I was in Bacolod City. I decided to drive a motorcycle home to Manapla. I passed by Talisay City and started getting scared of robbers. I saw a place where there are a lot of people gathering. I decided to stop by and check what's going on. I saw Ms Tanya Lopez there. I asked what's going on. I think she responded "nothing." I thought then that it was the call center area. I recall a holy white demon, with white, scaly armor, throwing stuff/people. It was going to do something 3 times and then something awful is going to happen. I threatened it that I will jump on the street if it tries to do that. I did, and I became aware of my body. Mood: hazy, unclear
because people think like this: "Now I am awake ... Now I am at sleep" better question "Am I???" they forget that most of the reality they experience on a daily basis is not solid, it`s littered with their expectations and biases example: If you hate money, and there`s a 100$ bill in front of you, whether you believe me or not, you will not see it or if you see it, you`ll not pick it up out of pride or some other masked negative emotion ... some researcher guys did an experiment on this, while combining this question with a positive/negative perspective of the people on the other hand, I have this theory that Right-brained people are far more likely to become Lucid Dreamers, then Left-brained people I mean by that, they focus more on that hemisphere left-brained: engineer, doctor, anything tehnical, business guy, stock broker right-brained: actor, musician, graphic designer/painter, somebody who is extremely good at people and allways was and never learned that from anywhere so just check out the link here: http://controlmind.info/human-brain/...rain-functions and notice stuff on the list like: • Prefer visual instructions with examples • Follow Eastern thought • Like to read fantasy and mystery stories • Like to write fiction • Fun to dream about things that will probably never happen • Enjoy making up own drawings and images • Enjoy creative storytelling • Prefer to learn through free exploration • Good at recalling spatial imagery • Solve problems intuitively • Dreamer • philosophical so if you are a tehnical guy, you should be focusing more on right brain activity and that might get you better results so try this test to see it http://www.wherecreativitygoestoscho...ht/rb_test.htm I am even, that means I use both, most of you are probably left-brained and exercised the other hemisphere wit this stuff, because a right-brain individual would abhor an only text based environments
warning this topic can and will be considered offensive by some of you so is it possible that the religious visionary guys, from shamans to prophets were actually natural lucid dreamers? religious texts are full with archetypal stuff and you meet most of those while you are dreaming Dream interpretation - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia watch and listen to this guy, talking about his laptop telling him it`s God and turning into a heart burning with a purple flame talking ,burning bushes, anyone? a rephrase: are we f*cking m0r0ns for killing each other over hallucinations, that can be induced into every human being with the right tehnique? just a thought, please don`t shoot me, I am a monkey in the forrest, who recently learned how to type at computers, you don`t shoot monkeys, that`s unhuman, right?!
Holy cow. I feel like I've remembered over 4 dreams today, but I can't remember them 4 months ago, I had a nasty abscess below my right ear. It had to be cut open. After the surgery, the doctors told me that after the wound had healed I would have to go and get another surgery, but this time removing the whole thing. This dream is closely related to the fact that I'm nervous about the upcoming surgery. Alright, let's begin. I'm in my olds schools nurses office. The lighting was dim, and the room had red curtains, so the room was dark and red. There were two people in the room. My family doctor and my aunt, who works in the hospital, but isn't a doctor. I was very nervous and asked them whether they would have to give me full Analgesia (spelling?) or just around my ear (which they did in real life, but this surgery is more serious). I don't remember what they said. I layed in a dentist chair and waited for the surgery to begin. My stood next to me and reached for my ear, holding a needle. I nearly panicked, but the needle didn't even touch my face. I then get up from the the chair and sit on a hair in the corner of the room. My aunt sit next to me, holding a needle. It looked like a normal needle. I asked her why the needle was so thick. Instead of calming me, like she usually does in real life, she said to me: :"Yes, it is thick, and painful". Everything went black, I woke up, my eyes were wide open and I was taking very deep breaths. I didn' even bother to try to WILD, DEILD or do anything else. Writing this, I realised that what I dreamt was a nightmare. Thank You apple juice...
Dream Lucid Me DC I can't remember the beginning of the dream, but I was supposed to go and save some captured king or something. I have a sword that, for some reason turns into a powerful two-handed sword when I'm in the throne room of the king, but shrinks into a dagger outside of it. Outside the castle I get attacked by someone, but am teleported to safety by someone who gives the sword it's power back. (A.K.A now it's a two-handed blade all the time.) He tells me it's the Master sword. He creates a portal to the person who attacked me (Or to the place he attacked me or something.) and I jump in holding the blade on top of me and shouting that that person should beware. Can't remember what then happened, but the next thing I know I'm somewhere with two people and some evil guy is trying to stop us. He's flying in front of us and is about to use some magic, but I throw my sword like a boomerang, killing him. I grab the sword when it comes back and the other person with me says something about how dangerous that was. I give him some sarcastic answer and we continue. The next thing I know I'm with my classmates in some sort of harbor. There's some woman there who lives there. I can't really remember the details or what was going on right now. Next thing I remember is that we're all sitting in a bar. My friend is sitting next to me. There's a lot of sailors in this bar. I guess that's logical because we're in a harbor. We see some commercial on the TV where some captain and his first mate or something tell about their tour ride or something. Then notice something weird. The text in the commercial is in finnish, even though we're nowhere near Finland. (I assume.) I become lucid. I go outside the bar and try to open a portal. I'm still holding the blade, so I try to thrust it forward into the air. Some circles and stuff appears. I think I succeeded, but then they disappear. I try again a couple of times. I get the shapes back once, but they won't last. I'm really angry about this, because I think (And still do.) that this dream is screwing with me. My friend is standing next to me. I start to explain to him that all I ask for is to be able to teleport and that he should help me at least a bit. He says OK and starts to build something. It takes a while and I tell him to hurry up. He finishes it, goes into the bar and attaches the device into a lamppost. It's some kind of box with an on/off switch and a white light on it. He tells me to put it on and look at it. I do what he says and the white light turns on. Slowly everything starts to turn white. Then I start to feel the dream fading. I hear my "friend" tell me that I fell right into his trap. Or something. I turn around and swing them with the sword that I'm still holding. I run up some stairs away from the bar and stabilize the dream. The DCs are coming up the stairs. I can't run away because something invisible has grabbed my ankle. I fight them for a while before the dream fades away.
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I was being dragged through some kind of hall... it was grandiose, and the walls were adorned with a lot of pictures of some pissed off guy. I was immediately lucid. After all, it's not everyday you're dragged down a big hall owned by an even bigger pissed off narcissist. Things were a bit hazy, like I was just waking up or something. I looked up to one of the guys dragging me. "Oi, big boy. This draggin' shit is giving me a wicked carpet burn, how's about lettin' me walk on my own two legs?" He then replied with a very thick Russian accent "You will be dragged all the way. There be no lee-way for traitors." He was pissed about something. "Look, Ivan, you're probably angry about.... not getting vodka I guess? Russians were always weird to me." He doesn't respond. "Alright then, you must be a sober guy. That means you beat your wife, correct? Or is that your buddy Mikhail over here?" I motion to the other guy dragging me. "Mikhail", as I called him, was obviously ticked off, but Ivan was still not paying attention. I sighed. This wasn't helping. I slipped out of my body just so I didn't have to deal with the carpet burn for now. The russkies continued dragging my body until we reached a rather large door. The door opened by itself, which would've been scary if they weren't the same gaudy yellow as the pillars in the hallway. We opened to a large room. I jumped back into my body. "Finally, a room without yellow. You guys could really use a re-decorator. Some chandeliers, a splash of green. Maybe it wouldn't look like a fuckin' pleasure palace after that." Ivan then hit me in the stomach with the butt of his rifle. "Oooh, you're gonna have to do better than that, Ivan. My grandmother could hit harder, and she's dead." Ivan got pissed, but he didn't do anything else. Then I heard a voice coming from ahead. Another Russian accent. "Welcome... traitor.", The guy from all the pictures in the hallway then walked out of the darkness. "It seems you didn't manage to keep your lips shut about our business This mea-" "Oi, Jackass!", I interjected, "Before you go on with the boring speech, can I get some aloe or something for my legs? I got a wicked carpet burn from your rug in the needlessly long hallway." He was obviously ticked now, making the same pissy expression he did in the pictures in the hallway. "Silence!", he then got right in my face, "Why did you sell the secrets to the Americans?" "Dude, first off, what the hell is going on?" "You!, that's what, 'dude'.", he put a really sarcastic tone on the word "Dude". "You were working with the KGB, and sold secrets to the Americ-". *Cough*, "Dude, you need a tic tac or something. Now, lemme guess. You're Joseph Stalin? And I was working for you, and I sold secrets?" "Yes." "Okay. Now that we're clear on that, how did you find out?" "A friend of yours dropped by.", he said with a grin, "Abel, could you show yourself?" Then that rat bastard came out of the shadows as well. (To tell you what he looks like, he was wearing a brown military outfit, he had blue hair with black as coal eyes. We'd met before, in a dream I didn't journal) He was holding a chain or something in his hand. "Hello, Ez.", he said in that annoyingly harsh voice. Oh, how I loathe him. I wasn't going to let him get to me though. "Hello, Abel. I see you survived the clusterfuck that was your little Camp." He twitched, but only for a second. Still, I could tell the little camp incident was still bugging him. "Oh, I don't care about that anymore.", Liar. "I got this little parting gift at least.", he then pulled the chain, revealing a battered man. Shoulder length brown hair, full beard. Yup, it was Kris. (Kris was a DC in The Camp, I met him when I burned the place down, as he had been wanting to do the same thing for ages. He also talked with a cool Irish accent.) "Well.", he said, "This is embarrassin'". "It sure is, you fucker.", I said, jokingly. They tried interrogating us for a while, but torture doesn't exactly work when you just switch off pain. I finally looked over to Kris, "I'm bored now. I say we get out." "I'm down.", Kris grabbed a machete they had tried using during the torture thing, and lopped off Mikhail's head. I put my hand up to Ivan, opened it, and blasted him away with an Uber Bolt. Abel tried to slice me with his sword, but Kris blocked him with the machete. "Get out of 'ere", he said, "And get Stalin!", I chased after Stalin then, through a hallway adorned, again, with the crappy yellow color. A few guys tried getting in the way, but I took care of them with more Uber Bolts. I finally came to an open area. "Where are ya, russkie? I know you're here!", A hail of machine gun fire blasted me off my feet. Good thing I can take quite a few bullets. I got back up, and Stalin was in a ten foot tall robot, with miniguns for hands. He unleashed another lead wind, but I managed to keep from being hit. I sent a few Uber Bolts his way, but they weren't doing any major damage. His pauldrons popped up to reveal missile launchers. I'm sure you can guess what he did with them. I deflected a few missiles, and sent one flying back at him. It hit his head area, shutting down the robot. I tried to get close to it, but Abel appeared in a blinding flash of light. "Well," he said, tired from his fight with Kris, "This wasn't a [I]total[/I] failure.". He disappeared in another flash of light, along with the robot and Stalin. Thinking back on it now, I really wish I knew what he was talking about. I woke up after a reunion with Kris. He didn't know anything either, but next time, we're both going after these guys.
I woke up around 5 AM to attempt a WILD. My HH was extremely weird! I heard marbles rolling around, and I could see feet floating by me. Anyway here is my dream: I was looking up at Chichen Itza. I stabilized the dream. Chichen Itza seemed oddly big, too big. I looked around and figured out I was really small. I touched my nose and imagined myself becoming bigger. Everything looked normal now. I made a box appear and grabbed a bright orange top hat out of it, and put it on. I saw something on the ground and went to grab it, it looked like a Harry Potter wand. I pointed it to the sky and imagined the beacon coming out of it and shooting into the sky, right above the pyramid. There was a huge flash, and I could see green colors floating above the pyramid. Good enough. It was dark out, but not too dark. It seemed like night was going to rush over the sky any minute, but it didn't. I decided to go to the top of Chichen Itza, and look for anybody else. There on the stairs was that same girl that dropped the baby in my other dream. She had a dark green hoodie on, lightish brown hair, and blue eyes. "Puffin? Is that you?" I said. She looked up at me, excited. "Your dreaming!" "Really?" She looked around, excited. "Yes. It's Mancon Puffin!" "Wow.." she exclaimed. Suddenly she looked a bit alarmed. "There's something I have to show you grab my arm! Oh my gosh, this is so cool! Grab my arm!" I grabbed her arm, and she looked really concentrated. There was a white flash, and we were standing under a cliff. The cliff was really tall, and made of rock, some parts covered in dark green moss. In front of us was water with huge waves. You could see the cliff reflected in the water, with the reflection of the mossy parts, standing out the most. We were standing on a sandy beach, with some crabs walking around. It seemed like there would be a storm coming soon. "Is this really a shared dream?" she asked me. "I don't know, if it is it is my first one! What do you want to do?" I asked her. "I read your skating on ice dream, and though it was really cool! We NEED to do that!" "Oh you did? That sounds like a lot of fun actually!" I used waterbending to shape boards out of water, and then freeze them. "Here you go," I handed one to her, "Just step on it and go! Like frozone!" We both shot off at the same time into the air. A frosty blue ice trail shot behind us. We did cool tricks, and kept going higher and higher. Everything got foggy. "Let's try to make it to the moon!" I told her. "Okay!" I heard a faint reply. I shot up until I could hear my board cracking. No worries! I remembered I can just fly. I jumped off my ice board and flew straight at the moon. I landed, and dust flew up everywhere. I looked around. "Puffin?" I asked. She was no where in site. I flew all the way around the moon looking for her, no Puffin!
Updated 08-02-2011 at 06:52 AM by 27913
Mancon's Dream I woke up around 5 AM to attempt a WILD. My HH was extremely weird! I heard marbles rolling around, and I could see feet floating by me. Anyway here is my dream: I was looking up at Chichen Itza. I stabilized the dream. Chichen Itza seemed oddly big, too big. I looked around and figured out I was really small. I touched my nose and imagined myself becoming bigger. Everything looked normal now. I made a box appear and grabbed a bright orange top hat out of it, and put it on. I saw something on the ground and went to grab it, it looked like a Harry Potter wand. I pointed it to the sky and imagined the beacon coming out of it and shooting into the sky, right above the pyramid. There was a huge flash, and I could see green colors floating above the pyramid. Good enough. It was dark out, but not too dark. It seemed like night was going to rush over the sky any minute, but it didn't. I decided to go to the top of Chichen Itza, and look for anybody else. There on the stairs was that same girl that dropped the baby in my other dream. She had a dark green hoodie on, lightish brown hair, and blue eyes. "Puffin? Is that you?" I said. She looked up at me, excited. "Your dreaming!" "Really?" She looked around, excited. "Yes. It's Mancon Puffin!" "Wow.." she exclaimed. Suddenly she looked a bit alarmed. "There's something I have to show you grab my arm! Oh my gosh, this is so cool! Grab my arm!" I grabbed her arm, and she looked really concentrated. There was a white flash, and we were standing under a cliff. The cliff was really tall, and made of rock, some parts covered in dark green moss. In front of us was water with huge waves. You could see the cliff reflected in the water, with the reflection of the mossy parts, standing out the most. We were standing on a sandy beach, with some crabs walking around. It seemed like there would be a storm coming soon. "Is this really a shared dream?" she asked me. "I don't know, if it is it is my first one! What do you want to do?" I asked her. "I read your skating on ice dream, and though it was really cool! We NEED to do that!" "Oh you did? That sounds like a lot of fun actually!" I used waterbending to shape boards out of water, and then freeze them. "Here you go," I handed one to her, "Just step on it and go! Like frozone!" We both shot off at the same time into the air. A frosty blue ice trail shot behind us. We did cool tricks, and kept going higher and higher. Everything got foggy. "Let's try to make it to the moon!" I told her. "Okay!" I heard a faint reply. I shot up until I could hear my board cracking. No worries! I remembered I can just fly. I jumped off my ice board and flew straight at the moon. I landed, and dust flew up everywhere. I looked around. "Puffin?" I asked. She was no where in site. I flew all the way around the moon looking for her, no Puffin! I woke Up
Updated 08-02-2011 at 07:03 PM by 26034
This was a dream within a dream. I remember dying, I don't remember how I was dying although I do remember I was being murdered. I was begging God for mercy on my soul. When I died, I woke up (still in the dream). I wasn't in a familiar bed, not mine nor my boyfriends. I sat up to relax, and as I sat up I felt a burst of energy (best I could describe it) I looked behind me and there I was. I just had an Open Body Experience. I freaked out, and immediately slammed myself back down into my body. I woke up.
Puffin's Dreams Dream fragment 1 (regular dream): There was much more to this dream, but I can't remember what. From the part I remember, it was nighttime, and I was at the bottom of a sheer cliff; this cliff was probably only 100 feet tall and was made of dark brown rock. In front of me stretched an ocean of very dark water; the sky was fairly dark but not like it would be in the middle of the night, and gradated to a lighter, almost green-blue on the horizon, where the water was. I was standing on a smooth, mint green piece of 'land' which had a wavy edge on one side. There were ripples of white in it, and the entire thing was shiny. I stepped on it and the land cracked into three pieces; two of them were large and the other piece was rather small. I don't remember what happened after that; I know that I didn't end up going in the water, though. Dream fragment 2 (regular dream): I was on my bed, and had just 'woken' from a previous dream. I decided to get up and do something else, but I was stuck in sleep paralysis. I got some weird hallucinations; when I opened my eyes near the beginning of the episode, I saw tiny stars from the mario games that were floating near the ceiling. I remember squeezing my eyes shut and being in a large garden with trimmed hedges, light grey stone for walkways, and lots of pollen in the air. That must have been the 'dream' that was forming, but I soon lost it. I came to the unconscious conclusion that I was dreaming, and tried to snap out of it, on the verge of shouting because the SP hallucinations were becoming frightening (these ones were mostly tactile, not visual - my eyes were closed now). However, the lucidity was ridiculously low, so I will not be counting it as an LD. The viewpoint changed from first- to third-person about midway through the dream. Dream fragment 3 (very poorly-remembered DILD): This was a longer semi-lucid that probably clocked in at around 8 minutes, although I can't remember next to anything about it. One thing I do remember is doing the nose-plug RC, but I don't know where I was at the time. Skip a few minutes forward and I was now doing stabilization exercises. I was walking into an underground subway station; it was essentially a large room with a fairly low ceiling; the entire thing was made of darker grey concrete that was almost shiny. The lighting was poor (in other words, dim), with a dark yellow tone to it. The concrete was stained and looked fairly decrepit. On one side of the floor, going from one rectangular hole in the wall to the other, was a clean, normal-looking indent for a subway. I was walking through a tight hallway, made of the same concrete, to get to this room. The hallway was probably only 2 feet wide, and only twice my height. On the left, I was running my hand along the wall as I walked, because it was covered in transparent patches of ice, and white frost that looked very real. I remember marveling at how cold and realistic it felt.
someone was telling me that i looked like this professional skater. i turned on the tv, and the x-games were on, and low and behold, some guy was skating who looked like me....instantly i wanted to meet the guy.
01.08.2011The Chosen One (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I decided to try and mentally recall rather than write some words down at night. Lesson learned. I was in hell with a girl I know. Some random guy was there as well. I had a magic wand and was fighting off Death Eaters with a myriad of spells. I was Harry Potter, by the way. I had the scar and all. The random guy said "You are the chosen one!" "No!" I said. "I just do a bunch of random shit. Honestly. I have no clue." "Uh, what the fuck. Yeah sure." He ran away from all the fighting. I turned around and she was still there. I looked at her and yelled "YOU are the Chosen One!" "Me?" "Yes. You are THE CHOSEN ONE!" I yelled as I shot a lightning bolt into the portal. It was now a huge swirling portal from Oblivion with a blue portal. Hell's floor was made out of raw meat and had lava all over the place. I handed her the wand. "This is your moment." and she put it in her right hand. Dream fades.
Updated 08-02-2011 at 07:30 AM by 29747
Still working on lucid dreaming. Seems I can't focus enough to do WILD each night.
I had an absolutely epic dream earlier. But I'm rushed for time, so I'll do it no justice. At first, I was in a type of quarintine (SP!) The planet was dying and we were in some sort of enormous biosphere. One area had a smaller machine in it which was a sort of beacon that could carry only a couple of people. I kept trying to access it, but one area was much too small for me to get my hands on. So the dream changed and I was swimming in an ocean. A fish bit me. He looked strange and the bite hurt. But I didn't hold it against him and gently removed him from my hand. Then I held him in my cupped hand and swam him back out into the water. But as I caught a wave he said "Weeee!" So I kept repeating it and I made a best friend. We were swimming under water and some of the areas were brightly red. I asked him about it and he acted as if I was the stupid lifeform ever. They were lava flows I took him back to the general area with me per his insistence. I felt badly because he was dying. I ran from body of water to tubs of water then finally to the area of the machine I couldn't access. I set him inside of it and it was some sort of flying "ship". Using it, the fish accessed a control panel which opened a vacuumed door to another room which was flooded with water. I watched on a video feed as he indicated a plug that needed to go into the wall. He did something else that drained the room. I ran in to plug it in, but others rushed me. They didn't want access to the outside world. I placed the fish in a tub but he eventually died and I was heartbroken. Can't remember how the dream progressed, but I eventually got to the machine and disabled the biosphere. The children who grew up in the biosphere all went a little wild when they were allowed into the outside world. "I" tackled some guys on a vehicle so I could have it and at one time, the dream reversed which showed me why I did it. They were drug runners working for some cops who were moving drug laced food products from a local restaurant. At some point, I was told I was pregnant and I was confused because I didn't remember having sex. There was a priest there who kept giving me a hard time and when I questioned his teachings he asked "You're not one of those Jehovah's Catholic Witnesses are you." I was perplexed and said "There's no Catholic in it." Toward the end of the dream, I was walking outside with a guy and looking at the sky. It was very cloudy but there were "tracks" or light in the sky which were breathtaking. I told the guy to forgive my ignorance, that I wasn't feeling well and I asked what they were. It was the natural sky, but I don't recall what caused it. I was near tears at the beauty of it. Then I was hiding from the drug cops in a bathroom. There was another me who had to hide in the closet. Then I woke up.
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