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    1. 21 Nov: Long journey through bizarre realms

      by , 11-23-2010 at 09:46 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG
      23:20 GMT

      Suicide/homicide attempt
      Iím an observer of a suicide/homicide attempt. Some rich kid who owns a fancy 5-star caravan is on his room inside the caravan. A friend couple is there on the living room and he closes the door trapping them and then also closes himself in the room. He had previously put the exhaustion pipe pumping the fumes inside the caravan. His friends are calling for him, asking him to please not do that or at least let them out, but he couldnít care less. Then I enter the scene, materializing in the room where these 2 are, trying to help them. There are windows, but they are very tiny. Impossible to escape through the, but at least it helps clear the air and they can hold on longer until help comes. My cat also appears, like hovering around and I wonder why.

      Family nonsense
      At my grandma home, on living room with my cousin Cris watching TV. I feel I have already watched this exact same TV show in this room but with my cousin Rui instead. My mom appears and I go to the bedroom. From there I see my dad sitting on a street bench on the other side of the street. He sees me and gets up, making a sign that he will come in. I go warn my mom, but in the end he never comes. I go back to the bedroom and Iím almost totally asleep when I wake up to the buzzing sound of a wasp. I get out of the room gently but then there are a bunch of them and they escape the bedroom and are about to attack my family members. I then am forced to kill them, but it kills me to do it.
      Then I go outside and thereís a beach. Thereís a cliff with a waterfall and the Gilmore Girls are there (again). Lorelai looks very melancholic, like waiting for her love and I feel a totally absurd feeling that I am like the real life incarnation of her (?) [although Iím not even like her....]

      2:30 GMT

      Ugly weirdo dream I prefer not to share

      3:40 GMT

      Japanese nonsense
      Iím visiting Japan with my BF.Weíre on some kind of super-speedy panoramic view bus. We go through mountain roads, we see the beautiful hills and the tree colours. I try to take pictures but I ran out of battery. We arrive at some green valley with cows grazing and a few bulls. One of them is on the loose and behaving like crazy. I didnít feel too scared, instead I tried to calm him down with good vibes.
      Later weíre on a karaoke restaurant and we sing Charlotte Gainsbourg. Thereís a girl there trying to impress her co-workers, I notice she has amazingly white teeth, I think she whitened to cause an impression.


      5:00 GMT

      Break and enter
      With mom, weíre back on that restaurant. She says she wants to investigate something. We pass by a shop with screens playing the X-files and for a moment we both become Mulder and Scully. On the restaurant she takes me to the toilet and I must keep flushing to make noise while she is trying to break into something I guess. But someone comes and weíre kicked out. On passing at the reception, some girl is messing up with the cashier over some receipt.
      We walk around the city and it gets night and she decides to try to break in again in the dark. But the problem is the restaurant at night transforms into a bar, so thereís people in there again. Weíre at the entrance deciding what to do, I read a poster on the wall, when some guy starts beating some other guy violently on the street. We watch hidden but the violence is just brutal Ė the guy being beaten is left with no bone intact! His face is unrecognizable and his body just a mass of unarticulated bloody meat. But he is still alive. Itís too unbearable to watch and I wake up.


      Long journey through bizarre realms
      With mom shopping on a huge 2nd hand warehouse. Also has an organic food section and after clothes we go there. I am delighted choosing among a variety of cookies only 5EUR/kg, but she pressures me, saying itís time to go, that weíre late for something. I delay a lot, but I finally agree to leave and then weíre almost running. I realise I can actually run high-speed but only later I realise my mom was left behind, cause she couldnít keep up.
      Outside I pass by a group of young people, where I spot Vera. I donít really want to talk to her right now, so I try to pass unnoticed. But then decide to wait for my mom on some seat on a bench structure (like those in sportsfields for the audience). I am there when a guy I knew from school and who just appeared recently a lot in my dreams, just drops by and says hi. The girls, including Vera are with him Ė so they spotted me... I push him away, because he is a playboy who enjoys flirting with me, just to tease me and I find that annoying. In front of the benches there was a railroad, but now there is a river and I jump into the water. He comes after me, but then I remember to fly away and I leave him behind.
      I keep going forward, not really with a goal and I pass by a strange dark corridor, like an underpass, but it actually has tiny windows and I see itís on ground level. People go through it like ghosts. I keep flying and moving fast, because this place is a bit unpleasant. The corridor does not end but instead transforms into a canal and people just try as hard as possible to swim out of there, but the current is pushing them back and they keep swimming and swimming, never getting out of there. There are even waves, keeping people just struggling against the current and sometimes drowning just to come above the water again and again. I cannot help to think this looks like some hell realm. At first I was also in the water like them, but unlike other people I manage to fight the current and lastly I fly out of the water and manage to get to some platform that leads to exit, I hope. I encounter a button on the wall and a door. I open the door and itís just some storage room, but then push the button, a green light turns on and when I open the door, then it leads to a dark garage or barnyard-like place. A few people managed to follow me and as we are crossing this place, we see weird animals guarding the doors, the windows and thereís a door to some other smaller division which seems to keep locked some vicious animal which is trying to get out and attack us. We feel we need to get out of there quickly and I manage to find a very small breach on the right wall. The only problem is that from there itís a long fall to the floor outside, right in the middle of some enclosure with more weird looking animals. For me itís ok, cause I can fly so I go and try to find a way for people to follow me. I donít know what I do, but I manage to save a large group of people and once they are outside and safe in a very sunny large open space, they celebrate. They make a hippie caravan and paint it with rainbows and dance and sing all the way to their next... life?
      I donít know now what to do, but I see a road. As I follow this road, I reach a place I recognize from another dream I had before, but now Iím coming from South and the other time I was coming from North.
      I become lucid. Itís the scenario from a dream I escaped some gangsters trying to kill me on a boat. Itís that road with some amazing flowered bushes hanging over from very high above. I fly to admire and smell this beautiful flowers and get to the top of this cliff. Up there I decide this place is fabulous to do my lucid meditation. But as soon as I sit, I wake up.

      9:00 GMT
    2. 08 Nov: plane crash and lucid meditation

      by , 11-08-2010 at 01:50 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      I've been having difficulties in finding the time to post my dreams, so I have a bunch of them waiting in line. I will post recent and old ones, interspersed, or I'll never catch up with the date.


      01:30 GMT

      Volunteering late night
      I'm in what seems to be a mall, doing some voluntary work for some people. But they are quite snobish. I even spend a lot of money in a coat because of them and in the end they just couldn't care less about my efforts or my dedication. It's late night and my boyfriend drives us home through some roads we don't know and he feels lost, but I follow my intuition and we're on the right track.
      [in RL we'd just been doing that: on a mall, getting food for the homeless people and then got back through a new road but our intuition guided us right home. No snobs involved, though.]

      05:05 GMT

      Guru on a librabry on a mall
      Again in a mall. Shop visiting. Remember picking up some bras, but didn't buy them. There was some guy's presence - guy who had a crush on me or vice-versa, but can't recall what happened. Then I am at cash register and there's beautiful fairy dolls on the counter for only 1 EUR. I want to take one for my mother, but as I try to choose which one is cuter, the dolls inside don't match the picture outside. On one of the boxes, there's a cute fairy in red on the box's outside but inside it's military toys. I give up on that.
      Then I move on to a library and remember looking at the books, but soon I spotted a staircase leading to a second floor and because I see many familiar faces, I decide to climb upstairs. On the second floor I find many buddhist practicioners sitting on cushions and some monks and lamas. They are waiting for the beginning of some teachings but I see the teacher and I don't recognize him. It is a young boy, with an indian look, more hindu-like than buddhist, but I'm curious to hear what he has to teach, so I also look for a place to sit. There are seats right in front of his trone,but they are reserved and I am sent to another room where people have to follow the teachings through a TV screen. I loose a bit of interest and I am trying to decide to stay or not, when..


      Plane crash
      I am instantly transported to inside an airplane. It's a big one and it's making a long trip. It's coming from Sweden, or going to Sweden or of a swedish company or at least I think so. I'm sitting on one of the seats and the airplane suddendly plunges almost vertically. I feel that rollercoaster stomach feeling very clearly as if it was real, but I think "It will be just fine." And the plane recovers for a while. Then I have a vision of a road full of ups and downs and bathed by the moonlight when the plane starts to sink again. I turn back on my seat and put my knees on the seat and grab the back of the chair with both arms. It helps reducing the feeling on the stomach, but now I'm concerned that I'm going to die, so that sensation is the least of my problems. Then I have another vision, I'm hovering above the plane and I see it crashing against some huge glass wall. Then I am floating above the earth and see the beautiful oceans, green land and fluffy clouds. Then I feel I am transported back again to inside the airplane and I can sense that the crashing on the ground is about to happen, but then I have another vision of kids playing on the street, laughing and chatting and then... I go into nothingness and in slow motion I start to wake up. I feel like I really died and this is my after-life dream.

      Meditating
      After a while I fell asleep again and I went back to a dream I immediately knew I had already dreamed before the plane crash, but hadn't been able to recall. So now I have an opportunity to remember it again, although it's not so interesting.
      I was in my old office in Brussels and in front of me is my ex-boss who had a big crush on me and vice-versa. I look at him, knowing that I am dreaming, and trying to figure out if he is just a DC or if this is a shared dream. He looks quite real to me, but we never know for sure. I am pushed by my office colleagues to the elevator and we all descend to the -2 level. We're preparing to go somewhere but we wait for a second group (that didn't fit on the elevator with us) and which includes my boss. I wat to see him again, because a shared dream with him would be worthwile exploring. But then someone comes and says he got out on -1 level with the others and I decide it's not worth my time to go look for him.
      I decide to check this floor and to think about next lucid step. I remember that my guru told me to just sit and meditate but once again the usula problem: too many people around who will distract me. Then I see a door that leads to a huge warehouse-type of place and there's people there too, but I spot a kind of pedestal and I fly to sit on top of it. I'm sure nobody will disturb me up there. I cross my legs, I can distinctively see the floor and my legs and the veins in my legs. I feel confortable and because I totally focus my eyes on the floor, all the rest of the dream scenario fades around me. I forgot the vizualisations I was supposed to do, but I just breathe in and out without loosing focus and feel happy that it is working. Then I experience total loss of weight, I feel floating myself in space and then I get a sensation that I am plunging backwards with my head into a black-hole. I don't allow it to scare me. It actually feels very blissful. I let myself go with this falling sensation and then I feel sort of vibrations in my temples, then forehead and then eyes. In the end it feels more like someone is tapping on my head, but I stay relaxed. Then I feel I am close to wake, because I can hear the street noise, the kids going to school, car engines strating, etc. But I hold on and then I wake up to realise I'm still in a dream. I'm back in the warehouse but now there's a mirror in front of me. I look at it and I don't know now what to do. Should have went back to meditation but instead I plunged in the mirror and went to the black void again. More vibrations, more falling sensation. Almost waking up, hearing the street noises again and then waking up again in a dream. This happened maybe 3 or 4 times through different ways and led me to think I was again in a loop not managing to wake up - but this time I didn't really want to anyway.
      Last time I wake up in front of the mirror, I am dressed in a green barely covering the skin, outfit, with a kind of corselet with ties across my chest and stomach with lots of skin showing and hot pants. I felt hot. I wanted to see my boobies. I opened the corselet but was disappointed to see that my boobies were actually smaller than in RL. Oh well... I could try to make them bigger, but what was the point. I am still admiring my dream body so I get all naked. Then some guy comes and says they need to close the warehouse so I need to go away - nevermind he has a hot naked girl in front of him. So I flew away to the exit and now my lucidity was dropping fast. Just remember entering a bar where lots of guys were having a drink but none of them seemed to care about the hot naked lady who just came in. I didn't know anymore what was the point of this dream, so I gave up and woke up.

      08:00 GMT
    3. 1 Sep: Dates and attempt to lucidify dream companions

      by , 09-02-2010 at 10:53 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      23:00 GMT – Sleep

      No dreams recalled

      1:30 GMT

      Late to a movie and cloned cat
      I’m with my cousin C. on her car on the way to the movies. It’s late evening and we’re already late. She is speeding and I don’t feel comfortable. I ask her to slow down. Then we really get too late and she ends up dropping me home, no movies.
      When I arrive home my cat is now two cats, although the same one. He/they are on top of the table in the living room. Then I notice the window is open and run to shut it – the cat might fall 3 floors if he decides to go for a walk. Then the table is also wobbly and I fear it breaks, so I just grab the cat – only one, the other copy runs away.


      2:30 GMT

      Stone house
      I am seeing this old stone house with Riverstone and Nighthawk. An old guy shows us the property. I don’t know what we’re doing there. The old man then leaves for a while and we start exploring every inch. Nighthawk opens a squeaky, mouldy wardrobe and finds a really old scrapbook. He invites me to sit down and look at it, as I always like this kind of stuff. So we sit down on a small dusty sofa and we start turning the pages. I really didn’t pay much attention to what is was inside. I was more focused on the body heat from the guy by my side, if you know what I mean. Then someone screams with a loud pitch voice through a small window just above our heads. I am cool, no reaction, but Nighthawk freaked out. He gets up abruptly and goes out grumpy. We approach him, making a bit fun of the situation but he is really not in a good mood. I really hate seeing him like that, looses all the charm, so I go out through an opposite door, leading to a terrace. I see the area around for the first time. It’s amazing. There’s a river way down there and a path at my right leading to other part of the village where we are. I then become lucid and instinctively fly down to this road to explore. I look to the sky and the landscape around and I am awed with the brightness and white light that permeates it. But then I look up again to the house, and there are the guys still on the other terrace looking now to me, maybe wondering how I got down there so fast. I realise they are not DC's but are actually sharing a dream with me so I decide not to go explore the dream but to go back and try to lucidify them both – would be awesome!
      I fly back and enter the house through the door I came out from. They are inside now. I tell them to go sit that I have something to tell them. They look curious and excited. They go out to that second terrace where I haven’t yet been. They sit at a wooden bench on this terrace. The landscape here is also breathtaking. Everything looks so damn real. For a moment I am in doubt if I am still dreaming – what if this is actually real and I say it’s a dream and they will mock me forever? So I do a reality check, just to be sure. I look at my hands. They look normal, besides being a bit more red than normal. But something goes wrong! “Oh no! I am waking up!” So, I woke up and despite my efforts, I couldn’t come back...


      Starting life over and love in the hay stack
      For some reason I am Rory from the Gilmore Girls and I fell on water with some other person. It’s night on some port and the situation is dangerous, although I never feel I am in danger. My mom Lorelai is looking for me, screaming for help, but I’m just there and I can get out of water whenever I want. I just decide not to. I think how convenient that everybody thinks I’m dead. This way I can be free and start all over somewhere else.
      So I leave myself be taken by the current to a place more down river. I get out and there’s a big storage house, with lots of big machines and I’m not Rory anymore, I’m myself. Then I see police coming. I think they are looking for me but no, there’s some other guy, a criminal, also coming to hide here. What are the chances? I try to hide but realize there’s no time and they will see me. So I decide to lead them to the guy, this way distracting their attention from me. I do so, the guy is arrested and they are so thankful, they don’t ask me any question. I lay down on some hay stack and rest for the night.
      Later on, it’s morning and I wake up with the sound of voices. There’s a group of people talking by the door and I spot Nighthawk among these people. Coming from the other dream? He comes to me, holds me, seduces me and asks me if I want to be his girl. I’m delighted and I play along. We’re all mushy mushy, I am enjoying it a lot, but then the dream transforms.


      High speed skating and a wild hog
      I find myself inside a car, in the driver’s seat. The car is parked on a steep hill and the break fails, so it starts sliding backwards. Yaics, I have to stop it but can’t find the break! I almost hit this group of people walking their dogs, but move the wheel barely missing them, until I finally break. I get out of the car and I go half-lucid. I don’t know where I am and why I went there from this other so pleasant dream, so I decide to have some fun. I put some inline skates and slide down the rest of the hill at high speed. I am having so much fun, I scream of contentment. I pass through a group of youngsters who is sitting on the floor meditating. I feel a bit bad for disturbing them and almost killing them, actually. I remember the face of one black girl in great detail.
      The hill ends at the gates of some park. I am trying to see what this park is when a girl with a wild hog on a leash passes by me. I am like “wow” and is everybody else around who is both afraid and fascinated with this scene. People gather around the girl and the wild hog at the gate and I can’t come in. Then a couple asks me if I know if the copy house in front is open or definitely closed. I have no clue but just by looking at it, it looks like it’s not open for a long time. I suggest they look somewhere else.


      5:10 GMT

      Fetish with traffic
      There’s this two couples who like to make love in the traffic. So while one couple drives, the other is usually on the back seat doing it. But the police has already caught them a bunch of times so they came up with this truck with a cabin made of glass walls that you can see to outside but not to the inside and they have a bed there and all – really elaborate stuff just for this fetish thing they have. I am watching them having their way from inside this cabin they are driven along a highway and across a bridge. Weird stuff. I swear I have no fetish of this kind. It reminded me the movie Crash.

      Romantic walk becomes crappy
      I find Nighthawk again and we’re in the middle of some park. It’s already late evening. I invite him to walk with me, hand in hand and try to find a quiet comfy place to sit and nestle. The walk is being quite nice but then it starts to rain. I don’t care, it is not wetting me, it’s just dream rain. But he doesn’t believe that, he is getting soaked and gets really annoyed. Tells me he wants to leave. Oh boy. Ok, let’s go. We find his mom outside the park and they decide to go have dinner at a restaurant. The dream started to suck.

      7:30 GMT – Wake up

      Updated 09-11-2011 at 10:45 PM by 34880

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