Thread: Into the Rabbit Hole

OMG thats such a cool dream! I want to visit the akashic records too!

Originally Posted by Robot_Butler

I hope your devil looked like Tim Curry in Legend.

Actually no, I never dream about a devil of that sort. The demons/phantoms/incubi etc. in my dreams actually most often look like King Laufey from Thor and the God-King Xerxes from 300.

It was an end times scenario. Some enormous wormlike creature had appeared and was devouring everything. It also carried other tiny worms on it, or viruses, that made everyone sick. So there was human waste everywhere, everyone was sick and dying. I had escaped with a bunch of other people to this home in the country, then suddenly I was in a city skyscraper. Apparently my sister was sick in bed, and her little dog was there with her. I picked him up and he cried out in pain. I wasn't sure that it was her dog, he didn't look exactly the same, and I remember saying that I hoped it wasn't her dog because he was in really bad shape. I thought he had a broken back. I remember walking through the different rooms, the people in some of the rooms looked generally healthy and were cooking food or cleaning, etc. I remember knowing that everyone was going to die. I met this really cute guy, and I remember asking him a favor. I said to him that I knew we were all going to die, and that I wanted to have sex one last time. He was more than happy to oblige, and we went looking around for a private room. It was disgusting because most of the rooms had filth and sick all over the floor or the bed. Eventually we found a table that was just covered in trash, and he pushed all the trash onto the floor and we did it there on the table. I remember thinking, that it wouldn't be so bad to die after, at least I got laid one last time. But then the dream continued, and more people were surviving, and my sister's little dog was running around and he was ok. I found the guy again and now it was celebration sex that we probably weren't going to die.

Got lucid a few times during my sleep today, my dream recall could definitely be better though.

In one dream I was with a group of people, mostly family, on vacation somewhere. We were staying in this really pretty stone cottage, when the sirens went off and suddenly an enormous tornado loomed outside. I remember going outside and seeing it take up the entire sky in front of me. Trees were whipping around and I could see some homes in the distance coming apart. We ran around our cottage looking for a basement, but there didn't appear to be one. There were some areas of the wood floor were it looked like there was a cellar door with bits of duct tape covering the cracks. I pulled off the tape and lifted the trap door, but all I found was a storage space that was completely full, including a dead body. I announced this to my family, and they wanted to know what I was doing storing a dead body in the floor. I told them I just found it there. Then a neighbor came over and told us we could come over to his house for safety. The tornado was getting closer and as we ran to the neighbors house, I saw some of the stone cottage where we just left was coming apart. We reached the neighbors house and he showed us into what he called his "gray room". At first we thought it was a basement, but apparently he had just put up gray paper over the windows for some reason. So we waited there, feeling very unsafe.

I remember laying in the bed in that room and thinking to myself that I should try to go to sleep and lucid dream, or to just get away from the frightening situation, mentally. So I closed my eyes and a dream formed around me, I was instantly lucid in this new dream, although I never became aware that I was already dreaming before that.

I found myself at a family celebration, a huge party outdoors, hobbit style, lots of singing and dancing. I looked around the party hoping I might see someone interesting to interact with, suddenly all my relatives had Hitler mustaches and I remember thinking, humorously, that I must be related to Hitler somehow. I spotted this young guy watched me and I made eyes at him and then walked around the corner out of eyesight. He got up and followed me. He had kinda longer dark brown hair that fell around his face, tall, very good looking. We found a spot out of the way of the festivities and made out for awhile, then moved onto the hot and heavy. For some reason the dream sex was making me distracted...and I could hear my cousin's and my mother's voices talking to me. They were laughing at me and trying to wake me up my flicking my eyelashes and such, and being a bit silly/annoying. I didn't know what was going on at first, but then I opened my eyes and realized I was back in that bed in the storm (though it appeared the tornado had passed and we were no longer in danger). My mom and cousin were also occupying the bed. After I opened my eyes I said very grumpily, leave me alone, I was making out with a hot boy. They laughed. I closed my eyes and tried to reform the dream, and I managed, a few times, but kept getting distracted during sex. So I abandoned that attempt and went flying.



I decided that I wanted to play in the snow, so I flew to an area that was really snowy. When I landed, someone tapped me on the back...it was Snow. I was very happy to see him, and we embraced as though we somehow knew one another. We played around in the snow and made out for awhile. Eventually I woke up for real. I still find it odd that I never knew the whole tornado dream was a dream, yet I used that as a jumping off point for getting lucid, instead of waking life, like normal. Strange.

Had a pretty long and interesting dream today. Aliens had taken over our world and pretty much exterminated a lot of the humans. The aliens were tall and had a huge giant eyeball instead of a head, and there were lots of different species of them spread out over different areas. Somehow I had super powers like a sorceress and could use telekinesis to levitate things and various other powers. I could kill others by producing an electrical sort of shock that I could deliver over a distance. It was interesting because in the dream I did feel like I was in control of some of my actions, rather than following a movie script, so perhaps some parts of the dream were actually very semi-lucid or I just had dream control and no lucidity, which is strange either way.



The aliens had taken over the government and established rule, there was even an alien President. Apparently a lot of my friends had been killed by the aliens, and my whole goal or journey throughout this long and intricate dream was to find the friends and families of my friends which had been killed, and get those people to safety. I didn't find out that this was my ultimate goal though until later on in the dream, when I made a phone call to the alien President.

The earliest part of the dream starts out in a large compound which is serving as a safe house for survivors, some of my friends and family are there. I know that I need to leave to start my journey, and that if I don't start the journey, they will find us all and kill us. The first part starts out on foot, and I'm running around under cover of night. If I come across and alien, I usually kill it with electro shock, basically shooting lightning from my hands that kills them instantly. I am able to travel to several different areas of the city, and I encounter various species of different aliens. I have to follow clues that the humans have left behind in order to find them.

Eventually I free several people and commandeer a flying spacecraft (or perhaps it's just a car that I am making fly). With the flying craft I am able to get in and out of tricky situations quickly and rescue more people. I use all manner of superpowers throughout the dream. Soon the alien government gets wind of what I am doing and sets out after me. There were a few close calls where we almost get caught. One of the annoying things of flying a craft is that I can move fast and steer side to side but for some reason cannot get the ship to move vertically up or down, so I have trouble getting away from vehicles pursuing us on the ground. In order to escape I would usually fly over a river and follow the water. They have ships in the water, but they are too slow moving to pursue us.

I remember becoming tired and thinking that I might have to give up, and continuing on to help my friends. One of the places I broke into, I thought I was there to rescue people. At this point I had no control over my character and didn't know what I had planned. When I got to the building, I killed all the aliens in my way and headed to a room where a man/alien had apparently just received a phone call from the alien President. I killed this alien and picked up the phone. The conversation went something like this, though I don't remember too well..."Hello Mr. President. I'm sure you must know who this is. You're probably wondering why I'm doing what I am. You killed 10 of my closest friends and family, and now I'm out to ensure the safety of their families that were left behind, captured or in hiding. I will find each and every one, and kill an alien that stands in my way. Then, I'm going to travel to where you are, and I'm going to kill you also Mr. President. I will dispose of any creature, man, woman, or child, that attempts to conceal you from me. Goodbye."

I knew the call was being traced, so I didn't stay on the phone very long. It was strange only just then learning the purpose of my own journey in this dream. Soon aliens had surrounded the building we were in, and we had to make a fast get away. I could feel that I was becoming weak and needed to rest my powers, but there was no time. We escaped to another area of the city, near the river, where there were just remnants of bridges that were now in ruins. On one of the ruins I found writing that hinted at humans in hiding nearby. I took awhile to examine the ruins more closely, and I remember looking out upriver to the other bridge ruins, and knowing that they were hiding near the bridge furthest away near the horizon. I set out to rescue them...but the dream ends there.

So lately my lucids have become more boring and pretty much centered around the one thing I seem to be missing in my current life situation.

Therefore I feel no need to get into the details of...

Lucid Sex Dream 1
Lucid Sex Dream 2
Lucid Sex Dream 3
Lucid Sex Dreamlets

There have been a few other mentionable nonlucid dreams as well, but most were forgotten enough to become unmentionable. *shrugs*

Ah, the good shit. Alien battles and sex. Are your dreams "now available on blu-ray?"

Originally Posted by Robot_Butler

Ah, the good shit. Alien battles and sex. Are your dreams "now available on blu-ray?"

^The future of entertainment, the dreams of creative minds

I was back in my old bedroom, luckily there was nothing scary going on, the house was full of family, clearly we were all there for some holiday celebration. I became lucid almost immediately because my old bedroom is a strong dream sign for me. I walked through the house and talked with some of my cousins. My recall isn't that great from the beginning since I spent awhile in the lucid dream and did quite a few things. At one point the dream scene changed and I was in an unfamiliar classroom setting, but I seemed to have a lot of friends there.

One of them in particular kept looking at me oddly and I mentioned to him that it was a dream. He looked around in amazement at everyone hanging out in the class and said, whoa so this is a lucid dream. I sorta frowned and said, let me show you a *real* lucid dream, and I took his hand and we floated to the windows and flew right through them. It was beautiful outside. The grass was bright green and there were valleys of flowers below us and dark gray mountains in the distance. The sun was just beginning to set so everything was tinged with pink and orange. I looked over at my friend flying at my side and smiled, and he looked at me and I saw a tear run down his cheek. Then we let go of each other and I showed him how to fly various ways, I spun around like a tornado, I flew upsidedown, and a did a few other moves...and he did a few of his own, it was a lot of fun.

Then suddenly there was a large tree in front of us, we grabbed onto it and floated down to the ground. The tree was covered in little pink and purple flower buds, it was also mossy, and even had little soft pine needles, like no tree I've ever seen before. I told him that if he looks closely at the flower buds and sort of examines the trees details a bit, then the rest of the LD will become more vivid when he looks away. I did this method and immediately everything became even more saturated, vibrant, and hyperrealistic. We laughed and just enjoyed how beautiful everything was. During the dream I thought it might have been shared, which is why I bothered teaching him these things. But after I woke up, I realized that it couldn't have been, ah well.

Originally Posted by nina

During the dream I thought it might have been shared, which is why I bothered teaching him these things. But after I woke up, I realized that it couldn't have been, ah well.

It'll happen!

Had some very interesting lucid dreams over the past few days/nights, since I've been sleeping a lot. Here are just a very broken dream snips, because my memory is not the best...

competition with other lucid dreamers in a gymnasium

having trouble learning to fly, for some reason I fad these heavy tubes around my arms, and armor that made me heavy. I was in a race and I was losing, so some guy was helping me take off my clothes so I could fly faster, then we had a quickie, but somehow I was too much for him to handle and he fell over or fainted or something, because he couldn't imagine his good luck

I flew and sang and enjoyed various landscapes, I free ran like Ezio from Assassin's Creed across building tops of Venice, Firenze, Roma, and Tuscany.

I was in our old house and my dad called me upstairs, he said he was worried about Chin. I told him that this was just a dream, because this is our old house, and Chin is actually passed away. I went over and picked him up and let my dad hold him, I told him to remember how sweet and soft he always was, he was crying but smiling. My dad tried to explain to me that we now owned both houses, I wasn't sure how or why.

Most of the dream transitions involved DEILD, and most of the LDs were DILDs. I used stabilization techniques quite often to keep the dreams going.

I flew outside of a gymnasium (for some reason I was wearing a tophat) and saw a woman in the darkness, there was a purple mystical glow about her or what she was doing, I asked her if she was a witch, and she said that she tends to perform rituals inside dreams, she calls herself a dream magician or dream sorceress. I asked if she would teach me dream sorcery, but the dream faded and I was unable to DEILD back in.

There's tons more but that's all I feel like writing at the moment, if I get inspired, I'll write the dreams down in better detail. I'm just still high from all that flying.

Originally Posted by Phion

It'll happen!

You think?

Originally Posted by nina

You think?

I do.

I sat through a 10 minute stand up comedy routine from Paris Hilton, I remember thinking that it was actually pretty funny, and that I should remember some of the jokes to see if they remain funny after waking up. I did remember a few of them, and they were indeed slightly humorous, but I didn't write them down so eventually all was forgotten.


I was in a forest area with lots of cabins in the woods and some people were out camping. Apparently I was a police officer, as I seemed to be in uniform and was patrolling the area. As I walked down one of the streets I saw a lion coming towards me from the opposite direction. I flipped out and started calling for backup and yelling at the other officers to shoot it. Things went down somewhat like this...

me: "Hurry up, it's coming this way! Shoot it! Shoot it!"

officer: "OK...ok...no...wait, we can't shoot him."

me: "Why not?" (feeling as though we're about to get mauled to death)

officer: "That's Frank, we can't shoot 'im, he's a cop."

officer2: "Yeah, he's right."

me: "What do you mean? He's not a cop he's a lion!"

officer: "Yeah, he's a lion that's a cop."

officer3: "Well, actually he's a cop that's a lion."

officer: "Same difference."

me: "What the hell are you idiots talking about? How can a cop be a lion?"

officer2: "I dunno. He just is."

officer: "Yeah, Frank's an ok guy."

me: "You mean lion?"

officer: "Yeah that too."

me: "Ok so how does any of this make sense. I mean, I didn't think stuff like that was possible in this world."

By now the lion is only a few feet away and I see that he's wearing a cop uniform. I raise my eyebrow at him and give him a nervous nod...he nods back, and continues down the street going about his duty. I awkwardly marveled at the absurdity as he walked away and felt my own subconscious mocking me somewhere deep down as I failed to become lucid.


I was sketching dinosaur bones out in the desert, and when I took my drawings back home, which was also some kind of museum they told me I discovered two new dinosaur species that seemed to be related to t-rex. Some archeologists came and dug up the skeletons, and then confiscated my drawings...which were eventually put up on display with the bones in the museum.

Then some secret service agents showed up and gave a presentation about how to survive in an emergency situation such as was imminent. They also explained that the common tupperware party was being replaced by disaster or doomsday parties, I forget what he called them, but it had a catchy name. And instead of selling tupperware, makeup, or pure romance shit to your friends, you would be selling emergency supplies, gas masks, and that sort of thing (actually a pretty damn good idea).

I finally had a dream worth writing down, because it was pure inspiration.

I was in a big restaurant/bar sort of place downtown and a bunch of people from the choir games were there (our city is currently hosting them). A lot of them put on a really good show. At one point a boy sat down at the piano and started playing the most amazing interpretation of Surface of the Sun from the movie Sunshine, which is one of my favorite songs ever and has shown up in a few of my dreams before because it is so haunting. He played the entire song masterfully, and the whole bar was just completely silent and watching with bated breath. I got really teary eyed. When it was over, the applause was weak, and that made me sad that more people didn't appreciate this boy's passion and skill. After I woke up, I taught myself to play this song on the piano. Well, I'm still learning. It would help if I could find some sheet music, but if not, I'll just play my own version. I love pure inspiration type dreams. I hear beautiful music in my dreams quite frequently, but it's not often that I can extract it into waking life for some unfortunate reason. I also just remembered that I was lucid at some point earlier in the night, but I don't remember much else, other than flying.

Woke from a dream where I was in the backseat of my friend's car, her dad was driving. We were on the freeway, and suddenly there were tornados everywhere. Everyone was driving in the other direction, trying to get away from the path of the tornados, but we were just sitting there not moving. I started screaming to her dad to please move. He was trying to use his phone to call for help. I tried to reason with him that we couldn't stay there or we would die. Suddenly there was an SUV right in our lane heading towards us at full speed, a tornado just behind it. My friend and I started screaming and he finally decided to take action. He slammed on the gas as fast as he could and we went flying into reverse, it was like he just lost control and I was so scared that he was going to kill us in a car accident the way he was driving. I remember thinking that I didn't want to die, and that I just wanted to badly to see my parents again, and get to say goodbye to my mom and dad. As we drove at full speed backwards, we passed terrible wreckage and people dying, other's driving over the bodies of others to flee the relentless tornados. At last my friends dad turned the car and I remember thinking we were all done for, but we spun around and landed safely in a forested area, and the tornados were gone. After it was over I remember thinking how awful it would have been to die that way, or how awful anyone's last moments would be if all they see is pain, hate, blood, misery. How much of a difference it would make to your own passing if the last things you saw were an act of kindness, a thought, or a word, that reminds you that people are good, and they deserve to keep on living. It would certainly alter your projection into the next life, or the decision, were it yours, to stay and try to help.