School and a Strange Lesson I was assigned to a group of infant school kids. I had to help them with their work. The Teacher was talking, but for some reason, I hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about. I noticed that I was in my old primary school classroom, but the teacher, I had never seen before. Then, we ended up moving onto my old primary school field and we were sorted into teams. I couldn't exactly work out what the teacher was talking about, but it sounded like he was giving a motivational speech to a group of football players. Then we were back in the classroom again. We were all given a piece of card, with what looked like a football pitch drawn on it. On the card were several coloured, round markers; white, black, red, green, yellow and blue. Each marker supposedly represented something, although I got the feeling again of not being able to understand. The 2 team members that were on my team were just lying on the floor like zombies and had no intention of helping at all. I had to go to the toilet, so I left the room and went upstairs. When I was on my way I saw a girl struggling to get out of some quicksand. I helped her out and then asked her to come with me. She refused. She said she had to put some clothes on. I told her that we had no time and that we had to go now. I wrapped her up in a blanket and pulled her down the stairs. Then we were back in the classroom again. My Dad was there, sitting in an armchair, he accused me of telling all the kids about the 9/11 bombings - Weird! Some of the kids were crying and upset because they thought that they were going to be bombed. The teacher was summing the lesson, while all the kids were crying. .......And 2 really short dreams..... Choir All the Choir, including myself, were sitting at a long table. I had to give out Christmas presents. The names on the presents were really tiny and I had to look really carefully to see whose name it was. I gave them out. People clapped and cheered as they were opened. (Quite a nice little dream actually) Work Again, I was cashing up. One of my colleuges asked for my help with something. I told her that I would do it and that she could go home, I said that I would finish up here. She had written me out this long statement of how amazing she had been today and all her fantastic results for the days trade. She asked me, when I phoned the Area Manager with the figures for the day, could I read out this statement that she had written about herself. I finished the paperwork and then went to leave. As I was leaving, I realised that I hadn't called my Area Manager! I woke up!
My recall has been getting better lately, but we are still far away from the best I've been and still the dry spell for lucids continues. Let's go back to the past again. Accidental Lucid Date: October 5th, 2009 Lucid: Yes Method: DILD I was having a conversation with my brother in the living room. I was lying down on the sofa and he was using my computer, but with his head turned towards me. We were coincidentally talking about reality checks. My brother doesn't know much about LDing and in fact, he to this day thinks it's some kind of satan's worshipping. Anyway, I started demonstrating to him the different methods that you can use to RC. I didn't have any clue about being in a dream at that point. First off I did the plugging the nose -test. I managed to push some air out of my nose, but there was some friction, which made me think that I just didn't plug my nose properly. Still, the seed of suspicion was laid. Next I tried to push my fingers through my hand. My dreams are too realistic, I guess, for that to work. Nonetheless lastly I demonstrated the clock-test. The time on the clock only shifted around a bit, so I did the test multiple times, until on the sixth time the clock turned from 12 am. to 7 pm. That was big enough change for me to believe that I was dreaming. I didn't remember what was the monthly challenge. I even asked my brother, but he didn't have any clue. He was surprised too for this being a dream and started writing on my hand with a pen. Next I shouted "Clarity now!" to increase the clarity of the dream, despite it being okay to begin with. Shouting that didn't work for me though. Next I asked my brother to make the dream clearer. "Alright", he answered and started writing again on my hand. I guess the stimulation that the point of the pen caused on my skin was enough to indeed make the dream more clearer. I headed towards my brother's room, but he was still pestering me with that pen. I told him to do 100 push-ups just to make him leave me alone. Instead he just piled some junk on his hands and started doing bench press with them. I proceeded through a corridor towards his room. There was a lot of his stuff on the corridor just piled up, like he was moving or something. I accidentally caused one pile of cd records to fall. I froze and was afraid, that he would attack me angrily now. Instead he started crying over some record. I just told him that it didn't necessarily break. Then I just woke up, before I really managed to do anything special. That was my 19th lucid since I started closely keeping a record at the start of 2009.
I remember I was walking down a familiar street with tree's that towered on the sides that was a shortcut to the school field. For some reason there was no exit and there were two other ways branching off at the end off. I remember a few things happening before this happened. I believe I was at my house, I saw my grandma. I felt the need to go walking, so I did. I remember something about Mt. Dew on some cyclinder stands . There was voltage then code red I believe. I have a weird picture of my head with carmines, a cafe. There was something white in the front, like the Mt. Dew stands. So as I was walking down the field shortcut street I was on on the ways of the two shortcut thing (I came from there). Then there were a group of laughting people going down the road (teenagers) I was like . When they came down the road some chubby latino kid (by the name of Kevin xxxx) did something to me (I forget). I got angry and tried to do something back but it was a fail, that's all I remember. Was it a nightmare?
Went swimming with baron at some pool. When I was deep in the pool I was a fish eating other little fish and gaining levels. I would turn other into stronger fish. Baron would swim and eat the other fish. It was really funny. I would swim as fast as I could to one side of the pool and baron would quickly follow. We did this a few times and I realized the chlorine might be bad for him so we left. We were back at our apartment and I started putting clothes on to leave. I was wearing these crazy shoes that looked futuristic and this really nice warm jacket. I though I looked cool. I had three hats on and took them off. There was a knock and I knew it was the maintenance. Baron barked and I threw him in the bathroom and got peanut butter. I opened the door and I was. Incredibly sunny out the woman who works there said the maintenance would come soon. I heard a dog barked and thought how that would mask the bark of baron. The maintenance guy said he would come soon. That was good. I woke I woke around 7:40 and went back to bed around 9:30. I was laying down and relaxing. I kept having to change position but noticed SP almost a minute after every move. I lapsed into a mini projection and noticed heavy pressure on my back. It felt super good like a massage. I told whoever was doing it to not stop. My phone rang. I had to start over. 10 minutes of not really laying still but back in SP. I can see these images shooting at my that sort of remind me of DMT. My hard starts to vibrate super hard. I start seeing walls form around me as I touch them it gets stronger. It never gets strong enough.
Updated 01-24-2012 at 10:11 PM by 20284
Dream 1 It was the Manchester Derby and I remember seeing Lindegaard scoring a goal. Anders Lindegaard is a goalkeeper for the MUFC. He scored and I remember the crowd going crazy and seeing a fat ginger man with short hair jumping up and down singing Man United songs. I went out the stadium and stood around a bridge and seeing a old-school double decker bus. Dream 2 I'm in a warehouse and see an issue of X-Men with Rogue on the cover. I then start thinking about Gambit as they have a thing in the cartoon and he appears, hunting down Rogue. Rogue falls through the roof of a hut and Gambut looks through the whole. I get a strong feeling that Prof.X was there. Fragment I was using my PS3 to watch a CD. It worked but I'm not sure if it would work in real life so I couldn't locate the RC.
I did not remember much as usual . I remember a suitcase, a round face with black face and MAYBE a white wall and kitchen counter, that's all.
In which my brother has a new girlfriend who shaves off her eyebrows... I'm sitting with my brother's new girlfriend. She is dark-skinned and very cute with a round face that still shows her baby fat. She has big lips and hair that curls around her forehead. But she has shaved off her eyebrows and pencils in small dotted lines instead. I'm telling her that she'd be more beautiful if she let her eyebrows grow naturally. She tells me that it is the latest fashion so I wouldn't understand. I tell her that following the latest stupid fashion makes her seem immature. This exchange ruins our introduction to one another.
I was in the passenger seat of Summer's car - she was driving. We were in a city that I imagine looked a lot like Paris. There were cobblestone roads and bright street lamps lighting up the alleys. We decided to stop at a drive-through cafe to get a couple of sandwiches. However the man who worked there was obnoxious and started yelling at us about being closed and that he didn't have time to serve us. Summer called him a fuck-face and then we left. We drove to our place, it was a nice studio flat with wooden floors and a stone fireplace. My snake Virgo was out of his cage and was curled up on the floor. I went to go pick him up but he tried to bite me several times (my snakes are always aggressive in my dreams) so I left him alone. We also had a pretty large black lizard walking around. I tried to pick him up too but he sprayed this pretty strong musk that smelled like bleach. "At least it smells clean," Summer said, and shrugged her shoulders. It smelled clean but a couple of droplets got into my mouth and it tasted horrible, bitter, and disgusting. "Hey Summer. why don't I go down the road and stop at one of the cafes there? Ill find us something to eat." I figured we were living in an area that probably had some kind of small restaurant on every block. There was bound to be something. "Sure" she said. The dream faded away.
Updated 01-24-2012 at 08:42 PM by 49327
I found myself in my late grandmothers backyard in which I had spent my youth. There were other people there who had sub machine guns and were trying to place one in my hands. All of a sudden they all went silent and moved to their positions at various places in the backyard. There was an opening in the fence towards the back so I positioned myself parallel, horizontally to it so when "they" came through the opening, they wouldn't see me in their peripheral vision. As soon as I rustled in the bushes awaiting the ambush, they burst through the fence shooting all of my comrades so I stood up (they have all walked past me at this point, distracted by the people in front of them) and started spraying all of their backs with machine gun fire. I turned to the entrance and shoot anyone who past through until there was a heap of mangled bodies blocking the gate. Suddenly I heard an ear shattering roar and turned to see a 50 foot deformed man-giant breaking through the gate. I knew at once that I was outmatched and ran away leaving the few comrades that were still alive to hold off the giant. I escaped through the woods and found myself standing in a meadow, I could no longer hear the scattered machine gun fire accompanying the giants footsteps. I rested in the grass and felt the warmth on my skin, coming to the realization that I was in a dream. I subsequently woke up. This one was unusual for me as I am usually certain of the "trigger" or the moment that induced my lucidity. Im not sure if it was the peace of the meadow or the sensation of warm sunlight kissing my skin (In the dream I actually felt very pleasurable warmth).
Several FAs in a row. Like yesterday, I dreamt that I heard Danny come home. In the first FA, I heard someone come into the room. Very scary feeling, because I was sure Danny was at work. Then the lucidity hit me. My body, along with the blanket and pillow slooowly slid across the mattress and landed softly on the floor between the bed and the wall. Then I heard Danny ask me why I was sleeping on the floor. I can't remember all we talked about, but he mentioned having a meeting that morning and when it was over he just came home. So I was like, ok. Then woke up. Went back to sleep, and the same thing happened. Heard someone come into the room. He didn't say anything, it's just, the feeling of someone being in the room. Then the bed moved a bit and I heard a shuffling under the bed. Oh also, my eyes were stuck shut in all these dreams. A kind of SP thing, which nearly always accompanies my FAs. Then I became lucid again. So my body slid across the mattress again, but instead of landing on the floor, I just slid over to Danny's side of the bed. Then I heard his voice, from under the bad, saying "Hey". I laughed and asked what he was doing under the bad. And he said, "trying to make contact." Then I woke up again. Hehe wtf. So I fell asleep a third time. and this time I felt a presence in the room, and the feeling and sound of someone getting in the bed next to me. I said, "Danny?" He said, "Yeah?" And I said, "Yeah right." Then I began to drift off again, but I could hear the sound of someone breathing beside me, a rhythmic, sleep sounding breathing (was sure that it was my own breathing that I heard). I became lucid then, because I knew the breathing had been mine, but now it sounded like it was coming from next to me. I reached behind me and felt Danny's arm. AHA, I thought, not going to fool me again. This isn't really Danny. But, as long as this DC is right here in bed anyway.. So I grabbed his arm and pulled him on top of me. His arm felt heavy and muscular, just like Danny's. And his feel, his smell, and the way he kissed felt so much like Danny that I almost questioned it again. But I knew it was a dream, and I just tried to make the best of it. So we made out for a while longer but I woke up again. I had slept enough by then.
Updated 04-13-2012 at 12:54 AM by 905
So this dream takes place near my last place of residence. I remember fragments of it but what i do remember the most was that there were alot of people setting outside on the side of the streets watching a parade go by including me. but i was with a group of people that i used to go to high school with. now the weird thing is that my ex girlfriend Mandie (Daughters Mother) was hanging out in the group and we were all sitting in a circle. i was playing around on my cell phone and then one of my friends from school snatched it out of my hands. everyone started to pass it around and i was like "give me back my phone" like i didnt wants them to see what was on it. Then, my Ex got it last and (weird part) she started playing with the phone and started dialing a number and she said "Im going to call you" she said this in a snickering voice. and thats when i woke up and my phone was ringing and i picked it up and it said Mandie's Cell which is my ex girlfriend! Now i can understand the phone concept of it ringing and incorperating itself in my dream but for her to be the one to call me and actually tell me in my dream that shes gonna call an actually call as im waking from that dreeam. that blew my mind a bit! it was cool.
#1 Very vague on this one, all I really remember is being in my pool with two random guys and listening to dubstep that was blasting really loud seemingly from nowhere. At one point they asked me if I knew any other good club music to which I just laughed and told them I hadn't even gotten started yet. Then I woke up. #2 I was in the gym of my high school I think, playing soccer for a PE class with mostly other kids from my school but also my cousin who's four years younger than I am. I was barely paying attention to what was going on though, like usual when playing sports in class. At some point the ball came toward me and everyone started shouting at me so I was like alright, alright! and kicked it and it went WAY up the side of the gym wall, then curved around somehow and shot right toward the goal. Everyone started cheering, and then Sinoblak showed up to tell me congrats! After that I went and ate lunch with some people from my high school in the cafeteria, which was relatively normal lol. #3 This one's just a snippet, and in third-person perspective. Marshall from How I Met Your Mother, aka Jason Segel, shows up to a party dressed as Britney Spears, with a wig and everything, and wearing blackface makeup, then gets embarrassed when he walks in and everyone gives him really strange looks. I can't make this stuff up. #4 A girl comes over to my house and tells me that she's going to do electrolysis on my legs. I say, alright, um, why did you just show up to do that? And she starts explaining it to me in some gibberish but half way through the conversation she turns into a guy, though he still claims to be there for the same reason. He starts asking me lots of really strange questions and sneaking looks around my room, and I'm getting really suspicious. I change my attitude really quick to show that I don't like him, and then I start to think about a bag of ecstasy pills in my drawer, and he's really close to it. He pulls it open right before I can get over there to keep it shut, and stares at it for a second like he found what he was looking for and I think oh fuck, he's a cop! He starts trying to arrest me and I go on a long rant about how I don't even care about the drugs anymore or even really care that he's arresting me because life sucks and all this stuff, and on the way from my room to the living room he tells me that he's got a plan for us. He's going to admit to committing a murder and get taken to prison, then I need to flee and get across state lines and call in and admit that it was actually me who did it, then when he gets set free he can elope with the electrolysis girl (the one that was him before) and if the cops ever find me it won't be a big deal because it'll quickly be proven that there's no way I could've actually committed the murder. Suddenly I switch to a third-person view of him violently being thrown in a prison cell, proving that he went through with his part of the plan. Then I'm back in the living room like no time has passed at all but he's still gone, and I sit down on the couch next to my dad and tell him to lean in so I can tell him what's going on, but he keeps leaning in like annoyingly close in a way makes it really obvious I'm trying to hide this information from whoever else is in the house. As I'm telling him all this, I see one of the buckets they give you to put your trash in at Joe's Crab Shack, and there's a red flashing light on a black clip on the side. Oh crap, we've been bugged! One of the other cops, who I now think are actually some kind of thug gang, comes at sits down on the couch next to us. I can tell that he knows we're acting suspicious and was possibly even listening in to the conversation through the bug, and so he starts asking us about the movie that's playing on TV, which I haven't even remotely been paying attention to. Apparently, it's Madagascar 10. I remember the last question he asked was if it was the only one that was ever set in the ocean, and then I woke up. *phew* That one was really convincing. #5 I definitely had one in between this and the last one, but I guess I only dreamed I typed it up in my phone. Oh well. There's a memorial service for the guy who went to prison (who's apparently dead now) and his accomplice, along with all the people they killed along the way, still in my living room. I'm there and I see the graves and everything but I'm paranoid that the guy is still going to come after me for some reason because his birthday, as listed in the memorial info, is the exact same day as mine and I'm convinced that maybe that's not even his real birthday and he's not actually dead, he's just like some kind of crazy serial killer and sending me a message. I start rambling to my dad about it, who's still sitting right next to me, and he gets fed up and says it looks like they're just going to have to accept it. He tells me that there never were any guys that came to our house or got killed, we never went on the run, and there's no memorial service or bugs or signs that I'm being watched or that someone's coming after me. They've been pretty sure for a while, but hoping it wasn't true, that I'm actually schizophrenic and I'm just hallucinating all of this and my delusions are just getting worse and worse as I'm becoming more paranoid. I have no idea what to think about this new information and it sends me into deep despair, and also makes me doubt that they're telling the truth but that just makes me think they might actually be right and I have no way of knowing what's real and what's not.... Freakin' dreams! Sigh... so that's it. I also got a false awakening at the end of this where I started typing it all up in my phone, and got about half way though before I woke up. Lucky I did that early, having thought I logged it down I almost forgot most of it!
Not much recall. Went to bed thinking of knowing I was dreaming and being able to remember dreams when awake. Dreamed that I was looking through a book, seeing the last pages of chapters. I knew the chapters were dreams. This image possibly came from watching LOTR with the handwritten book at the end. Remember thinking "this is where this dream ends because the last page is just one-third full of writing. Can't remember if I could read the writing or not, but it was a paperback in a font that looked both hand-written and printed (printed script). Attempts to WILD in the middle of night not successful (fell back to sleep).
24.01.2012 NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I woke up and had an image of blonde female DC I believe, but I didn't pay too much attention to it to branch it off to what I may have experienced in a dream. So I just decided to relax a little bit and try to get my thoughts together and finally remembered something about Metal Gear Solid, and then I was like "Oh okay" and remembered other dreams. I think I'll also start giving short titles to the dream I have, even though the Title above pretty much covers the overall dreams anyway. Dream 1: Buying MGS3 and PS2 I was in a room with a random DC who had his games all over the place. I asked him if he had a Playstation 2 and wanted to sell it. He said yes, and I give an offer for "$40" for it (since GameStop, who are really bandits when it comes to trading sells refurbished PS2's for $39.99). I think I also ask if he's selling a Metal Gear Solid 3: Subsistence game as well. I think he says yes, but I end up looking at a case that looks like MGS4. I think the DC asks me a question on more offers, but I forgot what he said specifically. Dream 2: Liquid Snake in a red outfit? I'll assume this was a different dream, I think it chained with the previous though. I was playing a Metal Gear game, and it looked like MGS1 for the PC. I see these different modes in the Start Menu, but I can't remember specifically what they were, I choose a random one. It starts out with Solid Snake in the first section of the game, and he's ducking for cover while trying to shoot the guards with his pistol. Then I realize I'm the one who's ducking for cover, so now I take the perspective of Snake. (I look back now, and I see something was wrong with this dream, you could actually do a first-person view aim with weapons, like MGS3, but I wasn't aware of it at the time). I aim the gun the guard, but I don't know what happened after that. I find myself in another area crouched looking at a guard's movements. I was basically in the prone position next to a small opening to a wall. I think I probably got there by crouching from a small hole behind me on the right. The guard starts searching where I'm crouching, and he sees something weird, and he was staring right in my direction. He says, "Hmmmm??" like he's suspicious, but thankfully I was too far within his radius for him to get too close, so he just moves on his usual patrol route. Then I see this guard again, and I swore he had a resemblance to Liquid Snake. I think he was wearing a red outfit with tiger stripes on it, but I won't put too much faith on that. He finds something weird going on again at a different location, and calls for backup. Things are at a Caution level, so there's just more guards in the area, but they don't know where I am. I think I start shooting them off that knocks them out instead of killing them because they just dropped instantly without any blood pouring out. After I shot more guards and tried to get out, dream fades I guess. Dream 3: Conversation with old man DC I'm sitting with an old man I believe who looks kind of like the professor who gave a seminar on the Memory and Learning course I had to take for Undergraduate studying my first semester in college. Except he didn't wear his glasses. We were talking about Metal Gear Solid, and the guy talks about how he likes he can freely aim in the game now. I wonder why I'm having this conversation with this old man. His mouth was open a little bit while he was talking, and he left it hanging for a few seconds as well. The conversation was boring to be honest, and I think the dream fades from there. Dream 4: Golden Dildo I'm inside a house, probably the one I went for college break. I think I come out of the master bedroom, and I see a Golden Dildo (I think) right in the middle of the living room. I'm a little bothered by it. It was kind of big, and I'm wondering who the hell would want a Golden Dildo that looked way too big for anyone. Then a female DC to the left of me asks me "Is that for me?" I can't remember how she looked like, but I felt her presence, I didn't even turn around to look at her either. (Lol what the hell???? I didn't realize this until I typed it, but I realize I came out of the bedroom with a female DC...I don't know what we were doing before, but the question she asked me makes me assume it wasn't baking cookies or pizza) I tried to give her an answer without sounding embarrassing, for some reason, it felt like I bought the Dildo, because I was stopping in between words, but I'm still wondering why the Dildo was there. Dream fades I guess.
in an ice room. ice skating room...ice everywhere. with my grandfather. i touch the ice. "this is a dream" not lucid. i just know. touch it, break it, prove to myself. laughing "this is a dream!" but if i becoming lucid i "know" i'll wake up (would i have?) so i don't.
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