20th of May 31st LD Dream.Lucid.Comments/awake This has to be the best lucid dream i've ever had, because it contained a good plot, awesome places and best dream control i've ever had. So here it is, enjoy. Before the lucid dream, I was riding a horse to school, don't know why just did. Dream skipped Now I was in a church (a tour of somekind), it was italian like. That was when i knew it was a dream. There was a show of somekind, I wasn't too interested about, so I left and went outside. The yard was like a park, I walked away from the church, but I was somehow led back in to the church. I knew someone was going to murder everyone in there. I ran, but every door infront of me closed, when I finally reached the last door, I had enough time and ran through the spot between the two closing doors. I was outside on the grass with the sun shining over my head. I heard screams from the church and everyone on the outside ran away from the church, I was no exception. I tried to fly but it was no use. Dream started fading away... ...but with my experience from 30 earlier lucids, I managed to keep the dream. Now with a completely new dream scene, I was in china. I jumped on a boat and started rowing it, I had a hard time getting to the bigger water area. There an idea about a wave came to my mind and without a warning my boat crashed. I went with the water and had my most vivid experience in a dream, I could feel the water in my mouth. I panicked and started losing the dream, but dreams won't get away from me that easily. Now with a convenient side-effect of changing dreamscenes. I was standing on a dock and I knew someone was after me. A chinese bad guy saw me and started running after me, I ran a while and somehow felt completely exhausted. I said: "Stop", and he replied: "What now?". I asked him: "Why don't you chase that guy?". There was Jackie Chan running (like in the movies), then he shrugged and ran after him. Now I walked to an alley and I was surrounded by three thugs. Then I tried my dream powers and they worked. I made slash with my finger through the air infront of one of the thugs, he just laughed. I looked at him with a smiling face, he had a confused face and looked at his lower body. He split in half. Then was the time for the other thug to receive a beating. I shot invisible "punches" from my hands. Strike after strike, he was pushed backwards and couldn't take it anymore and fainted. The third thug was still left unharmed and I shot a laser through his head. From my hand of course. The dream scene changed and now I was in Italy (I guess) again, but this time I was in Venice. It was night time (this was the best place in the dream), then I walked to a cave, where I found a statue. Walked outside and there was a huge demon . I punched him in the arm and ran. I delivered the statue to some guy. After that I calmed down and saw my friend. He said to me: "In your next dream, you could do some of the tasks you've set for yourself.". I shrugged and watched the moon and the stars. Slowly the dream faded away. It has been a while from my last lucid dream, but this was worth waiting. Hopefully my lucid dream count will go sky high, when the summer vacation starts. The dream recall could have been better. Watching the moon propably came from my task to go to the moon. Many places in this dream came from watching The Amazing Race yesterday. And the church from looking at a few pictures of an italian church.
Let's see... I'm going to start off with random fragments here; I dreamed I was playing a Majora's Mask MMO Beta that Blizzard was making and I got in trouble for using cheats to hover around. I also dreamed I was hanging out with friends and family when this gang turned up. They weren't causing any trouble but they usually do. I pulled out a sawed-off shotgun from the boot of a car and was pretending they were in front of me and I was pointing it at them. Just in case they did start getting rowdy. Then I checked to see if it was loaded and it was! I tried to put it back but the barrel went all funny and I got scared thinking it was gonna go off (they're loud as absolute f***). Then I followed this guy home who was trying to get with these girls. Actually he was in my own house, but somehow it was his. Minor fragments include skinning stuff in World of Warcraft and finding inflatable instruments in a shop.
So, in this dream I had a couple moments of lucidity and I even had thoughts of a fellow DV member, though sadly I never got to find them or interact with them. I hope they show up in a dream again. It would seriously help me in the Competition Thread. [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I find myself downtown on the south side of the river, and I’mheaded to the U.T. Law Center, represented in my dream by an oversized versionof the Palmer Events Center, round and taller than any of the other structuresalong the river shore.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Since I seem to lack transportation I hitch a ride withthree young women who appear to have recently been swimming at Barton Springs.All are wearing bikini tops and loose skirts, tan skin showing their dedicationto the sun. I seem to know these women pretty well though I can’t recall everspeaking any of their names out loud. I’m glad they picked me up. The day iswarm and the walk would have been long.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We’re driving in a large convertible, something left overfrom the 70’s I suspect. It’s wide with a heavy body, painted an off-whitecolor though I think it’s just the age of the exterior that makes it look thisway. As we turn into the parking lot for the Law Center the car bounces usaround and into each other, but no one complains. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The parking lot is bumpy and unpaved but as we progressthrough it the ride becomes smoother. The ground, previously dry and uniform,is now a rocky surface covered with water varying in depth from a couple inchesto just over a foot. The water is clear despite being in a well-traveledparking lot, and I connect this to the thoughts about the women swimming. Theview of this terrain brings me to lucidity, knowing that I should be in aparking lot formerly occupied by a Mexican restaurant and a Hooters. The wateris way too blue in spots to even exist in its present form. I rarely see thisshade of blue and the word ‘azure’ comes into my mind.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] Though I had beensitting in the back seat of the car I suddenly find myself on the back of theyoung woman who had been driving, and the other women disappear. The car isalso gone, and somehow we are gliding over the terrain. I seem to bepiggybacked onto the young woman, and as she looks over her left shoulder at meI lay my head against her back, my face against her skin between her shoulderblades. She is soft, warm, and it feels nice to be close to her. The vividnessof being lucid allows me to examine her skin in detail, though I remainrespectful and resist the urge to nuzzle as she is quickly carrying me to mydestination. I do give her the briefest of kisses, and I think about how I missbeing held.[/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We seem to have no trouble avoiding the bumps and notstepping majorly into the water, and in no time I find myself entering themassive complex, the women all left to go their own way. I walk in and beginworking my way to the third floor. The levels are separated by a curving slopedpassageway that surrounds the exterior of the building, windows all along theoutside, as if I’m walking up the threads of a massive screw. The third floorof this building is as high as the twelfth floor of any ordinary structure.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the end of the curve on the third floor I find myselfjust outside the Civil Liberties Center, a place where I know I can get helpfor my friend who has been erroneously imprisoned. With the outside windows tomy right I am facing the entrance to my destination. To my left is a corridor,and beside that is a bathroom. The halls are separated by a gray door, thecovering of a large electrical panel. I wonder briefly about the wisdom ofplacing electrical access in the main hallway but I do not stick around toponder the question. My friend is in need.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Entering the Civil Liberties Center I am almost disappointedby how understated the room is. The room is less than 20 feet wide and perhapsnot more than 15 feet deep. A large counter spans the space between walls, andbehind it is a tall and rather thin hippie, busy at work stacking hundreds ofpublications into piles, all of which have some kind of orange lettering on thecover. His skin is sickly white, as though he hasn’t seen sun in years. He iswearing a loose shirt and some very tight blue-jean shorts that extend to justabove his knees, allowing his pasty legs to be visible. I think he may bewearing a hat but it wasn’t important enough to remember. He grins as he works,a scary look for his appearance, and it seems as if he has forgotten what asmile is supposed to represent. I’m a little creeped out by him. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A curved wall is to my right, and outside the window I cansee a long above-ground covered walkway leading into the nearby building, somesort of processing complex that I may need to visit next. I’m not entirely surewhat it is though I suspect it’s where Sivason is being held. I can’t see howit connects to the building I am in but it looks like it could be on the floorbelow me. I don’t recall passing any access point.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m standing against the curved wall, my back pressedagainst it as I try to keep out of the way. To my right is another personstanding just as I am, dressed mostly in black and much younger than me. Theyhave a subversive look to them, as though they are here to cause trouble. Ilook past him and my gaze is upon the piles of publications, my efforts turnedto deciphering the lettering on the cover. I have to strain to get a glimpse Ican focus on, and as the lettering resolves itself I see it has the logo of theUniversity of Texas on the cover. Instantly I am uninterested, knowing thatnothing they publish could help me in my situation. Before the logo becameclear I had considered picking up a copy to see what it was, but I no longercare.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As my gaze turns back towards the room I become aware of thesecurity guard standing perhaps three feet in front of me. He’s a black man ina bright blue uniform and he is staring at me intently. His eyes areunsettling, and I feel slightly threatened.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The young man standing next to me mutters the word “protest”,and I’m not sure if he is at the Center to protest or he protests the behaviorof the security guard. Either way the word provokes a reaction from the man infront of me.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“You know what we do to people who protest around here?” Hespeaks slowly and his voice has clear malice in it.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Not wanting to seem bothered, and feeling slightly annoyed,I reply, “Give them a cookie?”[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Second-guessing myself and deciding I probably shouldn’tupset the man, I decide to humor him and make an allowance for his overtly rudedemeanor.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“No, what?” I try not to sound condescending.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]“We string them up by their feet and leave them.” His threat is unveiled, and though hiswording is rather vague I’m filled with the impression that I don’t want to beleft anywhere by him.[/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The hippie behind the counter, who has been quiet up to now,suddenly chimes in.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Heh, you better believe him!” His voice sounds old andcracks like he hasn’t been drinking enough fluids. His creepy smile only addsto the effect, completing the appearance of someone who has lost his ability todeduce reality.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I roll my eyes in disgust for both of them and simply walkout, back to the hallway I was in previously. I think my next goal will be totry the other station that is slightly down the side corridor I passed on myway in. In the mean time I feel angry, and my compulsion to express that angerleads me to hang a large book from the edge of the electrical panel, danglingby a thick elastic cord. In my mind I know this will upset them and get evenwith them for my poor treatment, though I can’t even imagine how it would causeanyone grief. [/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I never seem to make it to the other counter and I’m insteadovertaken by my need to use the bathroom. I walk into a room that is not partof the complex I had been in, white stucco walls giving me the impression ofbeing inside a house from my past. The room is large for a bathroom, spacious,and the main furnishing is a toilet set against a small outcropping of wall.Beyond the potty is a hallway leading into a closet pass-through and a bedroomwith two people in it.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The toilet has a thick, padded seat on it, and it’s an oddsensation to experience below my butt. Finishing my business on the toilet Ireach for the handle to flush it and the loud sound of water swirling in thebowl fills the room. I look at the toilet as I realize the swirl is toointense, and some of the water is going too high. The seat and lid is slightlyaskew where it’s attached and this allows water to splash on the floor and thewall. My irritation at the thought of having to take care of this is almostenough to make me cry.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching for the toilet paper as the closest source ofabsorbency I begin sopping up the spills. Some of the liquid seems to be mixedwith pee that has stained the floor and the bottom of the wall next to thetoilet. As I reach maximum capacity for each lump of toilet paper I throw itinto the corner to soak up any water it can handle, knowing that I will stillhave to clean up that mess.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Behind me is a large bucket, similar to the 5-gallon stylefound at any local hardware store. Water has splashed on it also, and I reachover to pour it off, not expecting the deluge that pours off the lip of thebucket just below the lid. My feet are wet, the floor is wet, and now I haveeven more mess to clean up. At least the spill is just water, and I continuepouring, watching as the fluid splashes and dances in the light spilling intothe room from a high window. This is my last glimpse of lucidity.[/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
Right so i had a WBTB attempt tonight, as i said it is partly natural so as long as i have a mantra on it before bed it always wakes me up around 6:00. Anyway i got only got two fragments tonight: FRAGMENT ONE: I was with my parents in a cafe, not at all sure what was going on, i just have the image of there faces and the location. FRAGMENT TWO: I was on a bridge, in a car and i think it was the sevens, the one that goes from England to Wales. Bridges seem to be a dream sign of mine for the moment, i am going to make a reality check focused on them.
Trippy Dream of back and forth. moving around. leaving friends. leaving family. confrontation with my bro's ex-wife. people aren't where they are supposed to be - New Yorkers in Chicago. Me, back to Los Angeles. Then back to Chicago. Then to West Virginia. Told my brother I didn't understand anything happening and that I was suicidal. Miss my friends, miss my life, suicidal. And then I considered it. I wonder what it would be like to kill yourself in the dreamworld. Not a lucid dream
Black means non lucid Orange means semi lucid Blue means lucid Red means dream characters talking Purple means possible shared dreaming person Green means notes Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams. Dream #1 Soaking up calm emotions. Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream: Im standing on a beach staring at the water. It is evening time, and the sun is starting to go down. There are a few people walking the beach as well. I notice some couples walking together holding hands and laughing with one another. I see little kids playin and laughing, i see a dog running back and forth towards the water barking as the water starts coming closer to the shore. There is a young lady doing yoga nearby, she looks to be in her early twenties and possibly of Indian or Lebanese background. I smile, enjoying my peaceful surroundings. Dream #2 Samina and me, the perfect team. This is a pic i happen to find, that is a very close resemblance of my DC Samina. (Oh minus the nose ring) We are walking to a store, and i give Samina one of my hawk coin totems. She says.. "Dreamprofesser, this is not meant to be spent in stores remember?" "Oh yea, lol im sorry Samina your right. Thats my totem." (She laughs) "Silly Dreamprofesser." We are now in a store, and im looking around at some chips and candy and stuff. Samina is talking to a little boy her age i hear her talking to him saying.. (She gives him the hawk coin i gave her) "Here, now this will help you to help Dreamprofesser become aware in dreams." I smile and decide to buy me some chips and a pop. The little boy runs up to me and gives me a hug and says.. (Little boy talking) "Dreamprofesser, will this coin help me to control my dreams more too? "It will definitely help you to control your dreams. Now remember to reality check with it often ok?" He nods his head. Me and Samina leave the store, and we start walking across a grassy area towards a playground. Samina runs towards the top of the slide, and slides down. "Weeeeeee. Hey Dreamprofesser?" "Yea Samina?" "Um, when is my next lesson going to be?" "Soon. I have to look in my records to see what else to teach you ok?" "Oh, ok." Im talking with Samina about how im gonna need her help. We talk about different sleep stages, and she tells me that she has been reading and studying meditation from her papa. I tell her that i need to start back meditating soon. She mentions that me and her should help her cousins and friends to lucid dream. I tell her it will happen, we just have to keep your awarness sharp, and make sure to keep your ablilties intact. She tells me that she can't wait for her next lesson, and looks foward to learning some more new cool abilities. Im standing watching her climb the monkey bars and feel the dream closing in on me. Now the question is this. Can Samina truly help me to navigate thru the dream world more proficently? I am still experimenting this idea, and trying to come to a understanding, that certainly we can train our subconscious to defend us against potential dream hackers, or threatening dream characters. I want to finish this project atleast by the end of this month. To be able to search for people faster, and to have Samina with me while i share dreams with others. She is very intelligent, and i certainly want to try and develop her dream skills more.
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I was at a cafe with my mum, and I was like "hey, this is a dream.. Oh well, I guess I'll just play along..", and I was just eating stuff and talking to mum and then dream faded. WTFFF
I was a good girl last night. Placed my notebook and pen beside my bed before lights out. Just having it nearby helps. I remembered three dreams this morning! The first would've been completely lost to me had I not scribbled a keyword down: 1. Dreamt about curlformers. Which makes sense as I was researching them earlier in the day. 2. Another military dream....which I failed to recognize as a dream sign and become lucid! My hubby and I were shocked to learn I had one more year of service. 3. We were living in the home of close family friends when their basement flooded. Somehow we ended up in their bedroom which was located down their.
All I remember from this dream was I was with a guy that I met once from up north, and he was wearing red pants, and we were having a picnic on a picnic table behind somebody's house
My mind has been fucking with me the last couple of nights. I have been having at least one good dream folowed by somthing fucked up or creepy. My descriptions aren't that great it was more scary in my mind. -Trippy Dream I am on vacation with my family. We are at a store. The store is like a gaming store. It sells video games, and cards for card games and is made out of wood. I see some yugioh cards and I go check them out just for nostalgia's sake. I see that they are selling all three of the egyptian god cards. They are a bit weird. My mom said something and I no longer wanted them. I leave and I end up in some dungeon thing. I have to navigate it. There is this evil witch that is flying around on a broomstick chasing some escaping cups that fly through the air and a nice witch. I ask about the maze and she yells "go solve it I dare ya". It's a puzzle thing. I am running past these flowers to do something and they start shooting this deadly rainbow beam at me. They are moving and chasing me and rainbow beams fly through the air. We are underground. I was with my dad in one of the dungeons we went through. -Creepy Dream I'm in this small house thing. Some guy got murdered in there and his ghost haunts whoever goes in there. Me and my friend Ryan are in there. It's creep and dark. The ghost is around and is ready to pounce. We go for the door but I don't remember if we made it. The ghost is evil and is looking to kill. -Another creepy dream Me and this other kid killed one of my friends. His name is zack. I couldn't beleive I killed someone. We were running away from the law as the cops and everybody came. There were houses in a rectangle block neighborhood thing. Behind the houses were a foggy forest behind this huge clearing thing. I started to think about the actions I have made. I get sad. Zack was a good friend and I killed him. Now i am a murderer and I am being searched for by law. I woke up creeped out. -creepy dream #3 i am with some friends in the woods. Turns out I have some marijuana plants growing in there. I went to water them but I saw satan was watering them with blood. The plants grew really huge and started to eat everybody who came close.
I dreamt that I was at some jewelry convention and I bought loose diamonds and market price and didn't negotiate with the girl at all because I had so much money. She tried to convince me to buy them for cheaper but I insisted that I buy them at full price and she was so happy. It felt good.
I dreamt that there was an immortal guy that pretended to be the king or something so that if he got assassinated he wouldn't die.
IM in my room and i can move things with my mind i make penciles and stuffed animals all over my room float and turn i have realy good controle . I think this has to be a dream and i look at my hand, a couple of my fingers are smaller than normal but then they flash back to normal.I think back to whenever i can move things with my mind im usly dreaming so i keep thinking its not real, but i realy want this to be real so i let it go.i see a can of arizona and i make it rise then i make a crushing jester with my hand and its smashes to gether like someone sqeesed it. I have coal from outside and i make it rise then i smash both my hands together and it turnds to black dust in mid air i leave my room then and go to my kitchen.I am in my grandad house my mom is cooking a big meal i think it might be thanks giving i make a spoon in her bowl spin around brittnee says somthing about it like it a normal thing for me to do everyone one acts like it normal. I smash some more cans of arizona and they spill on the table and i use my powers to make the juice rise and shoot into my mouth.
Awake|Dreaming|Lucid This is the dream that happened after the glidey suit one I started off at some sort of old graphic style character selection screen. One of the characers was from a game called "Tales of Phantasia" and the rest were really weird and I can't remember them. I then chose the cleric person and the "graphics" switched to real life and I was in the body of a female cleric. I had a staff and 4 healing skills. I only actually used 2 of them, the big healing spells and the small one. I walked down a short grassy path with broken peices of a brick wall and searched a chest for something, but it was empty. I looked to the right and saw another chest with gold bars around it. I picked up the gold bars and opened the chest, which teleported me to an arena, with lots of other people. It was like a game again! D: I went around healing my team mates and avoiding sword strikes. Next thing I knew, I was hitting them with my staff but it didn't have much effect, so I ran away and was on low health. I healed myself then the dream faded as I ran away. I think I woke up after this, I'm not sure. But I think games are important now
IM ON the beach with other people i dont recongnize this guy in front of me has a trident thats baby blue and white just like ocean waves and see foam the sand is a golden yellow.He keeps tapping the chest of a girl in front of him with the trident to take over her mind but its not working. i feel its not working beacuse he not a son of posiden but i thought he was one so im confused. I take the trident from him and raze it in front of the water and a water spout shoots in to the air from the ocean then i feel a weakness in my arm and the trident and the water spout falls i do it agian and the same thing happends but i get the the water spout to turn a little in the air.IM A SON OF POSIDEN