross between B Cross shopping center and H airport, but I also assumed it was W hospital. We went in and I was thirsty so I went to a couple of shops by the entrance. I couldn't find a drink I wanted so we continued on. We ended up in a large student house. My cousin was with me now. We looked in different rooms and in each and every one we saw people having sex. I continued looking around but noticed my cousin was no longer with me. She was downstairs throwing heavy objects at some guy. I assumed they knew each other and she'd caught him having sex with someone he wasn't supposed to. That person was nowhere to be seen. I tried to calm my cousin down but I knew that eventually I'd have to step in to protect her. I pulled my cousin to the side and stepped in the middle asking the guy to calm down. He didn't want to and started to attack me. I fought him off with relative ease. He then got some sharp pencils from a tub and but them between his knuckles so that they could stab me when he threw a punch. As he attacked, I evaded and took what pencils I could out of his knuckles. The next few time he lunged I stabbed his hands with the pencils. I noticed I was mocking him in German during the fight. He was getting more and more frustrated. I started using the drunken fist style to fight him and landed a few hits on his face. He started talking German. He sounded kind of fluent. The parts I remember actually made sense as well. He gave up the fight and just started blabbering in German.
Well, Debrahjane, I decided to give a try. The first dream I had this night was absolutely rum, and I decided to post it here. Literally, the dream doubled at some point and I had two parallel dreams at the same time. Sorry to disappoint many people here, this dream was not lucid, except a very short episode in the spiral, but I lost my awareness very easily. The dream started very dull. I jumped over the balcony in my parents’ house to go to some friends in the street and I got there. Then a large spiral opened below my feet and dragged me deep into it. Here the dream split into two. The spiral resembled a whirlpool. There were some levels in the spiral, marked by round-shaped stones with inscriptions on them. Whenever I saw such a stone, I thought it was the center of the spiral, but it continued whirling after a short time. The plot of the original dream developed into a party with my friends, where the hallucinations of my friend R became real, we had to fight with demons, and R kept saying that he would shake the matrix and put it into his car. For the record, R is a very good and seeeeeeexy friend. But I was still in the spiral as well. I reached a point where it was written “PURE MIND” (hope it is the right translation in English) and the levels started changing very fast after that. Some of the next levels had no names and I was to write something on the mark stones. Finally I reached the last stone, which was nameless too, but there was a golden sigil engraved on it. One of the demons in the original dream grabbed me and cast me on a high rock, resembling a ring, with fire all around it. The fire was harmless, but it seemed to be the end of the matrix, I was absolutely scared. At the same time, the spiral hurled me into a mountain, the only choice for me was to walk upwards, and a door was at the top of one ridge. There were strange statues on my way; one was a stone glass, cut into a rock. I entered this glass, someone was laughing madly, saying, “You must drink your fate! You are your fate!” Then I got somehow to the top, passed through the door, and entered the emptiness. Just flying into an empty space with some cubes and spheres around me, no light, no dark, nothing. In the original dream I jumped into the fire, not feeling any pain or regret, met myself into the emptiness or nothingness, and woke up. It is believed in my country, that people have the most crazy dreams on full moon nights, and it was the reason to give a shot at your expirement, if it is an expirement at all. But the dream was awesomely strange and full with new emotions, so thank you for the idea.
I'm in a meeting, I have a feeling it's a company I might be working for. The meeting takes place in a large room with tables in groups of two and I'm sitting with a someone I know. We are asked to divide to groups of four, and me and my friend team up with another group of two. We are asked to prepare a dancing number, ballroom dancing. There are two males and two females so it's perfect. We go outside and practice a bit of waltz. My partner is a lot shorter than me, so it's not easy. When we go back inside, the meeting is over and we help with putting the tables in their original order. Someone flips a switch and sunlight gets in trough fiber optic cables.
I'm part of a drama production, we are carying out various tasks, we are using the iPad to create water on the floor. I go outside and look at all the different productions in progress.
This is the first lucid I've remembered in a while. I got drunk the night before and had a terrible hangover when I woke up from this dream, although i felt fine in the dream. My suspicion has been heightened that alcohol increases the changes of lucidity. My parents, my dad's half brother and I were driving at night. We planned to go bar-hopping. I was a bit nervous and it felt strange to do this with my parents. It was sunny out and I was in the kitchen of our old house, helping to make cheeseburgers for many people who were over. I overheard that an elderly woman sitting outside was an expert in network security and was a hacker. I found this strange because she was so old, but was glad for her, and glad that I'm still young and have a lot of time to get better. Later, my mom and a few other people decided to take a walk to some burger place that was far away to get cheeseburgers, because for some reason we couldn't make them here. My dad said something to me, and I turned around. For some reason, I asked myself if I was dreaming. I hadn't seriously suspected that I might be dreaming, and went into the question with the same mindset as when I do RCs in real life, expecting to verify that it was real life and continue with whatever I was doing. But a moment into considering it, I got a feeling that has become familiar now, of the world sort of fading, a sort of buzzing feeling, which tells me I'm dreaming. I immediately tried to remain in the dream, to bring myself back to it. As usual it was fading. This time I tried something which has recently been suggested to me, to not focus on remaining in it so much. I tried not to think about it, let go of the thought that it could fade, and instead thought about whatever I was doing. It actually worked. Everything in the dream became more substantial. For some reason, I thought the house I was in was my mind's recreation of my house in real life, but really it was made up. I walked down a hallway and came to a wall. When I noticed the dream fading again, I focused on the texture of the wall, of a corner in the doorway. I felt it with my hand, the realistic bumps of paint, and everything became vivid again. I even decided to lick the wall for some reason, and this helped to increase the vividness. I continued this type of thing for a while, a few minutes. I walked around, everything would start to fade, and I'd bring myself back to awareness by concentrating on my surroundings and interacting with them. I thought about the fact that I was finally having a lucid dream of significant length. After a while I came to a window and decided to open it and jump out of it. I did so, although I don't think there were any details of opening it. I looked at the mechanism and wasn't sure if I'd be able to fit through it. I considered breaking it but decided to open it. I have no memory, though, of actually opening it past locating the handle. When I did, I jumped out. I started falling at first but managed to float and fly a bit before reaching the grass. It was sunny out. There was a ladder leading to the roof of the house which I approached. After briefly considering flying up it, I instead climbed. The details of climbing were not there, though. I do remember grabbing the hand-holds and climbing up, but it wasn't very realistic. Now, instead of being on the roof, I was on a raised platform in a large room. On a table in the center was a huge computer monitor, maybe 35" or so, displaying charts or something. The computer was my mom's that she used for her work. I approached this table and saw a small bowl of fruit. A sense of excitement overcame me as I considered that I could do anything, including eat the fruit. It was something between a peach and an apple, but a bit smaller than a peach. Like a miniature apple with the texture of a plumb. I bit into it and tasted it vividly, but it was rotting on the inside. I tried another one and it was the same. I briefly considered that this was strange and maybe means something psychologically, that my mind would do this. I started taking green grapes from the bottom of the bowl and eating them. It felt very realistic and they tasted good. I made note to myself that I was feeling guilty for eating too many of the grapes, because my mom might want some, when I really shouldn't be because this is only a dream. My mom came over and told me she needs to use the computer for her work soon. I told her that she could actually use the computer now, she can just go through me. Anything is possible because this is a dream. So she sad down on the chair I was on and I felt a strange feeling as she was in the same place as me, like a ghost walking through me. This felt unsettling so I did get up. My brother was there and was getting annoyed at me for something. He wanted to leave to go somewhere and kept asking my mom. I think my lucidity was diminishing near the end. My alarm clock woke me up after this. One of my goals for next time I achieve lucidity will be to make myself remember my real life. I notice that, while I am lucid dreaming, that information escapes me somehow.
i woke up in the dream and its like the ceilng was right on top of me it was really intense and felt so freakin real some how i realized how to get down .
I was sitting on my bed in my room and it was dark outside yet light in my room. I got up and walked out the door into the bathroom. I looked at the clock and it said that it was 6:30AM, right on time that I normally wake up. I turned on the shower and brushed my teeth while waiting for the water to heat up. Once it was warm I got in and went through my usual shower, nothing out of the ordinary. I got out of the shower and when I stepped on the ground I slipped and hit my head right on the ground. I had forgotten to put the mat down . My head didn't hurt at all and I got right up as if nothing had happened. I continued on with my morning as usual. I walked down the stairs and it led right into the gym locker room at out school I walked outside the locker room into the gym where my classmates were playing this game called jugball. It's a game in which you have to get a tennis ball to your "goalie" on the opposite side of the gym using milk jugs with the bottom cut off (you can't run). Anyway, when I had walked out I grabbed a jug and got right into the action. I casually walked down to the end of the gym and saw two of my friends just standing there, not doing anything. "Hey guys, having fun?" I asked in a casual, sarcastic way. "Tons," they replied, equally as sarcastic. I turned around to look at the other side of the gym where the ball had gone and saw one of the more sports-oriented kids down there getting the ball. I turned around, looked at me and chucked it as hard as he could (this part actually happened a few days ago) The ball flew at me and I quickly moved my hand over my stomach to stop the ball and actually ended up catching it! (This happened too only it just bounced off my hand, I didn't catch it ) For some reason, this made me start to question whether or not I was awake. I looked around more carefully and didn't see anything wrong with the dream. All my friends looked normal and there were no irregularities. I looked down at my hands and noticed nothing was wrong with them, all 10 fingers and no differences. "Hey, Burke, pass it over here!" One of my friends yelled. I tossed it over and proceeded to do a nose-plug RC. To my surprise, It worked! I was lucid! Quite an interesting way to get lucid . I hadn't had a lucid in a while so I didn't want to waste this one. I thought of what to do and decided I would do the TotY. The first one that came to mind was the first television broadcast so I imagined a room back in the ealy 1900s and a small T.V. sitting in the corner. I snapped my fingers and I was brought to a small room where everything was in black and white, except me. The room was completely empty, no doors or anything except for one small end table with a modern-day t.v. on it, only it as really small about 6 inches across. I walked over to it (the room was only like 10' by 10') and there was one knob on the side. I turned it towards the part that said "on" and waited for something to happen. I stared at the screen and could see a very static-y screen like when you don't have a signal. I waited for about 10 seconds for something to happen and after nothing did, I looked around the t.v. for an answer to my problems. Coming out of the back of the t.v. was a power cord but it only had one prong, similar to an auxiliary cable. I looked around the room again and tried to find an outlet but there was nothing to be seen. I figured I could just summon one so I turned around and thought to myself, "when I turn around, there will be an outlet for this thing right behind it." When I turned around there was indeed an outlet, but it was a modern day, 3-pronged one. This wouldn't work but I figured I might as well try. I stuck the jack into the round hole where the 3rd prong would normall go. It fit right in and there a couple sparks but no flames or anything. I looked at the t.v. screen and it was now a faint blue, almost gray, color. I reached behind the t.v. expecting there to be a remote and there was! Man, I'm really getting the hang of summoning stuff . The remote only had a few buttons: power, channel, and menu. I clicked the channel one and saw the screen change to a faint green and a small number appeared in the corner saying "02." It makes sense since the first one would've been one, and this one was two. I continued to flip through the channels but there was nothing broadcasting, only various colors, some brighter than others while a few were so faded they almost were just a shade. Around channel 8 when the t.v. had turned to a faint red, almost pink, color I noticed that the room had changed color too, the same color as the screen. I turned it back to 7, which was a deep purple, and the room changed accordingly. Getting a little frustrated I just yelled at the t.v. "Just show me a damn show!" I waited a second and after a brief moment the screen started to flicker. On the screen a group of people started to form with what looked like big blocks of wood in from of them. After another few seconds I saw that is was a band! A stereotypical big band from the 1920s and 1930s. There was about 20 of them in total and on the front of their music stands I saw a circle with some sort of letters around it and a clarinet lilted to the side in the middle. The entire broadcast was in black and white and thus the room changed accordingly. The conductor up in from raised his hands and all the musicians raised their instruments. I started to waive his hands and all the players took a big breath. I could tell they were playing some sort of music but, this being the first t.v, there was no sound. What's the point of a concer on t.v. if there's no sound? I was a little disappointed and wanted to hear what they were saying so I decided to try something new. I walked up to the t.v. and kicked it with my left foot. As I had expected, my leg went right through the screen but it didn't break it, my leg actually went through the screen and into the scene that had been filmed. I squeezed the wrest of my body through and ended up in some sort of concert hall with a large dance floor and tables surrounding it. Once there I could hear some music and it seemed very familiar. I looked around and could see a lot of people in the room, some dancing, talking, and others just sitting at the tables eating some food. I walked over to one of them and asked what song this was. They responded in a stereotypical New Yorker accent which I found rather humorous saying, "Eh? Oh yeah, thems guys. They's the Glen Miller Band or sometin' with this new fangled doo-hickey called 'jazz.' It's not too bad. I actually like it, personally and it seems like a lot of others do to. So, whad'ya say? You wanna dance or somethin'?" Wow, he had a really heavy accent but it amused me nonetheless. "No, that's not what I asked. What is the name of this song?" I asked him again. "The song? Uh... I ain't got a clue, but that Firo ova there, he knows what new and fancy and whatnot." He pointed to a younger person, probably about 16 with a brown suit and tan fedora on. "Thanks." I told him. I walked over to this kid and tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately spun around and tried to hit me in the face! I quickly ducked down to avoid it. "What the hell'd ya do that for!?" I yelled at him. "You're pretty quick." he said, "I don't see many people with moves like that. What's ya name?" He had a slightly less pronounced accent but it was still noticible. "I'm Burke," I told him. "This man over there said that this guy named Firo knew what this song was called. Is that you? Do you know?" I asked him. "Yea, I'm him, and this song here these guys is playin's called 'In the Mood' or somethin'. It's not bad, I like it." He told me. Ah-ha! That's what it was! We had played this in our local jazz bad a couple years ago. It's actually a pretty good song. "Now, since I did somethin' for you, you gotta do somethin' for me." He said suddenly. "What's that you want?" I asked him. He smirked and brought his fist back as if he was about to punch something. "Ye see, I'm kinda a jerk, so I just want one thing. I want you... to wake up!" He quickly brought his fist forward and it slammed right into my face. It pushed me back a few feet and I could feel the dream start to fade, but it didn't immediately wake me up. The dream was very unstable though so I quickly rubbed my hands together and focused on my surroundings. The band had changed songs! I dind't recognize this new song but I wasn't really very curious. "Ya quite the sturdy one," He told me, "But I ain't never not woken someone up before when I say I'm gonna!" In an instant, I was lying in my bed, eyes open, completely awake. Damn. Did he really wake me up or was it just time for the dream to end? Oh well, I got part of the TotY done and had a dream which had quite a few real-life elements in it. A "sport" we played in gym class, music by a band I knew, and a character from an anime I had recently watched (Firo from Baccano!). Not a bad dream
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