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    1. 11 June: alien VR simulation

      by , 06-11-2014 at 10:32 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      At some community by the sea, maybe on vacation. I don't fit in, people of my age don't get along with me, find me weirdo.
      One day while everybody is outside for some kind of town celebration, I am in a cellar, looking for something or also a bit hiding out. That's when I have a close encounter with a kind of dragon eel. I disturb its hiding place and it attacks me. I escape barely and the weird beast disappears. But nobody believes me when I tell the story.
      The next day the whole town is under a dome and people talk about aliens. Eventually some turn to me asking me about my encounter with the alien eel, but there's not much I can say about it. Some days after, we wake up to find we're no longer in a glass dome under the sun, but in a rusty metallic enclosure, as if the entire town had been teleported to inside a giant warehouse or ship. By then people were freaking out and kept coming to me to ask questions I could not answer.
      Some other day, we got back to see the sun and apparently were freed, but it happened that I had caught a glimpse of something, no one else had seen. I saw the moment of transition and I knew we had not been beam up back home, we had been plugged into a VR simulation. I guessed either they gassed us to put us unconscious and plugged us in individually to the simulation (like in the matrix) or they had means to telepathically plunge us into a VR world. Either way, I seemed to be the only one aware of it. No one else had picked up the transition moment or, once again, believed in me.
      I notice that a new face appears among us. It's a lady I haven't seen before and I am sure she is one of the ďothersĒ, whoever ďtheyĒ are. She comes to me. She confesses she is one of the aliens. She also explains she is merely using a human avatar to blend in and confirms we are in a VR simulation. She wants to help. She explains her people kidnapped us and keep us in this high-tech zoo, just as we would keep earth animals in a zoo, for entertainment and research. But she belongs to a small group of activists who understand we are intelligent and sensible beings and who defend our rights. She wants to help me by bringing me along to their assembly, to present our case and to prove that we should be set free.
      I wonder how we can do that, but she explains they don't really meet physically, they do it telepathically, in a sort of shared dream environment and she can grant me access to it. Because I don't even know how they look like and everything would just look incomprehensible to me, she makes a kind of filter so that I see things through my expectations of a human like world. So when we enter this meeting place, to me it looks like an auditorium where hundreds of people gather. There's a group presiding the session and different groups seem to present petitions or motions to them. Then they seat down, but when I turn to my friend to ask what I should do, people are already getting up of their chairs. I'm confused. She tells me that since everything is shared telepathically, stuff happen instantly, as soon as a motion is presented, everybody knows what's in it and vote and decisions are made. I just could not pick it up since I don't have such developed capacities. But she says now is the time to come out and reveal myself and present my case. Which I do in a loud, chaotic way. At first they just look at me, emotionless, and many turn away, ignoring me. Others stay in place, but still showing no emotion. Don't know what else to say to convince them. In panic, I start to sing. More heads turn, their faces start to change, at last I get reactions. They are a species who does not know much emotion, they are rational, effective, but since ages they have lost their creativity and passion. They no longer have music or other arts. As I continue singing, I start conquering new adepts, intrigued by this thing that is affecting them. I start to feel that maybe we'll have a chance after all...

      Updated 06-11-2014 at 10:40 PM by 34880

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      non-lucid
    2. 23 Oct: Dream within dream, sex with unknown LDer & meeting my guru

      by , 10-31-2010 at 07:07 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      21:30 GMT Ė sleep

      Japanese stuff again
      Remember anime girls, kimonos and being in some sort of wooden kiosk, asking for directions

      22:30 GMT

      Dream within a dream
      With mom, aunts and uncles at my father-side grandmaís house. Telling mom to hush cause others were asleep. I go to front door and Iím thinking of how I had so many dreams (usually nightmares) about this house and this door (not able to close it when a werewolf or thieves or ghosts were coming, etc). But now that it is just fine, I close it, I lock it and consider Iím putting a stone over this ridiculous fear I had. Then I go to sleep and I have a dream within a dream.
      As I lay down on the dream-bed I think about Nighthawk and how I should invite him to go out some of these days. I visualize ourselves going to the movies, holding his hand. Then I fall asleep in the dream and I dream Iím really at the cinema. He is not there but I recognize many other people in the audience, including his brother. I engage in conversation with some persons nearby and then try to say hello but he is some rows to the front.


      Sex with unknown lucid dreamer
      Then the cinema auditorium transforms into a cliff with carved platforms serving as rows. First I feel vertigo, but then I become lucid and loose fear. I have the feeling other DCs are actually dreamers and I sense that some are even lucid to.
      I cooperate with someone by sending objects through the air by telekinesis. Then I meet this guy who is showing me proudly some trees he created Ė they are beautifully arranged, almost like a forest ikebana. He also feels melancholic because he is aware theyíll only exist as long the dream takes place, but that ephemerality only makes it more beautiful. We vibrate at same wavelength and we connect immediately and I feel crazy attracted to him, so we end up making out and it evolves into hot steamy sex. Noticed that he had captivating eyes and a really deep look.


      2:50 GMT

      Meeting my guru
      On some huge empty building with pink walls and no one around. I am lucid and playing some tricks like swelling the walls or closing them in. When I closed the walls in I saw movement through the tiny slit left between them and I open them again to see what is on the other side. Itís just a tiny rat but then I also see mirrors, lots of mirrors, which werenít there before. I see my face reflected in detail, but then the mirror becomes non-reflective and my image becomes just a blur. I look for another mirror but before facing it I think about what I want to do so I can jump through it right away. I remember I wish to meet my main guru again. When I jump through the mirror I feel the dream fading, but I hold on and then I find myself in a similar building, but this time it is full of people. I go around and ask people if they saw my master. Many donít know but one guys points vaguely ahead. I then find a young Tibetan monk but he doesnít speak a word of English. I keep going to end of the corridor and then turn right to another corridor. Then I find a room with 3 people sleeping on mattresses on the floor (futon-like). I hear some muttered words in German between 2 people there and then realise the 3rd person is my guru. He raises his head, looking sleepy and surprised. ďHere again?Ē Ė he asks. I see his face and it is clearly him at the beginning but sometimes it flickers and becomes a bit different, so Iím not totally sure itís him or mind projection. He looks groggy so I say I didnít mean to disturb but really wanted to see him. I tell him Iíve been a very bad disciple but will do my best to compensate. Dream starts fading again, but I hold it.
      He lays down and I just lay down by his side, saying I will not bother him with questions for now, but just being there close to him, being able to touch his robes, is already good enough.
      Later when the sun has risen weíre outside with the two other persons that were also sleeping on the room (2 german ladies) and they are the three working with plants. My teacher is discoursing a lot of information about different species of plants they are tendering after and I just listen and watch. Then the dream fades.


      7:00 GMT Ė wake up
    3. 25 Sep: School dramas, Jared Leto and Mosh?

      by , 09-27-2010 at 11:13 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      Quite a long night...

      23:35 GMT Ė Sleep

      Clothes shop
      Iím with my mom on some kind of clothes shop or whatever. Thereís a long row of cabins for trying-out clothes. Iím on one undressing and she is pressing me to speed up. There are some guys around that are either watching us or pressuring us to go away (not clear).

      Rotten pumpkin
      Iím on some kind of yard and thereís a big tree in the middle. A group of guys, some I recognize, like Alfredo, who are sitting on some branches to my right side. Down on the ground Iím trying to get Alfredoís attention but some other guy appears and starts telling me I shouldnít waste my time on him. That he and this other guy who used to work with him are full of schemes. I tell him I know him well enough to know that much is just misunderstandings. Then this guy is on the left corner of the yard, where there were two big calabashes and picks one. As he squeezes it, telling me itís rotten, the content spills all over the floor and is a smelly gushy thing. I actually come closer... but then I donít remember what happened.

      Encounter with Mosh?
      Then Iím inside this big black truck. Some guy drove me over but right now weíre parked on the side of the road and he is outside doing something (maybe peeing?). Weíre on a semi-desert place, no houses, just sand around. As another big truck passes by us on the road, thereís a panel on the truck where a pink or red light starts blinking, like signalling the proximity of something and I realise itís this other big truck that just passed by. They signal the presence to each other. The guy on the other truck probably just saw the same signal on his truck and he breaks violently and makes a very fast U-turn.
      The guy who is with me also sees this and runs to ďourĒ truck. As the other guy parks they both meet outside and make quite a party for finding each other. I am now coming out of the truck and I realise I have feelings for this guy who is with me. I approach him by his right side and kind of encircle him with my arms. Both guys are with shorts and a t-shirt and actually look very similar. Then the guy who arrived looks at me surprised, like asking who am I. And ďmyĒ guy says Iím his new girl friend. I donít recall he mentioning his or my name but then he clearly introduces me to his friend and says: ďThis is MoshĒ and Iím like "what? I know that name!"
      But Mosh is not really accepting me. He keeps looking sideways to me. Later we are on some building, looks like an office floor, people are running around working on something and Iím on some common living room on the end of some corridor, where thereís coffee machine and so on. Iím planning to make some coffee but then I see Mosh at the other end of the corridor, again not looking so friendly to me. Then he sends out this kind of energy blast that comes in my direction. Itís kind of transparent wave that is about to hit me, but I block it and it doesnít hit me or harm me. I tell him to please stop it, because he has no reasons to distrust me. He then steps back a little, maybe because ďmyĒ guy then appears and Mosh behaves better in front of his friend, and maybe also because his friend seems to fully trust me and even have feelings for me. Then we start making coffee and I climb some chair to get some toffees that are on some high shelf.


      3:50 GMT

      Fragment
      I am at a conference room with glass walls all around. I spot trees outside and think it looks like some room I've been at the European Parliament.

      Jumping over ponds
      I am now at some kind of amphitheatre and recall that Iíve seen this before and think I know whatís going to happen next, although I donít really recognise this from RL. I chose the place not on the auditorium but on some tables near the door, with chairs that actually sit me with my back to the stage and not really looking at it. I know someone will come and sit there to, someone that I must meet. The guy arrives and I tell him I was expecting him. We befriend and then we go outside. Thereís some patio with square ponds between large square stones and we have fun jumping over these ponds. Some other friends are joining us and then... (gap).

      Friend on airplane
      Itís now dark outside ad I talk to some people (I think the group from before) when I see this airplane flying over our heads. It is low enough that I can its windows and I notice the windows are open, as if it was a car and people are leaning over to see outside. I see among the persons, my Italian friend Antůnio. I ask my friends to excuse me but I have to go talk to him. So I lift off and fly to meet him. The plane landed on some sky platform and I meet my friend there. He sees me and comes to me but has to stay behind some barrier, separating us. I ask him how he is and howís is life going since last time we spoke. He is wearing eye-liner and is not very talkative. He just smiles, says everythingís fin and that he must now leave. I tell him my mom says hi to him and then he turns away.

      Underground kitchen
      When coming down again, I land inside some underground kitchen and I see two black girls very busy cooking. I try not to disturb them and look for an exit. But the youngest one spots me and gets really pissed off. She chases me around, looking angry and I tell her to please just point me the way out and I will leave. But she doesnít. Then the older one comes in my rescue and tells the other she is being stupid. She had actually blocked the door, so I donít see it, just to scare me out. Still, when I finally see the door, I donít go out. The older girl allows me to stay and I sit in a corner, like under some table, with a box of crayons. I draw Harry Potter or some other character from the story and soon I realise thereís a lot of people gathered around mocking me for drawing this. I donít understand whatís the fuss and I say ďwhy not? I even like Harry Potter. Me and half of the worldís population. Donít you? At all?Ē. And then everybody goes quiet and leaves me alone.

      5:30 GMT

      High-school gym
      Iím on some high-school and I see a gym just in front of me. For some reason Iím planning to go up a ramp on my right side but as I start going up I change my mind and instead enter the gym.
      Thereís some basketball game going on and I just walk around the field, watching it. I see some familiar faces from my high-school and I poke a fat guy who was my colleague since primary school. But somehow I scared him and he bumped with his head against some obstacle. He starts crying out loud why am I so evil, why did I hit me and so on. I feel that he is crazy, but people seem to believe him. Then another girl also starts complaining saying i also hurt her some other day and everybody is now looking angry at me that Iím such a bitch. The interesting thing is that I start believing them and soon I am also crying and asking their forgiveness. I know I didnít do it on purpose, that Iím not really evil, but they convinced me I actually hurt them (although Iím sure it was accidentally).


      Fragment
      Iím going back to a hostel Iím staying in and being followed by a guy. I think he is angry at me and wants to harm me, but no. When we arrive there he just asks me if I stay longer or leave. He wants to ask me something or needs something from me.

      Hairdresser, grilled-burgers and Jared Leto
      Iím sitting on some hairdresser or something and a guy is cutting my hair, not much, just making some hairstyle. I look into the mirror and I have long, long blond yellow hair. My face is my RL face and in fact doesnít look so bad with this hair. I then see my boyfriend there and ask him if he is ok with this hair. He is happy, at least is long as I used to have it before. He doesnít even care if itís blond.
      Then I see some pics on the wall, like celebrity pics and recognize one as being a high-school colleague and the other is Jared Leto. Then my friend Rita comes along and says ďNo way, if thereís pics of these guys here, Iím surely on some of the pics too!Ē I ask her why and she tells me she used to hang around with them. And we indeed find 2 or 3 pics with her on. She tells me she can introduce me to them and I accept.
      Meanwhile this hairdresser is having fun Ė he has developed a prank spray. It works like this: he sprays peopleís hair with it, it forms a kind of layer that gives hair a wet look, but later on when the person is on the street, the water layer collapses and showers down peopleís face and shoulders. He just did it to a costumer and itís quite fun when it bursts.
      So then I go with Rita to meet her celebrity friends and we end up on this grill-restaurant Ė looks quite low level Ė and these two guys are inside ordering from the menu. I hesitate going inside, because they have all sorts of dead animals in line to grill. A big octopus rolled up around two sticks is the next to be grilled.
      I stay outside where a guy is working for this restaurant grilling burgers to passing by people. I ask him if he has any veggie option and he looks at me as if Iím crazy. I wasnít expecting a yes just wanted to bring his attention to the possibility.
      Then I give him some tips and he actually goes get the vegetables and makes really yummy veggie burgers that start attracting lots of people. In 5 minutes he is totally surrounded by people devouring his delicious creations and he feels like he just discovered his vocation. Iím happy for him.


      7:00 GMT

      Fragments
      Iím brooming my home but soon realise Iím not getting it clean so I grab the vaccum cleaner but it gets blocked by pieces of foam all the time.

      I remember washing my teeth with a key (the safe deposit key type, flat and square). Because it has a square surface with reliefs, I found it quite efficient to clean my teeth.


      My old primary school
      I am outside my old primary school, which left me a lot of nostalgia and is now transformed into private housing and hence I have no access to it for visiting. [in RL to] I see the old principal of the school. He now has his workshop and tools stored outside on the street, since he lost his school. I also see they covered the lovely terrace where we used to have our gym. Not even possible to look inside as thereís no windows. I feel sad.

      9:00 GMT Ė Wake up

      Updated 09-27-2010 at 11:21 AM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. 27 August - 5 dreams (1 reverse-lucid, 2 false awakenings)

      by , 08-27-2010 at 04:57 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was so exhausted yesterday that I knew I would not do much dream recall this night. I actually woke up in the middle of the night, with dreams floating in my mind, but I just couldn’t care less and turned to the other side to go back to sleep. In the morning I was feeling a bit more refreshed and wrote down a few, especially because they were one of a kind.


      22:30 GMT - Sleep

      1 wake up, recorded no dreams


      5:00 GMT – 2nd wake up

      Dentist waiting room and cinema
      I’m with my mother on the waiting room of a doctor’s office (I think the dentist) and for some reason to have an appointment we need to have a key (?). My memory fails me a bit on this part, but I think for some reason they didn’t want to give us a key – maybe the key was the equivalent of making an appointment, maybe they didn’t want to give us one, because they had the agenda full? Anyway, I think my mother got to steal two keys without them noticing and we just left all happy with the achievement. Then she invites me to go somewhere, like the cinema, which I think is a great idea, but I am worried that my light summer clothes will be uncomfortable when we leave the cinema to the cold night.

      Performative arts camp
      I enter a bus full of youngsters. We are on a trip to somewhere. I don’t know anybody. They are clearly from different countries and nationalities but not one looks welcoming to me. I look for an empty seat and I found one by the aisle by the side of two other girls (there’s 3 seats on each side of the corridor, like in an airplane). The chair in front is reclined and I have very little space to fit. I have a black backpack in my lap and it’s really cool because it has a flexible screen on it, showing continuously the Matrix code animation. That seems to attract some attention, but still, nobody gets friendly with me.
      We all get out at some kind of camp and soon I realise it’s like an artistic camp. We have an auditorium and some kids are rehearsing a play, others sing and I just wonder what am I doing there, since I have no artistic talent. But I see other youngsters also looking a bit lost, so I chill, thinking I should not worry and should just watch and go with the flow.
      Then a girl makes a dramatic entrance in the auditorium. It’s C.L., a friend from my childhood and my neighbour for many years. She was always a drama queen, so this suits her. She is wearing a very theatrical dress, like a wedding gown but with splashes of colour. She is singing and heads to the stage where she makes some theatrical show.


      James Bond emotional
      Then I have a strange dream that I am watching a James Bond movie (but the movie is like floating in the air, because there’s no TV). By my side is my dad sleeping – he always falls asleep watching movies. But in this James Bond instead of the action, sex and espionage, Bond is having a candid conversation with his father and it all gets very emotional. The even weirdest part is that meanwhile my father has awaken and is crying because of the movie. I feel doubly eerie with so much strangeness and this leads me to awake. I wake up in my bed and someone is by my side. But instead of my boyfriend it is still my father that is sleeping there. What? I take some time before I understand I’m still dreaming, then I really wake up (I hope).


      6:30 GMT – 3rd waking

      Toilet drama (again) and a fake enlightenment
      I woke up, wrote down my dreams and apparently I’m still awake and I go to the toilet before going back to sleep. The toilet is totally different from the toilet in my (real) home, but I don’t notice that at all. I feel totally comfortable with this version of it, as if I have used it my entire life. I just notice after using it that the flushing is not working. I check the cistern and it’s dripping water. I try to discharge at least some water but it really isn’t working, so I try to take the cistern cap to check the mechanism and eventually fix it (did it many times), but the thing is seriously jammed and I stupidly put my foot on the toilet seat to push and I end up with my foot inside the toilet, with the water, urine and mushy toilet paper all around my foot. Yuck!!!
      I am disgusted and I think to myself – “My god, the shit that happens in my dreams is starting to happen in RL!”
      [Usually in my dreams I get lucid because I simply know that I’m having a dream - no need for dream signs or reality checks, it just happens. This time I had no idea I was having a dream. I was totally, absolutely convinced this was real.]

      So then I thought “It’s a good opportunity to practice reality checking. This way in my dreams I will remember to do it every time I’m on a toilet again facing yucky situations like this, as it recurrently happens.”
      So I decided to put my hand on the wall trying to go through it and I was absolutely amazed when my hand started to sink on the dissolving wall. I couldn’t believe it! It never actually occurred to me “After all, this is just a dream!” No! Instead I believed that I was actually manipulating real matter like in dreams – I was convinced I had had a little enlightenment! It felt awesome! It felt amazing! It felt... Ohhhh, now my face is also sinking in the wall! And all of a sudden I open my eyes and it’s just my hand and face sinking into the pillow... Oh, crap! What a disappointment...
      I really don't know if I should classify this as a lucid dream. It was more of a wrong-reality entrenchment, so I'll call it a reverse-lucid, but it had all the characteristics of a lucid dream. I was fully aware and conscious, I simply mistook that reality for this reality. Freaky.

      Warm snow
      I just had one more quick dream. It was early dawn, it was summer and I am at home. My father is staying there to. We both wake up because something strange is happening outside. I go to the window and I see snow falling and coming through the window. There are a few people on the street also amazed at it. Everybody is in summer clothes, it feels warm and even the snow is just at ambient temperature. How can that be? I just have a quick thought that even climate change cannot cause warm snow in summer and that there must be more to it, something more bizarre. I start having a bit of lucidity and that's when I wake up again.


      7:30 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 08-27-2010 at 07:59 PM by 34880

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening