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    1. A Near Mystere

      by , 12-07-2017 at 07:59 PM
      Night of December 6, 2017. Wednesday.



      Fading into semi-lucidity after typical hypnagogic lucidity, I go beyond a stream surrounded by rock faces into an open area. This shifts into an idea to manifest a perfect combination of sensuality and eeriness. I decide to integrate Zsuzsanna into the role of Mary Medina as in the Grimm Fairy Tales 2017 Halloween Special, but I mostly let it flow on its own without in-dream control (by way of spoken affirmations by my dream self as in some apex lucidity states). There is a sustained event with an incompetent makeup artist. Zsuzsanna ends up with only white face paint on her forehead. This scene seems to repeat after a reset.

      Although some of the setting looks somewhat like a sketchy version of New Orleans, some of the buildings appear as if they are cardboard facades about a block or two away. I ignore this feature and focus on intensifying the nature of my dream. Ghosts wander about, but there is not much eeriness or plot.

      The outcome is in a large dining room. About seven ghosts (in Victorian clothes) play Musical Chairs with six gold chairs with red velvet seats and backs. As they are ghosts, there can be no winners or losers as they just phase into and out of each other when trying to sit and stay on the chairs (and for example, two taking up the same space on the same chair). This scenario is so amusing, it pulls me out of the dream state with an almost audible laugh.


    2. Vague Dream Fragment about Cutting Pumpkins

      by , 11-26-2016 at 05:18 AM (Cinder's Dreams Gallery)
      I woke myself up in the middle of the night to do WBTB, but I have trouble recalling my previous dream. It had something to do with slicing a pumpkin, I think?
      Tags: halloween
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. #221. Soldier

      by , 09-18-2015 at 08:17 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm re-enacting the movie Soldier, where a ragtag bunch of crash survivors need to defend themselves from genetically engineered soldiers who've been ordered to eliminate them... with the help of a discarded genetically engineered soldier.

      A friend (who was in the military at one point) wanders in and asks why we're watching this movie, when it's a stupid movie.

      ---

      Last year for Halloween, I had black-painted branches decorating my walls. I had to throw them out when I moved, and I was kind of sad about that.

      In the dream, I find these discarded decorations in a pile when I'm out doing errands, but I know that they'll be a little bit unwieldy to carry on public transit. I pick them up, but they've turned into a combination of a floor joist and some kind of beam at least ten feet long.

      I'm in an alley, and I'm going through my wallet looking for my bus pass. A young man makes a quick grab for the wallet—and I stare him and his shifty-looking friend down. He hesitates for a moment, and says "I was going to ask if you needed help with that."

      I smile brightly and say, "Absolutely. You can pick up this beam and help me get it on the bus!"
    4. #204. House at the End of the Lane

      by , 08-24-2015 at 04:09 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      It's Halloween, and I want to check out a house that I haven't been to—a local social media personality is having a party there.

      The dream turns into an Alex Veras-style adventure, except that I'm an exorcist, so maybe more Felix Castor. I'm casting an exorcism. I try a traditional Christian exorcism but almost break down laughing, and switch to one using "spirit" as the anchor.

      Now we're on a road trip.

      ---

      I'm at W Park (the one with the swans) with my family. Someone asks to have the water gun pointed at them while they're on the diving board because they forgot to shower before going in the pool. The pool and diving boards are within the park instead of across the way.

      ---

      Fragment: phone call
    5. #197. Family Values

      by , 08-15-2015 at 03:45 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      Decorating the ceiling for Halloween, because the floor-to-ceiling decorations at the entrance aren't festive enough for this important holiday.

      Characters from the Addams Family. I'm a man who has apparently gotten engaged/married to Morticia, and my character's mother comes over to harass me occasionally over what a bad idea this is. (She bears no resemblance to my real mother and is more like Moira Queen in Arrow.) My character also has an (adult?) son, who resembles Pugsley. Wednesday is still Morticia's daughter. Grandmama likes me, though.

      I threaten to cut Pugsley and my mother out of the will if they don't leave me alone over this whole thing.

      My black cat is being bad in the dream (and was also being loud in real life) so in the dream, I temporarily put him in the entrance hall of the farmhouse we're now in and close the door with him in there. The other cat is not happy with this arrangement, as she's also in the entranceway, and she crawls into a passageway under the house so that I can't reach her.

      Adventure: 2/10
      Control: 2/10
      Fear: 1/10
    6. A street of haunted houses

      by , 01-26-2015 at 04:15 PM
      I was driving down this street where most of the houses were decorated up for Halloween, even though it wasn't the time for Halloween. It seemed like the house owners were in competition with one another trying to make the best looking haunted house. The decorations were really good, and some houses had facelifts even, where the wall itself was re-crafted into scary looking designs. You could tell a lot of work was put into getting these houses looking this way.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. #43 - my 4th lucid dream

      by , 10-31-2014 at 03:10 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Black: Non-dream
      Blue: Non-lucid
      Red: Lucid

      I decided the night before to relax and give lucid dreaming a break while I sorted out some stuff on my plate, I didn't want to overwhelm myself and kill my interest in lucid dreaming. Coincidentally I had my fourth lucid dream. I went to bed at about 2am, and I woke up 3ish hours later. I went toilet and had a drink of water from the tap, then went back to bed. As I was going back to sleep I decided I'd do some very short SSILD cycles, I did one cycle and then proceeded back to my usual day dreaming. Then 5 minutes later I did it again. I did this again another 5 minutes later, each time bringing myself back to an aware state of mind and not really with the intention of getting lucid. This probably is the reason why I got lucid.

      Dream 1 - Halloween
      I vaguely remember this dream, something about walking down the street, me and my friends go into a house and I decide I'd better go get some candy from the supermarket to give to kids that come for Halloween. I go outside and my friends are gone or something.

      Dream 2 - Graveyard Lucid Dream
      I was running around at night in a cemetery, being a rebel or something... The night passed by and I came back the following day, it's a nice and bright beautiful sunny day. I start free-running around the tombstones like Altair or something, jumping and climbing some huge grave pillars and stuff. I see a grave embedded in a wall of dirt about 2-3 metres tall, I run towards it planning on running up it and jumping on top of the ledge. I fail, and hang from the ledge lazily with one arm a few feet above the ground. I look at the tombstone in front of me now, it reads "102-312AD". This strikes as pretty weird. I let go of the ledge and land on the ground, I think to myself "Hmmm, is this a dream? Pffft.. It MUST be a dream, I'm in a friggin graveyard. But... is it?". I challenge myself to fly in order to test if it is a dream, and BOOM, I soar through the air like a pro, once again flying at the start of my lucid dream, like I've done in every single one I've ever had . I land on the ledge of a large 50m tall tomb. I had felt some strong tingling sensations from the wind as I was flying, I decide that it'd be a good idea to connect to the dream and stabilize as much as I can now that I'm lucid. I touch the wall of the tombstone, it's made from conglomerate rock. I notice the dream starts fading regardless of my attempts to stabilize, I start rubbing my hands together to stabilize, but the sensation is a bit dulled now. The dream fades away, but I can still feel the sensation of rubbing my hands together. I think to myself "I just need to open my eyes and see the dream world" but nope, I needed to lie still and do a DEILD if I wanted to regain the dream. Goofed. I screwed it up and lost the dream completely.

      I'm starting to understand how I should approach these situations a lot better now, after all it's only my 4th lucid, I'm not expecting myself to be an expert .
    8. 2/15/2014

      by , 02-27-2014 at 05:12 AM
      Dream
      Nightmare
      Notes

      It was bid change at work and I was ready to go work at the tower. I was talking to A. Rel in the staff cafeteria. The cafeteria had huge windows and almost looked like an airport food court. People started telling me that bid change was actually the next day.

      I was a contestant in some srt of puzzle game. I got put in a huge warehouse with many rooms were I had to solve puzzles. I had a pistol and a partner that could turn into my dog Ace. My partner started getting stupid so I beat him and a few other people. When I entered the next room, I had a menu that would tell me the objective and difficulty of the room. The difficulty was one star which meant 'Very Easy'. I had to look for stuff that didn't belong in the room. Suddenly, the difficulty stars started increasing then reseting and increasing again. Other stats were saying that my mental health and other attributes were being lost. I quickly ran into the next area, pulled the curtain to the side, and entered the room. It was Halloween themed and there were skulls and scarecrow-looking things with black dresses. I started panicking and feeling fear when I couldn't figure out what to do. I had my pistol out while I was running through the room.I woke up when my girlfriend moved in bed.
    9. Trick or Treat

      by , 11-21-2013 at 10:13 PM
      I don't remember the first dream I had, although I think it had something to do with my mother. I know I was talking in my sleep again, because I said something and heard/felt myself speak out loud (but still didn't realize it was a dream or wake up).

      I recall the second:
      I wanted to go Trick or Treating. My brother had gone Trick or Treating earlier in the evening, and he brought home a huge bag of candy, which he shared with me. I felt weird about doing it, though, since I'm 30, but I thought I could get away with it if I tried to look like a teenager. Unfortunately, it was almost 9 pm and all of the porch lights on the houses were off. There was some candy scattered on the ground outside some of the houses, so I picked that up. There were also tiny plastic spiders all over the place. This had something to do with my friend R, but I'm not sure what.

      Updated 11-21-2013 at 10:25 PM by 32101

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. The Little Kid and the Car Bomb

      by , 11-13-2013 at 07:58 PM
      11-13-2013 -- [Doing all the stuff that is supposed to lead to better dream recall, and things are only getting worse. Only one dream on the 11th, none on the 12th, and then only one, choppy and all over the place on the 13th. I just don't get my body. Oh well.] I think it is Halloween. I am at a house somewhere that I cannot specifically equate with any that I have ever lived in or recognize. I seem to be kind of visiting. The 'family' seems to be a blend of various people I know who, several do not know each other.

      I think I am trying to get close to V or LR, but they are all over the place. There seem to be trick-or-treaters around, though they are not wearing costumes. At some point I see a small boy (probably 4 or 5) outside with short-but-extremely-curly red hair, but he is just wandering around. There is a sort of a wall of junk, and another kid seems to be crawling around that, but there is something wrong with him, and he is piling up books around him. (That's not the part that is wrong.) One of the young women says they have had a vision or something of him planting a bomb, and we have to go out and check on it.

      We do find the bomb, which is this strange contraption that looks almost like a figure, sitting in a car about the right size to hold Barbies or action figures, with a small yellow teddy bear as a driver. They have asked me to take care of the bomb, and I am really nervous about it, and am afraid I am going to blow myself up or that the kid will see me, and trigger the bomb. So to avoid being seen by the kid too early, I have to do everything by mind power. I concentrate on the car, and it moves (kind of jerkily) about a foot, to where I have a better view of it, then I switch places of the bear and the device (for what reason, I don't know), and finally I launch the toy car through the air at high speed (think Turbo Boost on Knightrider) about 30 feet through the air and land it in a lake near the house, at which point it explodes, but is far enough away it does no harm.

      The little kid who caused this is having a melt-down, and is screaming and crying about how whatever evil that was controlling him is going to be so mad at him, and I gather him in my arms and hug him and comfort him, and tell him that we'll try to protect him, and things will be OK, and all the women in the house are like "Aaaaaawwwwwww," and begin to appreciate me more. We all move back into the house, and soon the mom of the family gets home, and it turns out to be CL. This is the first time I have dreamed of her, and she is rather beautiful.

      Seems I am staying the night here, and I end up sleeping in a bed for a bit, then get up and start to take a shower, but forget to completely shut or lock the bathroom door, and at one point the door opens, and I hope one of the ladies is going to end up joining me in the shower, but nobody does. Eventually we end up talking in the living room for a while, and CL ends up revealing she has just done a clown gig or something (though afaik she has never been a clown in real life). We're discussing this in the living room, and she pops to the kitchen to get something for a few moments, and somehow is on a strange sort of spring-like fold-up thing that extends far enough to reach the kitchen, but is almost at its maximum length at that point. I ask about it, and they explain it has something to do with measuring distance. Whatever.

      She is wearing a robe, and seemingly only a robe, and at one point it slips open a bit, and I catch a nice glimpse of a very nice boob that is about as wonderful as I imagined, though that is the extent of the nudity in the dream. Anyway, we are soon in the side yard, walking down a hill to a sort of picnic setting with lots of other relatives, talking about different kinds of food and things. [Nothing too interesting in the whole thing, except for the short bit with the bomb in the toy car.]
    11. Sliding scale of Supernatural morality

      by , 08-18-2013 at 11:25 PM
      I'm playing the role of Dean, and I'm tired of listening to the way the demon wearing our father's face is talking about Sammy. The Fallen, the man in the white suit - that's really the way you things see him, isn't it. That's not him. That was never him.

      Different time, same character, similar rant about morality and our role in the world. Except this time I seem to have worked myself around to the opposite point, that by trying to destroy monsters we've become monstrous ourselves, and I'm tired and bitter and when I'm done talking Cas says with this look of revelation, "damn, we are evil!" He's laughing, and I agree. "Yeah, Cas. You too." And I shoot him. That's been a long time coming. The guy we'd been hunting down escaped during this, but he's arrested by the cops outside. Julia's tied to the chair where he left her, and I look at her and wonder if we can still separate her from the evil thing possessing her - I think of it as a part of her.

      Earlier dreams and fragments: attempting to get to a Halloween event and running into one problem after another, with a few IRL people and places appearing; and a protest or strike at a memorial service.
    12. Very brief lucid

      by , 08-17-2013 at 09:01 PM
      I'm playing the role of a blonde woman with some kind of investigative background, now working with some kind of crime boss. People keep describing this as "a deal with the devil," me as "the devil's instrument," and so on, though I think of him as basically a decent guy. I meet up with him in a storeroom full of stolen goods waiting to be sold - small scale, everyday objects - and he tells me he doesn't mind if folks think of him as the Devil, it works out to his advantage, because after all, this way, "I am not real." I'm aware there's a double meaning there, it's a metaphor meaning I'm the person who deals with the world directly while he gets to stay in the background, like a ghost, never to be caught; but it's also a reminder that none of this scene is real. Since it's not real, I decide to stop wasting my time here and wake up.

      Earlier fragments: following a truck transporting exotic animals; working on a farm picking berries, and getting annoyed at a coworker's spiel on northerner-vs-southerner work ethics; googling for references to Janette DuCharme, under that alias specifically; browsing a Halloween forum.
    13. Wasted Lucids, amusement rides (Nov 1)

      by , 11-03-2012 at 05:19 PM (Realm of Insanity)
      Dream 1- I am laying down on a bed and it is dimly lit with just a single lamp on the right side. While laying on this bed I become lucid. I don't get up off the bed but I sit up. I then say that I want a man with a gun to come attack me and the door that I'm facing opens up and a man pokes his head in. I reach into my pocket expecting to feel a gun but it's empty. I panic and wake myself up.

      Dream 2- I am in an amusement park and I am trying to get on this red train but it's unstable and I keep flipping off and when I almost make it on the person driving it starts moving and I start to trip. When I finally do get on the train I become lucid and the first thing I do is wake myself up. For what reason I don't know.

      Dream 3- I'm in an amusement park on a spooky ride which goes slow but it's supposed to be scary. If I look behind us there's is someone on a wagon cart trying to catch up to us which I beleive to have been snoopy.

      The first time I have ever been lucid twice in one night (besides my first Deild) and all I did was waste it for whatever reason.

      Updated 11-03-2012 at 05:21 PM by 50683

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    14. Costume Hat and The English Language

      by , 10-27-2012 at 07:54 AM
      12/01/11
      8:00am

      I was in a small group of people and everyone was impressed with a man in the group who had recently learned and completely mastered the English language. (This is something that anyone who has read my journal knows that I have completely failed to do. And English is my only language.)

      12/09/11
      8:00am

      Someone said they liked my big bad wolf hat that I made for Halloween.
    15. Task of the month attempt - werewolf (failed)

      by , 10-12-2012 at 08:03 AM (Taffy's Sweet Dreams)
      I was with my brothers and my little brother's friend. We were out trick or treating (not in costumes, mostly for the lolz, it seemed). The first house we hit gave us a lot of candy, enough so that we could have stopped there. I wondered if we were in a rich part of town. There was a table with a bunch of stuff on it, including candy with pictures of Miku on the wrapper. After a while, we arrived at nonna's house. My cousin was there, and he was telling me about a game called "Hebrew." I somehow got lucid (can't remember how), and remembered the task of the month, turning into a werewolf. However, I didn't remember that I needed to be bitten for it to count. I threw my arms back, trying to feel power, then thrust my left arm forward, willing my fingers to turn into claws. Didn't work. I felt some warping, but not much, and they snapped right back to regular hands. I tried again, this time focusing on the whole body rather than a part. Still no luck. That time I felt like I got a few inches taller, but again I snapped back to my original human form. I gave up, and lost lucidity shortly after. I went into the kitchen where my little brother was sitting. He had a blue box. My other brother gave it to him, it was a container of Japanese cheese, he said. There was another blue box, addressed to both him and me, but I didn't open it.
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