2022 May 31st Dream (DFLN): I'm in Netherstorm, in Outland. It is an entirely dream-generated version of it but thematically consistent. I think about how it looks different with "the revamp" and I see people talk about it on a chat too. I go down a long path on a floating island with a downwards tilt, which seems to get steeper. The path curves around and goes into a cavernous area. There's an artificial pit that goes deep into the void and there's a presence here, who speaks. The structure in the pit here is very much like something right out of Icecrown Citadel, just sort of inverse. There's an ominous feel, though I do not feel worried myself. I think we discuss something about the world. Eventually, I leave, back up the same path. Then, I wake up as a white woman, in a bed in a room that's somewhat exposed to the outside. Some kind of global event has taken place that froze the vast majority of people in the world, who then, like me, wake up seven years later. I find out by talking to someone I think that all of us who had this happen, have become undead. More is explained to me (but I lost recall of it) and there's something about a king Henry. At several points, I question this a little, because I can't really tell that we are undead at all. And eventually my body is different/changes again. (but I don't realise while dreaming) Eventually, wandering the streets of this city, I come upon a group of people. They're beyond a wall slightly shorter than I am tall, but the wall also isn't that short (dream weirdness); the group of people is chanting as a group and they all look like cultist hobos. I pass through the wall like a ghost and they are surprised, and then I start shaking a pepper grinder ritualistically and they become very frightful of me and what I'm doing. I walk slowly towards them, and I comment out loud, almost laughing, "this is superstitious non-sense!" and they eventually run away in complete fear. Just nearby in this small street, which could be Japanese for how tight it is and some of the styling/layout, I meet Patrick Stewart by the entrance to a house. Patrick seems annoyed by what I did, but is apparently not holding it against me. We talk about something. I get the impression that he is not undead like me. Notes: - Writing this nearly a month later, the visuals are still pretty good, fairly memorable dream. - I made a sketch of the ICC pit shortly after having had this dream. - The undeath seemed to be like that which happens in the Souls universe.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Waiting for my mom outside some empty store. Seems like a bankrupted travel agency. Inside it, there is a couple behind a computer working on something. There's some supports with some advertising outside. I grab a leaflet and I kinda break the support and then I struggle to fix it. Meanwhile the couple inside noticed it and is looking at me with blaming eyes, but they don't say a word. I say I am sorry and stop trying to fix it. Then the guy gets up and walks towards me to say it's ok. Embarassed, I go meet my mom who is next door with some old coworkers, instead of waiting here. They are debating that they want her to lead them into a strike and legal fight as she did decades earlier sucessfully. She declines several timas but they persist. I am feeling disturbed and want to leave. I am bored to death and my stims are about to explode. But she says she can't and aks me to wait outside the room they're at. I look around the building and besides this room, everything else looks basically like a damp basement with endless corridors like the backrooms. I go explore a bit and at some point it gets really dark and the corridor is very narrow. In the dark I encounter "the smiley" entity. I punch its face and it is made of metal. I grab it and throw it against the wall, over and over until it is crunched and unable to harm me. Then I walk back to a more illuminated area but I am chased by two other entities. They look like crash test dummies and they are made of hard rubber. I punch them too, but to no effect. I am about to be subdued by them and see a third coming over, when I finally manage to escape to the main corridor I came from originally. I find another strange moldy and smelly room with people living in sub-human conditions. They lie on wooden bunkbeds like the ones on nazi concentration camps. They are dirty and scared as if prisoners of the entities that control the corridors. Some kids ask me for my help changing a babie's diaper. I agree. But the baby isn't humam, seems more like an entity itself, a living doll. Doesn't seem harmful though, so I help taking care of it.
This a weird one. I met someone from a previous dream last night. She was sitting in her apartment, which I have no memory of entering, and did not appear in the least bit surprised to see me. She told me that it's very rare for us to meet, as dreams take place in many worlds - so many that we were unlikely the exact same people who met in the previous dream despite the both of us having memories of interacting with each other. With this in mind she simply wanted to enjoy the pleasure of my company while she could, which we did: we talked and played and looked out of her window and generally just enjoyed being with each other for an indeterminate length of time. When time came for me to leave, I requested that we exchange details so that we might find each other later, which she agreed to despite acknowledging the futility of doing so. I can't remember her name. It's difficult to describe this experience except that it felt like I was a non-lucid part of someone else's lucid dream , her lucid dream specifically. I was in my standard non-lucid haze, but she seemed entirely more in focus and more real. After leaving her apartment, I found myself in what I'm going to call the Nexus: a long corridor of doors, somehow with the implicit understanding that each door lead to other dreams. If I were lucid I would have taken full advantage of the possibilities as I've been attempting to replicate a similar effect in what little lucid dreams I've actually had, but as the situation was, I just went directly for a door that felt vaguely familiar. What was inside was a tortured, mutated, horrifying version of someone else I'd met. So I closed the door, and sometime later I woke up.
I woke up in the bed of my old house out of breath. I look to the corner but couldn't see anything but knew a bad entity was there. I try to get up and run to the next room but a giant force is pushing me down. I crawl to the door way and try to make it to my mother's room. I make it to the door way and I can't breath because of this force. I crawl to the bed and try to wake her up but she isn't responding. She just roles over away from me ignoring me. So I get up and walk back to my room and lie down in my bed to die. Lying there in pain, dying and my consciousness is fading out to black. Then an old man's face flashes before my eyes. ************************ After seeing the old man's face I woke up springing foreword in bed and out of breath. I feel terrified and always seem to feel surprised that I'm in my current house and not my past house. I have has this dream numerous times and do not recognize the old man.
LONG, LONG LUCID DREAM It was 4 am in the morning and the dream began in the same way my last lucid dreams have started I have the feeling that I'm being dragged back from ny head and then I feel that the bed rotates clockwise. Suddenly (without any respect for my person ) I am thrown to the ground. Lying on the floor I begin fighting an entity that tries to keep me from moving. I do not see it but I can feel it. . All I can do is try to bite it. I choose to keep quiet and then the entity fades. Then I get up and head for the door of the room . This time I choose to go out using the back of the house and into a lake. Since I know I'm dreaming I jump into the water. I can walk on the water without sinking and I can hear the sound of water and feel it on my feet. I leave the lake and notice that it is dark and it strikes me that if I use a flashlight I could see better. . The flashlight works effectively. I can see quite far from the lake. The dream continues for a long time, I go to the neighbors but the people inside are alien. Finally decided to finish the dream and wake up. It lasted 20 minutes more or less.
2:14 a.m. Listened to subliminal audio hours before bed. LaBerge #6 doesn't seem to help with LD. Dream: Some sort of military base. Entrance. Others. Some don't care. An ice floe. A small entity. Calling out for another entity. Mi? Mic? A small female entity went out. She knows me or the other character. She jumped happily seeing me. She knows me. white blond hair. Lithe.
This morning I activated my sight during an OBE and saw my first entity. I had like one and a half obes today. It goes like this: I wake up with my hand on my face. It is covering my right eye and some of my left. I move my hand but the “hand” on my face doesn’t move. I move my hand some more and realize whatever that is on my face and blocking my vision (which was very hazy) was not my hand. I look with my left eye at my hand. It’s transparent. I figure I am my astral self. I look at my hand some more and move it until I am back to my physical body. I then induce another obe. Right before I reach the waves of vibrations, I hear a single voice of a man. He sounds very nice. I can understand him word for word and listen to him. He speaks as if from an audio book. As I am going through vibrations, he talks about obes. He speaks about it in great detail. He then starts giving me tips as I feel myself float up. I did not intend to leave the room. Instead I wanted to gain my astral sight. So once I was out of body, I dropped back down to bed level so I could attempt opening my eyes. As I floated down the voice told I was going to encounter something. He told me not to fear and that nothing could hurt me. He said, and I quote, to “do something silly”. Once level to the bed I open my eyes. Again I see the thing I thought was my hand. Whatever it was, it blocked most of my vision. What I could see was very hazy. I took my hands and tried to pull the thing off. It was like one huge eyelid. It was very hard to pry open and it would only stay open as long as I held it. When I let go it would cover my right eye and some of my left. After pulling at that for a few seconds. I saw the being the voice told me I would meet. It stood several feet from the bed and was about my height. It was pink. It was a pink humanoid blob. I was like whoa! Instead of projecting love or whatever like they tell you to, I made my hand into a gun. Not an actual gun but a imaginative gun with my fingers. I pointed my fingers at the pink thing and started to shoot at it. It returned the action by pointing its own arms at me and began shooting. We had are own little pretend shoot-out. Once I saw the pink blob bring up its arm I thought at it “haha good luck with that”
I was in a classroom. We were watching a professor flipping a paper that shows examples and drawings. I think he was wearing glasses and looks Caucasian. One picture he presented is the "future," he said. I was surprised to hear this. It was a dystopia. There are jumbled buildings, and there's a huge entity trapped in a web connected to buildings. It looks like a complicated symbol, struggling to escape. Then he "moved" his consciousness to a huge robot, and "channeled" his energy to two smaller ones on top of a building. We were hiding, but not sure from what. I seems it wasn't from the robot, but from other humans. It's dark. Night. We ran to a building. One of us (me?) checked with a network through a device to see if there are other people nearby. "It" said there are a few in some housings nearby. One of us wanted to check them out, to see if they are peaceful. The rest just wanted to hide. We were inside the building. It was a concert. It looked like the La Salle Bacolod coliseum. Some are performing on stage. I was also supposed to perform on stage. An Asian-looking manager told me to say/wear/do something, and I told him don't worry. But when it was my turn, the music died, and I held on an imaginary microphone. I looked at the huge screen behind me, and it shows some Asian guy singing. Do I look like him, or was I just supposed to lip-sync? I was near the beach, with some people. I walked away from the buildings and people, and went toward the beach. I sat down, and a few others joined me. One guy in particular told me I can stay with them. I thanked him. They left.
So last night, after watching copious amounts of the anime "Bleach" and doing some work for a cilent, I decided to unwind with a hot shower. I really planned out things carefully. A scented candle, a stool to sit and relax on after doing the mundane task of cleaning up >_>. I was really at a happy place by the time I decided I'd pruned up enough. I told myself "today is the day for a Lucid Dream or OOBE" if ever there was one because I seldom feel this relaxed. Went to my bedroom, got dressed and curled up in bed. I started to remind myself that I have to wake up around 4am for this to work right and that the next scenes I would encounter would be dreams. I tried to visualize a door into Hogwarts (a frequent dream sign of mine) and pull on it while all the hypnagogic imagery began, but I was really too tired and I drifted off to la la land. I can't recall that dream session. The next thing I remember was waking up at 4:30am. I did reality checks before getting out of bed, and then got up to visit the washroom. I returned and decided I'd go onto Facebook with my phone and reply to my e-mail. I told a friend that I programmed my mind to wake up at a specific time and it didn't turn out too shabby. That alone gave me some courage that I was doing things right and my state of mind was good for this work. I told him I was going to attempt gaining lucidity and then shut off the phone and lay on my back... I started doing the WILD induction and I started to feel some symptoms of paralysis but nothing too pronounced. I got some Hypnagogic Imagery which I tried to "step into" but they kept dissolving. I kept in a very positive frame of mind reminding myself that even if this didn't work, I'd get to enjoy some more pleasurable hours of sleep. So, after approx. 10 minutes, I turned over on my side. I tried repeating the steps again on my side but I felt too uncentered. I then turn over again now with my face to the pillow and tried it this time... IMMEDIATE change! Everything felt much stronger and for the first time I experienced those ridiculously violent vibrations. I felt like someone took a jackhammer to my bed and I was surprised I didn't spaz out because I was very much concious at this point, but I kept still and rode it out. The next thing I knew, my perspective was flipped. I felt like I was on my back clutching the sheets of the bed with my hands frantically. I calmed down and imagined floating. I heard a female voice almost like a flight attendant telling me to concentrate on the next scene. The next scene was very random... A display in a pharmacy window! I was focusing on some product in a glass bottle with blue and white label. It kept coming in and out of focus, but eventually I got it in focus. Then, I found myself zooming in on the world in a very "Google Maps" fashion and found myself in my house. It seemed very dark and murky. I am in fact near-sighted, so I assumed at first that I'd woken up and and gone into the kitchen. I headed for a cupboard to mix myself some milk (a thought I had toyed with before bed, but decided it was best I go to bed with my stomach empty). At that point I realized something was wrong. This could not be reality because we're re-modelling the kitchen and those cupboards were destroyed. I immediately got into somewhat of a panic. Was I lucid? Was I outside of my body? For some reason or the other I headed into the breakfast room (which has an exit there) and came across the figure of Urahara Kisuke (an anime character from the show I've been polluting my mind with recently). He seemed to emanate a calm to me and I settled down. I remember distinctly that he was wearing his black cloak ( In this newly calm state of mind, I decided to visit my bedroom to make a reality check of this again. Things were so murky and strange, but I immediately slipped from the kitchen to my bedroom with that thought. I found myself in my bedroom standing by the doorway (The door in reality was closed). I could barely see in the room, so I decided to flip the switch. That didn't work. So I put out a command: "Give me clarity.", and the room began to glow with a very moonlit atmosphere. I saw my body there laying on the bed as I'd been, and saw my mother, wrapped in a white garment come into the room and lay down next to me saying something I could not make out. At that point I woke up and quickly checked to see whether I was awake. Hand check...clear. Nose check...clear. I flipped on my back and looked around for my mother. She wasn't there and the door was still closed. I was in SHEER euphoria at the experience now. Don't think I've been that excited in years. I updated my friend via Facebook on what I'd achieved and put the details of the dream/OOBE so I would have a reference with which to write this dream diary entry. I went back to sleep with a smile on my face. It was 6am.
I remember just a frag, an entity showing an image, saying the human race must become: Upon waking, I realized the image is a mass of unborn tadpoles floating in outer space. Jesus said, "You must become a child in order to enter the Kingdom of Heaven." Eggs are symbolic of rebirth. Tadpoles are symbolic of potential for change, or inevitable change. Umborn creatures are symbolic of pure innocence. Also all the eggs, all the bubbles are connected.
I was in bed. I was thinking about my dreaming goals. I wanted to find out where I had left the dark energy entity I had pulled out of S, it had escaped me and taken over MoSh, I took it out of MoSh and someone took it from me when I was being unable to control it again. My being in bed and thinking about dreams is getting to be a common occurrence. I rolled over and wondered if I might be dreaming. I sat up in bed and pinched my nose, doing a nose pinch RC. I could breathe just fine. I was definitely dreaming. I got out of bed, fully lucid. I wondered how I could find out about what had happened. Well, I have gone to dream view some of MoSh's dreams, so I could do the same thing here. I could go to view my own dream. I left the room and went into the next room. I thought I could travel through time or I could use the idea of watching the dream on a computer. My laptop. I went to it, it was sitting on my couch, and I opened it up. The computer came to life. There was software already running. It looked like a usual browser, but there was a menu up on the screen. A very interesting looking web site. There were titles on the screen, that looked like the titles of dreams I have had. One of them was labeled "06/05/10 Demons Within." I clicked on that one. Instead of opening up a text window, however, it opened up a video screen. I clicked on the play button and suddenly I was in the middle of a 3D holographic representation of the dream. It looked like I was there, but this time viewing it from 3rd person instead of my usual first person position. I was in the dream and I watched it as it progressed. I watched MoSh and myself go into S's inner world where we did healing spells on her. I watched myself drawing dark energy out of S, and this time I saw when the actual entity came out of S and went into me. I saw myself visibly having problems controlling the dark energy and entity I had just absorbed, and then I saw the thing pull out of me. I saw the thing go over to MoSh, and I saw myself turn towards MoSh and then realize I had not contained the dark energy, instead it had escaped. Ok… that was the first part… MoSh disappeared, then the dream changed. The hologram flickered off and then back on. Large words on the screen. It said that "06/05/10 MoSh's Demon" was the next dream to play back. The hologram surrounded me again. I was now in the abandoned city where I found MoSh. MoSh was there, and he was beating up a Templar. He broke that Templar's neck. He went down a side alley. Another Templar approached MoSh. He tried to say something, but MoSh didn't give him a chance to. MoSh immediately started beating the shit out of the Templar. He grabbed a pipe and continued beating the Templar. I saw myself show up. MoSh ran the pipe through the Templar's back and was glaring at the me in the dream. MoSh looked like he was resisting something, he told the other me to get away, then I saw myself tell MoSh I was sorry I had let that thing into him and I would help him. I saw myself draw the dark energy out of MoSh. I again saw as the other me drew the dark entity into myself. I was once again having problems controlling that, but I immediately opened a portal and left. I saw myself appear in a forest. I didn't know any more about where I was. The forest itself was non-descript. There was a man there with me. I looked at him closely. It was definitely not Walms. The man came over near me and waited a bit, watching me struggle with the entity inside me. I recognized him. It was L. He changed form into Walms, and then started talking to me. He was telling me to let go of the entity, to let it go and he would take care of it. He was saying I had just tried to absorb too much too fast, but it was safe to let it go now. I saw myself let go of the entity… it came out of me. Now L was not paying much attention to me. He was talking to the spectral entity. He asked what the fuck had just happened. I saw myself disappear, but the holo-movie continued. L was mad at the entity. He said he had given her a simple task of getting into MoSh, hitching a ride back to MoSh's inner world, and bring Asuka back to him where she belongs. The entity was not pleased, either. She was getting mad at L , saying no one had said anything about a stupid bitch trying to actually absorb her… and after having too much energy drained, MoSh had resisted taking her back to her inner world… so it was L's fault. If he wanted to fuck around with dark energy, she would give him something to fuck around with. The entity attacked L, was apparently that pissed, blasted right through L before exiting the other side of him and disappearing through a black portal. L looked pretty drained by that encounter… and he disappeared, apparently waking up. So now the dream was over, and the holo-recording ended. I was in front of my laptop again. I looked at the screen where it was back to the menu. Apparently I had given the entity back to L, but she wasn't in the mood to cooperate with L any longer. At least L hadn't gotten her back to try his dirty plan again… I was looking at the computer to see what other dreams I could examine when everything faded and I woke.
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