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    1. 3 Sep 2010: skyscraper, underground city and introduction to “the game”

      by , 09-06-2010 at 12:20 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      I joined the Serial Dream RPG challenge and I think this night I started engaging in it. Some lady introduced me to the game and I started working on the look of my character, although officially it hadn't start yet


      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING



      22:50 GMT – Sleep

      0:00 GMT
      No dreams recalled

      1:10 GMT

      Discussion with dad
      I’m at my mom’s house with her and my dad. My dad enquires me about these “things” I am involved in (namely Buddhism, spiritual practices and dream-stuff). As he is enquiring me about this, I am on the laptop just finalizing this thing on the DV forum or something like that and I start responding him by exemplifying what I was just dealing with on that moment.
      He is a hardcore atheist, materialist, for whom nothing like shared dreams or reality being product of the mind is acceptable. He therefore becomes more and more stressed as I go explaining all this. My mom understands more or less what I’m saying and as usual, she is eager to learn, so she is quiet in the background. My father gets up and starts moving around a bit angry. He says I am completely off tracks and lost my reason. I try to show him that’s not the case, it is merely him who is narrow-minded. But he gets really pissed. He asks me if I trust more these “people” (I guess my fellow dreamers, my Buddhist sangha, my gurus?) than I trust his judgement. And I clearly say a resounding yes! That no matter how much that hurts him, I would more readily follow any advice from my gurus than from him, whose judgement I always had very little trust. He goes ballistic! He starts shouting and my mom now wants to intervene but I tell her not to. I tell him that I am an adult independent woman and he no longer controls me or decides for me what’s best.
      My dad leaves the room, then opens the front door, but sits outside in the stairs, groaning about it. My mom then laughs and makes really nervous mockery about his reaction. She always gets upset with this frequent clash between me and dad. But I was expecting this exact reaction and I know this is a dream and therefore I was not afraid to push him to his limits – I am planting the seed. With time he will see, understand and accept that I make my own choices.


      4:00 GMT

      Hovercraft ride
      I’m with some group of people, like we’re on an adventure and we’re by the side of a road waiting for transportation. Two vans arrive and we divide in two groups. The van I go to, then transforms into a hovercraft. The lady driver seems to be a bit crazy and as soon as she starts driving, she steps on the gas. We go through dangerous roads through mountains, on top of cliffs and we are a bit scared with her driving – on one point, we almost fell off the road – so we tell her to go slower or she we’ll damage the hovercraft as the road is quite bad. That’s the only argument that works to convince her.

      Surreal bathroom landscape
      Later I’m in a tall building, like a skyscraper. At this point for some reason I am entering a bathroom expecting to find someone there and I find these two black ladies, mother and young daughter, in the bathtub, very relaxed. The floor is wet. So wet, that actually it looks like a lake. I climb onto a sofa that is on the left side of the room and as I sit there, I am actually like on the edge of a lake. I see aquatic plants and I see an animal approaching. It is a bison! He is coming out of the water and the only way to do so is by also climbing to the sofa. I find this just too damn weird, the bison is huge and will for sure crush me, so I decide to leave this room and wait for whatever is supposed to happen to come to me instead.


      Skyscraper fall survivors
      I am now on a room with bookshelves and there’s a window where I can see the outside. We’re on some high floor and I see another building in front, as well as a viaduct a bit to the left side. Then an earthquake strikes and this building we are in, starts bending forward, like a tree. It hits the building in front and lies suspended diagonally. Before the whole thing collapses I manage to get out through the window and others (still the same group since the beginning of the adventure?) follow me. We end up on a kind of platform, which I think is part of the collapsed viaduct that was nearby. A bunch of people gathers here, looking around seeing the destruction. This black girl that was on the bathtub is exploring a bit more and her mother calls her back, because she is doing some acrobatic stunts in some other suspended platform, on a level below us. It looks very unstable but she insists in looking for survivors or something. She then returns and all together we find some way down to the ground level.

      Ice-creams on underground city
      After walking some time under the debris, we find an entrance to an underground part of the city and this seems to be intact and fully running. There are some guards at the door, but they allow us in. This underground place is like a city within the city, it looks like a giant mall, with cafés, shops, galleries and even hotels. I am sitting on a café table, crying. Two ladies from the group appear again by my side and order ice-creams. I feel disoriented, how can they be so cool, eating ice-creams. I decide to get up and leave but they just give me an order to go get an orange ice-cream for myself. And I go and when I am trying to pay, the cashier asks me if my money is new and good. I don’t know why he asks me that but I look in my wallet and I have lots of foreign money and some chips with insignias on it, I have no clue what they are. The ice cream is only 20 cts, which I manage to pay and ask it to be delivered at table two.

      Rules of the game and entering my character
      Then there’s a gap, but a lady (one of the previous ladies?) is now explaining me “the game”. She shows me a large text, like a roll of parchment she starts unfolding in front of my eyes. It’s an introduction and rules of the game. But it is so dense, so long, that I just give up after a few paragraphs and lose my interest. I continued looking at it, but at a certain point I was no longer reading it.
      Then there’s another gap, but I remember starting walking through these large hallways – where everything is luxurious, like an underground avenue with hotels on both sides and fancy restaurants and art galleries. I feel I have a new different look, so I stop by a large mirror on the wall to look at myself and I look weird but cool at the same time, with long black hair, dark sunglasses and an avant-garde red dress with a stylish hood over my head. I feel I look awesome but maybe a bit too much Lady Gaga for my taste. Everybody is looking at me and I feel I need to tone down a little. I take the hood and the glasses. And adjust the dress – it actually becomes sexier, with a cleavage and tighter. Then I think I look more like what I should look like and keep going. I find this exit doors to the outside and end up in a square with a fountain. I remember lots of people moving around, coming in an out of the underground city, the outside being a bit grey, then... I don’t recall the rest of the dream.


      7:30 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 09-06-2010 at 04:16 PM by 34880

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    2. 2 Sep: jumping through lucid dreams+ false awakening

      by , 09-02-2010 at 12:16 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


      23:30 GMT – Sleep

      Adventure in Southeast Asia
      I am in an exotic country, like maybe India and I feel both the weather and the socio-political scene is unstable. I am staying at this colonial style house that was lent by a friend. We both live in the west and she stays away from this house for months in a row. There had been intense rains and since I was coming to here she wanted me to check if everything was ok and not flooded. It was ok, but intense raining started all over, so I could not guarantee it would stay that way.
      There’s also a lot of commotion on the streets and I decide to take the van just outside the gate of the property, ready to leave at any time, just in case something goes wrong and things heat up.
      I am also being spied on and followed and I already spotted this guy always looking over my shoulder wherever I go.


      3:40 GMT

      Some other dreamer’s house and memories?
      I am lying in bed, with my laptop and I am checking dream journals and replying to some. I found this guy who found out he is dreaming about some house for some time and he suspects it is the house of some other dreamer. I also find out I have dreamt a few times about his own house or more precisely, some surroundings around his house - it's on top of a mountain or hill and there's a road going there with a little tunnek trhought the mountain.
      I am going trough this when I hear some noise. I look around and my room isn’t really my room. I am at this big house, I don’t know of whom. I go out of the room and the noise seems to come from the kitchen which is one or 2 doors on the left. The house is rectangular, with a large hallway in the middle, crossing the house from one side to the other.
      Everything is absolutely dark but there’s some clarity coming from under the kitchen’s door. I wonder if there’s someone inside, open the door and after all it is also dark. I assume the light was some reflection, maybe from the moonlight.
      When I decide to go back to the room, I suddenly watch this scene as if hovering on a different plane/dimension: a guy is coming down the hallway from the room (just as I did), because he heard some noise in the kitchen. But unlike me, he is surprised by a room mate coming out of the kitchen. He says something like “Damn, you scared me. I didn’t know you were back tonight.” But the other guy was in an incredible bad mood and told him something in the line of “sod-off”. Then the scene fades and I continue down the hallway, back to the room.

      Then I am falling asleep in the dream, when the room door opens and I jump up with fright. This time it is my boyfriend P. and I also wonder “I thought you were not coming back tonight!” - I thought I was already awake and he was real, because in RL he was actually not sleeping at home this night.Then I really woke up amidst some confusion.

      5:00 GMT

      Messing up a palace with crumbles
      I’m sitting in an armchair of a palace, eating breakfast cereals from the package and wondering what I’m doing there. Maybe it’s from some friend’s grandparents or something. I look around and think “Hmm, maybe I should explore this place a little bit.” Then a maid appears, looks surprised to see me there doing that – not the behaviour you’d expect of someone living in a palace. I feel embarrassed of the mess I made with crumbles on the chair. I say I’m sorry and promise to clean up later, but she refuses, after all that’s her job so she just moves me away to the side and cleans up the mess. Ok, ok. I get it. I pack my cereals and move on. I am decided to explore the palace but all sorts of distractions cross my path. For example, this lady close to the entrance door wants to know if I remember if she paid the entrance or something like that. I don’t know what she’s talking, but I say I don’t remember, so she gives me money to pay... whatever.

      Mirror portal
      I am in front of the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. I realise I am dreaming and I sink my hand in the mirror. It was even more clear than usual. I decide instead of plunging there to take some liquid mirror with my hand and play with it. I drop it in the sink and try to solidify it there, but I don’t succeed, it stays liquid. Everything is getting dark and I feel I am loosing lucidity so I focus on the mirror that now transforms into a screen. For a moment I feel my face on my bed and realise I'm sleeping belly down, but manage to hold on the faint dream.
      There’s only darkness around and this screen in the middle. On the screen there is a lady in uniform asking me where do I want to go. It looks like a flight company commercial or an interactive help post at an airport. I even laugh saying to myself the lady looks a flight attendant from Lufthansa (german company). I really don’t know where to go and while I think, all sorts of images of places but also just flashlights and patterns succeed on the screen at amazing speed but also amazing clarity. Then a map of the world appears and I am asked where I want to go. Stupidly the first idea that occurs to me is Germany (because of the Lufthansa connection) and I am sucked into the screen. But I can’t hold it steady and I wake up in my bed (or so it seems).


      False awakening
      I open my eyes, I’m in my bedroom, it’s early morning. Some light already coming in. I look around feeling disappointed with the previous lucid experience. And then I realise my bedroom’s door is open. I always close it to sleep, or else the cat will bite my feet all night. I get up to close the door and check if the cat is inside or outside, but I find it all too strange. I mean, not the room, everything looks just like it should, but the door open when I am pretty sure I closed it last time I woke up and went to the toilet... I decide to reality check and I sink my hand on the wall. Great! I am still dreaming!

      Entering Nighthawk's dream
      Still in my false bedroom I face the mirror on my wardrobe and decide to continue from there. I like using mirrors as portals, so I think again where I want to go in front of the mirror: from frivolous things to really important things I decide for the frivolous, mostly because I am still training so I have to take it easy. So I decide to go visit Nighthwak. I jump in the mirror, dwell in the voidness for a while and find myself in a lab. What went wrong? But then I see him there. He looks younger and I realise it must be one of his memories, from the university. He saw me eventually and he looked interested in exploring my presence in his dream. He signalled for me to wait a little while, but when he returned it wasn’t really him anymore and I sensed I had lost the connection and was just projecting. The lab was now an open air space, so I decided to move on, since this experience was no longer working.

      Trying to escape a collapsing dream
      I am walking around in this open air space that looks more and more like a park, with ponds, little bridges over canals, suspended gardens. I am thinking about where to go next and decide I must sit and do some meditation to go back on tracks – in terms of focusing on the really important things to do. But this dream here is kind of collapsing – maybe because it wasn’t mine? The bridges started moving and now end up in the middle of nowhere in the air, two gargoyles in stone detach from this stone balcony and attack me. I feel I need to get out really fast or I will wake up. No mirror around so I think about jumping in the water of the pond. But instead of mirror-like it is now murky, I see strange creatures swimming around, crocodile-like. I don’t feel so attracted to jump on it. Now the murky waters are rising and I’m losing ground. I climb to some brick wall and decide to jump from there to the floor and hope for the best.

      End of the adventure
      It worked. As I fell on the grass, I sank and landed on some other dream. I was somewhere in the Middle East. Also in a garden. All was shining in warm colours, red and orange, really beautiful and in the end of this garden there was this beautiful and amazing mosque, also reddish. I was stunned with the scenario and thinking that I could sit there. That’s when I saw a group of angry men pointing at me, running in my direction. That’s when I realised I had landed over this kind of big stone or wall, which apparently was sacred for them, or the whole garden was and he fact I’m sitting up there it is extremely offensive to them. As they approach me and start bringing me down from where I was, I ask forgiveness but I am still smiling, commenting with them that their mosque is really something special. They think I’m crazy. Then I realize I have to jump again but they just don’t allow me to do that. I have men grabbing my arms, others grabbing my legs, I can’t move. Shit, I have to develop a method to jump without really jumping, just with thought. And I really need to build a place to go just sit, because dreams are crowded with monsters and armies and just plain distractions to get us away from our objectives.

      7:00 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 09-11-2011 at 10:40 PM by 34880

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    3. 17 to 19 August - 6 dreams per night

      by , 08-18-2010 at 06:19 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Night one (17/08/10):
      I'm on the phone with my mother, an earthquake stikes. It gets really bad, my house is shaking a lot and I think I might die, but miraculously, there's no damage to the building whatsoever. We talk about it for some time on the phone and the feeling of having survived is incredible.
      Then I'm on some island with a group, hikking on a volcano side. Suddendly it shows signs that it will erupt and we try to get the hell out of there. Then it gets blurred.
      Then I'm wandering on a shopping center -
      I get lucid, I think about the future and future lives and I'm carried into a new dream in the future.
      I'm orbiting the earth on a ship, seeing the planet through a window. Someone by my side tells me that the graphics on the screen (some orange areas overlapping the poles) are sites where the atmosphere is in serious state of degradation and will soon disrupt. I feel his worry and want to know more but it ends there.

      Not lucid anymore, I'm now helping some young people renewing a house they occupied, when the police comes to arrest us. They offer no resistance but I hide and run away. Then I start being chased and I use my ability to fly to get out of there. But there's this guy, not wearing a police uniform, and he can also fly! I think "shit" and he soon gets to me. Strangely enough, when he gets me, I feel extremely attracted to him, I seduce him and I kiss him. He offers no resistance and it gets hot.

      Night two (17/08/10):
      I recall being on a city, on the subway, but no details.
      Then I'm on a train, my boyfriend is there with me, along with other people. We need to get out at a certain station and I have my bags ready. Unfortunately my boyfriend forgot to pack and all his stuff is still in the sleeping cabine. When we reach destination he just gets out and I'm left behind packing his stuff. I feel upset but decide to get out on next station and come back to meet him.
      Then I'm on a public pool or aquatic park. Lots of people, lots of fun, but I'm just watching from this platform/balcony and passing by.
      Apparently I'm again with my friends from the train or whatever. We're walking a deserted area, when some strange aircraft flies over and drops ahead some kind of gadget - looks like a missile. One of the guys goes to see what it is and takes a little box containing a little insect-like spy robot from the thing. As a group of agents/militaries approach the place, we try to get out of their way and watch what's going on. They see us but realize we have no clue what's going on, so they just take the stuff with them and go away.
      Later I'm again with these friends on some mountain with view to the ocean or a lake. We are in a kind of gathering, with a guru, everybody sitting on a circle on pillows. But it seems to be quite a silly thing what is going on, so one of the guys comes to me and suggests that we go do something else. We go downhill to the water and I realise I'm also very attracted to him. For some reason there's a point on the dream in which I start to sing "Mi Chico Latino" from Geri Hallywell (go figure, maybe the guy was latino, but I didn't notice). He dives on the water, clothes and all and I'm feeling quite happy, almost like a teenager in love.
      Maybe because our other friend kept the tiny robot he had stolen, the camp is attacked by agents - bombs exploding everywhere. But we are by the water and we hide behind a boat.


      Night three (18/08/10):
      It started with the classical dream of zombie's attack. I came in contact with some kind of "alien" creature that was "infecting" people to become zombies at his service. He saw that I saw and he chased me. He could send laser-like rays through his eyes and he managed to burn me a little. I almost died but escaped.
      Then I tried to warn everybody, but the zombie people looked entirely normal so they were already on the subways and on the streets and they spread exponentially. Soon after it was impossible to be on the streets because they were everywhere. Don't remember what happened then, maybe I just got tired of the dream and moved on.
      In another dream I was again with some anonymous group of people. We were outside, I think there was a wall behind us and I was feeling frisky. I started flirting with a guy and he wasn't even interesting. He offered some resistance so I ended up playing alone, if you know what I mean.
      So I found myself in a house. I remember being on a balcony and realising I was in some foreign country.
      I walked around visiting the place but not really sure of where I was. I had a plane in 3 hours to return home so I needed to go back and get my bag from the house, but I saw this Zara shop (of clothes) and fell in love with a red dress for only 6 EUR! I bought it with debit card and realized that the people on the store were speaking spanish. When they realised I was portuguese they started talking to me trying to convince me to register for some kind of event. I told them I was just departing.
      Then I had another dream where I was watching a conversation between two people that I know, they were talking about having some money to spend and I approached them with a concrete suggestion of how to apply that money (something that I'm actually organizing in my wake life). We were standing on the lawn in front of a house and all of a sudden there was an explosion and all the glass, wood, concrete, was flying in our direction. Everything was in slow motion, I threw myself on the floor but was aware that I would be hit by some of those debris. Althoug I wasn't fully lucid, I was kind of aware it was a dream, so it was interesting to think about how it would hurt me, but didn't feel afraid.


      What I found most interesting in these dreams is that I had the feeling that some of the DCs were actually dreamers sharing the dream with me. The guy that was chasing me through the air, the guy I flierted with, the guy who stole the robot and the guy that invited me to the water, they all had something more than regular DCs, they left an impression on me that they were actual people.

      Updated 08-20-2010 at 12:37 PM by 34880

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment