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    1. LUCIDMAX's max lucids! My first few lucids!

      by , 06-09-2010 at 03:30 PM (LUCIDMAX's max lucids!)


      Hey guys!
      Finally, I have begun to type my dream journal on this site. I look forward to sharing my experience with you and getting your opinion. My LDs are usually sharp and clear, my recall is good (even if it is crappy at the moment) and I get a lot of LDs! So get ready to dive into the midst of my dreams where you will find excitement, danger, love, joy, happiness, thrill, suspense, mystery and darkness!
      Now with the boasting intro out of the way, here are the earliest dreams I can remember.



      Note: I can't remember all of my dreams, so I will only post that are particularly exciting and worth posting. Also, the dreams may NOT be in order, 'cause it's kinda hard to remember ALL of my dreams AND keep them in order. So I will write as many as I remember and then continue updating my DJ from now on.


      Reoccurring Characters in my dreams :

      1. Me.

      Forms : I usually appear same as real life in my dreams. However, I can morph into any form I want. The most common transformation I undergo is my transformation into a vampire by touching a tattoo that starts from my arms, spreads to my shoulders and then to my neck. In vampire form, I gain a burst of incredible energy, and I have clawed hands and feet, black wings to fly with, and red, cat-like eyes.

      Powers : Most often, I summon my sword to fight. I can use magic, the magic of wind, earth, fire, water, light and darkness. I do that by using rings that appear on my wrists whenever I wan to use magic. I also use flash steps in almost all of my battles. I can also create shock waves that are immensely powerful, that once sliced a castle neatly in half. Another technique I am very handy with is stopping time upon will. And I am pretty good at every other technique like telekinesis, summoning, teleporting, etc.



      2. Leona.

      Form : She is my dream guide. I met her a LONG time ago, and she appears in almost all of my dreams after that. She is a female of about 20 years, is slim and blonde, and has a very pale skin. Overall, I would say that she is hypnotically beautiful. but she has a very strict character, and it is very hard to get in her good looks. But sometimes she can be soft and tender and takes care of me for a bit. But that is rare. She taught me summoning, strengthening my dream body on will, a little but of telekinesis and has on numerous occasions, saved my life.

      Powers : Leona is INCREDIBLY powerful, and is my master in combat skills. She knows even better martial arts than me, a black belt tea-kwon-do pupil. She can use flash steps too, and her speed is phenomenal. I had a hard time defeating her with all of my power, when she was not even fighting at full power. She is a vampire, and it was due to her bite that I became a vampire. She has her own sword, which she can use with the skill of a master. She can also use all of the powers I have, and she can also create multiple shock waves, the power of which I can not even begin to fathom. Her ultimate technique is to stop time using magic, and then stop time again while in that state, creating loops of time freezes, enabling her to create infinitely more copies of herself that ARE her, but in different, um, frames of reference, so to speak.


      Devil Jin.

      Description : He is the spirit that resides within my sword. Actually, my sword IS him, in a sealed state. Somehow, perhaps due to my ignorance about not playing with evil stuff, he was created by me when I summoned my sword for the first time. He is extremely powerful, and is VERY hard to control. It took me all of my might and Leona's help to bring him down. I suspect he could be an actual spirit, but then again, he could be a reoccurring DC. But once defeated, I can use him as a sword, and extremely powerful one. He claimed that he is made up of a ll my "negative thoughts" once, and was created due to me foolishly fantasizing about being evil, dark and stuff. He has large black wings, bright blue eyes, quite a hunk of muscles and horns on his head.

      Forms : While in released form, he can fight on equal level with me, and is able to use all of my techniques. Additionally, he also flies around a lot during combat. He also had razor-sharp claws that he uses to slice up anything in his way. When he is sealed, that is the sword form, he becomes a long, extremely thin, black katana with a silver guard, silver handle, and a thin sivler line running across the middle of it's blade. Whenever I am really serious, a black fire starts to come out from it, perhaps it's my inner energy in that form. The black fire doesn't burn me or anything, it just flows around the sword. But I find that whenever that happens, my sword becomes unexpectedly more powerful. Has the words "Espada el Diable" engraved in silver on the blade near the hilt.







      My first LD!



      Rating : ★★☆☆☆

      Ever since the age of seven, or possibly five, I have had some awareness during my dreams. In most of my dreams, I remember questioning reality during a weird dreams. Whenever I would see something strange, I would think, "How is this possible? This is a dream!" Even though I had awareness in almost all of my dreams, I could not control my dreams, not knowing of lucid dreams. The most I could so was forcibly awake myself from a particularly horrifying dream, sometimes ending up in FA. Back then, I didn't know about FAs, and they freaked me out. It continued like this for some 6 or 7 years.
      However, quite a long time before, I was in a similar situation, and had high awareness. I didn't know about LDing even then, so I thought it would be the same, knowing it's a dream but not controlling it. But it turned out to be different. P.S. sorry for the bad recall, it WAS a long time ago, y'know.

      I was in my school's basketball court, somehow. I don't know why, or how, I just became lucid. I was VERY excited, and was wondering how can I move while in a dream? I have never done that before. Then I tried to move about a little more, and found it was extremely realistic. Then I touched a nearby pillar, and then again I was very amazed at how real it all felt. I was thinking, AWESOME!! Wait till I wake up!! Maybe it was due to the excitement and my own ignorance of lucid dreaming, the dream started to fade and I woke up, still amazed at what I had experienced.


      Now, this is the second earliest I clearly remember, which happens to be months back. Between my first LD and this one, there were many lucid dreams, all too short and disappointing, and all ending up in 10 seconds or so. When I had this LD, I had researched on lucid dreaming quite a bit and acquired a lot of skills, but still had some problems with clarity and stability. It was very hard to practice in 10 second series of dreams.

      My first lucid nightmare!



      Rating : ★☆☆☆☆

      I was with some of my old school friends. I am walking along a road, in my home city. We are all going to a restaurant that is just visible in the distance. We come to a bus stand, and some meters ahead, there is a telephone stand. I tell something to one of my friends, and without my noticing, the landscape changes. Now there are no more shops. An endless, barren road, just with that bus stand sign and the telephone box. Suddenly, clouds gather up in the sky. It begins to rain heavily. There is a flash of violent, purple lightning. We are all drenched in the cold rain. We decide to head back, but there are no buildings around. Just an endless road.
      Suddenly, we hear someone crying. It is an eerie cry. We can't locate it. But we can definitely hear it. The crying doesn't stop, and it fills us with despair and horror. I look for any shelter nearby, and decide to check out the telephone box. As soon as I come near it, the atmosphere changes.
      A true dread fills me. In the telephone box, there is someone standing. A little girl, perhaps 12 or so, wearing an old nightgown. She is crying, with the most horrific as well as sad crying you have ever heard. I am mesmerized. I can't run away. I can't scream. I can't help her. All I can do is look in horror, as she turns and slowly faces me. And I see her face. Her face is the most terrifying, by far the worst experience of my life.
      Somehow, I become lucid. I am still looking at her face, and I see her pupil-less eyes, her torn lips, the black tongue, the pale skin, and the blood in little drops all over. Out of sheer horror, I scream. I scream the loudest I ever have, one that is filled of true horror. I find the feeling in my legs, and turn around. No one is there. All my friends are gone. The rain is still pouring, and the thunder still flashing. And the same landscape. The endless road. And the girl is coming after me, hands held out. She is walking slowly, and I am now running fast, but she still remains about the same distance away.
      I locate a shabby building nearby. I run into it, out of helplessness. I find just one room inside, a long room with not much width, so if is spread my hands, I could touch both the walls at the same time. I enter this room through a door. On the other side, there is a small opening, about half a meter long and wide. Not enough for me to get through. There is a green gas coming out of that opening. At first, I am relieved, thinking that the gas will drive "her" away, but I soon realize that I am choking. I run back toward the door, but the girl is standing there. Trapped! I think, better lethal gas than her, and run toward the opening, hoping she won't be able to come.
      But I was wrong. Now she is coming fast toward me, still with that horrifying face, but which now has a smile on it. The most dreadful and cruel smile I have ever seen. She is still coming towards me. Her legs are rotating about like the wheels of a train. Up, and down. Up, and down, and in a circular motion. Just like a train. Now she is just a hand length away. She brings her hands to my neck, choking me. I am powerless to even resist her. I am still lucid, and the reality of it makes my body shudder violently with horror. She has long sharp nails, which are now digging into my neck. Still choking, she brings me closer to her face. This time, I scream with all my might, a scream no one can hear. The worst, most dreadful experience of my life. She hold me like this for a second, and smiles that wicked smile again. I beg in my mind, Please! Let it be over! Now, she opens her mouth, and a smell comes to me, a smell filled of rotting flesh and human blood. She bites my chest, and I feel an agonizing pain there. I can't take it any more. My bode starts to violently vibrate. A painful experience in itself. And suddenly,
      I woke up, seeing my mother's face and my father nearby, both having a tensed look on their faces. I learnt that my family could hear me screaming, and shouting something, and writhe and twitch in bed in pain. I also learnt that they had a hard time waking me up, I was moving so violently and looked like I was in pain. This experience left me traumatized for a week, and still, after all that time, I can't forget it.

      Zombified Little Girl? AGAIN?



      Rating : ★★☆☆☆

      I dreamed that I was in a town with some of my friends, and was staying over for a few days. It's was quite a remote town, with hardly any luxuries as there are in the city. We were walking along a deserted road, which was made of normal clay instead of the hard ones in the city. I was having fun with my friends. I didn't notice that there was an eerie atmosphere, nor that there were no street lamps and we could only see ahead of us only 20 meters or so. We were walking along the road and talking. My vision was surprisingly sharp. After sometime, one of my friends told us that there a rumor around this town, that there is a haunted house nearby. It was said that it was the scene of a brutal triple murder by a drunk man who killed his wife and two children. My other friends thought it as funny, and took it just as a rumor. I sensed some danger, but I decided to chill out and told myself that it's probably a rumor. After that we somehow arrived at a mall on one side of the road, and decided to enter it. The name of the mall was "Mall of Dhahran" This is a real mall IRL. So we went inside it, and found a large area with only a few shops, and the rest was cleared out as if still under construction. We saw one room for a shop under construction, but there was a ragged old white cloth hung over it, so we couldn't see what was inside.
      I sensed a strange aura coming from that area, an aura that reeked of evil, sadness and danger. Again, I dismissed it as imagination, and we went ahead. But one of my friends stopped and told us to go ahead and check the rest of the mall out. When we asked him where he was going, he said that he was going to check out that room we saw earlier. We all agreed and told him to meet with us 30 minutes later at a certain point, and we separated. I went ahead to do some more window shopping, and saw a shop named "Attitude"
      I am sure you have heard of it. Then I looked somewhere else, and looked at the name again and it had changed to "Aptitude" I became lucid. It felt so amazing, and so real! How exciting. I didn't know much or care about RCs and stability etc at the time, so I just went ahead and decided to continue exploration, but I realized that walking was taking precious LD time. I wished that I could somehow get faster, and as I was looking toward a certain spot far ahead, I was immediately transported there. Cool!, I thought. After spending some time looking here and there, I hear a scream. Again, a scream full of sheer horror. I run to the source, arriving there in seconds. I find my friend, the one who had separated with us earlier, crouched near that same room, screaming, and crying in fright. He is a grown up and is actually pretty brave, to make him scream and cry like that would take something truly dreadful. As I go near him, I see his clothes are ripped at various places, and he is losing a lot of blood. He is hiding his face in his hands, and crying.
      I go up to him and try to help him and calm him down. I place my hand on his back, and he raises his head, and looks at me. His face is all bloody, and there are deep wound that look like they were made by sharp nails deeply scratching his face. But his face is full of dread, and I realize that he is frightened of me.
      I say, "Calm down! Just calm down! It's just me! No one is there! It's alright now, just calm down a bit." Hearing my voice, he calms down. I ask him, "What the hell happened? Why are you all bloody and wounded like this?" He says, "MAX! It was her! She tried to kill me! You must run away from here! The house! The girl!" After that, there are no more coherent words. he seems to have lost his courage to speak.
      Again, that same change in environment, the same dreadful feeling, the same girl, the same horror. She is coming out of the room, which I realize was somehow connected to the haunted house we were talking about earlier. This time, my vision is extra-clear, and I faint with horror, with just one look at that face.


      I wake up, drenched in sweat, and the face printed in my mind, probably forever.

      Leave me ALONE!



      Rating : ★★☆☆☆

      I was sleeping in my TV lounge. I suddenly woke up but still felt as if it all was unreal. Then I suddenly remembered that today is my maths exam! oh shit, I look at the clock, the time is 8:00! I nearly missed it! Anyways, there I was wishing that I was at the school and without my noticing, I was at the school. I see the whole building is empty. I think that no one is here yet. I am early. After that, I feel a really strange presence, like one you get when you think someone is following you. I turn around, and see a small girl. Only she looks like some sort of zombie, with hands and legs switched, and a whole lot of blood. I am shocked for a while, and she comes near me with her hand held out, as if asking for help. I suddenly realize that this must be a dream, as you don't get zombified little girls in the real world. She is know very close to me. I yell at her, " Get out of here, leave me alone!" And suddenly, my dream begins to dim, but I rub my hands and hang on to a pole to stay in the dream. My vision sharpens, and now I am in a totally different scenario. I am in a country side, with green hills and mountains. Then I look for something in my pocket, and take out a pill, rather like the ones that contain oil. I think, if I eat this, I will be able to fly, and viola! I eat it and start to fly, without need of directing my flight. What an amazing experience. It lasted for a while like this, then I wake up. I think, what an amazing dream! Ah well, time to get up. I look at the time, it's 6:05. I start to get out of my bed, and my clock suddenly rings. I look at it, and see it's 4:25. What is going on? I check my hands, I am missing my second finger, as if it's been cut off. Then again I get that strange feeling, and a figure, much nastier than before is coming towards me. I start to panic, and unconsciously, force my eyes open. But my eyes feel REALLY heavy and it is quite difficult to wake up, as if the dream is trying to MAKE me stay, but I manage it, this time for real.

      By now, you all must have realized that I have a serious problem with this, but I finally manage to solve it, in my next LD.

      Updated 06-18-2010 at 02:10 PM by 31502

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , false awakening
    2. Restless Night, Annoying Dreams

      by , 06-09-2010 at 03:12 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      It's days like this when I really don't even want to write my dreams down. But, to show my intent to recall, I guess I will.

      1- Laptop Thief
      My crazy neighbor is going to be house-sitting while we're away. I am the only one aware of her nefarious plot to steal all of our electronic equipment. Fearing for my laptop, I know I must take drastic action. While she is distracted, I run into my parents' room and hide my laptop under their bed. ((Because that SUCH a good hiding place. )) Infuriated, she declares that she won't rest until she gets her hands on it.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Simulated Dream World

      by , 06-09-2010 at 02:39 PM (Jonny's Dream Journal)
      09.06.2010
      Simulated Dream World. (WBTB)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I wake up at 3oClock, not sure why. However, I had planned to force myself to stay awake for a while and instead of going back to sleep, I flicked the T.V on and endured 15 minutes of Takeshi Castle, before sleeping again.

      The earliest memories of my dream are of me arriving to this large building, the rest of my school year are also hear, apparently it's a school trip. The building is huge, one of those buisnessy buildings that try and look friendly, this one has a large fountain outside and looks very new and clean. As I walk through the double doors into a lobby, it occurs to me that we are all here to take part in an online poker tournement. (Probably because I was watching poker a lot the day prior.) So I go to a desk with a woman behind it and she ushers everyone into another room. The room is full of computers, everyone takes a seat and logs in.

      At this stage something changes, I forget about poker and enter a simulated world
      (I also watched the Matrix trilogy recently, T.V should have less impact on me.) There is a gap in my memory in the dream, I vaguely remember walking down a street, there were skyscrapers and lots of people, I recall being impressed that so many people could be simulated. -The gap occurs here, what is significant is that durin this gap I realise on some level, that this is a dream-

      In spite of this knowledge I am not thinking rationally, my mind somehow reasoned that despite me being in a dream, because I am in a simulated world, I have no control over it. So I continue as before, but now there is that realization in the back of my mind. I meet with a girl, she is strikingly beautiful. We walk for a while around the city, I forget most of the dialogue, but I remember two things, the first she told me her name, which I now have forgotten, but think I may recall soon, I did remember when I woke up. Secondly a patch of dialogue I remember immaculately. With the belief I was about to deliver some truely ground breaking information, I tell her "This whole world isn't real, the people, everything is simulated", to this she simply replies "I know." This confused me, I think I concluded that she two must be a real person logged into this simulation, the dialogue between us continues for a while. Finally our walk ends and we kiss, she leaves but we plan to meet again.

      In this gap my mind briefly skips back to the idea that this is a dream, however I find this information confusing. I perform a reality check, my hands appear strange but I conclude that they are not distorted but rather simulated. Unable to reach a conclusion my mind thinks of my friend Steve, because we often talk about lucid dreams, I believed that he would be able to explain the situation to me. Then I also remembered that I wanted to attempt to cross into his dreams, to see if there is any evidence for shared dreams, of which I am very skeptical. Despite the fact this was a dream, my mind was still caught up on the simulation theory, so I concluded that I would not be able to open a link between the two dreams. Conversely, I decided it would be possible to leave the simulation and get Steve from the room we were all in at the start of the dream.

      Surprisingly I find the room how I remembered it, which is unusual in my dreams, leading me even more to believe that this may actually not be a dream. Finding Steve at a computer, we talk briefly and then I am back within the simulated world, also how I remember it, but now we are both here.

      Steve is undecided, but we soon forget about that and I become pre-occupied in showing him around, he seems quite excited and I sumarise that it must be him. I introduce him to the girl (It's really agrivating her name was long, it had an extra syllable at the end like isa, or isy or a, or something.) Anyway we are all talking, and my memory for dialogue is atrocious, anyway me and Steve leave a Cafe, which is where the three of us had been conversing and we hear a, "Hey you!" or something to this effect.

      We begin running from these two men, dressed in face scarves they appeared more bandit like, than gansta though. We quickly get away by vaulting a wall and scrambling down next to a river, we hide on some rocks under the center of a large bridge. Then further down river, off the road above, we watch as motorcyclists drive straight off the side clearing the majority of the river, landing in the shallows and driving up a bank on the otherside. Three do this, the last does a backflip much like Trinity on the matrix, when she jumps of the motorbike, the difference being he lands back on it. Me and Steve start laughing impressed, but a little perplexed by the behaviour. Then suddenly two more bikes come from under the bridge in the water, I look closer and these are actually water bikes, or jet skis w/e the name is. On them are those two bandit men, and we begin to fight. Quite quickly I find myself withstrained, the other has followed Steve, who has made it to the bank, he grabs a white bag and throws it to me, before getting grabbed by the leg and pulled back into the water. I catch it and hit the bandit holding me with it, on closer inspection, the bag was full of rocks and thorns and proves to be an excellent weapon.

      I run over and hit the bandit off Steve, the bandit travels a reasonable distance and it is at this stage I finally realise properly that this is a dream.

      We make it back up to the road, I turn to Steve and tell him "I am the one", which is really a bit sad. Anyway, he looks at me sceptically, but I am now convinced. I say, "This is all a simulation, but that's within my dream, I'll prove it". We walk past a dream character on the street, I raise my arm and I say (A little bit sadistically really :S) "Die". For a moment nothing happens, but then she grabs at her throat and falls to the floor, dead. At this stage Steve stops talking, and I question his position in all this, I remember rationalising all this out loud. "Is this a shared dream? We met outside the simulation, but no both parts are a dream, and you were in the building from the start." I stare at Steve for a moment, amazed at how I can create people who resemble there real conterparts so well.

      I continue walking now alone, and find myself outside a bar. I look at my hands and say "Clarity" precautionally, because the dream is still going strong. I enter the bar and examine all the faces, I hadn't seen any of them before yet they were all just part of my imagination. Then my eyes come across Clarissa
      (I remember now, pretty sure that was her name). The pub was split into two rooms, both public, she indicates the other half with a movement of her head and cheeky grin, before walking seductively into the other half. Needless to say, I'm fairly chuffed, and begin to follow. A balding man is entering the room with a plate of food, and I realise how public this room is going to be, I grab him by the shoulder and pull him lightly, I say "Not you." Next thing I realise all the dream characters have dissapeared, I enter the room and Clarissa is their alone, I quitely praise myself for having such a brilliant subconcious. I walk over to her and we begin to kiss and... I typically wake up.
      Longest and best lucid I've probably had though. Writing it up doesn't do it justice.

      Updated 06-09-2010 at 11:50 PM by 32037

      Categories
      lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    4. Awards and a Creeping Man

      by , 06-09-2010 at 02:28 PM
      Type: regular dream.
      Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

      Last night was divided into two distinct segments.

      The first segment involved me being at the church where we hold my school's closing ceremonies each year. The air was dustier than usual, but the ceiling was high and triangular like it should have been, enclosing the room which was very spacious. The church's walls were wide wooden panels and there were long benches, three in each row, slightly curving around the front stage area, also made of polished wood. There were unrecognizable people, probably students, sitting comfortably in the benches. I was called up to the stage by the principal of my school (who was the only person I could actually recognize).

      I got to the stage and walked towards a table, sprinkled with green and orange glitter. It looked pretty bad and cheesy, like a big birthday party table or something. I knew this even in the dream, but I didn't say anything. There were five or six papers laid out on the table, and I picked each of them up. One of them read "Shel Solversten Award", which wasn't a real award. Written below the name of the award was "for having the best signed piece of artwork".

      Once I got my awards, I didn't shake hands with the principal as I would do in real life. Instead, I walked right out of the building through an exit to the left of the stage. The steel double doors swung open as I pushed both of them at once, and I found myself on the side of a street. I looked back and there wasn't a church anymore, but a store. It was a brick building painted blue, around the size of a pawn shop, with large glass windows. In the window display there were those pink and white dogs like from Victoria's Secret.


      I walked in, the award papers now magically gone from my hand, and went into a fitting room at the back of the store. This "fitting room" was more like a bathroom stall. There were three in a row, all pure white except for the metal hinges that squeaked when I opened the door, and there were inch-wide cracks on either side where the door closed. This made me uncomfortable, so I positioned myself in the stall where no one could look in. After all, there was a bench of people outside (but right in front of) the stalls. I sat in there for a few seconds and looked out the left-hand side of the door. I saw a man sitting on the bench, a few feet away. He was slightly overweight and looked really grubby, almost like a criminal or something. I locked eyes with him and thought, creeper, then moved over so I was hidden once again by the door.

      Updated 07-03-2011 at 07:06 AM by 28408

      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Paris

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:21 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 2:45 AM.

      I was walking through Paris. Actually it didn't even look remotely like Paris, but I thought that it was anyway. I was walking through a street up a hill. The street was paved with dark brown stones, there were houses on both sides of the road. I saw something like a church up the hill. While I was walking I had to song "Paris is burning" in my head. I arrived up the hill at some sort of party. I was early, but there were already some people. They were sitting outside with plastic seats and tables. At first I was going to sit beside S., but I decided to side beside P. I asked what his daily occupation was. He had something like a painting company. I was going to ask what he was going to study, but I didn't get around to it, maybe the dream ended.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Foggy Forest

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:20 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed around 3:00 AM. I don't recall much, just an image really. I guess I should draw it, but I'm not that good at that, so I'll just describe it.

      I was walking through a forest with my parents. It was quite dark. The trees were thick silhouettes. I couldn't make out any details. There was thick white fog hanging above the ground. Through the trees there was a road composed of loose stones. On one stone close to where I was standing was a marking looking like a rainbow, except without color. It marked the path to a temple. That was the way we were going, but I don't think we ever got there. Through the fog I could see something or someone. I could only make out a silhouette.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Trains and canoes

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:20 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 3:00 AM

      I was standing on a train platform waiting for a train. My mother was with me. After a while two trains arrived on each side of the platform simultaneously. I asked my mother which train we had to take, it was the one on the right. It wasn't a regular train. There was a one meter gap between the train and the platform. You had to get over this gap by holding onto a rail above you. The train itself was smaller than usual. There were no seats inside, instead you had to lie down. It seemed as if the train wasn't riding on rails beneath it, but it was suspended on a single rail above the train.

      I'm not sure how I got from the previous part to the next, but I think it's the same dream.

      I'm in a canoe on a small lake. My mother is in the same canoe. I don't have a paddle, I left it in the train I think. I use my hands instead. There were areas through which we went in which the water had a faster current, and there were some small waterfalls. These were made by sluices.

      Updated 06-09-2010 at 01:23 PM by 25181

      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. The battle of the garage

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:19 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed around 3:00 AM

      I was a Russian soldier fighting the Germans in the second world war. The battle occurred at my neighbors garage. I had the scoped Russian mosin nagant rifle. I took cover behind a corner and told my comrades to take cover and aim towards the exit of the garage. The exit is a large stretch of road on both sides walled of, so we had a good shot. There were no Germans coming though, instead a large truck stopped near us from which we had no cover. I decided to take the truck head on, and so I took out my submachine gun. I had some trouble with that at first. There was no-one in the truck itself, so that left the cart behind it. I dropped a sort of grenade in it. (Really it was a round magazine drum that shot bullets in all directions when it went off.)
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Cars

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:18 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I woke up at 10:45.

      I was walking with B. I think on a sidewalk somewhere. We were walking towards a parking lot. He was talking about his two other brothers. One had a successful life, the other was too materialistic according to him. The term he used was "supercharged". We got into his a car, a big silver BMW. I had a backpack with me, so I took that off when I got into the car. After we had driven around for a while, we were going somewhere, maybe a concert, I opened and closed my window because the sun was annoying. It didn't help. At some point I think about reality checking and that I haven't done that the entire time, even though I was doing something I don't normally do. I was stupid enough to still not do a reality check, because I was fairly certain I was awake.

      At some point we take an exit and make a sharp turn. Somehow I get out of the car because of this and we get separated. We can't get back together easily either, because, according to the new, the road was closed. Somehow we now both have a car, which is a problem, because I don't have my driver's license. After a while I wonder why he hasn't called me yet. I decide to call him instead, but I don't succeed, instead I see the music player on the screen of my phone.

      I walk towards an isolated parking lot. There are two or three cars there. One of time is ours. Two men approach, one of them is wearing a green shirt. They are going to steel a car. At first I though they were going to steal our car, but instead they turn toward a black car parked beside it. As they approach the car, they drop a green floppy disk. I asked them about that, but they don't answer my question. The guy in green has a knife and a gun. I ask one more time about the disk, but the guy threatens my with the gun and knife, so I walk away.

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      non-lucid
    10. Notes

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:17 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 1:45 AM, the following are three dreams which are more interesting together than apart.

      I was in D. riding my bike. After a while I went through a tunnel. I continued on foot. At some point I encounter a large group of flightless birds. I think it were turkeys.

      In the course of the night I assume I have a dream in which I write down notes on the tunnel dream.

      In another dream I'm a bit frustrated that I didn't write down any notes on my dream. Then I recall that I did in fact write down some notes. I wrote down my notes on DV, where I read them. (Normally I write down notes on paper.)
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      non-lucid
    11. Lucidity at School

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:16 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to sleep at 1:00 AM, I woke up from the following dream at 9:00 AM

      I was standing in the assembly hall of our school. I was holding a stand up comedy show. I had a sidekick, I think it was an animal, maybe an insect. He was making all the jokes, I didn't talk at all. After a while I looked at the clock twice. It changed when I looked away. It was an analog clock, not digital.
      I realized I was dreaming and did a nose pinch reality check to make sure. I could breathe. I thought about my goal to be more aware in my dream. I listened to the sounds and I felt the texture of a pole. I was more aware than during most of my lucid dreams, but not as aware as in waking life. There was a pile of coca cola bottles. I took one. Later I threw it away again when I saw a vending machine with ice tea. R. was standing by it. I pressed the rather large button a couple of times A 1 liter carton of non carbonated ice tea came out, I was hoping for the carbonated stuff, but I took it anyway. I went through a door and came in a store of sorts. I walked around a bit and I came to a department for sex toys. While I was there I wondered whether or not I should write this in my dream journal and publish it, well here it is. I continued through the store and entered a dark corridor. Deprived of any stimuli, the dream started to fade.

      I managed to stay in the dream however by spinning. I was in a room with a bed. The dream wasn't very stable. The room changed from a realistic view to a computer animated view a couple of times. The dream was a bit more stable now and I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a naked female. I'm male by the way. I exited the room and found myself in a corridor. I wanted to find my dreamguide. To my right I saw a open door leading to a stretch of grass. I went through the door, it was raining. I was still naked and I felt the rain on my body.

      I wake up.
      Tags: dild
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Several dreams from one night

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:15 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 2:00, again I slept in my brothers room.

      Exams

      I was standing outside the physics classroom of our school. W., a teacher, was standing inside. I entered. V., another teacher was sitting inside as well. She was sitting on the right side of the room behind a desk with exams on them. I took place on the left side of the room. There were other students in the room as well. We were given marks of test exams. J., a student, was given a minus 2,3 for mathematics bij T. (normally the scale goes from 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest.) J. laughed about it. T., the math teacher, was stating how bad your math skill is, by giving an example of an assignment about a sign on a train platform.

      Looking for a piece of paper

      I was dreaming I was in my brothers room. I was looking for a piece of paper to write down my dreams on. (I took two pieces of paper with to write down some notes on my dreams in real life.) I couldn't find any empty ones, only pieces of paper that were already written on by my brother.

      School party

      I was standing at the school party I had two weeks ago in real life. I was thinking about getting a beer, but it was past midnight, so apparently that stopped serving alcohol passed that time. I considered getting a glass of water instead.
      Later I was doing the dishes with some other people.

      Dinner

      I was standing on a square close to where I live. I wanted to leave, but I didn't know if I had to pay for the dinner I just had, or if the school payed for it. Some other people had already left, others were still with me. At some point I was asked by P. what I was doing. I told him why I was standing there. P. was a good friend of mine once, but we haven't talked or seen eachother in 5 years. I found it weird to just answer his question without greeting properly.

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      non-lucid
    13. Cages, Politics, Hotels and Exams

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:13 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to sleep at 2:00 AM. I slept in my brothers room instead of my own. My recall wasn't very good.

      I was in a large not very well lit room. There were rows of seats, the rows increased in height. There was an iron cage over the entire thing. Angelina Merkel was speaking in front of the people seated. Balkenende, the Dutch prime minister, was seated on the top row to my left. I was sitting on some sort of box in the middle with some of my friends. To my back was a hallway. S., one of my friends, was sitting next to me and against me.
      I left through the hallway. I was in a hotel looking for my room. The walls of the hotel were white, the floor was red. I had to go to the right floor, so I climbed some stairs. I entered my room which I shared with J. and some other people. I noticed that there was wine spilled on my bed. I think J. did it, I wanted to trade sheets with him, but he didn't comply.

      A different dream:

      I dreamed about my exams. Apparently there was one more subject, but I didn't know about it before so I didn't study it, which got me a bit worried. The subject was signal processing, normally it's a part of physics.
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      non-lucid
    14. Bits and Pieces

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:12 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I haven't been able to recall an entire dream, just bits and pieces:

      I've been playing a lot of Fallout 2 and 3 lately, I dreamt about that. It had something to do with water.

      I was sitting in the living room, my cousin and her exboyfriend were over. It wasn't her exboyfriend yet or anymore. They were here for about an hour. At the end my other cousin and her boyfriend came over as well.

      I dreamt about some guy in a mountainbike race. There was a newsreader reporting about him. Later the news continued about the US being at war with the taliban I think in Sudan. I thought about what would happen if the US were defeated by the taliban.

      Updated 06-09-2010 at 01:24 PM by 25181

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      non-lucid
    15. Castles, Ice Hockey and Lucidity

      by , 06-09-2010 at 01:11 PM (Hot Chocolate's Dream Journal)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I went to bed at 1:00, woke up at 9:45 to recall the following dream:

      I was at a small castle which I and some other people had to defend. We were outside the castle grounds, which we couldn't enter because there was a wall around it. I looked at the towers with those weather vanes on top. They were pointing towards the enemy. Outside the wall of the castle were small buildings through which we walked. We sneaked up on the enemy. We were standing at a corner, with the enemy on the other side. We charged the group of about six soldiers. I went for the back of the group. It wasn't a battle to the death, more like a game. We had fake weapons. I hit some enemy and took some hits myself. After a while, when I had taken enough hits, I played death, because it was a game.

      There's a gap in my memory here, I don't know how I got to the next part. Maybe it was a different dream altogether.

      I had ice hockey training inside my living room, I never play ice hockey by the way. Apparently I was going to be the second best ice hockey player in the world, and this was some kind of flashback. There was ice on the floor. I had a hard time skating. My left knee was on the ice for a while, while I skated with my right foot. We were wearing orange-black ice hockey outfits. The training ended and I sat down on the couch. The coach tells me to take more hits, referring to the castle battle.

      There's another memory gap here.

      I was sitting behind my computer. I was starting up a game of the castle battle the beginning of the dream. I remember to write down notes from my dream. The game was in a menu, so I didn't have to pause it. I took a paper and a pencil from my desk and wrote down notes on my dream. I wrote about the orange-black ice hockey outfits. Despite the game being in a menu, it continues anyway. I saw some kind of scene from God of War. I wondered if my computer could run that game. Kratos was standing on a bridge, looking over some buildings. Somehow I thought that I drew the scene on my computer. I wondered how I could've drawn that so fast. This made me do a nose-pinch reality check. I could breath and became lucid.

      I still wasn't convince however. I looked around the living room and kitchen, but I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. I did another nose-pinch and I could still breath. This made me more certain. I walked a bit around the living room thinking about my goals and what I should go do.

      I edited this part out, to preserve my privacy. If you knew what it was about, you'd understand. I'll try to not do it too often.

      Lucidity gradually slips. I go downstairs, through the front door. As I walk through the garden I come across a football team. I greet all the players, who greet back. I go to the left and to my left are a bunch of tuned cars, with their owners close by. I touched the spoiler of one car , the owner makes a comment on this, I apologize. I continue walking down the street. There's a motorcade going on. I had to avoid a bunch of cars coming at me. I moved a bit to the left. There's a big crowd. I move further down the road, which makes a turn to the right. There's lots of confetti and smoke. There's a commentator saying that V., a teacher from my school who past a way a year ago, got a bunch of confetti over him. There's a strong wind blowing. I use it to jump up a 2 meter high wall. I look over it. Then S. tosses me, which makes me go even higher. I come back to the ground after a little while.

      I wake up.
      Tags: dild
      Categories
      lucid
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