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    1. 18 Nov: Lisbon catastrophe, FAs

      by , 11-18-2012 at 02:30 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Dreaming about huge floods in Lisbon and a post-catastrophe scenario. There are no public transports or communications. No trains are circulating and there are guys offering rides to the north in very basic horse wagons outside the Santa Apolónia station. 20 people are sitting on a wagon which has no cover and no seats, but it's the only way to go back home or to go look for family members far away.

      A sequence of FAs. I wake up in my bed, I look at my bedroom door, all is so quiet. I doubt that I am really awake. I wake up again in my bed, I look at the door, my dad is calling for me, asking if I'm awake. Once again I doubt this is real, so I wake up again and there really isn't anybody and everything is quiet but I still have he feeling that I'm still dreaming. I'm confused, I decide to dream something else to get out of this circle.

      It seems that my dad (who sleeped over) did peak at my door to see if I was awake, but it was no different from the dreams in which there was nobody at the door. The two realities felt exactly the same, none more real than the other.
    2. 1 Oct: Guardians of the universe and Chichén-Itzá

      by , 10-02-2011 at 12:39 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      6:30

      Female guardians of the universe
      I am an agent of a universal force for harmony in the universe. My playground are the galaxies. I have fun dancing in the middle of some pretty planets orbiting a sun. I have no shape or size. I am formless.
      There is an inhabited planet somewhat similar to Jupiter and I grab it in my "immaterial" hands and play with it as if it is a ball. In the end I blow it up as if it is a balloon. It was time for it to go.
      Once in a while I take the form of living beings and I go among them for specific missions.
      This time I am supposed to come to planet Earth in the human form. I approach Earth and as I enter its atmosphere and fly over green fields, villages and people, I start adapting myself to the dimensions of the human realm. As I land on the ground, I materialize in a naked female body. I walk through the fields and I find a clothesline and grab a white sheet that was hanging to dry. There is a stone wall separating me from a road to the nearest town and I fly to the top of this wall as I wrap the sheet around me. I don't know there was a van with two guys inside it, right on the other side of the road. They see me appearing out of nowhere, semi-naked and flying away and their jaws drop. But I can't worry about them now.
      I arrive in the town and I somehow manage to rent a room in a kind of inn. It is a really nice place, full of artists and bohemians spending vacations in the countryside. There is a group of half a dozen sitting on the floor at the entrance of the inn, discussing cinema. I am looking for a particular group of researchers on that town, who are developing technology to control the elements, just as we, universal guardians, do. The danger with that is that the poor ignorant humans don't have the subtlety or the wisdom that we do and they risk causing massive disasters on their planet with this technology.
      Unfortunately, in the human form, I don't have the power of omniscience, so I have to investigate as a human would. I wander around and ask some questions, knock on some doors.
      I am getting closer and closer to the right people, when one day returning to the inn, I notice a woman at the living room/library with a strange energy signature. She tries to deceive me, pretending to be someone she's not,
      but I she is a demon which is there to sabotage my mission. She is just trying to get me on a moment of distraction, but I know exactly what she is and don't let my guard down. She finally attacks me and I fly to the ceiling to escape. Her neck extends and her mouth opens, showing shark-like teeth. She almost bites me, but I do evasive maneuvers. She is a though demon and I have a really hard time escaping her attacks. I don't feel so lucky and I don't see how am I going to escape. But then I have a single opportunity, when some movie projector lights up by accident and she is blinded by the light for a second. I strike her a blow with a powerful magic spear and she dematerializes. She is not "dead", I will see her again, but she is gone for now.
      Next day, I finally find the scientists, at the exact moment when they are turning their machine on for the first test experiment. The town was struggling with lack of water and they go to a nearby spring, from where water should be flowing in a cascade, but there's only a very small stream. They program the machine to generate a flow of water to the town, but it goes horribly wrong and they create an unstoppable destructive torrent. I knew it...
      They are dragged by the water and the town is flooded violently, but I stop it soon after, so the damages are restricted and no one actually dies. One of the scientists saw me and realized what I had done. When everybody is recovering from the shock, trying to figure out what just happened, he comes to me and he offers me cake at his house. I find it funny and accept. His house was flooded, but he still sets a table and prepares a tea. He asks me who or what I am. I don't reply, I just smile and he tells me to thank my boss. I say "My boss?" and he says "Yes, the lady in charge. Thank her for having sent you to protect us." I laugh. "How do you know she's a lady?" He replies "She can only be a lady!"
      I agree with him, we are indeed what you could call "female energy" beings.


      8:00

      Chichén-Itzá
      As I fell asleep I started dreaming right away and I was like "Cool!!! I'm having a WILD!". I am at some village and I fly up in the air to see from above where exactly I am. Amazingly, it looks a lot like Yucatán in Mexico, so I am on the good track. There is the ocean to my left and small to not so small towns, interspersed with hills and forests. But where is Chichén-Itzá? Should I teleport or look around? I decide to look around. I fly very fast, hoping to see it sneaking behind some trees, but I'm not having any luck, so I stop again at a village to ask someone. I find another guy who is also looking for Chichén-Itzá. Stupidly, I forget to ask his name. We speak to some villagers and a family takes us across their house to the base of a hill on their backyard. They point us a way they say is a shortcut to there, going through some other archaeological site.
      We have to jump over a metallic fence. We find a giant Mayan head sculpted in a rock wall. It is gorgeous! My companion notices that it has a sculpted necklace with encrusted diamonds. Then I notice, there is a group of about 10 guys who seem to be there to steal the diamonds. They see us and they attack us. I have no time for this, so I just fly to the top of the giant head to keep going up hill, but my companion doesn't do the same and he stays behind fighting 10 guys. I find that inconvenient, but I feel I should help him. A bit upset I go down there to rescue him. I just grab him by the shirt and fly away with him. No time to fight bandits. Just behind the Mayan head, we find an entrance to some underground structure. Once inside it, I have the impression this is a subterranean pyramid. With luck, it may well be an underground entrance to Chichén-Itzá. I go up several floors, hopeful to reach the surface. I start calling for WakingNomad and WhiteRain! I wish that they come to meet me here!
      The stairs become increasingly steep, until we come across some old couple who is blocking some narrow wooden stairs, afraid of continuing either up or down. I help them coming down a few steps and my companion helps them the rest of the way down and I don't see him again. I hear voices on the upper floor and rush up into it. I see two guys on the opposite side of the room. One disappears in the back of some wall and the other comes in my direction. I ask him if he is WakingNomad, because he kinda looked like him and he says "Sorry, no!" and leaves. There's one last set of stairs to the last floor. I realize that the last floor is probably the beacon room on top of the pyramid, with exits to the outside and I am decided to go there, light up the beacon and keep sending calls for my dream partners to meet me there.
      As I put my foot on the first step, someone appears at the top of the stairs: it is George W. Bush Jr, pointing a black revolver at me. I laugh, but he has a smirk on his face like he is dead serious. I ask him "Why the hell are you wearing that avatar? You're not Bush." and the guy says I'm right and transforms into a regular looking guy, but still pointing the gun at me. He says he won't allow anyone to go upstairs and he'll shoot whoever tries. I tell him that's not cool and it's totally unnecessary. I tell him we're supposed to be having fun with this game and that there's so much more he could be doing to amuse himself than shooting dreamers. He looks at me with a sick smile on his face and he says "Yeah, I can actually think of a few things I wouldn't mind doing with you!" Then he grabs me and sits with me on his lap. He asks me if I wanna have fun with him.
      [warning: sexual content ahead] I feel undecided: at first he kinda disgusted me, but now he starts feeling familiar to me (I wonder who he really is). He fondles my crotch and unzips my pants. He gives me pleasure. I let myself go. He undresses my pants and underpants. He starts doing oral sex to me. I totally surrender.
      At the end, I noticed there were two new figures in the room with us, but I was waking up and can't say anything about them.

      8:40

      Updated 10-03-2011 at 05:03 PM by 34880

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. 23 Sep: Life and death and other horrors

      by , 09-27-2010 at 09:40 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


      23:00 GMT – Sleep

      Preparing travel
      I’m organizing something, like a travel and comparing different places/venues. I’m on a tall building and then I’m looking through the window because there’s something going on down there on the street.

      Kids dancing
      I’m with my mom and she’s helping me out with something. We go out and when arriving at her building’s door, a bunch of kids from school next door are putting some show on (actually rehearsing it) in the square in front of school. They are dancing samba in pairs. Strangely my younger cousin J. Is among them, although by now he is already too old for this, but I still see him as a kid. He sees us and feels embarrassed that we also see him.

      Vanity
      I’m going out with some group of colleagues from school. I see myself in a mirror and I look really cute, with short hair and a blue scarf on my head. Still I take some time to adjust the scarf several times to be just perfect.

      3:20 GMT

      Scary grandma’s house
      I’m with mom at my paternal grandma’s house. We’re taking clothes from the clothesline outside. The weather is changing rapidly and really dark clouds are gathering in the sky above us. It gets really dark as night. My mom points to the bell tower close by, where we see this really creepy dark figure and we comment that maybe he’s some shadow, reflection but also that this place has always been a bit scary – we’re always seeing dark figures and feeling “presences” here. There’s another girl in the house and then a car also arrives and a guy comes out of it. Don’t remember what happens then.


      Life and death situations on the mountains
      I’m watching this reporter (like live on TV) in a pick up going down some dangerous road, with a cliff on his left side and I think he is not measuring the danger as he drives with only on hand at too high speed for the conditions of that road. Then of course he is thrown off the road, live on TV and everybody thinks he fell down the cliff, but then I’m transported into the place of the action and I realise he was incredibly lucky as the truck got stuck below on some rocks and we was able to get out and escape. Then I also realise he is with his wife and two kids on the truck and I am even more shocked at his irresponsibility.
      As I help them climb the cliff and we’re on top of it on the road, we are caught by a flood. It’s not yet too violent, but I see a bus being dragged by the water down the road and I also see this black baby girl in the middle of the way. I just have time to grab her and get her out of the way of the bus. She is so cute and I feel that this family I also just helped will adopt her in the nearby future. Then the kid in my arms becomes just a baby head (although perfectly alive) and I think about that being odd (but not enough to become lucid).


      Cat’s guts out
      I’m at some hotel room with friends, just settling in. We are reading this place’s rules and it says in summer we must use an outside common toilet instead of the room’s own toilet. We wonder why and think maybe in summer with the heat, it gets smelly and that’s why they advise to use the outside one.
      Anyway I go to the toilet and my cat is there. He doesn’t seem well. First he pukes and then his head’s skin starts to open from his left eye, leaving his skull and eyeball exposed. I try to keep it closed but it keeps opening more and more. I’m starting to freak out. Then pus is coming out. Then when the ripped skin is already down his back, his internal organs start bloating and coming out. Still the cat is moving, not looking healthy but also not dying. I somehow don’t accept that this is really happening so another healthy version of the cat appears and
      I see the two together and realise I’m dreaming. I feel relieved. Then I think about what to do with lucidity and stupidly I wake up.

      6:30 GMT – Wake up
    4. 20 Sep: Mother love, sex and a epic flood

      by , 09-24-2010 at 07:34 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      0:00 GMT – Sleep

      Fragment: - Something about people getting a tour around the European Parliament

      3:50 GMT

      Mother unlove
      I am at the square just by the end of the ramp that goes to my mom’s house. [My mom had told me that police goes often around this area and she even heard shots one day.] On the dream I look at all houses, and feel that this specific one in the middle is where the troubles are coming from. Then I see this Saudi Arabian (sorry to the Saudi Arabians, don’t mean to insult, this is clearly prejudice) peeking through a semi-open door. He sees me and looks at me in a way I can’t distinguish if he’s threatening me or flirting with me. But anyway I decide not to stay around to figure out.
      I go up the ramp and realise I’m wearing my ugliest pijama
      [which I don’t even have anymore] and floating in a really strange way – if anybody sees me, will think I’m such a freak, but if in the past I would feel totally embarrassed, now I just try not to care. Instead I think how awesome is the contortionism I am doing. I look like some alien animal.
      I arrive at my mom’s building and check the mail box, trying to hurry before someone else comes
      [a recurrent dream for years]. Then outside I see this weird baby crawling on the pavement. It has the body of a baby, but the head of an older little girl who already talks. I pick her up and ask her what’s she doing here alone. She then tells me her mother totally ignores her. She loves her but has made vows to just cuddle her and give her care after she is baptised, so this baby girl never received mother love. I find that really stupid. I take care of her until parents arrive [also a recurrent dream] and think her mother will be upset that I’m being loving towards her baby. But she is cool about it. She doesn’t mind others do it, she just doesn’t. I then see it from the mother’s perspective and realise what a great detachment practice she is doing and I even admire her for her strength, but still I don’t think it’s fair for the baby.

      Sex everyday
      My boyfriend then appears and I talk to him about this previous dream baby-mother story. Then he informs me about some letter he received (from some girl, I presume) and he asks me if I feel jealous. I say I am ok, I trust him. Then he says he was with this guy from work who cannot be one day without sex and was freaking out because he skipped one day. He told me he had told him he had to be joking. He explained how for example he doesn’t see me for prolonged periods of time and he doesn’t freak out about it. And the other guy told him it wasn’t healthy not to have sex everyday and that he should have a backup for when I’m not around. Then I started looking at him a bit annoyed, not knowing why he was bringing this conversation up. Did he intend to tell me something?

      4:30 GMT

      Epic flood
      I am part of a research team that is predicting extreme weather events. At the moment there’s a catastrophic drought where we are but we predict that a huge flood, of biblical proportions. Then the head scientist goes nuts and decides to leave the team to build an ark. But not like the naïve Noah’s ark, it’s a fully equipped, ultra-modern submarine. At some point we all get involved in helping. He is building it on top of this canyon, which used to be a riverbed and is now a completely dry valley. People have settled houses on its bottom and we predict that it will be flooded and all the people will die if they don’t get out of there. Then one day, when the sub is ready, just needing minor adjustments, I see this gigantic wall of water wiping through the valley and people running and screaming, but they stand no chance.
      Only a few who were around the sub - many curious people have come to see it regularly and kids play inside it – they have a chance to escape but we have to close the doors, because we cannot get them all inside and also there’s no time. Three kids who were playing inside get separated from their parents who got stuck outside. The parents are knocking on the door and looking through a window, desperately trying to get in. But I can’t open or we all die. At least the kids are inside. Then I worry, when the water hits us, that some door I was working on, still needed a few adjustments and might not cope with the pressure, but so far is holding.
      Then starts a social experiment inside the sub. After some time locked inside it, people start to reveal what’s really inside them. For example, there’s this black guy who has been harassed by two different girls who feel attracted to him. But he is not interested at all. They keep pushing, they even seduce him together, but he really doesn’t care about them. Then another black guy, shorter and much more extroverted, thinks he has the solution to his problem. He goes to his room when he is resting on the bed, pulls of his pants – the other guy offers resistance, but not very convincing – and then performs fellatio on him who is fully erect and clearly enjoying. Still, he feels so embarrassed that he kicks the shorter guy out of the room. Then he becomes very quiet and unsocial, not accepting what has become clear to him.
      There’s also this guy who is in love with these two girls who tried seducing the black guy. He is talking about this with some friends on the common room – the black guy is sitting on the back, looking to the floor – and he asks his friends what they think about that. Then one replies amused that as long as all the people involved agree on that, there’s absolutely no problem. The social constraints went down the drain with the flood, inside the sub all that matters is that everybody is happy and lives love freely. Then he raises his voice a bit so the black guy can also hear, that everybody is cool about everybody else’s choices, no matter whether is to love 2 persons or someone of the same sex.


      8:30 GMT – Wake up
    5. 30 Aug: time travel and karma

      by , 08-31-2010 at 05:26 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      23:20 GMT - Sleep

      Continuation of my day
      I had some dream that was prolongation of my day. I had been with some Buddhist friends, doing some practices and then we had a dinner party. So I dreamt about it with some dream twists on it.

      2:39 GMT

      A very bad after party
      I am at some people’s house along with some others – I guess the dinner party from the dream before continued – and we have to sleep over. Unfortunately I am told I have to sleep in the kitchen floor over some blanket. If that wasn’t bad enough, the floor is inundated and I think to myself they must be crazy. So I leave the kitchen and guess what, I find a room with small beds, maybe of kids. Not the most comfy either, but better than a wet floor, so I lay down there, a bit upset that the house owners didn’t offer me that option. A friend of mine (G.T.) enters the room, also looking for a place to crash and I manage a way for him to also sleep there – I find some extra mattress or something. I think we had no blankets to cover and that we felt cold all night.

      Meeting a friend at some show
      I just have this image that I arrived at a place with long continuous concrete seats in rows and that I sat in a row behind this group of people, which then I realised was my friend R. and her family. I think we were watching some show.

      Waiting for an earthquake
      I was on my way home with my boyfriend and when we were right in front of our apartment building we got some warning that an earthquake was about to shake the ground. I think it was some sort of intuition, because other people were just doing their normal life. I asked him not to go inside, that we should look for an open space, so we went to the middle of some square, far away from the buildings around and we waited.

      Ladies’ showers
      I am at the shower at some public pool or gymnasium. Many ladies and girls are taking shower, dressing, etc, when an old guy comes in looking distracted and tries to cross it to the exit. The ladies react very calmly but fast and put the guy out. They comment they are sick and tired of guys excusing themselves, saying they mistook the men shower for the women’s. There’s just too many “accidents” happening to be fortuitous.

      Really old digital clock
      I am at my deceased grandma’s home, in the living room, waiting for something and watching TV. I get bored and look at the nearby desk. I spot this really old digital clock. Probably one of the firsts, but were there digital clocks already on my grandparents time? I don’t think so! Still, this one really looks old. It has some old label saying 30 EUR (almost illegible), which is even more bizarre, considering that the euro is around only since 1999.

      5:29 GMT

      The red hair boy that travels in time
      I would like to remember more of this one. I can only remember from when the action was already in the middle. There was this young boy, maybe 10 years old, red hair, who was being accused of murder in a past life. There was this kind of karmic court where he was being summoned for trial but he was totally absolutely convinced that he was innocent. So he gathered a team and planned an expedition to the past. He somehow travelled back in time, looking for himself in a past life. He managed to find that he couldn’t have possibly have committed the murder he was accused of. On this village where his past rebirth lived, he was told he had been away on the mountains and didn’t come back and people worried. He then went to the mountain looking for “himself”. He found “himself” frozen in an ice block, under piles of snow – he looked exactly the same as he looked: around 10 years old and red hair. It had happened recently, so he was like dormant but not yet “irreparable”. As in the future there was the technical means to unfreeze and relive the boy, the future-boy took the past-boy with him. He managed to save him and took him to the court, along with all the evidences that this boy was dead at 10 years old if he hadn’t save him, therefore he couldn’t possibly have committed the crime as an adult.
      Some judges agreed but others were not so sure. After all, there he was, alive, right? What would stop him to go back to the past and kill someone? So the proof of innocence was also the murder weapon. Tricky.


      Deported Russian lady
      Also in a court. This time there is a Russian lady, called Tania, being trialled. I am one of her friends watching the trial. She risks deportation. On some other day – the day of the judge decision – I’m not there and two other friends come to tell me the news. They are crying and I also shed some tears. We then decide to go meet this one other friend of us to also tell her.

      Expensive outlet
      I am with some lady friends in this clothes shop. It looks a bit like a gipsy market but all the clothes are damn expensive designer clothes. Still, they are supposed to be on sale. I pick this very tiny skirt in a very thin fabric and I tell my friends: “In the real gipsy market this would cost me less than 5 EUR”. Then I check the price tag and it says 75 EUR. I say out loud that it’s really absurd and some lady by my side says “No, it’s not. It’s not the fabric that counts, what counts is that it is designer’s clothes.” OK, ok, go on with your shopping, I can’t even find anything that actually looks good.
      Then I find this corner where they serve coffee and cookies. I wonder if a cookie costs 100 EUR and decide to just eat this cookie I brought along with me. Then this guy appears out of nowhere and I throw a bunch of cookies on the floor. Luckily these cookies were wrapped up in plastic, so I just picked them up and put them back on the table. Meanwhile I am still chewing my own cookie and this guy starts accusing me of having eaten one of the cookies. I said no, I didn’t. But he kept insisting I had eaten of the cookies and had to pay it. He made it look like a big crime. I had to pull all my tricks, until I found the package of my own cookie to prove its origin. Then he backed off. Then for curiosity I asked how much the cookies cost and he said 50 cents and he laughed at me. He was just mocking me all along.


      Stealing on a hardware store
      I am in a hardware shop and for some reason I am determined in stealing something. I know I don’t need it, that it’s not cleptomania and I also don’t wanna be caught – so maybe a bet I made with someone?
      I look around really looking for something and so far the best I think of is a tube of super-glue. Really? Then I see this supports for pictures on the wall and I remember I actually need some,so I start comparing models. I even call my boyfriend asking for his opinion. In the end I just give up and don’t steal anything at all.



      8:00 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 09-06-2010 at 01:07 PM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment