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    1. Dream Journal Day 15: Night of Tuesday 05.12.2023

      by , 12-16-2023 at 01:33 AM
      I didn't remember this one at all when I woke up, which was disappointing. But then I was reading in the morning and came across a scene which involved a severed head. I thought of the head and then I thought 'Taxidermy' and everything came back to me. This dream was so strange. The second part wasn't at all gory to experience but I suppose it could make some feel queasy.

      Fragment 1:

      I remember being in a boarding house with classmates from school. The building has two floors and is painted white or grey all over. There are no lights on and the sky outside is dim white, so inside it's shadowy. It's just us here, no host.

      My room is on the ground floor and I step outside into a long hallway. The doors too are smooth and white, with pull-down handles. Recessed inside their frames they are dark with shadow. I walk past a pink laundry basket and up the single flight of stairs.

      The upper floor is just as shadowy and plain. I pass along the hallway by closed white doors. At the end of the hallway is a dark, empty room with a window on the opposite wall and off to the side a doorless doorway into another empty space. In the wall opposite the doorway are two white doors, and one in the adjacent wall, all closed. I see two of my friends come out of this latter door. They are laughing and carrying a laundry basket.


      Fragment 2:

      I arrive at my street with a friend from school, we get out of the car. I see that there are two naked corpses, each splayed out face down on top of two cars which are next to one another. One of those cars - the blue one - might be mine, the other is grey. My friend has some reason for these being here. She wants to preserve the corpses so I offer to help her. I take a short scaffolding pole out of the boot of the car and push it into the anus of the nearest body. It enters cleanly and easily with a long part still sticking out. She pushes another into the other end of the body. I'm not clear about this part - in the dream I was sure this was the vagina, but it can't have been, more likely the mouth. But I'm sure it wasn't the mouth. I'm not sure these bodies even have heads. I suppose that's dream logic. At the end of this process poles stick out of both ends of the body, as if it has been impaled.

      She asks if I'll help her with the other one too. I look down at the pole I now have in my hand. The pole is dented at the end and has some smudged black marks on it so I tell her it might not be suitable - I'm worried about it causing an infection. I walk up to my house leaving her to finish up on her own.

      Outside the open door of my house I stand talking to my mum. She looks out and asks me what that's all about. After a moment's thought I tell her that my friend is interested in taxidermy.

      Looking back I can see that both corpses have now been 'impaled'. From here they seem in a sort of spread-eagle position, toes pointed and arms stretched backwards, faces looking up.


      Day 14 (Night of Friday 01.12.2023) is too fragmented to merit an entry.

      Updated 12-16-2023 at 01:37 AM by 100434

      Tags: car, corpse, dim, doors, white
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    2. No Outside

      by , 08-01-2022 at 11:56 PM
      I was in a building with several families on it. They shared rooms with tapestries separating them for privacy. Nobody worked and everyone seemed pretty happy with their lifestyles, despite having never gone outside. Many generations were born into these communities. They were comfy and didn't have much in the way of crime (at least in the community I was investigating).

      There were other buildings like this with other similar communities of families living in them. If residents wanted outside contact, they could get in touch with the other communities using computerized drones.

      Sometimes people would transfer between communities, but it was a big deal to do this. That's what they assumed I came from, though nobody seemed interested in asking me anything about the details of my whereabouts. They were just friendly and interested in the new addition to the community. I was well-liked.

      The computers and drones kept records, maintained society, and brought in supplies. They provided everything.
      Nobody questioned the drones either. They simply regarded them as helpers and protection.

      One of the hallways had no lights, so it would appear dark when you looked down the hallway.
      I noticed a portal in the dark (it wasn't invisible, just an energy field I could feel). Going through it, I found that the portal led to another connected building identical to this one, but with different people in it.

      I can't remember if it was just me that could use this portal, or if the residents knew about it.

      There was also a door that led outside. I asked one of the residents about it. They expressed sharp disapproval and acted like I was crazy to even think about going outside, telling me there was nothing outside.

      The drones will shoot you dead anyway, they told me.
      Yet these drones were protecting them? From what?

      I went outside when no one was looking.

      Upon stepping through the door, I found myself standing in an empty parking garage.
      There were drones patrolling the area. I turned into my dragon and went invisible so they wouldn't shoot.

      There was a light coming from one of the car ramps leading down below. I already knew what it was before I saw it, but I went down to investigate anyway.

      Sure enough, that's where the universe ended. Everything surrounding this building and the garage was a white void.

      There really was nothing outside. Literally.

      Updated 11-30-2022 at 01:31 AM by 99032

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    3. cclxvi. Surreal cliffs and old friends, Queen's tour through the subway

      by , 05-14-2021 at 04:54 PM
      10th May 2021

      Dream:

      I'm on some cliff-top in a surrealist environment. There are many cliffs which are mostly straight up vertical and the height of mountains and the cliff I'm on is the same. There's a blue (cyan tinge?) but desaturated sky. I fall down to a lower rock platform on the side of the cliff but then I use drilling tools like the ones from DRG, quickly making my way back up through the rock. I make a guess as to where I'm going (based on some environmental factor?) and there are some parts where there are large swiss-cheese-like holes and openings in the cliff that I avoid.

      I then find and head inside some structure which has some hallways within. There's a clay-like tone to this structure? There are also some window openings in the walls but they are sort of perfectly squared off and have no glass or frame, but I don't recall wind or anything of the sort. There may be some lights inside the structure but I'm not sure. Then, there's a counter just by a hallway corner.

      On this counter-top, I place two kitchen knives. One is like our metal bread knife and the other is like one of the coloured knives, about the same depth, so probably the magenta one? Some dream characters appear behind me and they seem to be passing by, but other characters are just idling around. I interact with the passer-bys and they ask me casual questions, which I answer. They fit into the archetype of some of my black friends from school, but they are not these friends specifically. We just know each other in the same way.

      Then I move away from the counter. Someone shows up, I think AM (mom's friend L's daughter) But her skin is not as pale white as I recall it (don't notice this specifically in the dream?), her hair is darker and more like mine and she's a bit chubby. I say something about waiting "fourty years for my wife" and think about how different she looks. She sits and reclines on top of the same counter from before, her feet are bare.

      11th May 2021

      Fragment:

      Something about being with a big group, in a subway. Queen Elizabeth II is with us and is a part of our group. We board a train (looks like L subway) and the passengers who are already inside are staring and openly voice that they can't believe that it's actually the queen. She takes a seat and I sit beside her. I talk to her and tell her some story from my life, from years ago. She doesn't reply to anything I say and I interrupt myself remarking "you've probably heard it all before I suppose", realising that she is just that much older than me and must have heard and known the life stories of hundreds or thousands of people.



      Notes:

      - The night before the 10th, I was practising anatomy drawing and there was a woman in a reference image that fit the same typical appearance as what AM appeared like in the dream.

      - In the fragment's dreaming context we were on some kind of tour and the subway was a connecting point to get to somewhere else.

      - When I woke up, I think I had lingering feelings and found myself surprised at the dream passengers' shock for seeing the queen. In the dream the whole context felt absolutely normal and day-to-day.

      - I don't think I've dreamt of Elizabeth II before. In the dream she was much like my paternal grandmother in some respects, possibly even physically, but as a character she seemed tired, worn out.
      -- This probably comes partly as a result of having heard of the prince's passing but also a general curiosity about old age, partly mixed with my own feelings about how it must be very wearing to lead a life that is meant only for duty.
    4. Shape fragment | [12.08.2020]

      by , 08-12-2020 at 06:57 PM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      Shape fragment
      I see a shape, possibly a line or deformed line of some color, maybe white.
      Tags: color, line, shape, white
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    5. A fragment of something | [04.08.2020]

      by , 08-04-2020 at 10:49 AM (Draeger's Dream Journal and Documentation)
      A fragment of something
      I see something, some sort of white object in the shape of a line.
      Tags: line, object, white
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. Journey to the White Rabbit Pt.2

      by , 04-16-2019 at 05:00 PM (Moo's Wild Cranial Rides)
      14.07.2010
      Journey to the White Rabbit Pt.2 (DEILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was in the middle of a small dream about something I cannot recall and notice as my feet start lifting away from the earth I was firmly planted on that I am dreaming. Lucid, I hid the ground and darkness engulfs me. I try to shout "Clarity Now!" but I feel that I'm still too connected to my real body and saying it any louder will wake me up. The small whisper seems to have worked but as I start thinking about waking up starts getting me nervous about losing lucidity.


      All of a sudden I see a dream forming in front of me, my brother appears laying in his bed. It forms with the air rushing past my ears and I step into it without hesitation for some reason. I remember for ending up in another bed adjacent to my brother's and immediately leap out and wake him up. I then remember to stabilize the dream and I look at my hands noticing at least two extra smaller fingers on my left hand. I laugh and rub my hands together. I then set out on my first task to find the white rabbit. I remove a black curtain that is acting as a door and start saying "White rabbit, white rabbit where are you white rabbit", through the looking glass indeed.

      I waltz downstairs and as I turn the corner there is a small rabbit staring at me, this little brown guy was not the white rabbit I was looking for however. I felt that this was a trick and started to ask the rabbit for the code. The rabbit reaches for something with a paw so I bend down and into my extended hand it lays down a torn piece of paper.

      I quickly try to read the paper but realize it's in some language I cannot understand with bizzare symbols I have seen in no form of communication before. One word stands out and as I look at it I see it shape bending into the rabbits request, "FOLLOW". Unsatisfied I ask the rabbit again for the code and he simply spits out the other half of the paper charred to a crisp.

      As quick as lightning the rabbit lunges at my arm and starts trying to pry my flesh from bone with his vicious little teeth.Still being lucid I attempt to make the evil rabbit simply disappear as I've done before. I grab it by the nape of his neck and shout "You are not real disappear!", nothing. I try and try again but each time I become more hopeless.

      The last time this happened what did I do? What was different? I thought to myself. A distant memory hits me about needing to visualize it disappearing somehow through some action. Excited my gaze shifts like a lunatic around the room to find something to achieve this task with. The window pane in the door catches my eye and ,as I raise the rabbit to the heavens, I envision his disappearing as I force him through the window. My arm gains speed and my wounded hand whips this fury fiend's neck. Thud. No shattered glass. I start panicking and wailing the rabbit into the window.

      Realizing that for some reason I've manifested rabbit proof glass to sabotage myself I open the door and launch the rabbit onto the front step. Why didn't I do that sooner? Why did I choose the violent option? I was here to talk with a dream character not scare, maim, or kill one. Realizing I am failing my goal for this lucid dream and disgusted in myself I watch as the poor thing scurries under a bare bush my blows have obviously wounded the tiny creature badly.

      With just his head exposed I no longer see a vicious monster but a small innocent rabbit. As he crawls carefully out from the bush I can see a massive open wound. Before even getting the chance to feel like a bigger jackass his fur moves in waves towards it engulfing and healing the wound. Amazing! ...Wait, I'm in a dream still don't lose it now man. I manage to convince myself of my situation as I watch the rabbit hop into one of my shoes on the step. When did I leave that there? Wait. Is he trying to hide from me or ambush me as soon as I step outside? I murmured as I returned to thinking about the small demon it was just a few moments earlier.

      I quickly open the door and turn the shoe over and out he plops on the step. Phew! He didn't attack, we both probably thought, I backed away and left the door open as an invitation to enter. An apology for my hasty reaction, I thought. He looked me up and down then hop after small cautious hop, it wound it's way back to the side of the note I had dropped. I see what looks like a smile appearing on his cute face. "Finally!", I rambunctiously shouted, "would you be so kind as to help me find the code?".

      My realief does not last however as the once cute grin expands further and further. I froze in fear, I couldn't believe what I saw. In the place of what used to be adorable (but painful) buck rabbit teeth stood a giant army of razor sharp stained teeth between a set of snarling lips that had extended to fit their new tenants. He can't harm me, I'm in a dream, I'm in a dream dammit! Somehow despite the horror in front of my I start to relax a small bit and as if he noticed my fortunate transition his fur turned black.

      I sat still engaged in a small staring competition with the beast for a while, not out of fear any longer, but the apprehension that if I moved it would chase.What felt like an eternity passed and still, nothing. Screw this I have to get something done in this lucid dream I can't waste this opportunity I've worked hard to get.

      Starting to feel like I'm losing lucidity I remember what someone wrote in a guide and I shift my focus around to try and maintain the dream. As I break eye contact with the beast I hear a snarl come from it's jowls. I hastily made my dash out the door but before I could slam it shut he wormed his way out beside me on the step. Without so much as a thought I grabbed the little cute bushy tail, the only thing cute left at that point, and flung him back inside. Success! Two little fiery red eyes peered back at me from the other side of the door.

      After all this a sane person might have stopped the hunt for the white rabbit, I however have no claim to sanity and even more so I was upset to have this lucid dream wasted by my foolishness. Whipping around I try run down the street hollering yet again "White Rabbit are you out there?! I need to speak with you Mr.White rabbit." Thinking that if I put more emphasis on the colour of the rabbit I'd be less likely to have a run in with another beast like before.


      Pat, pat, pat. I hear someone but as I look towards the source of the footsteps I see nothing. Pat, pat, pat, pat. Inching in closer and closer and at a increasingly hurried rate but still I see nothing. My ear rings as I hear just one footstep with an thunderous boom that sounds like it originated from inside my ear canal
      . I wake up.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    7. Goal Kick

      by , 10-30-2018 at 02:44 PM
      I became lucid, can't really remember what had been happening. I was in a room laying on a bed, and it was morning. There were people in the room but I didn't want them knowing I was awake. Eventually they left, so I peaked out from under the blanket I was hiding under.
      My father was in the dream (but a young version). I didn't want him there spoiling my dream, as I don't get on with him (he's a control freak) so I shoved him out of a top window. Unfortunately, only landed on the window sill, so I opened a bottom part I created and booted him off. He fell a satisfying distance down a cliff onto some rocks and that was last of him for that dream.
      I then moved back to the bed and manifested some people there and had cuddles, it gave me a very warm satisfying feeling
      Tags: bedroom, father, white
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    8. You can pass into the new world.

      by , 07-07-2018 at 01:56 PM
      I am 35 weeks pregnant and my dreams have become extremely vivid. Although I have not been lucid in a very long time I have not been writing my dreams or doing any lucid exercises to help myself become lucid. That being said I thought I should log this one.
      Everyone is being held in the old world. Its dark not only in color but in feeling. Everything has a grey hue, its crowded, there is a feeling of a void. I’m inline to travel it feels like a boarder crossing. I have my passport and correct documents along with my husband. When I get to the front of the line a man (guard) in what looks to be futuristic military ware puts his hands on my head. I look at him as he does this. I don’t back away but feel confident but confused. I have only love in my heart. He says “You may pass”. My husband is also aloud to pass. As I walk down this huge white stairway into this new world. It is much brighter from where I just came. I hear people talking about insects and love. About respecting all life. I now see what is being created. A new world of compassion. But I also remember a young man who has a gun in this new world and shoots someone. How did he pass? It’s a new world of compassion.
    9. the death dream

      by , 04-06-2018 at 08:54 AM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      Hey friends, this didn't happen last night but I wanted to record a dream I had in the past that's important to my dream history.

      The background is I was very sick when I was about 13 or 14. I had gone to summer camp and came back with swine flu. Not sure if anyone remembers but swine flu had its course of importance a little while back. So, I had this sickness and was in bed or on the couch for a week. I had gone to bed one night at a normal time around midnight and had this interesting experience which tops any nightmare or bad dream I think I've ever had.

      Like most dreams it starts with being in another dream before. I was in this giant landscape that had a valley. The valley was inhabited by ropes for old wooden ships. It was a little bit of a game where my vision was changing between these wide spiral structures made from this rope but wasn't more than 30 or so yards off of the ground. I think I was trying to get through the rope in the structures.

      It's hard to explain the death dream but I was outside of someone's house and simultaneously in a cave. I know we die in dreams often and it's not really a big deal, sure we are dying and we believe it but it doesn't resonate far into waking reality and it doesn't have much to say about our lives, but this is the only time it was different for me.

      I was in a cave with several other people near me, but this dream seemed really important, like me and the people around me were taking part in something important and the feeling was that each of us was nervous and hoping the other would take more responsibility and control of the situation. I haven't been able to feel what other DCs were feeling in dreams, especially not one that was unpleasant, but this time I did. We were all nervous looking around at each other.

      The idea of this dream is that there's a boulder falling down onto one single person. That person is experiencing this boulder falling onto them. It's not like a job to hold it up, there's no purpose between the boulder and the person. The first part that made this dream intimidating is that the boulder is somehow simultaneously getting larger and smaller at the exact same time. The boulder is rumbling extremely loudly and shaking the entire cave. The boulder is more of an idea than a physical object getting bigger and smaller in my mind.

      Outside of the house, there is an RV camper to the left of me. There's two people in front of me, but the idea is that there's eight people there with us. The main idea is that we have to nominate someone to die out of the eight of us. This is where the death comes in. I can actually feel the chance that I will be chosen and executed. The two people in front of me are busy doing something, but I can feel eight people looking at me like it's my choice who gets killed.

      After this, my vision is of this spiral inwards. In the middle is this powerful white laser beam of light. I don't mean a white light I mean this thing could cause anything that touched it to disappear. This was death in the dream. I was at some point in the white laser beam getting blasted. In the dream, I was dying, but I was fighting against it with everything in me. I was not okay with dying. I've been shot in a western shoot-out, I've fallen off a cliff, but I somehow knew I was dying here.

      I was at the same time in the cave, the boulder had rolled down a ramp and now above me. I was supposed to carry this boulder that was gaining mass but at the same time getting smaller, but the mass was too heavy and I was struggling. At the same time, I was in this white laser beam at the center of this maelstrom fighting for my life. At the same time I was outside of a house next to an RV getting volunteered to be the one who dies in this one of eight game.

      I eventually woke up absolutely drenched in sweat early in the morning. It was still dark. When I woke up, I felt in a way that I had cheated death or somehow saw what it was but avoided it. I got some water and went back to my bed but was absolutely terrified of going back to bed. When I used to pray, I would pray for the normal things. But if I was ever lying in bed and thinking about dreams I've had and that particular death dream came up, I would send a prayer up that would guarantee I wouldn't have that dream ever again.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Day Four: Intensive Journaling (BUST)

      by , 02-17-2018 at 06:28 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 10:30

      Woke up at: 7:20


      Dream 01: More Flashing Images

      Nothing particularly interesting happened last night. I went to bed really mentally exhausted, mostly because of all the homework I had to do, and just plopped myself into my bed.

      I think I remember being in a sterile, white lab with maybe one or two doctors, but that's really stretching it. All I can remember is the color white.

      Also, from now on I am going to be numbering my dreams. Even if they're fragments or flashing images, they will still count towards the dream total.

      Updated 02-17-2018 at 10:10 AM by 93490

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Sour Grapes

      by , 02-11-2018 at 03:31 PM
      Travelling to meet relations in Ireland, I get lost. I find a hotel to go into, as mobile phones did not exist (or I do not have one). Outside the weather is bad, a bit snowy and I look down at the street from a landing in the hotel (everything is painted white).
      I manage to get through to Angela's house and explain where I am (a village near by).
      I am getting all my things together in my suitcase when she arrives, far more quickly than expected in her 4 by 4.
      Instead of arriving at their house, I end up in a large back room of a public house. It's my brother's wedding day. I don't feel in the mood to meet anyone and hangout in this back room, where the few kids that are there are. There is loads of food and games of all sorts set out, he has spent a lot. I am secretly pleased that no one much has turned up as I am jealous of my brother and all the relations who are rich. Then I see the piles of food and goodies and feel bad about it. More children start to come in and one of my relations a rotund man with large black beard and glasses. He is carrying a heap of big grapes that he tells me cost 10,000 dollars. I am infused with jealousy again, as yes it's sour grapes.

      Updated 02-11-2018 at 03:33 PM by 89275

      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. ZZZZombies

      by , 02-06-2018 at 08:21 AM
      We decided to go for a white wooden walk and headed out along a walkway that went along the coastline over the sea. It was a clear day and the waters were calm. As we went along we noticed a zombie coming towards us, it was kind of sleepy so we managed to dodge it, and the next couple. We past into an inside corridor and Susan decided she was sleepy and told me we were up to early. So we found a little cabin and went back to bed. No sooner had we done this than the door was pushed open and in flooded about 7 or 8 zombies, all fairly sleepy but none the less scary (They were all male and just looked like bony old blokes with long hair and shabby clothes).
      I said we needed to get up "Now!" as Susan didn't seem fussed. I repeatedly thought about chucking my duvet over their heads and making for the door but as Susan didn't move I just had to wait. Then the dream jumped to us going by road instead this was easier as their was a rope cordon blocking a line of zombies but it was chocka like a mass exodus, everyone was fleeing.
      Next dream I had found a hidden entrance to an underground chamber, a square of white on a white flat surface that fell down to layers when I jumped on it. Underneath was a large chamber (Zelda style) and on the far side was a room filled with old stuff from my childhood, books and toys which I looked through with Susan.
      Tags: holiday, white
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. embarrassing miscommunitcations

      by , 01-24-2018 at 06:16 PM
      Its early morning and i'm lazing in bed when Susan comes in. I do a double take as she is already in the room and realise that the first one is a robot replica. I try to turn off the robot and hide it away but I only manage to reboot it and robot Susan starts talking. And I panic Waaaaaaa!

      Next dream I am in a town in Europe and realise I am being followed. A gunman comes up to me and shoves his gun at me. I try to explain to him that I am not up to anything but am just studying the architecture of the building near buy. He is not convinced and his boss turns up also waving the same silver colt gun around. His boss looks like Paul Whitehouse (a uk comedian). I show them something is strange about the building near buy, the archway defies the laws of gravity and their is something strange about its length.
      Tags: arch, guns, robot, white
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. parking

      by , 01-11-2018 at 06:10 PM
      Things have been a bit strained of late so I was glad to get a nice dream ^^.

      Had been dreaming some kind of car chase. Next I remember I was looking out of my window down onto the 2nd floor, where I noticed a neighbour had parked his car. I was kind of annoyed when I saw him parking another one on the long flat roof there. So I went down and started to push his car off the roof Oo. he turned up so I just started up a conversation to cover up what I had been doing. We chatted and he invited me over. Inside there were a few people sitting around, one was Michele. We sat together and hugged. It was such a lovely warm feeling and she was very cuddly I could have stayed there forever
      Tags: white
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    15. thugs

      by , 12-14-2017 at 06:02 PM
      I had a dream where someone was bullying me, I could feel the menace in the air and tried to move away and get in a car.
      But the guy just followed me then two of his friends appeared so I was kind of surrounded (or so it felt). They were leaning against my car in sand coloured overcoats, so I couldn't get it. At this point I lost it and hit their heads off the car killing them. I then throw them over the edge of a bridge into the river below but thought they might be found to easily so I brought them back to life and brainwashed them and the other guy into not being a pain/forgetting everything.
      Next I was in a small room, I often get this in dreams, a room where there feels to be no room! the walls and everything were squashed up.
      Tags: bully, water, white
      Categories
      non-lucid
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