Dark_Merlin's Dream Journal

05.10.2011

Successful WILD! Trick or Treat and Questions About My Dream Guide (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up at 8:24, from a dream about meeting a girl. I spend about 10 minutes writing it down, and lay on my front just to sit and think about the dream for a while. All of a sudden - BAM - I'm hit with a massive wave of vibrations. I of course, decided to go with it - and I decided to try using an AP exit technique. I stayed still, allowing the vibrations to deepen, and started visualising pulling up on a rope, and pulling myself out of my body. The vibrations intensified, and the lowered briefly. I kept going with the visualisation until I really felt myself start to slip out. Infront of my eyes, a hallucination started.

I saw a CRT computer monitor, perfectly square, with a bunch of symbols on the screen, one was a clown face, then others just squares, spheres, a pyramid. I began to feel the vibrations lower, and the hallucination solidified properly. I asked it - "Who is my dreamguide?" A picture of my cat appeared on the screen. I asked again "Who is my dreamguide?" A picture of the music teacher from the Simpons appeared, an older man with grey hair around the sides. It is possible that I asked again - but I can not remember correctly if I received a reply.

I decided here to take a chance - I wasn't sure how deep in the dream I was, and I didn't know if I would wake if I tried to move. I threw off my covers and stood up. I could feel my body but I couldn't see - am I awake? My eye mask fell down on my face, and I shifted it, and took it off - my bedroom appeared before me. It was night, I stood in the middle of my room, I looked in the mirror - whoa I look weird, I must be in the dream. I tried to count my fingers but it wasn't working - screw it. I plugged my nose and breathed in and out, I forgot how much fun this was! I used body awareness to stabilise further - centering myself into the dream.

Oh! The Task of the Month! I faced my bedroom door, "Trick or Treat!" I said, and opened the door. It was just my family room - nothing abnormal and nothing to receive. Damn. I walked up the hallway to my parent's room. "TRICK OR TREAT!" - I reached out and went to slide the door open, and it flew off as though I had kicked it down - awesome! Inside, they are both asleep. Dad rolls over and turns on a lamp next to his bed, and I notice that as the lights come on it becomes day - that saved a bit of effort.

I walk over and stand next to my mum's side of the bed, Dad rolls over and searches next to his bed. I look at my hands - I needed to shape shift aswell, one of the gods? Zeus. I try and make a large lightning bolt in my hand, but get a blue glow and a few sparks. I don't even know how to shapeshift! I'll just do it later.

"So who IS my dreamguide?" I ask
Mum starts talking about something strange - about how when someone is sick, there is an association people make with them within society. She's rummaging through a small box, and I see a pillow with an apple sticker with "Sick - Sam" written on it - probably from my cousin being sick here sometime. Is that what she's talking about? I still don't understand. I end up holding my luggage bag - what dad was searching for over the edge of his bed - my trick or treat gift. I use the texture of the leather on the handle to stabilise while I talk. I didn't look in the bag.
"Who is my dreamguide?" I ask again.
"Well, you've been told.. me, cats," my Dad replies
"Yeah, uh.."
"Old Man Fudd" - a reference to the Simpsons music teacher - that's not his name.
"And who else, I can't remember! I can't remember!"

The dream instantly dissapears as I wake up drawing a sharp gasp.

The messages in this dream were quite confusing. I'm not sure what to think of it. I've always thought of my cats as highly spiritual beings, but I've never thought of them as helping me with my dreaming. My father isn't my dreamguide, but has led me spiritually throughout my life.

The music teacher, with greying hair is interesting though. In the last lucid before this, I became lucid after an older man, in a police car yelled out to me 'Isn't this weird, Alex?!' When I think back through my dreams, I can note significance of an older man. He was there when I questioned my dad if I could learn to fly, he was there when I landed from my first power slide, he was there when I met Alex for the second time. I feel that he could play a significant role in my dreams, though I haven't spoken to him more than once. I will continue to find my dream guide, speak to Alex again and find out more about this old man.

06.08.2011

String of Lucid Dreams - 12-13-14 (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had just changed from my school to my friend's school, though the dream actually took place at my school. I was getting accustomed to a new group of friends, and Hamish convinced me to leave during recess and go out of the school.

We climbed through a fence, and started walking down the street when Hamish said 'Shit! That's the principal's car!' We started running back towards the school as fast as we could. I got back in the gate and walked back up to the group. I asked Dunstan what he'd done, his hand was swolen, he said he'd broken his knuckle. We were standing in a circle beside a tree close to the fence line.

I asked fOrceez where his group sits, but I don't think I was ever shown.

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I wake up and want to write in my DJ. I roll over and open it, take out my pen and go to write the date. What the, it's not the 31st, it's the 12th. I started writing when I noticed -wait, I'm in my bed. I was sleeping at fOrceez tonight. I looked up at my clock, it read 8 : 0~. I did a nose RC, aweosme! I sat up and rubbed my hands and the sheets on my bet, but when I got up my entire body felt top heavy again. I struggled against it and got up and out my door. I opened the door into my hallway, though it was a different version. Everything was poorly lit, with a green tinge. It was hot, and muggy. I felt as though I was in a chinese seafood market. WHOA. My head tilted to the side very quickly, I stumbled, fell down and woke up.

I layed in my bed and did visualisations as I fell back to sleep. I ended up without a dream around me, floating in the void. For the first time ever I imagined a dream scene, I believe it was a beach, in which I was able to simply step into. I remember doing the nose RC in the dream. Yes! I'm lucid! WHOA-

I wake up in a false awakening, in a room with fOrceez, his little brother and two of his brother's friends. We were all in the same room, there was a bed on each side of the room and then 3 mattresses in the middle. I got up and walked down the hallway and accidentally walked into fOrceez parents room, crap! I ran back to the room we were sleeping in and tripped and fell in through the doorway and woke everyone up. Some kid tried to elbow me in the balls, and I pushed him away.
I told fOrceez, "Dude, I just had a DILD and then a WILD!" I got excited and noticed the dream fading. I'm dreaming, shit! No! Don't collapse!

I woke up and stayed still and let my mind wonder. I started visualising. I was atop a cliff, looking over the edge and out at the stars. I look back over the edge and jump down. I free fall, feeling the air rush against my skin. I fall about half way down before I start to catch myself, and begin to float away.

This dream then faded into a non-lucid about being in a bird-zoo at night, I was being instructed by someone to use two axes - one in each hand- to kill as many birds as possible. I was just swinging wildly at birds and they'd disappear in a puff of feathers.

This night made me so proud, I was just so incredibly happy with it.

The House Party (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My family had a lot of people over, mostly relatives but I didn't recognise anyone. They were mostly old, there were women with greying hair who looked frail, and a couple of old men. We sat in the loungeroom and watched some sort of movie, with lots of food on the coffee table. I don't think I was very interested in the movie.

There was one man there I recognised - who looked like an older version of one of my ex's dads. I walked up to him and shook his hand, telling him I'd never mis-recognise someone from their family. There were two small dogs who I played with throughout the dream. I recall there being small clumps of dog hair under the coffee table, and we were suspicious that they had been fighting with the cats. I went and got one of the dogs from out in the family room, picked him up and bought him out into the family room. He was noticably scared of Kitty & Merlin.

It was time for everyone to leave, and they all left out the front door, and as I was left alone in the loungeroom, the dream fades to darkness.
I wake up in the loungeroom, alone. It's night, pitch black outside with lots of stars in the sky. The light is on in the loungeroom. Something seemed odd to me - but nothing in particular, I counted my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 wait - my fingers are branching off one another. I went to recount and my fingers just kept on generating and branching. Cool! I did a nose RC just incase - wow, I'm dreaming!"

I felt as though I was in a hurry, quickly I decided to try and teleport - imagining myself standing in the hallway. I was trying to do it too fast, and not trying properly and so I failed. I started looking for Dad again for some reason. I tried to summon him, I think and it failed. I then saw the reflection of him standing up wearing his cap out in the hallway from the window. I went to check and he wasn't there.

I realised how fast I was going and slowed down, stabilised. I grabbed the wall and touched it, looking around the room. The old TV cabinet was in the front window, and was also in the bar area where it used to be - cool. I wanted to use my sense of taste - and so I flick-summoned an apple into my hand. At first I couldn't feel it, but as I raised my hand up to my mouth I decided on a slice of apple instead of the whole thing. I took a bite, it was sweet and delicious, and made a satisfying crunch. I intensified the sweetness using my mind.

My eyes started to feel tired, and I noticed they had sleep in them. I noted that I had better not shut my eyes too much or I ran the risk of waking up. I simply scratched at the sleep with my fingernails, but at one point did shut my eyes. As I opened them, my eyelids opened in real life, and I was fully awake. Oops.

It was the beginning of a nightmare - I walked out of my bedroom to find my school janitor, Frank, and another older man I don't recognise standing in my back room. He was old, with greying hair and a beard, wearing tattered clothing. They were walking really, really slowly. I was confused and scared, I went to tell dad.

I found him in the office sitting on his computer. "Dad, Frank is in the back room!... wait, why would frank be in the back room... I must be dreaming!" I didn't RC, I was sure I was dreaming and the only thing on my mind was making this DC disappear.

I went to the kitchen and looked at the back room, the second older man was gone but Frank remained and he was MAD. He started to throw knives at me, but I dodged them all. I picked one up and threw it weakly at him, it didn't even reach him. I then picked up 2 or 3 knives with telekenesis and launched them at him, lodging them in his chest. He didn't even flinch. I went out to the back room and we started having a fist fight, but my hits were doing nothing to him. I grabbed a water bottle and poured water all over the floor and proceeded to gather it all onto Frank and freeze it. He kept moving, walking towards me, and I made it colder and colder and colder. Finally, I punched him in the jaw with a right hook and shattered parts of his chin.

We then, stopped. I can't remember why, but Frank was gone even though I didn't win; I knew he could have overpowered me. I looked back over the counter and there stood a man who looked a lot like Morgan Freeman, writing in a notepad, he had an angry presence about him, and disappeared. I then started to think about my lucid goals, right! DG! Find my DG, find my DG. I took off a jumper I was wearing, and while it was over my head, in the blackness of the dream I decided to try and teleport. I wanted to go to Hawaii, so I pictured a beach, with me standing next to the water, and a sailing boat floating by.

My teleportation wasn't successful, I didn't get an image to form around me like I had hoped. I thought about how I could meditate in this darkness, this void, just floating in nothingness for a long, long time. I was rushed though, I didn't want the dream to fade. I finished taking off my jumper and ended up lying on the floor of the kitchen. I stood up and the dream started to fade.

I tried to DEILD, and awoke to two REALLY loud barking noises.

This was another really long dream, but I don't remember any of the beginning.

I had to help her, I had to find her and talk to her. There was a girl, she was never allowed out of her house to see anyone. I can't remember how I managed it, but I clearly remember the end.
I was with Cameron, it was night. I looked over a picket fence, and I saw her in her backyard. There was a tall tree to the right of the yard, the entrance to her house on the left and a seat for 3-4 in the middle. I jumped over the fence, struck by the scene. The whole backyard glowed softly, with only darkness surrounding it. I found her and sat down with her, of course the first thing we did was kiss. She was reluctant at first, but then she kissed me, and sat on my lap. I didn't want to do anything other than kiss her and talk, but it seemed she wanted more from me somehow. I don't remember what she looks like, only that she was short, and had curly hair and pale white skin, but she felt really, really familiar...

Last night, my recall wasn't so great, because I'd been out to a party and been drinking. It did seem to influence the setting of my dream though, and I experienced tiredness within a dream for the first time. I didn't wake up after my first sleep cycle which is unusual for me, but I'm going to put that down to the alcohol.

I was at some kind of a massive sleepover at someone's house. They lived in an enormous mansion, and there was at least 20 people staying the night. This dream went for a really, really long time, though I don't remember much of it. I was sitting in a small, dark room which had loads of TV screens and gaming consoles mounted on the walls. A lot of people were in here playing games and talking, we were all sitting on stools. I remember being really tired; my eyes were sore and I was getting annoyed at Toby. Everyone got up, and started to go to bed. Michelle told me
"You need to catch some Z's"
Toby had just driven some car, and was talking about how he had changed his mind about how he didn't want to drive an old 'shitbox'.
When everyone started to leave to go to bed, I started to get quite nervous, thinking that as people went to sleep I'd be stuck not being able to get to sleep with people snoring, but I thought about how I could lie down and use WILD and meditation to get myself ready for sleep.

As I thought about that in the dream, my consciousness transitioned into my waking body. It took me a few seconds to realise that I was in bed, and asleep and not dreaming, but I immediately noticed that I was in SP. It was quite deep, and it felt wonderful as I stayed calm, let my breathing stay slow, and tried to just look into the darkness of my eyelids to transition into a DEILD. It eventually faded, and I rolled over and wrote down this dream.

This dream was really, really long! It felt like about 3-4 hours, even though I was only asleep for 45 minutes. There was also a lot of detail in this dream, but I forget big patches of it.

I had a bunch of friends over, including Jeremy. My house looked different, the front end which contains the living room seemed larger, and the furniture was in a position we used to have it years ago. We were all playing with electronics, and I think before that we were playing the Wii. Most of the lights were off, and we had some kind of device which made sparks. After touching the sparks, I instantly gained the ability to create sparks with my hands, rationalising it as static electricity. Jeremy also touched the device, and started shooting sparks at me.

We ran around the house in the dark, playing with sparks. Mine were a bright green, his were a bright blue (opposite to what they're supposed to be..) and we kept going until suddenly, they stopped working. Our friends had unplugged the device during some kind of event (not sure what happened?). I found an old hat from the primary school I went to, laying ontop of a small white cupboard that doesn't exist. I put it on, like the cool guy I am, when I heard a car pull up outside - my dad was home

I recognised the deep rumble of the engine, my dad had been dropped home by one of his old friends who drives a Mini Cooper S. I looked in the car, and it was full of hundreds of copies of the same book. It was a red hard cover book, with white print on the front which was yellowed with age. I remembered knowing what the book was, that it was some sort of book related dad used to be into, my mind created the idea that it was about Mini Coopers and I ignored it.

Suddenly, two small children, a boy and a girl ran across from my neighbor on the left side. They had just knocked and ran, and were running to their house. They lived on the neighboring house to me on the right side. The man who owned the house came out and chased the kids, and started yelling at them about how it wasn't funny, next to my house, while I walked back inside to find my friends.

There feels like there was a lot more in this dream, but these are the only parts I remember properly

EDIT: This morning I woke up and started discussing with dad about my lucid dream, and how wonderful it was to have had another one. We started talking about the infinite possibilities readily available in dreams, and the way those concepts apply to waking reality through a lot of the Eastern religions. After an hour or so, he went out to his room and bought back two books. As soon as I saw it, I recognized it and realized that it hadn't been a book about Mini Coopers. This book was "The Path Of The Masters".

It was very late at night, everything was very dark, and there was only small amounts of light projected from yellow lamps. It was some sort of sleep over to get together and try and improve our lucid powers, or something of the sort. The room was large, had a slanted roof, and there were bunk beds. Two of the teachers from my school came in and yelled at us for trying it, and telling us that it was a bad idea and irresponsible. I then remember being scared of something dark, like a shadow in my hallway which was just outside the room. I think this connects to the next dream, somehow. There is a large gap missing, though.

There was some kind of tournament about water guns and toys. The beginning of this is missing to me, but I know we were completing challenges of some sort. We were standing a platform like a bridge, over the top of a large pool, illuminated with green pool lights. I believe the objective of this test was to jump off the bridge and into the water (I remember SOMEONE jumping into the water). Watto or Toby was spending the time here with Michelle, who was dating someone else at the time, and the other was quite angry about it, and stormed off in the other direction, to my right, away from the edge of the platform. I don't remember jumping in, I think I loitered here for a while. The dream skips, and I have glimpses of walking a long a very dark field of grass. It reminds me a lot of school camp a few years ago.

The dream skips again, and now it is day, almost as though it was morning, the sun was shining through the trees very nicely. It was reminiscent of my friend Cameron's backyard, but slightly different. Everyone had waterguns, and were spraying each other with them. Even though it was morning, the water wasn't cold, and was quite pleasant. A lot of people were there, and Hamish sprayed me in the face with a large gun, or the hose. Jake thought he had a watergun, but turned out he had found a lawn sprinkler instead, and everyone laughed. This is where the dream ends.


Starting to notice a lot of my dreams contain references to water, perhaps a possible dream sign.

In the time I was having this dream, my friend f0rceez became lucid for the first time, and managed to teleport to me in his dream by thinking about my aura the way Hyu described. He found me standing next to a brick wall, with Toby, one of the people in my dream, who walked away when he arrived. He held his hand over his face to cover one eye, to draw my attention to the image of an eye, the symbol I use to remind myself to RC. I simply laughed at him, in his dream.

The image of the brick wall also appeared in my other friend's first lucid dream when they tried to find me, and I woke up that night with no recall of a dream, but the image of a brick in my mind.

Can anyone offer some advice as to what the brick wall may represent? I've been worried about having 2 days of no recall, and going 12 days without a lucid dream, but the wall appearing in two people's dreams associated with me? Perhaps I need to break it down.

Last night a lot of my dreams focused around my school, most of them based at night. These are the various dreams I remember, though I'm not sure where they separate and where the others begin.
My class was working on some sort of a math problem, involving a map, or a street directory. We worked for a while on this question, and eventually figured out from a picture, and the map where my maths teacher lived. My vision then skipped to a first person view, standing infront of a mid-size boat, in a drive way on a cloudy day. It was under some sort of tin roof that covered the drive way, and I think the ground was pebble-crete.
I then return to the classroom, where my maths teacher said
"Gee, I really need to get my son to change his profile picture"

My next dream occurs in another room in the same block. The SRC was having some sort of a large party in the class room, organised by my favorite science teacher. It was night again, very dark outside, and perhaps raining.This would match the weather of last night, raining the entire night, loved it! I walked into the classroom, even though I'm not part of the SRC, sat down and ate some of their food and talked to the people there. I remember the teacher being okay with me there, but I think I decided to leave anyway.

Next memory picks up in another class room, again in the same block, at night, dark and raining. We're in science, watching a video on a TV in the corner of the classroom. The lights are off, and the light comes from the TV. The video is about sex education, but was terribly incorrect. I remember at the end of the video it described the g-spot as some form of living organism, like a flea or a flat beetle, and showed a picture in x-ray colours of the beetle. I remember thinking about "Haha, I remember that little guy!"

As the video ended, I woke up, but transitioned very slowly. If I had remembered when I realised I was awake, and not dreaming anymore, I would have layed still and tried to DEILD. Instead I realised I had moved, and began writing in my DJ about these dreams.