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Jan 10, 2013

Dream:

It's in the middle of the night, I'm standing in the kitchin and it's dark outside while the light is on inside so I can pretty much just see the reflection of myself when I look out the window. I think I'm on my way to the bathroom or going to grab some food from the fridge (I've walked this exact route so many times I can actually walk it with closed eyes, tried and tested).
As I'm walking I get this feeling, like someone is watching me, so I look out the windows and I see a dark silhuet standing just outside, but I can't see it properly so I switch off the lights and look out the window again. As I look into two tiny black demon like eyes my heart starts beating faster and I'm having a hard time breathing. I'm struck by a loud high pitched noice. It's so loud that I'm deafened by it and I'm literally paralyzed for what feels like an eternity but in reality was more like seconds. My eyes are locked with the eyes of this creature. It feels like I'm getting drawn into the bottomless void that is it's eyes and I'm filled with stress and anxiety. It's as if I'm about to burst.
But then with a snap of the fingers I'm freed from it's grasp as it turns away from me and start walking. My angst is instantly relieved to some extent and I can move again though with great effort as my body is still weary and I have to lean against the kitchen table to remain on my feet.
The entety has seems to have grown smaller only about a few feet high and it seems confused or panicy like it is just as afraid of me as I am of it. It doesn't move in a straight line and it moves weird. It seems as if it can't bend his legs and it's arms are stiff down the sides. The way it moves actually resemble the way a penguin would move. A vicious demon penguin of evil anyway.
It's dressed like Chapin so i guess 'it' must be a 'he' and his head is completely unproportionate. It's huge compared to the body. The head alone makes it for atleast one third of his height. His face looks as if it where painted on, he looks very old with long wrinkles like the rings on a tree stub. He has a blank expression on his face and pale skin.
I'm still having trouble breathing properly, the pitched noice is still there and my hearth is still pulsing through the roof.
I'm trying to yell out to this demonic midget or whatever it is, but I can't. I'm yelling so hard that my chest is getting sore but no sound escapes my mouth. My efforts are brought to a halt as the noice increases in volume, louder than ever. My hearth is pounding away faster and faster for every second and I seem to lack the ability to breath. My legs are tremblind beneath me and i seem to be on the verge of a collapse as the creature turns around slowly. I stare helplessly at it as I'm paralyzed once more. At the moment where our eyes are locked the noice, my breathing, my hearth, everything just explodes everything becomes a dark blur as I in my bed.


Notes:

As I woke up I was breathing really fast and my pulse was definelty faster than usual. Though I realized pretty much instantly that it had just been a dream so i closed my eyes quickly and relazed all my muscles to try and recollect the dream. I seemed to remember some fragments of an earlier dream that night aswell. Namely it seemed like Charles 'the Demon Midget' Chaplin had been haunting me in an earlier dream aswell. All I could see though was a flashing image of 'Chaplin' on a brighter background. Could have been my imagination i guess.

I haven't had a nightmare since i was a kid, and much less have I actually woke up from one. (as far as i can remember)
I used to have nightmares somewhat often and i was scared of the dark and everything. I can't honeslty say that I don't feel weird about darkness anymore though I'm easely supressing any weird feelings with logic. I have often experienced my fantasy making me imagine there would be someone watching me at exactly the spot Chaplin 'the Demon Midget' was standing at (just about a yard from the kitchen window). But again I've had no problems brushing it off as mere fantasy.

I have never had very good dream recall as far as I can remember, but then again i don't remember much from when i was a kid. I never remember more than maybe 1 dream each month.

That is why I was and am focusing on gaining a good dream recall before trying seriously for lucidity.

This dream occured after about 2 hours of sleep on the very first night that i attempted to do anything about my dreams.
I had been researching a lot on lucid dreaming and I was very intent to at the very least recall a dream that night. I also tried to perform a WILD, knowing I would probably fail. And sure i did fail but I had some very interesting hypnogogia before i fell asleep. Furthermore i had set my phones alarm to 4:30 am to attempt the WBTB tecknique.

I suppose it the sum of all this preperation and my state of mind that caused me to have this extremely vivid dream.
By far the most vivid dream I remember. The fact that I hardly ever recall my dreams (even when I do recall dreams they are more like fragments and certainly not very vivid) and the fact that it caused me to wake up (a thing no dream has done to me for several years) all made me truly believe that lucidity is very much possible for me.

This made me sign up here on dreamviews, cause now I'm officially working towards my first lucid dream!

ps. I've uploaded a web cam photo of the drawning I made of Chaplin. ( keep in mind it was drawn at about 1:30 am )

pps. Sorry if there are any spelling or grammar errors. The text is too long for me to look through at the moment. Maybe I'll revisit it later to correct errors.

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Last night was my first try at the WILD method and all I can remember from my dream is that I told my mums boyfriend that I was going to get a Xbox off eBay.

Roight, so my first night of attempted dream recall. After attempting to WILD as per KingYoshi's guide, and failing abysmally, i decided to go to sleep. What I remember of this dream (it may even have been multiple seperate dreams) is fractured at best, but here it is.

I wake up to find everything more or less as normal, wander around for a bit, and went to check on the dog, who was in my father's bedroom (he had already gone to work). I find the dog asleep, and suddenly the phone begins ringing. I ignored it, and looked at the computer screen, which seemed to show a CCTV cam of a beach. I seemed to know it was in my home town, despite the fact that it doesn't look remotely familiar. I walk out the door and find myself on the same beach, with no memory of how i got there.
I look around. The beach is wide, and curves round sharply, so there is sea in 3 directions around me. about 10 or 15 metres out, there is a very large crane-like structure protruding from the water- it put me in mind of some kind of giant oil-rig. I climbed the ladder, expecting to see someone at the top. When i get up there my mobile phone rings. I answer it, and speak to my father, who asks me what i'm doing up there. He tells me he is at work, and then hangs up.
I go down the ladder again, and see a group of 3 or 4 killer whales in the distance, one of which comes very close to the shore. Up close, i see it's completely black, and looks more like a cross between a killer and sperm-whale. it then drifts onto the beach, and starts sliding along the ground like a snail. I start walking away from it, and it speeds up.
Suddenly i find myself in my local cornershop, except that the interior has been rearranged. I buy a bag of shopping, the contents of which i can't recall, and walked out, except when i got out the door, everything in the bag was gone. I walked back in and asked the shopkeeper if she'd seen it, and she said it was still in the bag. I look, and find it still there. When i leave, however, it disappears again.
I then appear to be in some underground place, which i thought was an aquarium, for no logical reason. A group of us were following the tour guide, who was talking about the revolutionary new A.I system they had in charge of the building now. As we walk, laser beams go across the corridor; these look like very narrow Hardlight Beams, if you've ever played Portal 2 you'll know what i mean by that.
The tour guide clapped his hands once, and 5 people came out of a side room. These were dressed as the 3 musketeers. They continued down the corridor, dodging the lasers with mission-impossible music (but played on a Bass guitar, by the sound of it) playing in the background.
==Dream Ends==

I did not manage to attain lucidity, but I remember more than I usually would in a dream. I've also come to the conclusion that my mind is, well. A bit weird. Agree?

I am proud of myself to remember my first dream(s?) after months. I used a mantra (dunno which, but it was good ) so here I give it a try to write a dream journal. I reconstruct this from the notes I took a few minutes after waking up this morning. That was 20 minutes ago.

I think I can recall 2-3 dreams, dunno if the one was a seperated thing. I will start off with the most recent:

I am standing in a doorway, an entrance to some kind of bar. There is a bar table (of course) made out of wood and there are 5 people inside. I do not remember much of them, but I knew they were kinda evil. There are other people around me, I don't know how many for sure, but one of them is cleary some kind of ally. We cover at the sides of the door frame and every few seconds he glimpses into the room and shoots one of the people inside. At some point there are only two people left: one man, not too young, maybe around 60, with a half-bald head. He takes a silver metal suitcase and leaves through a door at the back. I couldn't see the other person before because she was hiding behind the bar table: she stands up and I have only a split of a second to see it's Ariadne from Inception, then my alarm clock goes off.

Shortly after I remembered this (kinda short) dream, I realized that there were some other dream before that I could partially recall. I don't know if it was a single one, and it's memory is a bit diffuse, hence I am not sure of everything I write down. Some parts are only guesses.

I am somewhere in the mountains with people from school, skiing. Everything is white. I know it was not my class I was there with, but teachers I had in the past and a few people I got to know during my school years. I know we had a discussion about classes, and how reliable (?) the people in different parallel classes were. I remember some

Then suddenly I was in school, in my classroom, with my classmates. It was the birthday of the guy sitting next to me (M.) and some girls had baken cake and cookies. There were some 3 or 4 food cases with these cakes and cookies in it, and they tried to open them. One girl (K.) was not smart enough and while trying to open her box she dropped it and all cookies fell to ground. The whole class was disappointed and they started to clean up. At this point I had a "deja vu" (in my dream), maybe because I had already dreamt of this during the night (which I cannot really remember, but it might have happenend, its not that unlikely) or because I once spilled my own cookies on my own birthday

That is all I remember but I am very happy that I got it this far, and now the real practicing starts It's saturday and I have some more hours to sleep (6:30pm here) so I go back to bed

28.12.2010

First dream recall. (Non-lucid)


I am waiting in some kind of bench (thinking about it they kind of looked like the benches at a train station). I´m with J, a friend of mine and we want to buy a package of magic the gathering cards (my subconscious is too cool to use symbols or be bothered by copyrights) I remember there being an unknown girl who had beaten us at magic even though she only had [blank]. I also remember seeing two land cards, an island and a forest in foil in very high detail. Which probably should have alerted me that it was a dream since i hadnt bought the package. I remember it being priced like 32 euros or something, expensive.
We finaly tried to exit the place through a very labytinthic route that sort of resembled an airport. The impression of an airport is enhanced by the fact that i suddenly see N´s class behind us (he is a friend a year younger than me, the only time i´ve been with his class has been during trips abroad with my highschool, in university now, hence the airport). After that i´ve got to help a girl across a railing but i´ve sort of got to help her swim, not very clear on that. The dream ends there.

Notes: First dream ever recorded on a dream journal. Good level of recolection. I´m actually spanish (sorry for any gramatical errors) but the dream was in english so it seemed fitting to write it this way. Haven´t played magic in years, but thinking about it the last time i looked at them was during a trip abroad this summer with some friends where i saw i package i was tempted to buy but didn´t in a game shop so it kind of makes sense.
0 level of lucidity but i´m just beggining so it´s to be expected.

Dreamsigns:(new at this) Well it wasnt a very unrealistic dream. I guess the strangest things were seeing those two cards without buying the package and the bit at the end where for some reason i had to help the girl swim)

ps:I´d appreciate if someone could tell me if i´m doing this dream recording thing right.