I was in this expremely white house with some friends. It seemed We were actually in some kind of game. We would walk through the house and kill these people/zombies with whatever weapons We could find. We normally could kill about 2 before We turned around, saw more and died. (I didn't feel myself dying as I have felt it before in another dream). And the 'level' just started again. This happened many more times and eventually We killed quite a few zombies and I was the last man standing. I turned around and saw a very good looking female, I would rather not say what happened next as it is quite embarrassing and way out of the boundaries that I would do.
My guitar teacher came over for a lesson with his two friends. For some season another person was sharing my lesson. The teacher told him that he was doing great and improved alot. After the lesson was some confusion with the people outside, they were Running around like mad people. Slowly the dream faded.
I was at a rugby match in the seats near the front. A few guys from my school were playing the match, quite a few family members of mine were sitting around me. Near the end of the match my gran got up and started talking to my dad. This next part may be a different dream. I was at home watching a DVD on my pc. A little boy was watching my computer from outside my door. I know my dad was also watching something in his room. This 3rd part may be another dream as well. I was walking around with my guitar amp and it seemed light and disfigured, my friend was also carrying his. I do not recall anything happening further.
I've trying to have a lucid dream for the past 2 months, so this brought me a lot of joy (and confusion). I went to bed at 11:30 and had to get up around 7:40, so I was very tired when I woke up at 7:20. I layed back on my side and apparently fell asleep. I remember being in a warehouse in the middle of the desert looking for valuable gems I could take. I heard a noise and decided to sneak out the back which lead to an airport in a city. I opened the doors to the airport and I see a bank being robbed. My friend from school walks over to participate, at which point I became lucid because that was out of character for him. It seemed to last just a few minutes, but I had the most amazing feeling when I thought, "This is a dream". I changed the scene to one of a comfortable living room just to think about the fact I was lucid. Then I sleepily awoke full of joy for what seemed like ten minutes. I should of reality checked because my brothers bed was replaced by a dishwasher (no idea). Then I turned to go back into my room and woke up for real at exactly 7:50. I really want to have another lucid dream now.
Started out a man with a chainsaw was chasing me around trying to kill me but i was getting away. He looked like a cross between Jason and the texas chainsaw massacre guy. Anyways he finally caught up to me and slashed at me, waking me up. The reason I'm writing this insignificant short dream here is because for a split second when i woke up i could still see the chainsaw asshole standing in my room attacking me!! wtf is up with that?
I really wish that I had more time this morning to write down these dreams, I could remember them pretty well. Dream 1: I am in a room with around 5 friends or so that I can't remember, and as I am looking out a window on a fantastic view of a marketplace in rio de janero, I say, "you better stop this, otherwise I'll wake up!" then I start trying to focus light into a small object in my hand. In this entire dream, I am at the lowest level of lucidity possible. Dream 2: I am a member of either Task Force 141 or the Navy SEALs, and am mounting an assault on an oil rig. We win with minimal losses Dream 3: I am in my band directed, mr. W's bar mitzvah. In WL he is not Jewish, and is like old, so he couldn't have a bar mitzvah. few people are there, and it's kind of sad, since a bar mitzvah is supposed to be fun and be a party. I eat a lot of food. When I go back home at around 10:00 pm, I talk to my friend V, who is putting up her base clarinet, and she says she forgot about the party and will write a very long apologie the next day. I then go back to eat more food.
Dream 1: I'm in some school building with my friend K from school, and we are making ruckus and running around on top of AC vents, and sometimes dropping things on people below. This goes on for some time with teachers chasing us. Dream 2: I am in some hotel suite with 2 blast doors that are see through. For some reason my Dad has gone crazy and we are trying to keep him out. The smaller blast door takes 10 seconds to close and the larger blast door takes 30 seconds. The doors block the entryway to 2 separate balconies, and the balconies aere accessible by ladder. My dad chases me around when I accidentally open one of the blast doors and then I escape by swinging away on a rope dangling from a window a story above me. I eventually make it inside safely.
I awake. I'm lying in bed. I don't move nor do I open my eyes. I visualize the dream I just left. I now reenter the dream lucid. DEILD numero dos! So, here I am. I cannot think on what I should do. Dammit. I walk around again thinking. I thought being in school would make thinking easier. Guess not. So, I soon awake. DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK FUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK DUCK!!!
I start off in a dark room. I'm with an oldish woman and Sean F. from my school. We are looking at the weather. We see that giant storms will form soon and wreak havoc. Lovely. While looking at the weather, I become lucid without dream signs. Oh fuck... I better get outta here. Don't want a stormy LD. I see a door. I go out, and I'm at school. Ugh...rather be caught in the fuckin' storm. Well, here I am, clueless on what to do. I walk around thinking. But I soon wake up. FUCK!!!!!
The dream started and I was with firemage (this wasnt a shared dream though we have been trying to share dreams) and we were standing at the end of our street (in real life we are neighbors) and we started walking around the neighborhood. As we walked the neighborhood changed and each street we turned down seemed to put us in a different place. After just a few minutes of walking it was night time and we were standing outside a house with a motorcycle parked in the street in front of it.As we were standing in front of the house a cop drove up and got out of his car and went up to the house. he knocked on the door and a man that seemed to be about in his early or mid 20s answered. When he realized that it was a cop he tok off running and jumped onto the motorcycle and started it up before the cop could react. He drove away and the cop ran to get into the car. I dont know what happened after that.
I forgot most of my dream/s, but: I saw a couple cute ladies. I was leaving the group, but gave the blond a quick hug. Dream skip, I'm with the brunette. I end up feeling up her shirt, and later I saw her breasts but couldn't touch them. Those are the salient points that I remember, though the rest was pretty interesting. I wish I could have logged it earlier this morning.
Blue= Non-Lucid Red= Lucid Orange= TOTM Green= Real life side note So the dream started out at my buddy gavin's house. I was in his house and i went in his basement. But his basement was way different than his usual one. His house layout was also weird. So i went in his basement where he had a nice TV and then I realized i should get out of his house since he wasn't home. So i went upstairs and saw 2 ipod nanos on the the floor. I had to find out which one was mine. So i looked at the first one and the music wasnt the type i had so i looked at the background and it wasn't mine. So i picked up the second and it was mine. So then i had now somehow got to this rich neighborhood and i was up on this hill. There was a really weird house that i was looking at. It had like really skinny supports and then had an upper floor. So somehow it made me depressed. Then to cheer myself up i started telling myself a fake story about me with a British accent. So this cheered me up enough to drive in a car similar to the one in gmod down to the house and i got in one of the supports and it was an elevator that took me up to the upper floor and i thought that was really cool and it cheered me up more. So then i went down the elevator and drove up back to my hill. Then i heard my friend cole getting out of his car. (Side note: Cole in RL lives in a nice house so that's why he lived here) So i heard his mom saying he had to do his HW. Then he went on a longboard down the street and i went after him laying down on my board thing. ( Oh b4 this I had tried to find a longboard and i found a weird one and took one of his ) So i held the two longboards and layed down on my back and i heard him saying,"I wish i kned how fast i was going". Then i followed him and the got off and went into this little place that had some trees. So i went up to him and was like, "I found your longboard". He was like, "Oh that needs to go back but you can use that other weird one". Then after that i looked around at some weird bikes that had double suspension. Then the dream faded.
Well this was a productive morning. Sadly my dream recall was poor and I could literally feel my dream recall disapear upon waking up. This is the end part of the dream, but in whole was still only roughly 1/3 of the entire dream. NOTE: I don't make these dreams "forum friendly," meaning I might reference things or people that you guys don't know, but I do. I write these in a way to spark memories for me when I re-read through them a year or so from now. So I am currently on this mission that I fail to recall the purpose of. This mission required me to travel to various planets around the universe to perform some task. I currently am stopped on a foreign planet and am having a discussion with this man about borrowing his warship. He is nowhere close to being willing to provide it, so I end up using blackmail based on my mission status and a report sent about him which makes him change his mind. He agrees to give me the ship for 1 to a max of 2 weeks. I pressure that I must have it for at least a month which he eventually reluctantly agrees to. Next I am in the warship and have my team (of 4 or so) with me. The ship is longer than it is wide, not reflective at all (sorta greasy looking) and has a 'cluttered' look to it's hull. It also has long metalic legs that stick out the bottom for landing. It includes 'automatic' defenses that will target any enemy and avoid team mates, however at least one person is required inside the hull for it to be activated. As we are hovering over the planet, I recall that there is something hostile on the planet. As we come in for a landing I look at the surroundings. It is somewhat dark, but I notice that the entire surface of the planet consists of cliffs, mountains, and steep ridges covered in huge pine trees and grass. I actually locate a ridge and pathway from a different dream, though I didn't realise it at the time. There are no flatspots in sight so we cruise until we find the only spot avaliable. We land on an oval-shaped dirt patch in front of what appears to be my real house, but without the garage. We step outside and are instantly greeted by these tall women, more on the muscular side, and able to tear anyone limb from limb. Think of the people from the comic GG with the whiter hair that betrayed the main character (check attachment). Like them both in appearance and personality, only they later ride horses rather than giant spiders. They all looked similar, and yet I knew they were hostile. However before we could do anything they surround us and "befriend" us to take us into their base (that is my house). I know that they are planing gelactic conquest and have a means of mind control. Again, think of GG and the slayer wasps, only their method of gaining control was different. They lead us into the house which opens into a small steel room with a staircase that goes downwards. This staircase leads into an identical replica of our basement and they lead us right where their leader is. We are supposedly supposed to have a "discussion," but I know that they will be using this special purple knife to cut us which gives them complete control over us. The control was where they could control your actions simply by mental thought, but your consciousness would be sitting in the background helpless. I have an advantage of knowing their plan, but my team mates look oblivious. I casually start walking to the rear as they give me somewhat odd looks, then I dart up the stairs and outside again, somehow resulting with me stealing their knife. You know those nightmares where you are scared to look back because you know *something* is right behind you and about to grab you? This was just like that. I am trying to run, but merely holding the knife is influencing my body. It is close to impossible to focus and even move my feet. I am stumbling and my legs feel like lead and the world starts getting a little dizzy. I start feeling panicked as I hear them running up the stairs and think "Left, right, left, right" to get my legs in sync with my mind. I still struggle, but manage a half-run half-jog movement towards the ship. I know that if they catch me, I will instantly be turned into an unwilling slave and it makes me put all my effort into getting into the ship (who's defenses should turn on). I can sense them right behind me about to grab me, I jump into the ship (which turns into the cab of my truck) and slam the door locking it with the knife on the seat, no longer affecting me. Right at that moment they attack the door, but the defenses turn on and I feel safe. Suddenly I realise they somehow disabled the defenses as they start slowing to a stop, so I hit the gas. The ship is now my truck with a camper on the back. I start driving down what is now my driveway, and I turn left at the end then turn left again onto the main road. I look back and see two of them persuing on horses (much faster than should be possible). At this point I also notice a wild horse going the same direction but in the other lane. I see a police car coming at me on my lane just as I curve down and start going up a hill. I panick, thinking of the impending collision. However, as the police comes over the hill he is in the other lane and drives right through the horse as if it was a ghost. I think for a minute, "Well that is odd. My eyes must be playing tricks on me." Though as I look back the horse is still there trotting happily. I take the time to do a reality check and plug my nose. By now the scenery has changed away from my home and I am on a long stretch of road as the sun is coming up, with fields lying in both directions. The check works, but I do it a few times to make sure that I am not just holding my nose wrong. However, it confirms well and I think, "Ah, so I am still dreaming." I am surprisingly calm, with full realisation of the dream and logical thinking processes. The dream is decently vivid, close to real life (also in that you don't notice all senses at the time, like in real life) and I pull off at a gas-station store. I am still plagued with the "must get away!" urge, so I run inside. At this point I only remember pieces of the lucid dream, so I will combine them into one long explanation as if it was consistant. However much more happened, though not really important to the "plot." I want to make doubly sure that I am dreaming, so I decide to do a quick check by trying to fly. I have always been able to have some measure of success with flying if I jumped up and tried flapping my arms down real hard to rocket me upward (which usually then results in effortless mosing about in the air). I do so, and sort of hover in the store a bit, not that effective, but enough to prove I am dreaming. I start yelling for my "dream guide," which I basically tie into the same as a physical appearence of my subconscious, and hear someone shout back, "In a bit! I'm busy!" I know quite well that my subconscious wants to avoid me in dreams, as I can directly effect it's "free will" by direct commands. At this point, the enemy bursts through the door and I run around to a different isle consisting of an employee in a black suit and tie stocking shelves. I am suddenly holding a bag of groceries, also consisting of the "knife" which has now turned into a shampoo bottle. I drop it off in front of an isle and run back a bit to try and get rid of the enemy. Think of a rectangular extension to the store with a wall 1/2 up to the tall cieling down the center, an isle on each side. The bag is now sitting in front of that wall. I think, "Well, I can try killing these guys to make them leave me alone" because I somehow knew that if they got ahold of me, they would take away my control of the dream. I know I don't have the dream control to beat them physically, so I think perhapse telekenisis will work. I try a tabble, then a chair, then a plate, with no luck whatsoever. Frustrated, I think of just willing them to explode or disapear. Again no dice. Frustrated, and with them mere feet from me, I jump up towards the cieling. The cieling was like a triangle shape with bars going across the base, so I grab a bar. I use my flying to keep me aloft as I use the bars to thrust myself towards the 1/2 wall isle and stand on top. They gasp in suprise, as I was struggling to even WALK a few minutes ago. I think, "Well screw this, I will just make a portal to Sceptre and see if I can find Lasé". I hover over to a high part of the wall, but struggle in finding a piece of wall big enough to draw a body-size portal (as there were shelves everywhere). I then think, "No wait, I need to talk to my dream guide so I can alter my lucidity rate, otherwise this will just be a rare lucid" With frustration I float back towards the corner a bit, thinking of how to get rid of the darn enemy. They are standing right by the "knife", oblivious of it's existance, looking at me obviously thinking the same thing. I continue to think, "Well I can just give them the knife and betray my friends." I know they aren't real at this point, but I still feel bad nonetheless, and continue to struggle with the idea that it just isn't something I should do. Sorta like killing off a story character. However in the end I give them away. I sigh, and shout back at them, "Just take the friggin' knife! it is by your feet in that bag!" They look down with an "Oh! Really?" expression and shuffle through the bag, suddenly becoming my friends. I land on the floor and they are gone from my dream. I consciously think of how this lucid dream is lasting really long, and being stable the whole time. I again shout out, "Hey dream guide! Where are you?" I hear the same voice shout back again something like, "I'm still busy! Give me a minute!" I start following the voice and respond, "No, get over here!" and again hear "Busy! Busy!" I arrive at the voice which belongs to an older man in his late 60's, early 70's manning the cash register and a computer. I lean on the table and say, "No, we talk." He gives a reluctant sign and an "Ok, fine." expression. Before starting into the conversation, out of curiosity I first ask, "So, when is my next lucid scheduled?" He pulls up a list on his computer and searches for the current date. While he is doing this I notice some USB's on the wall and think, "Those would be useful in some way" in regards to my subconscious, but didn't think anything more of it until after I woke up. He speaks up, " Hm.... it looks like next saturday." Right when he finishes I wake up completely without warning. I try to chain, but it is too late in the morning (6:30am) and I am now lying wide awake. I was sorta bummed I didn't really get to talk about the things that I wanted too, but if the guy really was my subconscious, and he was telling the truth, I should be able to finish it up on saturday. I am interested in seeing if I really will have one then. EDIT: Well, Saturday came and went with no luck. BOOOOO! Oh well, I will just have to have a 'friendly' little chat with my subconscious next time around.
Updated 04-25-2011 at 05:14 AM by 15011
It happened again last night! It felt like it started seconds after I fell asleep, I was driving my car up a muddy hill, slipping and slipping, I was chased by something or was in a hurry. Suddenly im outside of the car in the middle of the hill, its still slippy, i almost fall down the hill which looks more like a vertical wall than a hill from "up there" I see my car plummet down as if it was made of papier mache. Im standing on a small stone where I found foothold and balance in the middle of the mud, as I look down, I realise that I fell asleep recently, and decide to peform an RC (my training is starting to work, yay!) As I reach for my nose to pinch it and breath it is as if my face is not there, I can never reach it or feel it, really strange. I decide to jump from the cliff to fly again, but as I jump things get blurry, I try to spin but things get blurrier, and I desperatly try and remember the other things to do to make dreams clearer, but as I do I start to feel the sensation of my arms and my body back in my own bed and eventually opened my eyes. I was probably lucid for 10 seconds, and it was the same great feeling as the first time, however now as I've experienced it twice I remember the first dream being just as short, uncontrollable and blurry. I really need to gain control, I get way too excited, jumping off cliffs 5 seconds into the dream is probably not the best way to stay lucid? sincerely, iNK sheep
Welcome to my DJ, here i'll be posting only my lucid dreams, as I've got enough headaches writing my neverending "normal" dreams down IRL, any comments or tips, be sure to send a PM my way! sincerely, iNK sheep My first lucid dream: 2 days prior: A friend briefly tells me about lucid dreaming after we watched a documentary on Chaos theory, and I find it quite interesting but left it after a brief thought. The night of: I was sleep depraved after spending the night at a friends house on his extremely uncomfortable couch and decided to take a brief nap to recover as I got back home. I lay face down in my bed tired beyond my mind, the light was on and the blinds were wide open, yet I managed to fall asleep quite briefly (I think) The dream: Im suddenly back in Sweden in the dining area of my house, it's mid day and light is shining through all of the windows, somehow i realise that this is not real, cause I still somewhat fuzzy remembered that I was sleeping, I can't really place why that thought hit me, but the second it did I started floating, as if I was falling in slow motion, It was the exact same sensation that you get when floating completley relaxed in water. However I was a bit troubled because it was hard to breath, as I drew in air it felt like my chest was being pressurized and it felt as if my lung capacity was down to 10% or something. As the floating began I started realising I was actually in control, so i started flapping my arms and floated throughout the room and and into the neigbouring living room, as I did this I felt really happy, and was thinking over and over again "I'm controlling my dream this is awsome!" When I reached the middle of the living room I decided I wanted to drive a car, so I started imagining that I was inside of a racing car, belted down to a racing seat, however as I did this the dream faded away and I woke up, I think this was related to the "pressure" applied on my chest throughout the sensation that made it hard to breath and worried me and caught my thoughts a bit. Post dream: I woke up smiling, and started googling what had just happened, and eventually found this forum and registered to try and get some clarity and perhaps experience that fantastic sensation again. I also realised that the trouble of breathing I was experiencing probably was because my face was partailly mashed into a pillow and both my hands were under my chest adding pressure to it. The details of the dream that struck me as odd was the fact that it was as if recorded with the same technique they use for old series such as "the days of our lives" it was fuzzy, dim and partially saturated and a bit to bright.
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