LD 120 - Gliding and Flying Again After struggling to fall asleep again, I sink into my thoughts about my sister keeping a vlog on youtube, which happened in a previous dream. While thinking about commenting on the videos and stuff, a dream has formed around me. I’m gliding on the floor of an empty apartment and spinning too. I’m in a resting position like in waking life, but just spinning and gliding. Suddenly I’m outside on a sunny day, gliding on a street through a city. My thoughts rationalize slowly that I must be dreaming. I continue to glide down the street until a store stops me. I don’t want to go inside again, I remember struggling to get outside in previous lucids. I stand up and start flying over the city. I cross over a small river and notice there’s a dark spot covering half of my vision. It’s my waking life hand that’s resting on my face. I try to ignore it and make it go away, but I focus on it too much and wake up.
Morning of June 10, 2018. Sunday. This dream utilizes a very unusual level of integrated non-lucid dream control where I am aware of the nature of the autosymbolism as relevant to vestibular system correlation. This term even occurs to me in my dream. It is seemingly a deliberate dream experiment that results in a new experience with vestibular system correlation. Still, I do not consider how illogical it is. Zsuzsanna seems to be ahead of me as we travel over a very narrow mountain road. Originally, it seems we were in a car, though that changes. As I slide over the road in darkness in the middle segment of my dream, my sense of touch is amplified as I feel myself move along on my stomach on the road, yet with no sense of friction. It is a very curious perception and heightened tangibility, though probably includes association with the liminal knowledge that vehicles in dreams typically represent an autosymbolic extension of the physical body. The thickness of the road only seems about an inch, but is very high in the mountains. There is a very deep valley far below, yet I do not consider that I might fall even as I reach each curve. I maneuver very well. I have no trouble holding onto each edge of the road on each side of me as I move along through the mountain range, with no contemplation of how the road is staying up. Although it seems like a great challenge, my path is effortless, and I comment to Zsuzsanna about the road’s dynamics. There is a point where I am aware I am dreaming in the last segment as well as realizing it had been non-lucid dream control and deliberate experimentation with the dream state. There is even a supposed section that needs to be linked to the previous section. It involves looking at the foot of our bed and seeing a white cloth object that is somewhat like an oversized pom pom, which is supposed to be autosymbolism for the end of the road trip, the road ending near the head of our bed, but of a somewhat abstract change. Having a greatly enhanced sense of touch and movement in some dream sequences that have little or no imagery has been very common since childhood.
I'm at the top of the drive way, and I hear twigs snap in the trees beside the house. I know they're wolfs, so I try to get into the front gate because I know they are protection boundaries, but the little gate seems stuck. Then I hear grunting noises, so with out thinking I run top speed down the drive way to go to the street, but the drive way keeps getting longer and longer and I hear the wolfs catching up to me. I finally get to the street and cross it and go into the woods, then all the trees begin to slide across the ground back and forth slowing me down, I try to go through and passed trees but they keep getting in the way, all the while I still hear growling behind me.
#51 I was on the hood of a car. Another car drove up about to hit me. It had a For Sale sign in the window. It cost $2600.00. I also saw a price of $2400 and $700. I was first relieved the price had come down, then I was afraid the price was $2600. Why else would that sign still be displayed? This car was about to hit me, but it ran up the side of my car. I was on the hood of my car and rolling down the street only because of this car that was dragging me along. Now I'm between the car for sale and a city bus. My car spins around and then I end up on the ground. I'm sliding down the street on my butt. I wish I'd gotten my camera so I could take a picture of the street moving under me so I could prove that this guy had made me slide down the street. I gave up on the camera idea, but then started thinking this was just strange. I realized I was dreaming. I decided to go look for woman. I jumped up and started to fly, but I was pretty heavy. Darn! I decided to fly straight up and I got more speed up. Then I found a building and decided to fly to a window. I tried phasing through it but had some trouble. That's weird. I know the window can't stop me, so I phase through the wall and make my way through. I'm in some kind of college. I start running on a curved wall for some reason. I go through some nonsense with a guy and some chick--unimportant. I look for someone pretty. I end up in a mall at Christmas. I leave and find my way back to the college. The women aren't college age. They are about 30 I guess. I think I ended up in a college because I'm trying to go back to school. So I find a girl. She's older than a typical college girl. She goes into a shower. I go to the shower and see another girl who looks nice, but I want the first one. I take off my pants and underwear carefully so they don't get hung up on my feet. I open the shower curtain to the first one. She says something to deter me, and I tell her not to worry about that. I pick her up and we both drop straight down on her back. I land on top of her and start to make it with her. I eventually started waking up. I tried to relax and stay asleep but I woke up. I drank a few glasses of wine and went to a friends house the night before. These are atypical stimuli that I attribute to helping become lucid. I used no technique. I do believe that lucidity can be induced by a combination of atypical stimulus and meditation on whatever you want to dream about. I don't have enough success with women to pursue them so much, so I plan to try to accomplish other dream goals from now on.
Walking to church. We had been to the adventure playground with the boys, and then home to get soothing. Now we are back on our way to church. Cross a road, and descend a frosty slope, pulling boys in a pulk. Notice that I am sliding, become lucid, continue sliding, across level ground and up hill. Woken up by noise.
Showering etc at mum and dads. Take too long, will miss all busses to work. Driving instead. Still too late. Try to turn around. Suddenly being towed (not in a car) by a racehorse. Becomes a race. Spawn a dog to chase the horse to make us faster. Suddenly ahead of the horse, make it a personal race against dog and horse. I win. I think I was second in the actual race, but I didn't stay for the awards. Left with Rohan.
I did the advanced task yesterday and this is the basic task completed (ironically this event happened against my will): I was on very nice sandy beach with lots of people lying down, trying to sunbathe. At first I did the same, I sat on the warm, white sand and looked into the distant blue sky. Strangely, there were two enormous celestial bodies in the direction I was looking at but no-one found it the least bit odd. At this point I sort of knew that this was in fact not reality. Upon realising this, I thought "what the heck, lets just go nuts" and started sprinting towards the water. As I was closing the distance between myself and the water, the sky darkened rapidly and soon brilliantly lit stars filled the night sky. The moon also came up overhead and illuminated the entire ocean. The water was now emitting a sort of bioluminescent blue. I carried on running, and as I reached the edge I tried to jump into it to make a splash. But to my complete amazement I just bounced and slid on top of the water; I didn't even sink into it one bit. I touched the water to ensure that it had the properties of water, which it did. I tried to use my weight to force myself into the water but it simply didn't happen. I found myself on the surface and not even a bit wet. So I stood up and started walking. Within seconds I fell because the surface was extremely slippery. I tried a few more times, managing to stay upright for mere moments before toppling once again. Eventually I gave up and decided to do what penguins do - belly slide. It was definitely the most fun I've had for a while. On that surface I experienced little to no friction and I just kept on sliding. Eventually this dream world started to fade and became more and more blurred. I woke up and sighed.
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I go on holiday with my family, it seems to be very snowy in certain places, in others its completely fine. We start walking around, i have no shoes on and am using the floor to slide around. We are walking through what looks like beeston. I see a few old school friends and call out to them and say something like "alright nob'eds!!" they wave me off and look around nervously, they seem to be hiding from somebody, they have their hoods up and are looking scared. Jacob is in the middle and tells me "kelvin is here too!" "where?" i ask. He shrugs. I walk back to my family & we start looking around in some shops. we enter a shop and find my cousin daniel and my uncle. My uncle is not happy about something and my dad finds out it's because my cousin natalia has hurt her leg somehow and has to go home. I dont see the point in getting angry about anything, we leave the shop and go outside to sit on a bench. I see kelvin walking towards us in the distance and watch as he walks towards the group of friends i talked to earlier... he is behind them and walks straight towards them very threateningly. I turn to my family "i think one of those guys is gonna get beaten up by kelvin!!" i say excitedly. They just stare at me so i turn around to watch the fight. As kelvin nears the group he grabs jacob and just starts punching him relentlessly, jacob goes down and kelvin hits him a few more times while hes on the floor. Then walks off. Jacob walks over to us and i say "what was that all about?" he tells me that he owes kelvin lots of money and had a late repayment on a credit card that kelvin got done for. He also says kelvin got sick of him smoking his weed and not paying. I try not to laugh at him. Jacob asks me how bad his nose looks... I just tell him that its a bit pink and swollen but nothing bad. He smiles and walks off. Me and my family carry on walking, i begin to slide around again. We come to a pool with loads of slides, there is someone in a uniform there who tells us that this slide is limited access only. I am gutted, my dad turns to me and tells me that we are all inclusive and that includes this pool. Daniel instantly jumps into it. I follow, i jump onto part of a slide and instead of going down, the water takes me upwards, i chill there for a while wondering where to go... Then wake up.
This is the dream that made me realize that external influences can influence dreams. At the time I was sleeping on the top bunk. I found myself sliding down an epically large, curved, black and red checkered funnel. It was so big that as I slid I could only see the horizon of the funnel that I was headed for. The checkered pattern passing me sped up faster and faster and began to hold still and move backwards. (It was like a the effect of a spinning wheel appearing to reverse as it hits a certain speed) The funnel steepened and I soon saw where I was headed. At the bottom of the funnel was an uncovered well. I remember that the well was made of medium sized stone slabs. As I hit the bottom I was flung into the well backwards facing up. As I fell I watched the stone sides of the well speeding past me and saw the light from the top of the well quickly shrink and disappeared. The stones were now dark and I was accelerating downward. I felt like I was going to hit the bottom and quickly flipped around not unlike a cat. I saw the dark stone bottom of the well speeding toward me and halt as I caught myself on my hands and knees. I Awoke to find that I had fallen off my bunk and landed on the floor on my hands and knees.
April 14, 2011 Lucid Dream 215: POW! Right in the Kisser Series: Sexcapades, Episode 5 WILD around 10:00am I woke up briefly and laid back down to sleep. I was miserably tired and felt SP setting in. I really didn't even feel like going through with it, but I was too tired to try and stop it. The dream scene formed around me really quickly without any auditory hallucinations and very little visual besides the dream scene formation. I was in my bedroom and there were quite a few random people standing around. I saw AJ standing nearby, so i immediately walked up to her and cupped her crotch. I started kissing her and rubbing the outside of her jeans. She seemed to be really enjoying herself. I was just going to go at it hard and if it woke me up...fine. I still felt groggy and tired in the dream, so I really didn't even feel like doing anything else. I literally threw her down on the bed and I helped her undress. I then got into the 69 position, but I was on the top. Instead of performing oral on her I just started face fucking the hell out of her. The t.v. was on in my room and Peter Griffin was pointing at my saying, "POW! Right in the kisser....POW! Right in the kisser..." He seemed to have been encouraging my sexual acts. Her head was getting rocked hard against the mattress. After a bit the dream scene had changed. We were in a room in the back of the high school library. I stopped the sexual activities after a few more moments and left the room. I exited the school library and entered the hallway. JT and Ryano were walking with me. Suddenly, out of nowhere a fist comes flying and connects with Ryano's chin. He immediately crumbled and fell to the ground as I heard the familiar, "POW! Right in the kisser." I then saw the live action version of Peter Griffin skipping away from us down the hall. Every person he passed in the hallway, he knocked out cold and said, "POW! Right in the kisser...." I chuckled and entered the nearest room. The dream got fuzzy and I felt groggy. I sat down at a desk and just sat there for several minutes. There were other people in the desks around me and they were talking amongst each other. I didn't pay much attention to them. I just chilled and the dream became stable after a bit. I decided just to do some simple shoe skating/sliding. I slid/skated with my tennis shoes around the school. I grinded down a few rails and skated along the walls. After doing this for a while, I woke up from the dream. Series Details Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!
Updated 04-21-2011 at 10:52 PM by 22654
05.03.2011Furious Red Balls, Museum, and Snow (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Log: Unknown Saturday, March 4-5th, 2011 Hours: Unknown Alarm: None Audio: None Thisw as a really long, and eventfull dream. I love dreams that have a storyline. The very first feeling of the dream, before i knew where i was or even saw anyhting was that of a college dorm room, that of ancient origin. As the dream started, i was in an old building. It was intricate and perfectly crafted, it was amazing. Something, although i am unsure of what, was gong on. All of the sudden, red and white ping pong sixed bals started vilolently raining down from above me. Either they were coming out of the ceiling, or the roof was open and they were coming from the sky. It was somehwta like a hardship, but at the smae time it was somewhat of a game. I was ducking. and at one point i stuck my head in a little nook or cranny and then finally decided to go into the trap door that lead to a deeper level in the building. I went in, and now i was in a room with some of my relatives and it was a museum-like setting. It was very ancient civilization, but that of sophistication. I was in awe over the amount and quality of the artifacts around me, it was inspiring. I saw a giant eisel and went over to it. It was somewhat of a giant coloring book. I looked through it and it was filled with designs of clothes and they were brilliant. They were very old, and i pointed out to people that thedate on the book was 1702. shortly after, we all decided it was time to go, so we went out the door and walked outside. There was a highway looking rod, covered in snow, but the sun was shining. We had to, in order to get where we were going, slide on the snow on our knees. So i got on my knees and started doing it really well, other people were using their arms to help support them but i didn't need to. I was really proud of myself and i was oging really fast. I got to the end after passing everyone up. There, a young girl and a young boy were there next to eachother. They were todlers. The girl was extremely cute. The boy kissed her, it was cute, and they were smiling and giggling. I was laughing. Then it was over.
February 12, 2011 Lucid Dream 179: Out with a Bang! Series: Fearless, Episode 2 around 5:00am DILD Category - Action I was running down a back alley. I needed to find somewhere good to hide. I heard a man shout, "Freeze!" I immediately dove head first through a nearby window. The process of diving through made me lucid (one of my usual lucid activities). I scrambled to my feet and waiting just beside the window/against the wall. The cop placed one leg through and I immediately grabbed it and slammed it down onto the leftover shards of broken glass. The glass was still sticking up in the frame and hadn't been completely busted out. The officers leg sliced like butter and separated from his body. I smacked him across the face with it and knocked the rest of him back out of the window. I then took off running through the house. There were random DCs sitting on the couch as I ran by. I busted out of the front door and began running through house after house. One had a hot Latina chick in the shower. I did the comedy movie-esque stop and stare for a moment. I then took off and exited out onto the street. I lost lucidity somewhere around here. I ran down toward a forest but as I approached the edge, another cop sprung from behind a tree and tackled me. I proceeded to fight him as well. I took his combat knife from him and stabbed him. By that time, I was surrounded by pointed guns. Having no way out, I surrendered. They cuffed me and took me to a prison. I vaguely remember getting my mugshot taken and then I was in the shower room. The showers were individual stalls (like in a normal bathroom). One arm was handcuffed to a bar that hung above the stall. The officer/guard waited on the outside. I kept trying to think of a way to escape, but I couldn't think of anything. I knew I had possibly killed two cops, but at the very least had two attempted murder counts, along with a plethora of other offenses. I was looking at life. I attempted to shower, but it was crazy difficult to maneuver with one arm handcuffed above. I heard a quiet "ping" sound. I looked down and saw an ink pen had been dropped by the guard. I quickly snatched it with my toes and passed it on to my hands. I immediately bent the metal clasp (on the pen) into a lock-picking shape. I then used it to free the handcuffs. I kicked open the door to the stall, knocking the officer down. I then grabbed the back of his head and slammed it against the nearby sink, knocking him out. I regained lucidity at this time. Now wearing police gear, I walked around the prison acting like I knew everyone. I went looking for the high security area of the prison. I found a steel door cell with a small slide door for food delivery. I slid it open and whistled for the prisoner over. He was a beastly russian dude (I'll call him Dimitri, even though he was nameless). I told him that I would let him out if he helped me fight through the hordes of guards/officers. I told him to step away from the door and I kicked it clean off the hinges. We took off down the hall and jumped a couple guards (who were toting M4's). We stole their guns, shot them, and then heard the sirens going off. We shot our way through three guards who met us at a corridor. I lost lucidity during this gunfight. I saw a ladder that led to a high ceiling. I began climbing and told Dimitri to follow. I reached the top and Dimitri was about halfway when a group of guards came in and shot him off the ladder. I opened the small door on the ceiling and entered the attic. There was a window, so I shot it out and jumped through, landing on a separate section of the roof. I then jumped down off the roof and tossed aside the gun (its clip was empty). The prison was in the middle of a small community/town. The ground was covered in snow and I dove head first into a slide and slid all the way down a hill (unrealistically mind you) to the bottom area of the town. Once I reached the bottom, I looked back and saw a group of policeman following. I entered the nearby building. I knew who was hiding out in the building. As I climbed the first set of stairs, I called out..."Yo its me, Zack! KingYoshi!" Mike (my friend) walked around the corner holding a shotgun. He said, "You just about got your head blown off!" I quickly told him I had broke out and there were police coming now. We ran upstairs and into the top of the building was a condo. There tons of weapons laying out. Brandon was also there. I grabbed a shotgun, an AK-47, some ninja stars, and a katana. Moments later the cops burst through the door and we started an intense gun fight. It reminded me of the one in the movie "Takers." I awoke during this time (before I got to use my ninja sword ). Series Details Join all the action in the dream series, "Fearless." You never know what I may run into, but you can guarantee I'm ready for a fight. Stay tuned for more blades, guns, and explosions in this series!
Updated 03-20-2011 at 08:35 AM by 22654
Morning of April 11, 1971. Sunday. Dream #: 1,574-02. Reading time: 1 min 50 sec. My best friend Toby Taylor and I enter a castle, though it becomes a hall of our school in appearance. No one else is around. A narrative begins, implying each of us has to choose a different door. The inference is that one of us will win a valuable prize, and the other will gain nothing and may die. Eventually, I pick the door on the left (with the number 1 on it), and Toby chooses the door on the right (that features the number 2). After I open the door, I immediately find myself sliding down a big pile of gold coins. I feel happy as I look to my right and see Toby also cheerfully sliding down the same hill of gold coins at about the same speed I am. We excitedly grab clusters of them as we are sliding and let them flow between our fingers. Eventually, from below us, there is a sound like a lion’s roar. I realize we are both sliding toward what may be the open mouth of a dragon. (Even so, the element of fear and surprise is minimal.) I start to wake around this time and consider that instead of a dragon, it may be a furnace or fireplace in a basement or boiler room. I also sense it is perpendicular to the direction we are sliding rather than in our path. This dream interprets my status of seeking somatosensory awareness while I sleep - to progress toward either achieving consciousness or greater awareness for vivifying and sustaining my dreaming experience. My instinctual and liminal summoning of coins began in early childhood. Sliding, usually a vivid sensation, is a typical form of imaginary kinaesthesia (caused by the lack of discernibility of my physical body while sleeping). Sliding (as with other kinaesthetic events such as floating, falling, or flying) has nothing to do with symbolism or wordplay. Using a door in the dream state is an activity I instinctually or liminally bring about to concurrently vivify or change a dream’s narrative upon stepping through the doorway. There is more to the history behind the causation of this dream. It ties in with loose associations with incidental sleep apnea. I include this because I mentally summon and light a candle (a source of fire as is a dragon) when in undefined liminal space. Additionally, there is likely an association with the heater I sometimes had near the center of my bedroom. Its noise would sometimes wake me in the middle of the night. After this dream, I read a Harvey comic book (with Casper the Friendly Ghost) that involved characters deciding which of two doors to open and ending up as mindless servants when they touched both doorknobs at the same time.
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