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    1. 11 Dec: Puppies and a lost love returned

      by , 12-11-2018 at 03:29 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      I see movement on my kitchen terrace through the glass door. One female dog decided to make a home there with her three pups and they are gorgeous, look like Akitas, just like my Hachi.

      I encounter a lost love from school at some big event. He is Nighthawk, but at the same time he isn't. I don't want to be pushy, but I feel like I don't want to get away from him ever again. Luckily he seems to feel the same, because he finds all sorts of excuses to sit by my side when everybody heads to the tables to eat some meal. He even makes someone get a stool and sit on it, so we can sit side by side. And because there is no space, we have to get really really cozy.
      We end up sleeping together. I just remember waking up naked in a bed by his side and him saying I should go check a rash I have on my butt and I feel embarassed.
      Well, I didn't know but he had become someone rich and powerful and the next day my mom calls me because she read in one of those gossip magazines about celebrities, that he had been spotted on the event very intimate with me and he was asked about it and he said I was someone he would like to keep by his side for the rest of his life.
      My mom was already asking if he had asked me to marry him and if I was rich now. I was overwhelmed by all that and I told her certainly I wasn't rich or I'd have noticed. But feeling confused about what exactly had happened between us.
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    2. 02 June: re-union

      by , 06-02-2014 at 10:34 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Nighthawk comes to see me. I ask him what he wants, I tell him it is too late. But he disagrees, had some sort of enlightening experience. He is sitting on the stairs and I pass by his side, wanting to go inside the house behind him. I feel nothing. He grabs my wrist, pulls me down and as I fall I land on his lap. I feel a warmth in my heart I didn't feel for a long time. We just stay like that, feeling the body heat between us. But then there's some light touch and I can't help to caress his face with my hand, and then we kiss so lightly. I feel something strange, beyond desire, a sweet sorrow of someone who loves but no longer cares, because it can't afford the luxury. It's a feeling hard to define. But on that moment, as we kiss, I feel a sensation of weight and heat in my root chakra, as if he is inside me, although it is impossible since we never take our clothes off or even touch down there. Even so, I have an O and it is one of the most blissful climaxes I've ever had.
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      non-lucid
    3. 18 Jan: Nighthawk and kicking a tornado

      by , 01-18-2013 at 04:29 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      He's been sneaking in lately and I try not to follow his trail. But tonight I had been requested to grab something from his home. He is there but he is busy preparing a table. I think he will be having visits later on. I help him with the towel while we speak about nothing. I forget all circumstances and we chat like good old friends. Accidentaly, he comes closer and I feel his warmth and everything surfaces. I feel embarassed that my feelings are so very alive. I leave.
      But I forget to bring along what I had been instructed to bring, so I wait until he leaves and I break into his house to get it. But then he also returns and catches me there. But instead of angry, he looks almost relieved that I came back. We talk a bit more and although he keeps mentioning a girl named Raquel for no good reason, I can tell he isn't happy and is just pretending to be ok.
      Eventually I leave again and lots of things ensue.
      Maybe the most interesting is the ice skating ring floating in the sky. There's an elevator to get there and the ice sheet is transparent like glass, so on the ground we can see people skating up there and the skaters must have quite a view under their feet.
      Eventually a cloud forms with 5 or 6 tornados. Why do they always come when I'm upset? My mom, who appears from nowhere, is about to be hit by a tornado when she risks her life to save a little girl who's on its path. But I get there first and I apply all my anger to destroy the tornado with a kick.

      Updated 01-18-2013 at 05:07 PM by 34880

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    4. 07 Nov: Conferences, a huge gekko and turned down by Nighthawk

      by , 11-08-2010 at 03:10 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      1:00 GMT

      Train station
      Outside the door of some public toilet where for some reason it is only allowed to go one person at a time, although it’s big and several people could use it at the same time. I give my turn to some lady and decide to wait until I get back home. Then I’m in a train station which doesn’t seem to be functional, but more like a museum. There are some tablets with Japanese writing on them. I’m sitting with some guy on the end of the tracks on this station very relaxed when we spot a train coming in our direction. I didn't know there were still trains coming here. But then the tracks don’t go in straight line and instead twist and turn and the train ends up going a totally different direction, so we’re cool.

      3:00 GMT

      Rejected
      I meet Nighthawk but there’s more people around, like we’re on some event with people we know. He puts his arms around my shoulders and takes me to a more isolated place and we sit on a table. He tells me that about my proposal to go out for a coffee or something, he can’t. I ask why and he doesn’t come up with a better answer than it’s a matter of money. I’m like “what da hell of excuse is that? I can pay for the damn coffee if that’s the only obstacle.” But then he keeps saying he really can’t but not coming up with any decent reason, so I tell him he is being a jerk and he doesn’t say any other word and avoids answering my questions.

      Gekko eats turtles

      I’m at my mother’s room and there’s a huge gecko near the ceiling. As long as he stays there I don’t mind, but then when I’m starting to fall asleep on the bed, the gecko comes down and walks on my pillow. I grab him, he’s huge and very strong and I don’t manage to hold him for a long time, so he eventually escapes through both my hands and hides in a wardrobe. Then I realise there’s a lady and her son also staying at my mom’s home and the lady is particularly freaking out with the huge lizard, so I promise I will catch it. As I search the wardrobe and drawers, I find three small turtles and I put them in the bathroom sink with water. Later, the lady spots the gecko going to the bathroom and I close the door, to think about what to do with the animals. Then I come back with a box to take them outside, but there’s only the gecko near the sink, two turtles disappeared and the third has no head. I also see some entrails of some of the turtle. I feel disgusted and I scream at the gecko “How could you eat the turtles!”. I was really pissed with this fella.

      Unable to meditate on water

      With a group of people, led by the Philosopher (a guy I know). He takes us all into some swimming pool. It’s a freezing cold outside but the pool is warmed up. It is also full of people but there’s an area reserved for us. I think the Philosopher is leading people into meditating inside the water, but I get totally distracted by two fat guys, one of which is dressed as a girl, like with a ballerina skirt or something. I LMAO and disturb everybody, as I watch these guys swimming around. We then go meditate sitting on chairs with snuggies on to keep us warm. Then the Philosopher goes from person to person to make sure we’re sitting quietly but also to hand us over something. He leans towards each person, but on my turn he leans and gets really close and takes a lot of time. He is clearly enjoying body heat exchange and I think that I was right about his crush on me.
      [The next day I received an email from this guy – we had only briefly spoke 3 times before - inviting me over a conference where he was speaking, about a peace in the world meditation. I went, he kissed me on the cheek and I could see he had some pleasure doing that, so... dream hunch correct.]

      Conference and pic-nic

      Then I get up, I talk to a lady sitting on a café table about what she’s eating, I take a few cookies she offers and I sit on another table near the window. My BF is now with me. He is distracted talking about something, but through the window I see a couple lying on a bed, that is outside just by the side of the window. The girl is obese but at the same time very cute and she is wearing sexy lingerie, in black lace. As she makes a movement to get on top of her BF, I see too much of her body and I tell my BF “Can you believe this?”. Bizarrely he hadn’t noticed them yet and when he sees the girl he’s like “No way! Have you seen her boobs? They are huge!” and then he goes outside and last thing I see is he approaching her, on the bed with her BF, and touching her boobs. The girl freaks out and runs away, but he chases her and I’m shocked. I go after them and get a hold of my BF and tell the girl I’m very sorry for this and we leave.
      Then I remember we should be going to some conference. I can now clearly see we’re on school grounds and there’s a main building (it’s number 13) where this should be taking place. We pass other buildings and a sportsfield and finally we get to the building. There’s three main amphitheatres side by side with different speakers and we can go through a hallway and choose which one we prefer. We stay for a while on the one in the middle, some American guy which was an astronaut or space engineer or something like that. He is playing a film in background and telling his story and then he says something that everybody laughs about. Because there are no seats available, I stand by the door that leads to the next amphitheatre and someone there asks me why re people laughing so amused in there. I say it was some kind of joke but I didn’t really get it. Then I see on this other room they are also having a good time. No laughing, but people are sitting on the floor, instead of chairs and there’s “islands” of baskets with food and drink for the participants and people are pic-nicking. [Clearly I have an issue with hunger in dreams] I join one of the “islands”, I fill a glass with cranberry juice and then I look for something that I wish to eat, without meat. I see what seems to be vegetables “tempura” but some guy tells me it has sausage. I don’t think so, so I try but he keeps insisting. I conclude he is wrong and eat one. Then my BF also decided to join us and I give “tempura” to him to. The guy keeps insisting it has sausage in it but I assure him it’s not the case, so I end the dream enjoying my improvised meal.

      8:10 GMT

      Updated 11-08-2010 at 03:17 PM by 34880

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      non-lucid
    5. 16 Sep: Dream within a dream, kame hames, Nighthawk’s dream

      by , 09-23-2010 at 11:33 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

      I had a sleepless night (work reasons) on the 15th Sep (about 36 hours without sleeping), so I went to bed early in the evening of the 16th to compensate.
      I have something important to tell about what I’ve experienced on these days when I was sick, traveling and not sleeping much. During these days, although dream recall was kind of shitty, waking life was incredible, because many of the dreams I had dreamt a few days before manifested during this time and led me to strange places. I will write about it later.


      19:50 GMT – Sleep

      Nothing...

      3:00 GMT

      Dream within a dream
      I was looking at a bus – probably to get inside it, when in front of my eyes this image started to form - a guru I know that passed away years ago was sitting in front of me. He had his face painted and had a hat and ornaments. The vision slowly became more clear and detailed until I became part of it – I had passed into another dream (and when it ended I went back to the same place of the previous dream).
      This guru was surrounded by lamas and I sat in front of him. I didn’t know what he was doing, some kind of ritual I could not follow. But in the end he gets up – he is gigantic, I mean he was 2 mts tall when he was alive and I am now sitting at his feet. He approached me, leaned forward and with a big warm smile he told me something like this wasn’t really a dream and then he told me something important about inspiration that unfortunately I can’t remember well. It was a very clear and profound message that did inspire me for something, but I can’t recall. Then the vision started to fade and I was back in the initial dream, confused if I was actually awake having a vision or dreaming within a dream.


      Holographic advertising
      I was in the future, walking the street and being bombarded by 3D holographic advertisement – if you think advertising now is intrusive... wait to see that one! Not only this advertisement was 3D, if you decided to interact with it, it would actually become semi-solid and you could touch the holographic objects, sense their texture, shape and weight. It was also possible to manipulate these holograms on this particular advertising, so just for fun I transformed this object that was being announced into a pair of boobs and put them in the hands of my boyfriend who was by my side. I laughed, then I picked it up again and designed a heart-shaped box, with a beautiful reticulated lid. I gave it to him again and as he grabbed it, inside it appeared a symbolic representation of whatever he keeps in the centre of his own heart. For me this was like a revelation and I thought that this would be a great instrument to find out what’s inside people’s hearts – made a mental note to myself on this “extraction” technique. Of course, by now I was lucid.

      6:00 GMT

      Nothing

      7:00 GMT

      Kame hames batlle
      I was inside a garage in some villa at dusk when I realise I am dreaming. Made some stunts, like jumping from wall to wall, to celebrate the return of lucid! Then decided to get out and fly somewhere. As I hover houses and trees deciding what to do, I see on the horizon this Dragonball character – I think it’s Cell [did a search on the web] and he is preparing to kame hame me. This settled my priorities immediately: I tried to create a fireball in my hands (which I have failed to do so far). I see only a tiny spark arising and just as if it was a fire, I blow it to make it bigger. That’s the only way I manage to do it and I throw the fireball at him. He throws one at me, which I can easily get away from. But he immediately throws another and another and I am still struggling to fire another one, so I decide I am not ready for this fight and run away. Actually I wake up briefly.


      Entering Nighthawk’s dream
      I force myself into dream again and immediately enter a new dream. On this dream I am just awaking at my grandma’s house. I was apparently sharing the bed with my cousin C. who is still asleep. I go out for a few seconds and when I come back in the room, the bed is now smaller and already tide up (no cousin sleeping on it) and I realise it’s a dream. The lucidity is faint so I rub my hands and look at all details, trying to vivify it. I lose and gain lucidity a few times until it becomes strong. Then I decide I’ll use it to meet Nighthawk. I close the bedroom door and wish to enter his dream by crossing the door.
      When I open the door I see a different house on the other side. I enter it. The look is totally different – while my dream was whitish and cold, this one is yellowish and warm. I step on a corridor and right in front there’s an open door to another division. I see his mother and lots of family members gathered around, listening to her. I believe it’s some kind of family reunion. Then I go to my right and I find another room, a quiet room where I see Nighthawk sitting on a couch with his grandmother. I have this impression that I’ve seen this dream before...
      He is sitting with her and it is clear that she is a safe harbour, a big source of love and care. I feel bad to interrupt his nice dream, but I need to say I’m there, although very gently not to disturb too much. I pass quietly through the back of the couch and as I do it, his grandma says “Is it you xxxx (my name)?” I am caught by surprise, how does she know my name? But then who looks back it is actually him. I never get to see her face and I realise she is just his DC and is expressing his own words. He looked at me, with his eyes full of emotion but also a bit confused. Like, this is a recurrent dream and I’m not usually part of it, so what the hell was I doing there?
      I get to his side, I bend over against the couch side arm and gently ask him if he is lucid. He seems confused, looks sleepy or dizzy. I hold his hand, he is warm and I am freezing cold. I cuddle his arm gently. And then he says a bit spaced out “Oh, we kissed, didn’t we?” He was slowly connecting the dots, but the dream was faint and losing sense rapidly. He was still looking very sleepy and he lay down on the sofa (the granny was now gone) and the dream started to disappear. I didn’t lose lucidity but I was kicked out to another dream and I found myself in the middle of a very busy street, somewhere in some Mediterranean country, almost being hit by the traffic. I decided to try to go meet him again on some other dream of his, and wished it as I tried to teleport me there, with no success. Anyway I knew it was time to wake up and got to work, so I called it a day (or a night ).


      7:00 GMT – wake up

      Updated 09-09-2011 at 10:50 PM by 34880 (correcting spelling mistakes)

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