I successfully attempt a WILD. I feel loud buzzing noises and feel my body pushed down and moved all over the place. I go with the sensations as I am pushed back and forth. I am moving all over the place and I end up back in my room. At one point I even try to float away. Then I wake up and I go to my light switch and try it out. It works. I open my door to a nice starry night. I close i and open it again hoping to get another place, but it is the same scene. I a so excited that I am in a LD that I do not stabilize and i go outside and take off to the skies. It is beautiful and I see giant pine trees and feel their boughs as I whiz pass them. I am flying to a destination that I am not sure off. My heart is pumping so fast. I realize that I am too excited and i should use stabilization techniques, but I am in the sky. I say the words, but do not use the hand and palm technique. I slowly start to fade, and as i go into the darkness I try spinning my dream body. I wake up in my bed to no avail. I try to DEILD but I can feel my fan on my leg ad the dream is done. I shall try again.
I was having a very tactile dream of \eating food at a large sort of event in a Buffet type style. I d just talked to a man that was sitting on a bench near the end of the line of one of the buffet parts. He was sitting on the bench with his arms around his knees. He looked very sad. It turns out that he lost his newborn that day. His wife went in to labor ad delivered the baby, but the area in which she was having the baby wasn't as clean as it should have been because our super only took a quick look in the area because he was in a rush. he combined his inspection of the birthing area with his inspection of the buffet line all at once because he as short on time, and ultimately this man and his wife's child had paid the ultimate price for negligence in the work area. I remember feeling sad as he cried while he told me the story of his child and how he had lost it. On the bright side the food was very good. I had gotten there earlier To get some food. i remember that the salad was very good. I had the cucumbers with tomatoes and lettuce, on the salad there was a premade dressing that was somewhat creamy with Parmesan cheese already in it, premixed with the salad. When i went around in line again, I saw Andrea, who had already gotten Chicken Parmesan, except that it was still on the bone. She was trying to give the chicken back because she didn't want in. The dfac worker said that he could take it back if she didn't want it, but he would have to scrape off the cheese and cool it before saving for later. Before that she had tried to give it to me, because I had gone back in line to get seconds. When I came back around in line, I saw the man getting teased by what I thought were his coworkers. He was still very sad that he had lost his child. ~~~ I am with Penton and his supervisor. We are in some sort of grocery store and I do not know that I am dreaming. I join them i going on a lunch break. I do not know what was happening before, but I know that now we are eating with some Asian girl. We are talking to her about how she came back to England to see some people and that she is glad to get to come back and talk with them again. We all start talking to her and each other. We hink that it is awesome that she is able to meet who she wanted to again. It was probably family. We all talk about our backgrounds. Penton says that he too was an only child. In the dream he is married, and invites e over whenever we go back to chill with them, because he can cook food well. I ate a delicious whole mint pudding pie with oreo/chocolate on the outside. I also had some other food. From there we leave her be, because she is till waiting for someone, so we go and leave the eating area, which is in some sort of large grocery store. We follow one of the signs to a frozen meats department. I know this because of the sign. I then WILD into a lucid
I am back in high school again. Foor some reason my fourth grade teacher is now a High school teacher. She was teaching an advanced English class. I knew that it was weird for me to be attending this class because I had already graduated and went to college for a year. I didn't think of it at the time, but that was a moment when i should have RCed. Anyway, the teacher was teaching a bit too fast. we had an assignment that we all had to do which was reading passages and then writing something based on those passages. I was seated in the third row. For some reason one of the assignments was somewhat of a talent show. I was able to sing a song very well, and I was able to get the d-bag student in the first row to be jealous of my mad skills. I noticed that he had the same wind up pocket watch as I had, except his was all broken up inside. He tried to break my watch but I didn't let him, and then I hit him. he began to cry. Later on class was ending. I had not finished all of the assignment and I wasn't sure whether it was due that day or not. Two of the over achievers in the class said that they were going to come in after school to finish the assignment. They went to go eat lunch first. i decided that I didn't want to go in because aint nobody got time for that.
We went over to my moms house in Germany. She rented out a very large Van that was similar to an RV. we decided that we were going to have a really fun weekend. There was me and a few of my work friends that were there, as well as my sister. We ended up going to France by catching the train. When we all came back, my sister and I ended up sleeping inside of the house, while my two work friends stayed outside in the large RV. It turned out that the large RV was actually a spaceship, owned by Boba Fett. We had a lot of fun that day, we went around to many different stores, and went to a park. We bought lots of video games, and I could only find Yu-Gi-Oh cards, but I was looking for MTG Cards. I felt really sad at the end of it because I found out that my mom was trying to let us have a great weekend because she knew that she was probably going to not be around for much longer because her cancer came back. I also am enrolled to a college, and move into the dorms. The college dorms have murals of different television shows all over the wall, and the welcoming commitee had large costumes. Right outside of the dorms there are carnival rides, as well as some people from the grade above me in high school.
I was lucid in a dream and went all through houses and teleported through them. Met disney characters and It was day/night time. I passed through many different houses and mansions. I also ended up going down a large ocean with many weird sea creatures in it. There were also floating islands that were objects, such as large toys, food, etc. There was much more to this lucid/semi-lucid dream that I didn't have time to write down as I had to go to work.
Dream Fragment. It was a dream about a small village. I was in a family where we were for some reason framed for the murder of a few members of another family. Before that, we all lived and did our work out of a barber shop that entertained to girls trying to get haircuts similar to Fabbio's. Eventually, one of the girl members of the family (who was very manly) fell in love and wanted to become more feminine. After the framing of the murder, she became more feminine and went from short black hair to long red hair. The family next door owned a restaraunt, a.nd we all went over there to eat. It turns out that one of the people that we were framed for the murder of was in their family. They pretended as if they didn't care, but really, all of the food they tried to serve us was either poisoned or crawling with insects. At this point, it seemed that I knew this story, which means that I was semi-lucid at the time. I knew the scenario, so before my family members even took a drink of the orange juice they gave us, I smacked down the glass, and it turned out that there were worms in it. We were chased out of the restaraunt by the family, and they cursed at us and screamed. We were then outside when the group of village elders started to gather a rather large mob to drive us out of town. I can't remember anything after that. I was at my jet and crewing it for another dream. One of the chalks was small and green, which is odd. Logan was trying to teach me how to do launch and recovery of the jet, but I already knew how. He also asked me if I cleaned my wheels or not before the pilots came out.
I am going to disneyland. my sister and mom are both there. We end up walking around for a while, but then we find out that they are having some sort of convention, where they are going through a bunch of presentations and power points on fiscal plans and plans for the park. All of this is taking place in a giant hall that is also an auditorium that is the same one as the one from my high school. It seemed that at the end of the presentations, there would be a talent show. We enter in through the back of the auditorium, and we push aside the white curtains to enter. The stadium is pretty much packed. There are a few air force people in the back row that are watching the presentations. They are standing. A few rows in front of them there is another guy standing that is using sign language so that the presumably deaf guy in the row behind him could understand. My mom and sister go in ahead of me. The air force guys then leave and I try to take their seats, but it seems that they were saving them for someone because they left a yellow backpack and another black bag in their seats. I look for another seat and notice that the talent show is starting. I notice that my asian friend, Nguyen is on stage now, as if he had performed earlier. Yelling his name so loudly that the croud starts to turn and look at me, I start going down the aisle towards the front left of the auditorium to look for a seat. It turns out that the first few rows are somewhat sparsely populated, so I start running to the left from the left middle aisle to go down the fourth third row. Behind me there are two colored teenage girls sitting. One was in a yellow top, and I can't remember what the other one was wearing. I sit down and notice that they are talking a lot. I infer that they are british, not by their accent, but by the fact that they did not know certain pop culture references. It seems that the talent show is a two part performance for each guest, and there are only two contestants left. A black man that looked a lot like Seal, the singer, walked out onto stage das Nguyen exited to the right. He went out to left stage and starts singing Billy Jean to two elderly women. They seem to enjoy this a lot, mid song, Nguyen comes out. I know that Nguyen has got this in the bag because I remember that he was a good breakdancer/dancer, and that he knew how to dance like Michael Jackson, so he starts his dance. Seal leaves stage left. Nguyen starts going at it and I start cheering for him very loudly again. He is doing very well and the crowd loves him. He ends up coming down the stairs on the left of the stage and running through the second aisle all the way to the right side, and exits stage right. I start applauding very loudly as the crowd went wild. It turned out that I was lying down in the second row, and my mom was sitting behind me. She was applauding as well. I look up at the stage, eager to hear the results, but that didn't happen, and everyone starts to clear out. I turn back to my mom saying that Nguyen is probably going to win, based on his performance. She said he already had it in the bag from the first performance. I turn and look at her again, and she is shaving her head. I am sitting right next to her and she is shaving her head with a portable shaver, and I start to say that this isn't the time or place for that. She just starts to ask me where she still has hair left so that she can shave it all off. We are now situated on the left side of the auditorium in the first row, and our row of seats are parallel with the left wall. My sister is now there also. They start talking about how we already had plans with my Aunty and Grandparents to meet up and go to some sort of mansion and that they texted me the details. I tell them I had no idea and that I couldn't go. We apparently are not staying in the same place or hotel and they, in fact, are visiting me while I am on TDY. They started to complain about how that was so like me to do that. My sister starts trying to guilt trip me. I keep saying the same. Then I transport to my hotel, which seems a lot like the one that other friends stayed at during my TDY to Norway. I end up back at another building with a few friends. They are talking to me about something, I can't remember. It seems that we all were going to the chow hall, and then to another building that is further away to report in for room inspections and/or to get permission to leave base. The buildings now don't seem hotel like at all, and they look more like dorms. We are traveling for quite a distance when we decide that we do not need to get permission to leave base and we make our way to the front gate. There we meet a few more of my coworkers and there is a bus that is going somewhere. They say that they are going to leave base too, so we all get on the bus, and that is the last of the dream that I remember.
Didn't manage to remember the previous two days' dreams, but this one I was able to recall by laying in bed for a moment and thinking. It almost slipped by my memory! I was in an underground passageway, with lots of sand and rock around me. The lighting was dim; some lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Apparently I was tasked with completing a computer project by finding a sound-bit for the Windows start up noise and downloading it. Instead, I put that project off and decided to read manga. Eventually, I got bored of that and headed around the nearby corner to find a long, sandy hallway/tunnel. I saw some people walking down it. I made my way forward but was suddenly blinded by a bright blue light. I heard a static-like noise, and then saw a flash as a blue-purple colored laser fired from the end of the tunnel where the light was coming from. The laser killed many of the people in the tunnel, much to my horror. I ducked in a side area as the laser fired, and overheard a man nearby shouting "I can't believe they have diamonds!" I turned and saw some strange humanoid looking creatures who were holding spears and coming closer to me. They wore brown cloaks, and their faces were shrouded, the only thing possible to see was their orange eyes. They looked like Jawas from Star Wars. I fought them, and as the battle commenced I heard distinct arabian-ish music playing as a backdrop for the fight, almost as if I was in a video game. Once they were defeated, I collected the nearby loot on the ground: some skittles and a bottle cap. This is actually my dream referencing my real life hobby of collecting bottle caps. I walked back out into the hallway where the death laser was previously, and saw my family walking towards me. They told me we were going on vacation. And funnily enough, we just recently got back from vacation. That's all I could remember.
Way back when I was about nine years old and before I learned easier ways to learn things in a so-called paranormal sense, I did try to understand whatever I read at a few levels. Regarding such things, there are always at least three or four layered elements which can be directly validated (thus eliminating chance for coincidence or “unintended” synchronicity) much like checking the product to a multiplication problem with division. Technically, even only one layer of my experiences and work would have been enough, but this, as I have said in the past, is an entire strata of fixed aspects, how the web is woven. And so, not only are there several visible links to everything that exists in a person’s life (for them to “unravel” it as they see fit), there are also several more sparse, more hidden links (perhaps even infinite), so much so, you could have probably called me “Face-Palm Boy” when it took me so long to “get” certain things, or perhaps more like “Slap-Forehead Boy” when I learned something I should have known already. At least one ancestor of the non-native lines was of the Vaudois - also known as the Waldensians. This group used various codes and watermarks which developed into some forms of modern cryptography and even formation of the modern English language. Over the years, time and time again, I was completely baffled by the “veil” over people’s eyes that prevented them from understanding something as simple as the alphabet or letter frequency, and why people did not use the system to more often win games like Hangman and to solve cryptograms - people were actually getting angry with me when I almost always won Hangman, saying I was “cheating” (simply by understanding the English language alphabet and the patterns of letter usage), for some inexplicable reason, preferring to wallow in negativity than enhance their understanding of practically anything at all. The earliest Vaudois code was in one of the earliest editions of the Bible (1535 - known as the Olivetan), which had a secret decryption: “Les Vaudois, peuple evangelique, ont mis ce thresor en publique”. Down through history, even the name “JESUS” was partially of a next consonant/next vowel code (jesus, kitat, LOVEV at row TWO, the additional V in part representing Vaudois (22 citations sur Vaudois), and the bottom half of the “heart gate” or “love gate” or whatever you want to call it) and do not forget “V” is the 22nd letter creating yet an additional “fold” over an already fixed pattern (two mirrored to two being the heart on the plane and yet again, from which V emerges from THAT pattern - it goes on and on continuously). Of course, twos mirrored bottom to bottom also make the start of the Fleur-de-lys (or a swan mirrored to its bottom and rotated). Eventually, for a time, my dreams focused on the puzzle of the “K SEAL”, mostly because of it being in my first name (as previously shown, in the SIXTH row): claude, dmeafi, fniego, gpoihu, hquoja, jrquke, kseali. I wondered if it was about Claudius, which my father said was the one who “started” it all. After all, why would the Vaudois write about me long before I was born…that was until I learned that all patterns are fixed and repetitive and there is not much people can do to distract you from truth-seeking if you really want bliss and love in your life (and basically whatever you want) for as long as you live. My dreams focused on a very large number of K Seal “explanations” (or “K Seal I” - I being the ninth letter and validating the pattern as genuine in this case). I will go over only a few of them here. The most obvious one has a few layers. My first and middle name finally resolves to GPO I HUG PO VIRGO (the “K Seal” being central to slight alteration of the two last vowels from “vurgu”). Thus, my bride is met via the Post Office (GPO stands for General Post Office as well, which was the first term I saw when going out when my family moved to Florida). Virgo is the sixth sign to my ninth (Yin and Yang). (This is not astrology, but logistics in related patterns - I do not believe in astrology itself - it is apparently a distraction to hide truth from those who wish to attain the “real answers” through real consciousness rather than following a false “system”.) There is a cluster after that (The K Seal row) which resolves to “The key is VI”, VI being Roman numerals for six (and you probably already know about the “nine in six”, the IX of six being Roman for nine, with the S being another Yin/Yang form). My initials in Roman Numerals resolve to 250, and interestingly enough K is also said to represent 250. These patterns always perfectly “fold in on themselves” several times over, unlike single coincidental patterns that only have one layer. And so, the song “Sealed With a Kiss” by Brian Hyland entered my dreams (Most of the music I hear rarely has an influence in this way). Coincidentally, he also did “Gypsy Woman” - but I no longer care much for the term “gypsy” from learning that many real Roma do not like this term, although my wife is neutral about it. Regarding “sealed with a kiss”, this is what you say when you write a letter to one you love, but also can be written as an “X”, which represents St. Andrew’s cross. Thus, I figured that the “K Seal”, other than standing for kiss, was meant to be a reference to the St. Andrew’s cross (Crux decussata), for a time (in a spiritual sense). Over time, I found all kinds of funny patterns relating to the “K Seal”. The letter “K” itself when placed with “3” makes the rotated “heart on the plane” symbol and “K” itself being half the master number (being the eleventh letter). Not only that, it also forms the suggestion of a shape of an envelope when rotated ninety degrees to the left (and you seal an envelope). Sure enough, I saw that the “Do K3” was designed by one Claude (Claudius) Dornier - thus he found his own higher path in life - literally, I guess. I never found a single thing that did not fit, even from several layers outward - something to this day I still appreciate. The real K seal turns out to not be letter “k” at all, but to be a combination of I and C in such a way as it makes a “k” - this being from an old watermark. The seal is for “Iesous Christos”, interestingly enough. So, the “K seal” watermark is another symbol for Christ (I am not Christian). Regardless of the hilarious fact that “K-Seal” has been “demoted” to a type of car leak repair (supposedly the best in this region) - my dreams were quite hilarious on this one, I simply heard the Beatles song “Fixing a Hole”. Thanks for reading.
My memory is that all these snippets of memory are more connected than they appear, I just don't remember the details very well. typical dreams eh? -- I am playing the sims, an advanced version with first person controls, I'm in a cal-de-sac, with houses lining the road on both sides of the street. -- I am looking through my old yugioh cards, specificly for the card, "Hungry Burger" for some reason. I can't seem to find it, but I do find maybe five to seven that I don't recognise that remind me of parasites. They don't do anything but damage you while in play, so there would be no reason to use them. -- I am in a black robe on a sunny day, two other figures in robes are with me. I am confused, but I know the other figures are friendly. we are walking towards a walmart building for some reason. I remove my hood. after some hesitation, the other figures do the same, I don't remember who they were, but I recognized them. -- I am at the college I go to. I am with an online friend, Eon. we are planning on meeting up with nomad (this was not planned out beforehand) we enter one of the buildings on campus, and after walking through the halls for a short time, I find him in one of the rooms. Eon goes out of sight for a few minutes, but we catch up to her, she is near the entrance. Nomad looks like exactly like my current roomate, though I don't notice this as odd, and Eon is a shorter, skinny blonde girl with hair so curly I would almost call it frizzy. As we walk back outside, Eon asks nomad out of the blue if she can join the shared dreaming group. I start to object, thinking it is a bad idea, but realize it's not my decision. I don't remember nomad's answer. we walk outside. nomad and eon teleport some distance in front of me. I am stunned, still thinking i'm in reality. I run up to them, jump and catch the back of nomad's neck in the crook of my elbow, though he doesn't move an inch and continues walking. I exclaim, "You teleported!" still not quite believing it. nomad gives me a sly look, a thumbs up, and I realize I should probably do a reality check. I try doing a hands free one that I don't really practice in reality. It passes, as if I was awake, I look up and everything is getting destablized, like, really badly. then I wake up.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/nap. Dream 1(fragment): There was something about decisions and clans. Dream 2(fragments): I was updating dreaming competition and seen that somebody posted a dream about akashicverse. Dream 3(fragment): An illustrated game on one of forums got updated and i was reading it. Dream 4(fragments): I was chatting with dragons on skype and then followed some link where i started watching somebody drawing. He was drawing some weird house and i didn't noticed as i somehow was together with artist now. I continue watching and i feel that i am dreaming, artist suddenly reacts to that and asks what i would suggest that should be added to that picture, which now looked like some sort of abandoned house. For some reason i think graffiti would be fitting for abandoned place like that so i tell him and he agrees that it would be perfect and starts adding, i then realize that i need to go for goals and stuff, but dream starts destabilizing and artists tries to help me stay in dream telling that i should not move but i wake up shortly and go through some HH.
Dream 1(fragment): I was playing terraria. Dream 2: I was playing some doom modpack coop with SilentEternity. We were doing some hellish fleshy level and i've found BFG10k which was even more overpowered than one from skulltag. Then we have reached more open area and large enemies started appearing from everywhere, cyberdemons, masterminds and floating variant of masterminds that spawned ghosts on attack, buffed BFG10 was killing them in like 4 hits but they kept coming, walls were opening revealing even more enemies, but my BFG made short work of them all. Dream 3(fragments): I was playing an RTS and i was using lots artillery to fight enemy forces in mountains, i have reached some kind of tower building. In tower, it turned into an FPS and i had to fight through guards, guard bots and some kind of mutant worm spawners that were placed on walls in some metallic tech level. There were some tough ambushes and i was using ladders to get higher and higher. Dream 4(fragments): I was apparently playing hearthstone and there was a difficult situation involving powerful cards on both sides.
fell asleep something around 23:20 and woke up at 6:40 by my alarm clock Dream I remember last I think something around 5 minutes, I was at school and teacher said we are going to write a test, I realised I am not sitting at my regular place but it did not bother me, then I wanted to pull out paper from my bag, but there was no blank paper, all of them was full of some text, then I realized I have only blank papers in my bag and in this moment I realized I am dreaming... I stood up a started to look around me and then I heard some sound, it was like background sound, it was not very loud then I realized it is my alarm clock... I was trying to say something (possibly swear) and then I woke up.
Morning of October 29, 2013. Tuesday. For some reason, my wife is a person who works in real estate (in my dream only), apparently, and is also a girl I had never met to that point. She seems as she did about ten years ago or so. My wife and I walk around looking at buildings. At one point she points out a supposed girl ghost in the second floor of an old building for sale. I agree with her viewpoint and add that there is an additional ghost girl near the other one (which seems to be true). Near the end of my dream, I am asking about it being okay if we see more of each other and she says “I’d like that,” and I say “I’d like that too,” (which is odd, as I do not use “too” - I have mostly only ever said “as well”) and we embrace and kiss. This seems almost a surprise as I am amazed that such a beautiful woman who has her own business wants to be my companion - and very strangely, it all seems new as if I had never had a female companion before, which frankly, I do not even know how such a perception is possible at this stage in my life - but there it is - proving that dream awareness can be anything from any time, almost temporarily “wiping out” conscious memory even when semi-lucid to make it all seem “new” again.
Me and my family go to Taiwan for vacation. We were shopping and stuff, went to this street that looks kinda ghetto, but their stuff is suppose to be cheap. And I saw Chen shopping there too. So I said hi and bye, then I went to a restaurant with my family. Not really restaurant, more like hawker center. All of us got something from the guy selling 猪肠粉, but then we pay by card, he charged us $16.77 when it's only supposed to be less than $10. So we argued with him, and he said it's because we used card. So we're like, cancel this payment and we'll pay by cash, but instead he cancelled the payment and charged us for $27!!!! So we're really mad, and he said that's because I ordered something else, and that something else is what I told my mom I want but she said no. Anyway my dad refuses to sign the paper for the card, and he checked his bank acc and made sure nothing was withdrawn. We're still trying to convince the boss so that we pay cash in a lower amount, but he's acting creepy and not answering. Finally we decided to leave without paying, cause he's not responding to anything that we're saying. And then the boss looked up and say "you better be careful," probably was texting someone when he was looking down and acting weird just now. Anyway we got out from the restaurant and decided to split up, cause 6 of us together is too noticeable. So me and my brother went together through the middle road. And then we saw someone that's obviously from a gang and was looking for us. We hide behind a black curtain but there was nothing behind, instead we fall on a chair kinda thing, but bigger with a pole in the middle. Turned out it's a roller coaster kinda thing, bringing us underwater into a tank with lots of sharks!!! Could even feel when my back touched the back of a shark while holding the pole tightly... After the super scary roller coaster-- we can still breath and not wet at all, it brought us into the Mermaid's Lair (showed on a sign). The mermaid (look like Nami from LoL) is kinda pretty, but stupid. There was another guy in there already (kinda looked like Ezreal from LoL) and he said he's in love with the mermaid, which made her super happy, so she didn't really pay attention to us. To get out of the lair, you need to climb inside a cage which shots you out of the water later. The mermaid and Ezreal are saying goodbye so me and my brother quietly climbed into the cages, waiting for the mermaid to get us out of here (she doesn't really want us there), and then Ezreal realized that we are the people he's looking for (he's a gang member), he tricked the mermaid into giving him a power... but before he can use it on us, we were shot out of the water. After we got out of the water surface, we have to swim through a moat to really get out of there, but there's a lot of creepy creature in the water, and Ezreal caught up with us, and he can command those creatures. So we got back to where we came out, and saw a fat old man standing there... he was telling us how to not get affected by Ezreal's power, with our mind's power. Not sure how he said it, I didn't really get it in the dream either, so I just decided to ignore the fact that he has power, and I got back into the moat again. I was dodging all the creepy creatures (they're stupid) and was half way out when Ezreal got me. He put his hands on my back when I was swimming and use his power to freeze me. And I was like nooooooo but keep swimming anyway cause it takes time to freeze something. And then I woke up
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