• Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views




    View RSS Feed

    All DJ Entries

    1. 7 Dec: Lunatics, stopping tsunamis and interrogated

      by , 12-07-2010 at 01:30 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED


      0:40 GMT

      Lunatic girlfriend and her lunatic brother
      Trying not to be spotted by some lady I know. I run and turn left on a corner of a street, but she spotted me at the very last minute and follows me. I then jump to top of the building and hover from roof to roof, trying to escape her, but she also has the ability to fly and keeps following me.
      Then dream transforms and we’re inside her house. She is now a girl in her 30’s and I’m her boyfriend. I’m running from her because she is totally mad and wants to kill me. I go from room to room, in this very long endless house, but exit door is still far. She is about to catch me, when I enter a room where her very old aunt sleeps in bed and I hide from her by lying down on the bed too, covered with the blankets. But she finds me and gets me out of it. She has a huge scissor in her hands and she wants to stab me. She is mad, crying, accusing me of abandoning her. I have no chance, so I use reverse psychology and tell her I’m running because she is looking mad with the scissor on her hands, but that I really love her and want to stay with her. She drops the scissor and says “Really?”. “Yes, in fact I love you so much we should marry!” And she becomes quite another person, a beautiful sweet lady and I honestly feel love for her. I convince myself if I don’t do anything wrong, she won’t explode and it might work. But when we’re hugging, she wakes up from this trance, grabs the scissor again and recalls “Wait... You started running away from me before I started chasing you! Were you trying to leave the house? You bastard!” Oh no! I have to run again for my life. When I reach the kitchen, there’s a window opened through which I escape to outside. Her brother is just arriving and seeing this scene. He is a big muscled guy and he is just as nuts as she is. She screams at him, telling him I’m abandoning her and he threatens me saying he is going to find me wherever and kill me.

      I decide to go stay with my mother. She works for some important politician, so I go meet her at her work place, like the parliament or something similar - it’s a palace. When I arrive there, there was an horrible accident (was it?) – she slipped on top of a stone staircase, she bumped with her head on a stone fountain and tumbled down the stairs. She was a mass of blood and broken bones. She was still alive and mumbled some words. I have a vision of the lunatic brother of my lunatic girlfriend grinning and saying he is going to make my life a living hell.

      “Corrida” and sexy girl
      I’m with my mom caught in the middle of some "bulls running" event (corrida) at night. There are 4 enclosures – one with bulls and three others connected, with people. They are waiting for the bulls to be loose to run along with them and bully them. [I grew up watching these things in the nearest town, where it is tradition, but I always hated it and today I’m totally against these kind of animal abuse. People act moronic on these events and call themselves brave for beating and driving a poor animal crazy.]
      They are about to lose the bulls on our enclosure and so they ask people there if they are ready. I say no, to please wait, because we’re there by mistake. But they think we’ve chicken out and try to convince us to stay. I say that I stay if they let my mom go out. They give us some seconds and I try to rush my mom out, but we have to climb the fence and she’s not very energetic, but one bull is getting closer to us. He is not enraged, he is walking slowly, but he clearly will hit us with a blow from his head if we don’t move fast. I have to do some acrobatics to escape on time. Outside the fence we meet my BF. We pass in front of some bleachers full of spectators and everybody is very excited about something. We look up and we see a very hot girl in tiny outfit cheering for something. Both people on the bleachers and people on the ground are drooling at her. She has nice boobs and she is pretty, I admit it. She makes me fell ugly. Even some Hollywood star that is around – I think might have been Angelina Jolie, but can’t recall for sure – is looking jealous at that girl. I then smile – we women are never happy to find a woman that is hotter than us J

      2:45 GMT

      Evil twin cat and evil bird
      At home with my cat. Some cat apparently looking just like him comes in and my cat attacks him. I try to split them up and then I see this other cat is like his evil twin. Just like him, but with one big eye, with no eyelids, ocular globe is transparent and the pupil is red. He also has a deformed leg covered in greyish crusts. He looks ugly and evil. But then the cat just leaves the room looking so sad and lonely that I feel extreme compassion for him. I realise maybe he is not evil, just ugly as hell, so I grab my cat and let the other come in again. But the poor cat does indeed emit some bad vibes. But it’s not his fault, it’s like this role was imposed on him, but he just wants to be loved. Anyway, he is not used to have normal relationship with people and other cats, so he is always causing trouble and freaking me out by sneaking behind me with the “evil” eye. He gives me the creeps. I try to find out where does he come from and find a box at my door, where he came from. The box is very small, but when I pick him up to put him inside it, he gets shrunk to the size of a trinket and becomes inanimate. So I decide to keep him locked there. Unfortunately, when I opened the box, some small bird statuette, which was also inside, gained life and escaped. It’s such a tiny bird and I don’t worry, but when I’m outside in the street, talking to someone, the crazy bird starts attacking us and follows us everywhere.

      4:45 GMT

      Stopping tsunamis
      I’m with some girl friends doing something on some terrace with a view to the ocean. They say something about how nice the place is and I joke saying “Let’s hope there’s no tsunamis hitting!”. When I say this, a giant wave forms and is heading to land. They freak out but I feel this is a dream and I get lucid. I tell them not to worry, because I will work my magic. I stop the water by pointing the palm of my hand towards it, like Neo did with the bullets. More waves form, bigger and scarier, but I get to stop them all. Then I don’t recall very well, but I think more things were thrown at us, because I remember blowing up a few things in the air with my thought, to protect us. Then some kids playing on the beach come to me, I’m their new hero and they ask me all sort of questions like how did I do it, if they can learn to do the same. Then they ask if I can make appear things and I say yes, although not all the time. I ask if they want me to make appear something and some funny kid asks for a pool of mud and mango.”I’m sorry, what? Mud and mango? What for?”, ”I don’t know, can you make it?”, “Why not, let’s try.” So I concentrate on creating a pool of mud and mango. This amuses me a lot. It works and the kids jump all happy on this pool with a green-yellowish goo in it. They seem to be having fun and I decide to go inside it too. It feels nice and I think “Well, it must be good for the skin!”, so I spread this greeny mud on my arms. I think about doing something else more productive with my lucid, but I sense it is weak and as soon as I try something not so “dream-like” I will probably wake up, so I just enjoy the lucid mud bath until I woke up.

      6:00 GMT

      Waking Nomad posts
      Just a brief recall of navigating on the web and finding a website where Waking Nomad was posting regularly and I wondered why he is not posting on DV for some time now if he does post somewhere else. [Not that it would be my business to know... lol]

      Interrogated by a “doctor”
      At my grandma’s house, with my mom and some lady doctor around the kitchen table. The doctor is telling me the results of my lab tests indicate I have had recently a viral infection. I tell her those are not news, because since the last 3 years all my tests have shown the same. For sure it is no viral infection or else it is a chronic one. She is surprised to know that and then she asks all sort of questions: if I feel sleepy during the day, if I have a really busy schedule, if my work is stressful, but then she starts asking things about my work, the NGOs I work for and I wonder where she is going with that and why is that relevant for my diagnosis. I get up, considering this conversation is over, but my mom, who now reveals not to be my real mom, but some older lady I’ve never seen before, is telling how we are poor and she gets food from the food bank everyday to keep me going but she fears I’m not having the right nutrition. I am now feeling this is definitely not my life because I know who I am in RL. Don’t have time to become lucid though, because I wake up.

      8:00 GMT
    2. 25 Nov: Dark forces and mysterious city of the elite

      by , 11-26-2010 at 01:24 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


      01:25 GMT

      Birds
      I am at some place that’s neither home nor a hotel, but I am staying in a room and my mom is in the room next door. As I enter my room, I see two lovely parakeets standing on top of the wardrobe and I call my mom to come and see it. When she arrives, there’s also a cockatoo joining them! I keep my window open in case they want to leave, but instead another pair of parakeets and a little sparrow also join them. I’m thinking if I should buy cages. No! But what about them pooping around? So far, not one pooped, but will they behave that good all the time? As I think about these things, I feel my feet wet and look at the floor and it’s flooded with brown murky water. The worst thing is the incredible amount of plugs I have on the floor about to be submerged by the water. My cat is splshing in the water and I worry he will get an electrical shock. Not worried about me. I soak towels in the water and squeez it on the window to the outside. At some moment the window no longer opens to the outside but to another room and I’m spreading water all over the floor of this room. Then a guy opens the door to this room and comes inside. I say I’m sorry but he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I then just say that I have a cat and some birds on my room that might accidentally pass to his room and he says it’s ok and sits down on his sofa to watch the news.

      03:15 GMT

      Meditation fail
      Then I guess the same place transforms into a hotel on some floating island or on a cruise boat. I see beautiful aqua blue water throughout the window. It’s a paradisiacal place. But then we’re hit by small tsunamis. Somehow I save this “boat” from turning, but many people just dove on the water and are swimming ashore. I join a couple who’s doing just that but a crocodile is about to attack us and I think I prevent the attack.
      On land, we’re all staying at a big dwelling. It’s a lovely night outside, people eat and chat and laugh, under the stars, but I feel extremely lost. I think about sitting outside on a quiet place, meditating, so I go around the house trying to find some silence. But then I see a bunch of cats also hanging around and meowing and I get distracted by them. My friend Zilla comes out of nowhere and tells me I should meditate nevertheless. I tell her is too noisy, but she insists it’s even a better exercise, when there are distractions. I agree and decide to do it, but then wake up.

      5:45 GMT

      Attacked by dark forces and taken to mysterious city of the elite
      Back on that house with the kittens. I became good friend of the couple who owns the place. They are cat lovers and they have outside really nice hideouts for their colony of cats around the house and they treat them well. But there was a female cat they truly truly loved. She one day accidentaly turned on the hi-fi and there was a certain cd on the cd player, with a certain song and from that day on the cat would put this song playing. They never again changed that cd, so she could play the same song over and over. Anyway, it’s morning and I’m going to their bathroom on the basement. I have to dispute the toilet with some other girl who arrived at same time and I offer my turn. They have a second toilet, which is not as nice, door doesn’t close well, but I go there. As I am about to close the door, two tall guys dressed in black suits just materialize in front of me and hold the door. “Come with us!”, "What? Sorry, no". They look like they are not going to let me and I’m saved by my friends, who just pop up very excited “You have to listen to this!” They pass by the guys in suits and drag me to outside. “Listen, listen!”, “It’s the kitty song!”, “But how? Where?” They had no idea, the music was just in the air. I am half-lucid, knowing I'm dreaming but not taking control over it.
      I try to follow it, not caring anymore about the men in black, but then my dream is invaded by flashes of really creepy stuff – for example, when I’m almost in tears listening to this beautiful song in the wind, crossing sand dunes, I see this image of a semi-buried dead body in the sand, but as I see it, it also disappears. I try to fight this darkness by focusing on this magic and this love that was flowing before. Then I see black clouds in the sky, approaching, but I realise it’s just black birds. They land a bit further ahead in the sand, so I keep walking through the dunes, holding on to positive thoughts. When I get closer, I see these birds are giant crows, the size of a man, with beaks as large as my arms and still I don’t feel afraid. Only when they start closing me in I get a bit nervous and decide to back away. As I walk back slowly, I see my friends are still on my pursuit and getting closer to me. I tell them to back away, saying it’s dangerous. Then the birds soar and as they almost reach us, it gets darker and the sea rises. We have water by the knees, making it harder to run. Then the birds disappear but from the sea comes a kind of army of big frightening dark apes. Each of them has a monstrous version of the face of the specific person they attack. I decide to fly now to escape them, but then I see one with my face and she just jumps on me and knocks me down to the ground.
      Everything goes black.
      I then don’t know if I am awake or still asleep, because I feel my body lying down, but I see nothing.

      Slowly I realise I'm still in the dream, because I feel the sand under my body, but lucidity starts fading and the dream takes over me. I feel tall grasses all around and also warm bodies. I choose to lie still because I don’t know if the ape-monsters are still around. Slowly I start to see some shapes and then the sun rises. Through the tall grasses I see what looks like an army picking up those who are lying down. I see a wooden pathway (those to walk through the dunes) and I manage to slide to a hole in the sand under it. A girl next to me grabs my shirt and totally speechless opens her eyes wide, like totally panicking and saying “Don’t leave me here!” But I can’t help her. I see them taking her and others away. Hidden, I manage to approach their “operation centre” – they have trucks and trains to take people away in groups. There’s a small group standing in line, waiting to be shipped somewhere and I hear them saying “Those guys over there are lucky. They’ll actually have a nice life, near the elite. They’ll be able to study and have good jobs, working for them. The rest of us will be brutally enslaved.”
      I then see the group they are referring to and I spot a friend of mine, Eva, among them. They are inside a train carriage and I manage to sneak in and pretend I’m one of them. I want to know more. I want to find out more. I sit by her side and she asks me what am I doing there. The others look unfriendly, clearly thinking if they should report me or not, but in the end they don’t care. I ask her what she knows about this and she just tells me she knows we will be taken to a big city. The travel lasts day and night and we pass by some city at night and we stop at a big improvised tent in the middle of some deserted area, during the day, for eating and resting. She is good at extracting information from people, so then she comes to me with a list of names of places we will be going through until our final destination and they all sound Egyptian-like and I can't recall them. All I do remember was that final destination was Anunaki.

      7:00 GMT

      Updated 11-26-2010 at 08:56 PM by 34880

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. 30 Oct: The Samsara allegory

      by , 11-09-2010 at 10:28 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      21:30 GMT – sleep

      Bird-fish
      A little orphan bird transforms into a fish and I help hit learning how to breathe inside the water.

      Left behind by an Indian

      On my way to catch a bus on a terminal. Being guided by an Indian guy who disappears in the crowd. Then I don’t know which bus I have to take. After some walking around I find him (who now is a she, dressed in a sari), on some bus stop. I ask why he/she disappeared and she replies she thought I had seen where she was going – in her eyes I could see she couldn’t care less if I’d find her or not.

      The Samsara allegory

      Hiking with my BF, we encounter a waterfall. The rock walls around are very white and I see some niches were people have left incense, jewels and candles. Behind the waterfall, a bit to the left is a tunnel, which looks like an entrance to a metallic bunker inside the rock. My BF decides to check it but I prefer going to see these niches on the right side of the waterfall. For that I have to escalate the rock, for there is no path and I end up falling on the water, which fortunately is just one meter under me. I climb up the rock a bit further down river and find a shop, precisely selling incense, candles and some artwork of spiritual inspiration. I spend some time there admiring some objects but then realise my BF is not coming back from the tunnel, so I decide to go after him.

      I follow the tunnel and end up in a place from where a few corridors go in different directions. I go into one of the corridors and see more corridors and many many doors. I realise I will easily get lost if I don’t use something to mark my way. So I go back and then come with something to write signs on the walls.

      After just a few corridors I encounter some guy and I ask him how big is this maze. He seems to be a pro and he tells me for an experienced person it takes 4 to 5 hours to find the exit, but if one is naďve it can get stuck there for ages. He tells me inside the maze we are assaulted by all kinds of hallucinations that makes us forget why we went there in the first place. I tell him I’m just looking for my BF and I will keep that in mind. But next corridor, when I am alone, I am already experiencing hallucinations. The corridor is totally submerged by a sudden torrent of water. Surprisingly I can breathe under water, but then a group of sharks appear and they start biting me. They are not big, but they still hurt me as hell, and there’s blood all over. I am feeling desperate but then I see some turbine on the wall, I turn it on and they are sucked and shredded into pieces. Then the water disappears and I remember it’s all an illusion and keep going my way. I then come across a school. The teacher seems more like a military instructor and all the students are adults but are terrified as kids. Someone pushes me inside the classroom and makes me sit on a table. Then the teacher puts a test in front of me and I look at the questions and they make absolutely no sense. I could be there for ages and I would never get it right. But I’m told I will only be allowed to leave this place when I have answered correctly to all of them. I realise that could take eons! I see on the table my BF name carved, which gives me hope – he has been there! And he escaped to somewhere!
      Then I am planning my own escape, which doesn’t seem so difficult – after all it is only a classroom. But someone tells me that running away will activate some maze cops which will hunt me down and bring me back. I manage to escape but I had to keep on the move or the cops would find me. After exiting the school I encountered job "areas". Like some postal delivery company or a paper factory. This one almost got me, because as soon as we would enter these areas, they would catch us, make us work and after a while we would not remember having done anything else in life. I saw people working there and their boss yelling at them because the red paper sheets had 1 or 2 mm more than the standard measure and they had to do it all over again. And these people were totally obsessed and worried about this as if there was nothing else that mattered. I slipped through an then I passed by a gym. I saw lots of totally fit people working out really hard, suffering enormously, and their instructor kept saying “You’re still fat! You sit all day on your desks and you get fatter and fatter. Keep burning those calories!” And they all looked just fine, so I thought “This is nuts, they don’t recall anymore that this is just an elaborate hoax, a mind trick.They totally forgot where they came from and think this is all there is.”
      I saw cops a few times, but I learned about backdoors and shortcuts between different maze areas, so I managed to avoid them. At some point I encountered a small group of people who were aware of the nature of this place, but they’ve been stuck there for so long that they lost some perspective. They didn’t know anymore they just needed to be aware of the hallucination and look for the exit, so they had come up with all sorts of stories on how to escape it. There was a guy totally obsessed about turnips! He had concluded in his life that some turnips with strange shapes, had magical properties and if he got the right amount and combination of them, he would be able to prepare some kind of magical elixir that would free him from the maze. He insisted that I tasted a turnip he had just found. He cut a slice and offered it to me. It was just a bland raw turnip. I wanted to help them, but they were so deluded and I was on a mission to find my BF, so I kept going.
      By now I had everybody after me: cops, school teacher, gym instructor, bosses... I hadn’t found my BF but I was close to the exit, so I decided to just leave before they’d get me. I was cornered on a shop with plates and bowls and other kitchenware, but I could see a corridor that would leave me to the exit, just a few metres away. I threw plates at them as they were slowly closing me in, but they finally caught me. They grabbed my arms and legs and they abused me physically in all sorts of ways, from violence to sexual harassment. In the end I started bloating like a balloon and the gym instructor was laughing devilishly and saying “See, you didn’t work out, now you’re fat! You need to go to the gym!”. But I never forgot about exiting the maze. I kept seeing the door on my mind. I kept visualizing it. Imagining geting closer and closer and then an emergency exit just materialized on the wall in front of me. I remember feeling their grip a bit looser and thinking about running to the door and then I woke up.

      5:20 GMT
    4. Reoccuring Dream

      by , 10-04-2010 at 09:36 PM
      I have had a similar dream that has occured 3 times now in the past 2 months that I can remember. The first 2 dreams of this kind happened within the same month. The 3rd one happened just last week. In all 3 dreams there was a spider web and a spider. The first dream there was a fly that kept flying into the web and I kept telling it No! Stay away from the web & stop flying into it...but the fly didn't listen. I woke up as I saw the spider crawling to the fly. The 2nd dream involved a butterfly that was stuck to the web and couldn't get away. I watched as the spider attacked the butterfly and ate it. The most recent and 3rd dream involved a small bird, maybe a sparrow, that kept flying into the web similar to the first dream.

      Updated 10-04-2010 at 09:40 PM by 37287

      Categories
      memorable
    5. 18 Sep: Fragments and a cult zombie army

      by , 09-24-2010 at 05:30 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      23:00 GMT – sleep

      Fragments:
      - Dream about the people I had a meeting with during the day
      - Sequence of aliens/monsters attacking people and ways to fight them (apparently music distracted them)
      - Preparing bed to sleep on that place populated by those aliens/monsters
      - A collage of movie scenes with Tom Cruise, making fun of him, showing how gay he is


      4:45 GMT

      More fragments:
      - On a big house with a yard. I’m locking the doors. But someone is on the garden and we start talking about something
      - At my friend Isabel’s preparing the visit of our guru to our country. More people are there but I don’t want them to know who is coming


      6:00 GMT

      Even more fragments:
      - I’m on my desk and a little bird enters through the window and lands on the desk. Some kids appear and they are crazy about the bird but I don’t allow them to grab the bird. I pick it up very gently but the bird is dying. I try to revive it and it becomes a transparent horsefish filled with oil
      - I’m hiking a mountain with 2 couples. I remember distinctively that one of the ladies is in shorts and tank top. I wonder how she is not freezing. We cross a dangerous crack in the ice and keep going.
      - I’m on some open air space and decide to lift off, but it’s one of those days in which flying is not so easy. Instead I decide to climb the air, as if it had invisible steps or platforms and I am actually having fun with it


      A cult zombie army
      I’m in the middle of some barbecue and I’m invited to sit and join it but I say only if they have vegetables. This starts a discussion – a girl there says she would like to eat vegetarian more often but she has no means. I just go ballistic and say to her “What do you mean by no means? Is it really that hard to find some rice and beans on the supermarket? Vegetables? Are those things really that hard to find or to buy? Please!” I know I was a bit over the top and she got really offended, but didn’t reply. The conversation ended there.
      Then some strange cult people, kind of hindus but not really sure, come to me trying to convince me to join in. I say no thanks, although appreciate their thought and I go inside this kind of dinner (the barbecue tables still outside). They insist, saying that Simon says I have to. I push them away and they attack me. One guy is Greco-roman fighting me and a girl is biting my ass repeatedly and it really hurts. I tell them to wake up from whatever trance they are in. They give up on me but then send me their boss. He tries to convince me but I threaten to denounce him as a fraud. I kick him out from where we are and I shout outside that his followers should no longer accept whatever pills he is giving to them, because it is just mind control. Then we both realise that in the push and pull, he dropped a book, like a journal and as he thinks it is crucial to get it back without me noticing, I read it in his mind and I close the door immediately, as I must find out what is in the book. I try to lock the door while I hide the book away but he and his “zombie army” manages to break in really soon. Then I wake up...

      7:30 GMT – wake up


      PRECOG explanations:
      - 2 days later I had a discussion with a girl I had worked with, on some snack place with tables outside where we sat to eat something and I insisted on having something vegetarian. She started argumenting with me that that's nice but... Her "buts" drove me crazy and at some point the conversation ended, as we were not going anywhere with it, but getting mad at each other.
      - also on same day I found out that there was a hostel and coffee bar really close by called "Simon says".
      I have lots of precognitive dreams, but they are always very mixed up, although clear enough that I can identify the bits and pieces here and there.
    6. It's been a while...

      by , 07-30-2010 at 01:07 PM
      10/05/09

      OK, so school, life, etc. happened. But I was in Spanish class the other day and someone mentioned having "one of those dreams where you wake up and go to the bathroom and go back to bed and then you really wake up." Yes, totally, a false awakening, right? Yeah, that's what it's called! So I realized I totally miss my DJ. Here's some catch up dreams:

      Lately I've had a few dreams where I've been really pissed off at my dad. In one dream, I recall he had something really hot and pressed it to my face and was burning me with it and I was screaming at him that he doesn't even know what he's doing!!! In other dreams I'm just frustrated and mad at him.

      Last night I dreamed I had a fight with my sister on the phone. She said she was moving to Quebec. I told her I don't believe her because she lies all the time (true), I can't trust her (true), and I wish I didn't get stuck with a shitty sister like her anyway (also true)!!! It felt so so good to get that off my chest, even if it was only in a dream.

      I had a lucid where I couldn't gain control and I just remember it being a strange situation so I just rolled back into normal dreaming.

      OK, here's a weird one: I'm in a pet store like digging hamsters or guinea pigs out of the dirt in the floor... but they're in habitats and they're really hungry because they've been underground for so long. I try to get them some food when I walk by a wall of aquariums of various exotic fish. They look prehistoric. One tank has the lid off and there's what appears to be a tiny shark spitting water at me!! Then I hear a voice overhead saying that the end of the world is coming and there's nothing I can do to stop it.

      I have some more dreams of being in the bathroom and people walking in on me as usual.

      I had one last night or the night before about being a bird... and having a bird buddy with me watching some other birds hunt for worms. We decided they were from the Philippines. Then one little bird who was hurt was looking for some worms and I felt like he was scared that the other birds would attack him. So my bird buddy and I went and scooped him up and brought him to safety. The little hurt bird thanked us and said we should smoke with him. So we started smoking what looked like some thorny stems of plants and I don't even know how we lit it but we were smoking it! (I love the uncomplicated nature of dreams sometimes!)

      Anyway, I've had some pretty bizarre dreams as you can tell, and I hope to get more into my DJ on a regular and get into have more memorable lucids!

      It's good to be back!!
      Tags: bathroom, bird, dad, sister
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    7. July 28, 2010

      by , 07-28-2010 at 11:57 AM (Book of Dreams)
      ((The dates on my DJ have been messed up, because I've been dating my dreams as occurring the night I go to sleep, when they usually occur in early morning, so it looks like I skipped a day but really I'm just doing things differently.))

      I know I had more than one dream, but when I awoke from my first dream, I decided to not record it because something about it bugged me, like it was boring or something. All I remember is I was late for work.

      1- The Poetic Parrot
      There was a brownish orange bird that flew down from the sky and landed on a lamp post. It began reciting a poem. When it was finished, it said, "That poem dates back to... what was it? 18..." All of the sudden, Stewie from Family Guy shouts from his stroller "ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!" The bird was taken aback by this. "Well, you have no pleasure in life at all!"
      Tags: bird, poem, stewie
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    8. July 8, 2010

      by , 07-10-2010 at 06:41 PM (Whirlwind of Dreams)
      Dimension Transportation:
      It had something to do with dimensions. Possibly how one can cross before and enter new dimensions. It was all about the energy. It seems that birds can enter new dimensions at a higher energy. The dimension in particular had a pulsing orange color and had a yellow bird, likely a canary at its forefront.

      Mysterious Place:
      I was in some small room, it was a bit dark but there was enough light to see some of the equipment around. A couple of meters ahead and to my right, was a wooden door. It was open a bit and had no handle. On the wall next to it, was a wooden clock. It was all made of wood and had an octagonal shape. Everytime this clock ticked, the door would close a tiny amount eventually fully closing and likely locking me in the room. I had a feeling that I was in some sort of maze or some game and I had to reach the door before it fully closed. I made a leap to the door as the clock ticked a couple more time and forced my way through the door making it to the other side. I can only recall seeing a restroom at the wall facing the door which I decided to visit. I thought about taking a shower and I have just closed the door when I hear a scream and my mom comes in. I ask "What's wrong?" and she replies "that the bird has caught her white towel with his beak and dropped it on the floor"

      Office Food?
      I was sitting in some office building. The floor had greyish carpets and there was large windows behind me. I was sitting on a chair facing a computer terminal and had some co-workers sitting at the terminals to my left. I think the ceiling was white and there was a wall behind my terminal. The place was organized, such as every group of terminals had a wall blocking their view to the front, similar to a cubicle style, but, rectangular in nature. A friend's girlfriend comes over to me and asks me about chili paper(?). She wanted me to re-print it for her. I take her to a room down the hall and ask her for more details. Something about her not getting along with her teacher and the possibility of winning an award. I went back to my chair and gave it some thought. A co-worker who overheard some of the conversation asked me what she wanted and I told her the story. I think she said that I shouldn't. I was still considering printing it, since, I was considering the price.

      Pharmacy Visit:
      Something about a pharmacist and I think a guy wanting some medicine.

      Thoughts: Hurray for REM rebounds Probably my best night for dream recall. I'm starting to wonder if the first and second dream are actually linked together or not since it's the same bird, kinda of like a story. The first two dreams seem to be interesting, since, I've only ever had one dream that involved the term dimension and I liked the atmosphere of the second(the dark room). I thought the bird being evil with the towel was pretty funny as well As for the third, not much to say, other than being really odd and seems to be mixing different ideas together
    9. Mzzkc's Mind Games

      by , 06-13-2010 at 04:33 AM (Mzzkc's Mind Games)
      12.06.2010
      Just Another Night (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







      Dream: Office Shenanigans
      ★★☆☆☆
      It's another day at the office. I'm working on changing certain security settings for specific accounts, but am distracted when a lively character comes into the office. She starts up a racing circuit of some kind that involved jumping, running, and phasing over, around, and through cubicles. She invites me to join, since there's only three racers in the circuit, but I'm hesitant to take her up on the offer.

      Dream: Bringing Down The House
      ★★★★☆
      I storm into the headquarters of what seems to be a corrupt syndicate, headed by a man with silver hair. Confronting him directly, as women and guards surrounded him, I let him know I was going to bring his whole operation down. When I called him by his name, he freaked out and fled.

      He managed to get away from me in the most bizarre and surreal manner, but I knew about his most recent plan. It involved putting on a play for a local school as a front for a much larger ploy, and that was my ticket in. I go to the school and work my way further into the operation, taking out or avoiding any opposition along the way. The dream ended before I could complete my objective.

      DILD: Numbah One
      ★☆☆☆☆
      Hey, it's a dream!

      The bird wakes me up.

      DILD: Numbah Two
      ★☆☆☆☆
      That's right, this is a dream!

      The bird wakes me up. . . again.

      DILD: Numbah Three

      ★☆☆☆☆
      Oh cool, I'm dreaming! I really hope. . .

      Gorram bird. . .
    10. June 10, 2010

      by , 06-13-2010 at 03:05 AM (Whirlwind of Dreams)
      Investigation:
      I went to China, possibly with my family, although, I only saw my father and one of my siblings(knew he was there). We ended up staying at some Chinese house which was also a store. We were there to investigate the disappearance of some items. I entered the bathhroom at this house which had a bath tub facing the door and a stool on the right side. What was on the left side, I have no idea. It was pretty big and oval shaped. There was also a restaurant on the left side of the bathroom. There was a large table there with some chairs.

      Exploring:
      I just finished talking to someone who was pretty mean to me. I think I climbed some stairs and was now standing on the roof. I was still thinking how mean she was and remembered how she flicked my head with her finger. Then I began to think why I was standing in the middle of a circular metal cage. I stepped out of it and tripped which caused me to lose my balance and move closer to the edge at which point I fell over. I could feel the air and see the ground coming up rapidly. I was pretty afraid of what will happen when I hit the ground. At this point, I felt an odd sensation take over and I was suddenly lucid. It must have been due to fear. I slowed down my fall so that I just touched the ground gently and walked away. My lucidity wasn't as strong as I would have liked. The dream skips and I'm with my family walking through a deserted park around evening time during the autumn season. I was still lucid but I following the flow of the dream. I saw a couple of gray or black skinny trees here and there. Between these trees, there was a small puddle which was filled with water. I sat near the puddle in the lotus position. As soon as I took the position, a mid-sized gray bird with a black patch running from it's head to halfway of it's back appeared and landed on my hands. I could feel his claws on my hands. Excited, I tried to get my sisters attention but a flock of birds, possibly 7 or so flew by and he ended up leaving my hand after they passed. We continued walking through the park and encountered a play structure. It's metallic in color and stood pretty tall. To reach the slide, one would have to climb the large steps, each around 75cm high and the steps are open, as in there is no metal facing your foot when you step on it. I thought it was interesting but continued walking and saw another play structure. Alas, at this point, my alarm started ringing and my vision went dark. I could feel myself waking up and eventually woke up.

      Thoughts: Interesting dreams for sure. Finally, got another lucid. Not the highest quality and I didn't get to accomplish any goals, but, I might have found my dreamsign. It seems that fear is my dreamsign, but, I need more dreams with it to make sure. The park was definitely interesting though. The atmosphere was just amazing, it reminded me of some of those pc games that I used to play, something like the first STALKER game atmosphere. I keep on forgetting to do some RCs, stabilize, increase lucidity, etc.... but that likely has to do with the level of lucidity which I had no control over. Definitely excited for more LDs now
    11. The bird spider

      by , 06-09-2010 at 10:22 PM (NinjaWookiee's DreamJournal - My tales of bullshit)
      03.28.2010
      The bird spider (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I sat at my desk and on the left of me there was another person.
      A big spider appeared and crawled over the desk. The back of it was white and there was a green line on it. I tried to catch it, but in all of a sudden there appeared another spider. Actually it wasn't a spider. It was a centimetre-tall red-yellow bird, but my dream-me and the other person acted like it was a spider.
      I tried to catch them both. I think the bird got killed by the other person.
      Tags: bird, spider
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Thumbelina

      by , 01-30-2008 at 02:37 AM
      Original dream dated around late January:

      I had a dream about a tiny girl the size of a thumb, a la Thumbelina, but the whole thing was done in the vein of a 1940s or 50s/60s cartoon. She had curly blonde hair, and all of the mice and other small animals helped her out. At one point, they set up a go-kart rink type thing with a soapy floor, and they drove around it on match-boxes tied to sponges. It looked really fun.

      Original dream dated early February:
      I had a dream that I was helping a biologist film a documentary on birds who could bend space. He was studying how the insides of their nests were much larger than the outsides (which were woven from grass and not much larger than a makeup case), and theorized that the inside existed, just somewhere else in space/time. It was really interesting watching the birds build.
    13. Old Dream: Drowning Parakeet

      by , 05-06-2003 at 04:10 AM
      April 30, 2003:
      More bad dreams last night. I really hate the vibes in this apartment, and this time Abby wasn't there to make me feel better. I mean, when you wake up from a nightmare, the first thing you want to do is hug something soft, particularly something that purrs when you hug it. I don't really remember what they were, only that I woke up worried. I'm not sure what I was worried about in particular, because I can't really remember the dreams. Something about corrupt cops, but I don't know if that was the focus of the dream or just a minor detail.

      June 5, 2003:
      First, I had this dream with a lot of fighting. And mud. And blood. Lots and lots of blood. When I woke up, I nearly puked. Thank God the details are blurry now.

      Then I had a dream about some dark, musty place... like a basement, or a dungeon, or something... there was a lot of broken boards and wood piled up in one corner... there may have been a tiny window, but I don't really remember. I was talking to some dark-haired guy... he had blue eyes. I think they were blue. They may have been green or lightish hazel. The lighting in there was too poor. I don't remember the conversation.

      And then, I had this dream that I lived in a house out in the middle of nowhere, or something. I was talking to an older man for a little bit... there were some old ladies dressed up really nicely, I think there was a party or something? Then mom was out on the back porch, she had a very brightly colored parakeet... but our backyard flooded, and the parakeet fell into the water... I rescued it, and somehow revived it with CPR. Then suddenly, all of the water was gone, and the yard was dry, only there was a HUMONGOUS bear coming into the yard, we were afraid it would try and get into the house, and then the dream ended.

      Then I started dozing off again, and as I was dozing off I dreamed that I was following 3 little cables, and when I found the source of one a voice said "Oh, dear..." and I woke up.
    14. Bird Cemetery

      by , 02-14-1982 at 08:10 PM
      Morning of February 14, 1982. Sunday.



      This is one of those “riding around in a car while relatives look for something” dreams, more common when I was much younger. I am with my brother-in-law Bob though at another point seem to be with someone else who is driving (possibly brother-in-law Mel and my sister Carol). I am in the back seat on the right side for the most part and my dream wavers between being alert and feeling a bit “off”.

      There is a strong focus on finding a “bird cemetery” that takes up exactly one city block, or so it seems. However, over time, I get a very eerie feeling that something is not quite right. Time does not seem to pass normally as if I am living within some sort of looped or repeating situation. It does not come to my awareness at all that there are no bird cemeteries as such, and such an idea does not even seem strange to me in-dream. In fact, I get the impression that most bird cemeteries are probably a little bigger than many human cemeteries. At one point, it seems we pass the same bird cemetery several times (even though we do not make any turns, it seems) but do not stop because, for some reason, it is not the right one (the one we apparently are actually going to stop and visit). I see more and more bird cemeteries that seem similar or are somehow the “same” one and begin to recognize that there are hardly any other landmarks or areas with normal buildings (so that perhaps the “same” one-block bird cemetery is to be seen for three blocks in a row, that is, three instances of it). My uncomfortable awareness that I am stuck in some sort of “loop” remains until I wake as well as some sort of other unnamed but eerie association I cannot quite put words to (though my dream is too emotionless otherwise to be nightmarish).

      This dream possibly came from (or was influenced by) the line “the mockingbird still singing o'er her grave”, as I get a vague impression that many of the birds are probably mockingbirds, shrikes, and starlings - this in turn possibly layered with the otherwise unrelated novel title “To Kill a Mockingbird”.

      Update (July 2, 2015): I should probably add in this online entry that when I was very young, I very much thought that the line “the mockingbird still singing o'er her grave” was about the ghost of a mockingbird singing over her own grave. This is probably important regarding this particular dream’s distortion, as it was also a song my father sang (and he died on the fourteenth of February in 1979).
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Hummingbird vs. Mockingbird

      by , 06-07-1981 at 08:46 PM
      Morning of June 7, 1981. Sunday.



      There is a great battle between a hummingbird and a mockingbird near a fence on the “edge of time” or near where nothing else exists, as if it means the fate of mankind. I hear a voice say “the hummingbird rivals the mockingbird”. It also appears in print like some sort of important adage.

      This dream combines a couple unusual associations related to the “song” of both birds. There is an old joke about the hummingbird “humming” - “because it doesn’t know the words” and a mockingbird “mocks” the songs of other birds, apparently.

      Additionally, there may be a play on “hummock” - a general geological term referring to a small knoll or mound above ground as a subtle link to a grave - or to human mortality.
    Page 6 of 7 FirstFirst ... 4 5 6 7 LastLast