You heard me. It took 70 DJ entries and 15 lucid entries, but my goal of levitation aka flying was finally done this morning As I am walking down the street of Brossard, an asian guy walks past me. He goes to meet his friends. When I get close to them, one of them asks me what is my "clan". I say I have no clan since im not out very often. They tell me if I dont join their clan I could get attacked. I question if they do like criminal stuff. Mostly they play hockey but also do some small crimes along with stupidities. The leader, a 10 yr old boy, explains all the details to me. Back at my house, a quick search on the internet tells me they are called the BlueBloods and are competing with various gangs from the region. Next, out of nowhere, I am in the middle of a hockey game with them. I even score Then I become lucid, once again without reality check. I just am. In a big house, I simply decide to fly. I scream Levitate! and I do. It felt incredibly real, just as real as real life.
Dream: It started with me and a few friends sitting down, getting ready for our chior concert. When it was time, we got up in our positions. I could see my parents watching, my dad was bored out of his mind. Then, we sang. We sounded terrible. Afterwards, we had a feast. I accidentally stumbled upon a different feast, my sister was in it. Later my mom drove me home. We stopped at cranfords to get some groceries. But, then, we saw my sister drinking light beer, but, it turned out to be orange juice. I decided to go home with my sister. She told me that I had ruined her feast. I woke up. Dream Ends
Good morning, everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. The second dream occurred in a 15-minute space between my waking up to check the time and my actually getting out of bed. Dream #1 I was in a forest or a park. It was a clear, autumn day. I stood with a small group of people who were probably around my age. We were hiding or just standing behind a tall tree like a poplar but with really ropy bark. In a leaf-strewn clearing just beyond the tree, a woman was interviewing "the famous artist" Dylan Reed. He was either a poet or a punk rock singer. But he was generally known as a kind of rebel genius. The interviewer started asking the man a series of questions based on something I had told her about a friend of mine who was also known as kind of a wild guy. The friend may have been among the group of people standing with me behind the tree. I felt embarrassed that the interviewer was posing all these questions in such a way that they were obviously about my friend and they were obviously made to guve the impression that I thought badly about my friend. And, worst of all, they were posed directly to "the famous artist" Dylan Reed, of whom I thought so much! The scene of the interview seemed to change from being in the forest or park to being in some kind of department store, possibly near the perfume section. The interview was now over, and the woman had walked away. One or two friends and I were now trying to meet Dylan Reed, who was still milling around, all by himself. He seemed to be a tall, good-looking, white man, somewhat well dressed, with hair about down to his jawline. The perfume area was now something like an area displaying things like small luggage and bookbags. Dylan Reed and my wild friend were something like the same person. My friends and I got a chance to speak with him. While my friends, in particular a pretty female friend, were speaking with Dylan Reed, I was thinking to myself how to make him understand that I didn't think about him in such a critical way as the interviewer had made it sound. I may have been staring at a very nice, navy blue book bag up on a glass shelf. I may have seen it from a low angle, a child's point of view. Dream #2 I walked through a very nice lobby like in a museum or a very big library. There were stone columns and walls, marble floors, and wide, curving staircases. A dim light flowed in from high windows. Some walls or portions of walls may also have been wooden. I was particularly interested in a set of columns that looked "Egyptian," with very ornate, almost wood-like, carvings of fruit and tree-textures. I was either walking with or meeting up with a woman about my age, possibly my old friend P. She told me, "I've been around this place since the mid-70s. So I've seen it really develop and change through the whole remodeling process." I was pretty impressed.
non-dream - non-lucid - lucid 09/11/10 I was a commander of an army among other things. The commanding of the army takes place in a setting that is best described as a combination of Battlefield, Rome and Command and Conquer. I am engineer of sorts and have invented a vehicle throwing out grenades at a rapid pace. This results in a lot of people flying about, dying. The scene keeps changing between first person and giving me a tactical overview of either the world map or the immediate surroundings. Towards the end of the dream I retreat to a bedroom that is set in darkness. Cleopatra's bedroom apparently because she enters and tells me she needs to get changed, she takes off her top and to my delight she is wearing nothing underneath. She vaguely starts explaining about her problems with Mark Anthony, he has broken his promise of protecting Egypt. She sits down next to be on the bed and starts finding a clean shirt to put on. I don't allow her, I grab her around the waist and lie her down on the bed. She is excited and want it as much as me, and although I believe her motives to be mainly political I am seriously turned on, in fact I think I enjoy the political aspect of sex, something I have never (and probably never will) experienced before. We kiss and I undress her and myself, but as I am about to enter her there is something in the way. I get a bit annoyed and wake up realising that I have a massive boner and my pants are acting quite restrictive. Bummer!
08.11.2010I want to help the knight! (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Two dreams. Second: I was in a hotel similar to my previous dream. I had to do some errands before leaving the hotel. For some reason I looked at my hand and turned lucid. I had five fingers, however, I realized I also had a thumb totaling 6 fingers. I ran to the window of my room. The room had a king bed and a couple of portraits. I looked outside the window and I saw a never ending sea. It was very sunny and I felt the wind coming from the window. My dream was not stable so I decided to start to fly to make it stable. I was flying easily and planned what to do. I recalled I want to Astral Project from any single lucid I have, I was about to land to close my eyes and project, but my dream was still fuzzy and I knew I was going to wake up if I attempted. The imagery changed. I saw a lake and a forest surrounding the lake. I was planning to dive inside the lake and see what was on the bottom. I remember from a previous lucid I saw a ton of ear plugs sunken on the bottom of a swimming pool. However, I did not feel I was ready to do that yet. I know very well my dreams and I knew I was not ready yet. I kept flyign for a while and I landed in a small street. I saw a military base and there were soldiers and a general. They were saying, "We serve our manager! We serve our General! We are proud to serve our Country!" I found it funny I was dreaming with the military and wondering why. I kept waking and saw another group of soldiers. There was a sign that said, "Masturbation is also a good exercise." I laughed when I saw that. I took flight again and went to a country. I was now located in the mid age era. I told myself I could find some gladiators as I was in the proper era, however, I saw a small soldier base and I was wondering what my mind was doing. There were a few soldiers with armors. I also saw a knight that was next to the horse. A young female DC approached and she was told, "You will proudly slay it!" She put an armor on and climbed on the horse. Several pikermen approached as well and told they were going to be an escort for war. A general called my name and said, "Even you can help. I know you are in a dream form, but you can still help." I was given a small spear and a shield. I threw the shield away as I knew I was not going to get harmed. I said, "I am going to poke our enemy knight's horse feet! The horse will go nuts and throw the knight away. I was told that I could not help in that battle. I did not find amusing what I was doing and my dream was getting fuzzy. I started to fly again to make it stable. I saw a few trees and some weapons (swords, scythes and more old school steel weapons) I felt the dream was not stable and it ended. I had a FA in my bed. I could not see but I had my computer in front of me. I was able to download a video from my dream and I though it was going to be a great tool to recall dreams. I tried to download the video, but the PC worked bad. I realized it had no sense and I turned lucid again. I still had no vision and I could not move. I knew I needed to fly so I made the computer vanish and tried to move. Suddenly, a voice said, "That is enough lucid dreaming for the night, wake up!" I woke up and it was actually time to wake up. Missed dream signs: - None. Realized dream signs: - Realizing I was not in the physical plane. - Downloading a dream from my PC to who knows where. Reality check performed: - Hand check. Failed and turned lucid. - Just turned lucid.
08.11.2010Meeting a Canadian (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Two dreams. First: I was in a big hotel by myself. These hotel had very big pools, it was sunny and very warm. I saw several DCs. I met with a female DC and we liked each other. She wanted to have sex with me and she was a virgin. We met with some DC and I needed to leave, however, I wanted to spend some time with her. We went to her room. The bed of her room was outdoors where a lot of tourist walked by. We entered inside her room (which had no bed because it was outside) We got naked and we left the room. It was raining now and we ran naked on the outdoors. We finally had sex, several odd thing happened that are hard to explain and rated M, so I will avoid. I had to leave but I wanted to met with her in the future. She was from Canada and she gave me her contact info. Missed dream signs: - Having sex with someone who was not my wife. - Odd imageniry when she was naked.
I WAS FLYING ACROSS THE SKY AT NIGHT LOOKING UP THE STARS, AWESOME DREAM .
Space 1 some really weird abstract space dream. I think I was flying in a ship and was entering a place like in a starfox video game. There was this HUGE mother ship that I was flying through and trying to blow up. I think i hit a critical part but it didn't blow. I had to exit the mother ship. I tried to fly back in but it was impossible to do so because of a shield of some sort blocking me out. Space 2 Really weird dream of just floating in space near a large planet like jupiter. I was facing some other space dude. His eyes were black portals and I got pulled into them. Then i was near some Nebula. I saw the black portal closing from where i came. So I flew towards it but it dissapeared. So i get flying towards the nebula but it never got any larger. It's like I wasn't moving at all. False awakening FA, and I'm in some dark room. I think i feel the presence of a woman so I try to make her appear but it turns out she's not there. I get up and go looking for her but I can't remember the dream. Hypnagogic stuff Some HI stuff about sexual things so gross that I won't even mention what it was. Guitar I was playing on an acoustic guitar with black blotches marking the chords I was supposed to play. Turned out to be the song by ST Sanders where he makes fun of a Beatles music video. I think I clearly remember where the chords were... I was just singing along with the stupid lyrics. I got to the end where I sand, "Elm. Beef, Elm, Bee-hee-hoo!" and some guy was singing the very end with me. I found it rather funny.
I haven't recorded a dream in a long time. Have any of you seen the movie "Waking Life"? It's about lucid dreaming, and the importance of dreaming. We're watching it (for some odd reason) in my Creative Writing class, and it made me want to get back into lucid dreaming. I think it's dumb to be wasting my sleep, yano? If you haven't seen it, the video is on google videos. Here's the link! Waking_Life.avi Seriously, watch it. It's amazing so far. So let's try this again.
I was in some random building, or city, with AN. We were playing some sort of game or something where I had to run away from him. I don't remember much, but I remember seeing a city at nighttime. There were streetcars going through some street, and there was a park with trees behind it. The last I remember of it I actually managed to get away from him, and I was hiding in that building. --- I had a few other dreams, but totally forgot them by now
07.11.2010Enter Jim (DILD) ★★★☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I can do this. Running toward the red metal banister lining the platform between step, I make to jump over it, but screech to a halt in hesitation, fear. I can fly to the top. I know I can. Peering over the edge I see there are several flights of stairs above me and a seemingly endless drop below. This is a dream, right. . ? Right. I leap off the edge, soaring out in a wide arc before falling, down, to a certain death. A burst of denial keeps me airborne, and I shoot up to the very top of this brightly lit, overly windowed building. A school, I think. There's a railed ledge at the top, spanning out over everything below, casting a thin shadow as it greedily eats up the hot light from the sun above. People—friends—look at me strangely, but I could care less. I'm gonna have some fun with this one. Up and out, I climb, bursting through the glass ceiling only to find the building is alone, on a grey, mossy rock, in a void of white of nothing. Within moments of my discovery, scenery starts to form around the building. High snow-covered cliffs, white fluffy clouds, rushing rapids pouring over rough rocks, and a huge cerulean lake surrounding the school, snap into existence right before my eyes. Screw goals, screw DGs, screw deeper meaning, I'm free as a bird and I feel like spreading my wings. Soaring across the landscape, I twist and dive about, skirting the top of the rapids, picking up speed. The exhilarating freedom of flight overwhelms my senses, and on a whim I decide I want to try and see Raven. Flying headfirst across the ground, I put my arms out in front of me and tear at the fabric of space and time, sending my world into blackness. . . . A figure forms in my vision, blurry, indistinct. I wonder who, or what, it could be as I fly through the nether. Within seconds, new landscape begins coming into focus, slowly and in bursts, like the initial load of a large video game map. The figure becomes more defined; it's a boy, a young man around my age with deep brown hair and piercing eyes. I follow him as he jumps into a small clear-water pond. Treading in the water as I float above, he mouths something, but I can't hear him; all I get is a ethereal sense he's trying to communicate. Flustered, he tries again, and this time an echoing, almost synthesized, phrase escapes his lips: “Are you alive?” Now it's my turn to be flustered: “Of course I am.” He grins at me before taking off, running further up into this new, colorful, mountainous, landscape. I keep up as best I can, until we come to the opening *large pipe built into the rocks. A waterslide. “Prove it!” The boy leaps into the pipe and is swallowed by the dark. Dropping to the ground, I approach the pipe, and with only minor hesitation leap into it. Gravity takes over as my body falls through the twists and turns of the slide and its cold rushing water.. I let out a yell, to show my liveliness to this boy, but I feel silly. Suddenly, I stop, dead in my tracks. Odd. The plastic tube stuck firm against my exposed back, I try to restart my descent. With some luck, it works and the ride continues, but it doesn't last long. I'm trapped again, and this time I'm not getting out by traditional means. I spend the next few minutes traversing the piping, climbing strange obstacles, with no end in sight. At the rate I'm going, I'll never see the daylight again. But with some effort on my part, the next bend takes me into the light, onto a grassy ledge, where a figure stands, overlooking a vast rocky expanse. It's the boy from before, but he's not a boy anymore, he's an adult, and there he stands with the poise you'd expect of a politician or military leader. I approach him, and our conversation begins. His name is Jim, and he's here to teach me. He says he'll be stalking me ferociously over the next few nights, tracking me, watching me. Furthermore, he wants to know what kind of car I typically drive. “What kind of car I drive?” “Yes, it's important we supply you with cars you're familiar with.” “Erm, I typically don't do much driving in dreams.” I can't help thinking this conversation is getting weird. What do cars have to do with anything. . . ? To be continued. . . . Maybe. . . .
Non-lucid Lucid I am in a dark building with long hallways, brick walls, many doors and many stories. I am pretty sure that it is an apartment complex. I am with some friends and we keep on running into zombies behind every door and around every corner. These zombies have bulging eyes, bald heads, and no skin so that their raw flesh and veins are showing. Whenever I anticipate that a zombie to be in a certain place, a zombie is always there. We are trying to run through the hallways, ascend the stories and reach the top floor of the building where we'll be safe. I open the door to the stairwell and see a zombie standing still in the darkness. I yell at my friends to run for it and this makes the zombie spring into action and it starts to chase us down the hall. As I am running, I suddenly remember that zombies are one of my dreamsigns. I do the nose-plugging test and I can still breath so I become lucid. To escape from this zombie, I simply float up and pass through the ceilings of three or so stories as if I were a phantom. I enter the "safe" top floor of the building, which is a completely empty room coated with dust. I want to bust through the ceiling of this floor and fly off. I try to do so and am unable to because this ceiling is made of titanium. I simply bonk my head against the ceiling. Fortunately, there is one window in this room. I walk over to it and I see some city streets below me. All the buildings and houses are kind of old and run-down. I break the glass with my mind, climb through the window, and safely drift down to the sidewalk. I get a strong desire to find my dream guide, so I attempt to yell, "Dream guide, where are you?". When I try to shout it only comes out as my voice at normal volume. THings start to get hazy, so I re-stabilize the environment and make it as vivid as real-life. I walk down the sidewalk and see a group of five or six people waiting to cross the street at an intersection. I think that they would be able to help me find my dream guide so I walk over to them and say, "Do any of you know where my dream guide is?". Most of them have no idea what I am talking about, but one lady tells me, "I'll lead you to him". She is a plump lady in her mid-fifties and has yellow, curly hair. She looks at me condescendingly for some reason. We cross the street and I get a little to excited to find my dream guide so my dream fades very quickly and I wake up.
I had a dream that I was riding in the car with my mom. She put a CD in and it had a song by a band that I like. I asked if she liked the song and she said yes. Then someone said something that made me wake up.
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