Dream one is fuzzy at best, but I distinctively know that I'm searching for something for someone in an urban setting. It's pretty gray and humid, and it may be raining. I also remember that the buildings are a bit old and dirty, 12-15 stories tall, and set up in a "U" shape so that is has an overbearing feel. The streets are also dirty, and it's quite populated. Whatever I'm looking for is around here. That's about it. Dream two took a 180 turn, and now I'm in a grassy field on the edge of a lush forest. This is a much more peaceful world, and I knew that the forest is home to magical creatures like elves and fairies and talking animals and whatnot. In fact, the color is very lush and vivid, and I feel like I'm in the opening of The Last Unicorn; the second I realize that, a wizard's familiar emerges from the top of the tree I'm standing under and fires a ball of fire out of its mouth at me. I jump out of the way, and I somehow know it did that to get my attention/is testing me/just being kind of a mischievous dick; I also know it's trying to troll me, so no use getting angry and what a dick. This familiar has a Halloween theme going on; it's a very dark, purplish cat, only it's really fluffy instead of slender. It's flying on little bat wings, wears an over-sized witch's hat, and its tail is coiled at right angles at the end so that it resembles a square candy cane. It also has a smug grin on its face; but then, all cats are smug. ANYWAYS, this cat compliments me on dodging the acorn it tossed at me (we both knew you clearly shot a fireball! What a dick!), and tells me I should go see its master. My dwarf companion, who, okay, is suddenly just there now, and resembles the dwarves that give you food in Golden Axe, warns me not to go. He seems to be very antagonistic towards the cat, but I'm really excited to go anyways because I think I know who the wizard is. There's a long build up to get going, but the dream kind of fades. I'm in a Star Wars setting for dream three. I'm assuming playing Tiny Star Wars most of the night had something to do with this. There's a grainy feel to the vibe, so I know I'm in original trilogy version, but there's a bit of prequel trilogy details in there as well -- I know Jedi are numerous, and I think I'm on Coruscant; though the setting looks more like the Death Star. I do not have Force powers, am not piloting an X-Wing, nor access to a lightsaber; so this was kind of a gyp. I am, however, on the side of the Rebels, and I'm sneaking from Stormtroopers. Sully, remember how I said I don't have Force powers? I lied. Because in my efforts to remain unseen, I am suddenly able to jump ridiculous heights and scale walls while defying physics and gravity, and Dream Knowledge tells me I did all these by holding the space bar like I'm playing Jedi Outcast. The Stormtroopers know I'm nearby, but they just can't seem to get a bead on me. I wake up before anything else happens though.
Updated 11-10-2013 at 09:24 PM by 66359
I'm glad my recall is improving a little bit. Sure some nights, I still don't remember anything, but if I remain optimistic, maybe I'll be back to a daily recall.\ World War 1.5 Context: It was world war 1.5, happening sometime in the late 1920's. And many different cultures, each with varying levels of technology were all fighting one another. Anyways, I was having some dream about a world war. We were storming the beach (somewhere). I can remember the beach was about 100 feet from the shore to a cliff. There were gaps in the cliff where it had collapsed and our soldiers were making their way up. But in between these gaps were bunkers where the enemy was shooting with us. It was either nighttime or just very dark, because the sun was blocked out by black clouds. Some large explosion went off, maybe an atomic bomb. It didn't injure me too much but it flung me out about a mile from shore. I landed on a large piece of driftwood. I found that two other dream characters were also there. One male, one female. And they were both about my age. (I suppose in context with the dream, the armies, desperate for recruits were recruiting underage fighters. I'm 17.) But being on the driftwood with these three was the part I remembered most vividly. The other boy had a large arrow in his back. (Remember the war was all different cultures with varying levels of technology.) The girl explained that she knew a magical healing spell but could only use it once. And she didn't know if she should take the arrow out and then use it. Or use the spell first, then take the arrow out. I explained that it was a healing spell, and therefore it probably would stop the receiver from feeling pain. I asked her to use her spell while i pulled the arrow out. We were about to go, but I realized it was a barbed arrow. (You can't pull it out.) I told her to use the spell, and instead, I pushed the arrow through the boy's body. The girl's spell looked something like the water-bending healing from TLA. I finnaly got the arrow out and there was no blood on it. (okay cool.) She ran out of energy to do her spell about a second later. And when she finished, the boy didn't even have a mark where the arrow used to be. He also said that the extraction was painless. I went into "spectator mode" where I left my body and was flying around. I went back to the land where I was watching the second battle of the war. The army had advanced inland, and they were talking about using their hover tanks. (Hover tanks in 1920... erm ok). The two armies met along a four lane road, with a desolate wasteland all around. The army that was "defending" had set up a roadblock with two rows of tanks, and a large number of soldiers. The soldiers guns were weird too, in that they had four barrels stacked vertically. The attacking army had only a small platoon of soldiers that started fighting. Then a pair of tanks showed up to help them. I thought to myself that those were supposed to be hover tanks, and upon closer examination, I realized that they were in fact floating about a foot off the ground. (But that doesn't explain why they still had treads.) My focus turned to one female solider on the "attacking" team. Her entire team was pretty overwhelmed, even with the hover tanks supporting them. Everyone around her was getting shot down, but she stood her ground. She was fighting with two small pistols. Eventually she got hit in the shoulder, but she kept fighting. She got hit again, this time in the leg. She fell down onto her knees, but still she kept fighting. A third shot hit her in the stomach. Still fighting, but the enemy soldiers were getting closer. Finally one of the enemy soldiers, who was overly large and fast charged at her, and hit her three times. He stopped right in front of her, and fired two blue lasers from his gun, one hitting her in the head and the other, the chest. The lasers pushed her away and seemingly killed her. Fragment. I called my dad on his cell phone. I told him I was walking home. I was outside my high school. It was a bight, sunny spring day, and I was heading home. I got an automatic text from a computer system. It was my hoverboard. (Because I guess I owned a hoverboard in this dream) it said that it had detected me leaving school and would automatically fly to me so that I could ride it home. I texted it back telling it to fly home without me. (God what the heck is wrong with me.)
Updated 08-27-2014 at 07:55 PM by 53527
I took 3 mg melatonin before bed. I don't know if it did my dreams any good, but I slept pretty well. I dreamed that I was staying at somebody's house... a couple, who were maybe in their 60s. I don't remember the man very well, but the woman had shoulder-length dyed brown hair and wore sort of flowy pastel blue clothing with lots of jewelry. Their house was on the edge of the water. It was mostly open to the air, with pastel curtains hung between pillars. It reminded me a lot of some of the houses in Florida. When I asked about hurricanes, they said they'd rather live on the edge of the water than relocate to a hotel on slightly higher ground where they would just drown anyway. Then, there was some sort of hurricane/typhoon. The house was blown to pieces. Somehow, the couple was unaffected by the craziness going on around them, but extremely concerned about me. Even though I hung on, I ended getting blown away. The dream shifted. I was entering a city that was built on the water. I descended on the city from the air, somehow. The houses' walls were made of white plaster, and the rooftops were glittering ceramic tiles in all sorts of jewel tones. The architecture reminded me a lot of the American Southwest. There were canals between all of the houses. Somehow, all of this was on top of a mesa that rose out of the sea. I recall that I was able to get into the city because my cousin J helped me get a passport. The environment around the mesa reminded me a lot of coastal South Africa. There was a cave system inside of the mesa, with different levels to it, all of them filled with enough water to pilot a boat around. The poorest people lived in boats in the lowest levels of the cave system (which also opened to the sea, through a tunnel that looked very mouth-like). The richest people lived in the houses on top of the mesa. The lowest level was very dimly lit, and the cave walls were made of sort of a brown clay. I was at the lowest level, and suddenly had a boat. My boat was a little house-boat, about as small as a house-boat can get. The lowest level of the mesa, where I was, had terraces, with waterfalls. I thought the sound of one particular waterfall was very annoying, so I tried to pilot my boat to a higher level. One of the other residents was an extremely skinny man with tan skin and a shaved head. He stopped me and said they wouldn't allow boats at the higher levels, because the water was too shallow. I thought that sounded like bullshit, but turned around anyway. The dream shifted. I was somehow involved in a plot to detonate a bomb somewhere in Sweden. I don't remember why. I remember moving there because my friend had moved there to teach English (which she does in real life) even though I really wanted to move to Norway instead. My great grandfather lived in a run down little shack there, and wore a ratty red robe. I remember thinking that he looked very thin and frail. He was trying to tell me in broken English that what I was doing was evil, and begging me not to do it. I was doing it for his good as well as my own, although I don't remember how. After I had completed the task, I was able to move my great grandfather to a much better apartment. He still wore the same ratty red robe, and he refused to talk to me. I woke up, rolled over. Dreamed my roommate was talking about getting married to one of our other friends, but I don't recall anything else.
Updated 11-10-2013 at 07:49 PM by 32101
Original entry dated Feb. 12th, 2002: Last night, I had a dream that by going into womens' bathrooms and walking through a certain special wall in a particular stall, I could reach a magical alternate dimension where witches and warlocks and stuff hung out. I also collected stuffed animals as a hobby, but that was a relatively minor part of the dream. Original journal entry dated Feb. 16th, 2002: I had a dream a while ago that there were two villages of little toy-people. Like teddy-bears and stuff. There was a little village at the bottom of a tree, and a little village on a branch of the tree. The village at the bottom of the tree sent a scout up the tree to ask the village up there why they never came down to visit. When the scout got there, he found out that the reason was because they couldn't get down. All of the different villagers had little quirks - like one was always rollerskating, and another one watched a lot of Sesame Street. The scout showed them how to get down - just jump off the branch. The problem was, he had a parachute - and they didn't. So they all broke into little pieces when they hit the ground, and had to reassemble themselves. So one of them was, like, half of a rabbit and half of a rollerskate, and another one had a TV instead of a torso, and one had two heads, and I think two of the others were joined by a slinky thing, and one of them had heads for his feet...
After a 25 minute WBTB I did some SSILD cycles then lied down in my normal sleep position(right side), this was actually my first planned WILD. After about 10 minutes the black in my eyelids starting swirling around a bit until I could see in my dream, I was obviously lucid at this point, I got out of this dream bed I was on and before rushing the dream with excitement, I stood still for about 10-15 seconds just taking everything in. I went out the door in a house that looked like my own in waking life but was rearranged in a puzzle-like manner(how fun ). I went out into a hallway and went to my kitchen, which remained mostly the same, my dad was standing there making dinner and my brother was just sitting in the living room. After looking around a bit more I want in the room across from the one I woke up in and one small white dog followed me in, I looked around the room to see if I could find anything interesting, but it was mostly empty, so I tried creating things on the spot. I would imagine something would be in the bathroom of the room and would go back in and troubleshoot a few times, never worked, oh well guess I need some work in the dream control area. After this I remember looking for DCs to interact with, but my house didn't really have anyone but my brother and dad. At this point, since I've been wanting to learn how to change dream scenes, I did the spinning technique for a little while, things stayed vivid but no change in scene. Oh and now there were 3 little white dogs following me After all of that I can't remember how I ended the dream, but I woke up and tried DEILD, but it was a tad noisy in waking life so I had trouble.
I am walking around school with some girls trying to locate my class since I was in gym class but thats not the one I was suppose to be on but I was certainly enjoying it because I was surrounded by the beautiful looking girls. Once I got a message from the audio box that said that I had to go to the office and then she said to go to my new course which I was pissed of course because I think it was a math course or something. I got lost with some girls and ended up in the library with Antonio Rafael Martinez Diaz(Tony Dance) who is a rapper and close friend of mine we started blasting music for the underclass men being mad cool and rapping. Once they turned off our music once we got kicked out for blasting it again and we snuck into the back of the library which Tony Dance was trying to fit in and I just sat down in a chair thinking about the good times we had then that bitching librarian from RMEC came out of nowhere and started chasing us then I remember I forgot my bookbag and then she was right next to me and swung my bookbag twice at her to see if see would stop chasing us so then she said like get you for that one and kept running and laughing because I beamed her hard in the face.
Two non-lucid dreams and one lucid dream. Non-lucid dream number one: I found out I was adopted. In real life, when I was born, something went wrong and they had to remove my mum's uterus, so she can't have children anymore. In my dream, my mum was never able to have children. My biologic mother had that problem, but she died, so my parents adopted me. Now that they had finally told me about this, they wanted to adopt another baby. I wasn't happy, and I was also living with an old professor? We shared a house and she mentioned to someone who was visiting her about my current situation and that got me even more pissed off. My cousins were also there and I wanted to talk to them about it. Non-lucid dream number two: I was taking my dog for a walk. He entered this condo. Since I had to go out, I left him there, since he'd be safe there. I went back later to get him and the doorman was angry at me for just leaving my dog like that there. He said I could only do that if I knew someone there. This dream also involved lots of driving, but I'm not sure how. Lucid dream: I was walking into my room and talking to my dog. For some reason, I thought "how funny would it be if this were a dream?" so I randomly counted my fingers. They were okay. Wait. My thumb was weird. Then I realised I had no thumb. IT'S A DREAM! I stopped walking and thought of what I wanted to do. Last night, I told myself that if I had a lucid dream, I'd like to summon the main character of the book I'm writing and talk to him about the plot, and maybe even get him to take me to his world. I remembered that and started shouting "EFRAIM!" over and over again. He didn't show up, so I got sad and decided to wake up instead.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Dream 1(fragments): There was some stuff at home and some nonsense talk about credit cards. Dream 2(fragments): There was a fight between two groups of people near some house, one group transformed into werebeasts and there was one werewolf thgat was afraid of hallucinations that one person from different group could cause.
Dream 1(fragments): I was on some minecraft server and we had problem setting up some stuff, i was using command line while trying to fix it and suddenly game turned into gmod, then as i continued fixing it turned into dreamviews chat somehow and commands started working totally wrong, op command was deopping and other way around, plus every time command was entered it spammed chat with weird messages. Dream 2: I was playing minecraft with 3 people(That were my friends in dream but i didn't knew them), we were in some brown land place with bushes around and some kind of ruins. Nearby were a few wooden buildings, one was like an inn of some kind, night was approaching as well so we went here. Then at night some ghosty things started attacking us, so we fought them and noticed a gate at ruins that looked like creeper's face. We went out to investigate and land started filling with some kind of dead bush leaf blocks, the gate was active and there was lava under it. Then i wake up, in different room, and i decide to expect someone to appear near bed.Surely some kid appears and i realize that i am dreaming(So opportunity for october TOTM comes only in november, lol), i ask him who is he and such, but he ignores me. I get up and ask again, he only responds with 'I need a doctor' and then shortly disappears as i look around. I shrug and continue with my goals, i switch to quadruped stance and go for window, but dream fades out shortly. I wake up again and get distracted because i notice that i slept too much and then family distracts further as i talk about schedule being broken again.
Sleep: 10:00 PM I was riding in a car with a few friends, I was in the back seat with a new friend (girl), & we were hitting it off right away. We were all in some type of desert setting, I remember there were 2 different barn style building's that started burning. I said something to the effect, "We are not alone here, someone had to light up those building's". Just then 2 cars were speeding towards us, looked like some kind of park rangers. We all ran to our car, my buddy Joe said "We have to get the hell out of here fast" as we were running to the car. I dove right through the open drive side windows. As we were driving my new friend got really friendly & one way or the other she was kissing me on the neck.{ I can actually remember feeling her lips on my neck in the dream}. One of the other girls in the car knew my steady girl friend, who was not with us, & was giving me dirty looks as though she was going to rat me out as soon as we got home. I was very worried about this before I woke. That's all I have right now. I know my DJ is a different format than most, I just like to wright it this way. Sorry if it's wrong.
Date of dreamunknown) Dream Genre: War Based. Dream environment/environments: Desert and jungle. Your role in the dream: i was a private. Your age: 17 Your Dream: I was at war against an enemy not known to belong to a country. there was 3 of us the Sargent, recruit and me the private. i was taking cover in a wooden tower built from chopped down trees barbarian style. as i took cover in the tower with the Sargent and recruit/ other private we all had sniper rifles. We were under fire from a few enemy snipers they took cover in a jungle that had dense coverage so it was hard to spot them all. I was able to see their locations as if they were glow stick that were trying to hide in a pitch black room. i was ordered to kill them so i did. i raised the gun and aimed. After shooting each enemy sniper to death i then found my self in a desert terrain. a burnt down car was laying next to a brick wall that was destroyed probably due to war was half a meter tall. and there was other identical coverage which the enemy hid behind as i came to notice my position i seen 3 enemy targets try to attack my commanding officer i armed my self with a pistol a (m36 or somthing simmilar to that) a basic black pistol. After pulling out the gun i aimed and shot the 3 enemy targets killing them. I then proceeded to walk over to my commanding officer and we tried to retreat from the surrounding area as i knew their was more enemy's awaiting to kill us. As we turned to run i then woke up. END OF DREAM Thoughts you have about this dream: Someone told me if you dream about being or going to war that you would die young or be killed or something like that. Is that true what does this dream mean. What does it mean to me is it a warning or just a dream?
11/09/13 Wastelands I am in a barren and dead looking place. I look around and I see no sign of life anywhere. It looks like a place that has been wiped out by a nuclear explosion or something similar. I wonder if that means the place is flooded with radiation. I get the idea that even if it is flooded with radiation I have nothing to worry about. I wonder what I am doing here. I hear a vehicle approaching. I duck behind a rock, not sure if I want to be seen by the new arrivals. It is a hovercraft of some kind, and it comes in for a landing not very far from where I am hidden. A hatch on the side of it opens up. There are two men inside and they push a third one outside. One of them refers to the man they just pushed as Harold, and says he has been sentenced to exile. He tells Harold that if he is seen anywhere near the city again he will be shot on sight. Harold says there's no way he can survive out here. The other of the two men says it's not their problem. The hatch on the hover craft closes and it speeds away in a cloud of dust. Harold watches until the craft has disappeared from sight and then looks around his new surroundings. He looks right at my hiding place but does not see me. He mutters something I don't hear and sets off walking. I follow him at a distance, and he is not very careful about being followed. He soon reaches a small settlement. All of the people there are dressed like Jawas, in robes that completely cover their bodies. I can't see under the hoods very well, but what I do see looks like they are wearing gas masks of some kind. I notice that there are also some humans milling around, doing various tasks. The jawas seem to be ordering them around as servants. Harold enters the settlement and blends in ok with the other humans. I follow him in, no one questions either of us. I wonder where he is going, but I see at last. There are space ships coming and going from some kind of space port up ahead. There are a lot of the jawas around there, as well as a few humans. Harold approaches the entrance to the space port. A couple of the jawas shoo him away, eyeing him suspiciously as he goes. I guess most humans aren't allowed in there. Harold goes around the side of the building where the ships are coming and going from. He climbs up some stairs and finds a locked door. A couple jawas yell out at him. He is trying to pick the lock. I see three really big guys coming towards Harold. I feel I should do something to protect him while he gets the lock open. I go up on the platform with him before the big guys arrive. They are about the size of a pro wrestler. I bar their way from reaching Harold. One of them chuckles, clearly thinking a girl will be no threat to them. I feel a great strength in my body, though, and my thoughts are that I am getting extra strength from being infected with the Mercer virus from Prototype. I look like an average girl, but I have the strength of Alex Mercer. One of the guys comes at me. I grab him and flip him over the railing, off of the platform. He falls down and lands with a thud. The fall isn't very far, however, and he gets up right away with a confused look on his face. The other two guys look confused, too. The other two come at me at the same time. I flip one over the railing as the other one grabs me from behind. He pins my arms to my sides, so I just flip my body towards the railing. He hits the metal railing hard, knocking the wind out of him and loosening his grip. I push him off of me, over the dented railing, and off of the platform. All three of them are now down below and looking confused. They consult each other briefly before heading towards the stairs again. I ask Harold if he is almost done. He says yes. I am thinking I could form Alex Mercer claws and slice the big guys to shreds, but I have the idea that will freak Harold out. So I'll just have to keep wrestling them off the platform. Harold gets the door open and pulls me through into the building. He closes the door behind us and points at a ship down below. There are quite a few space ships of various kinds. He says that one is like his, he can fly it. He heads down toward the ship, he tells me to come with him, they're going to be after me, too, since I helped him. The door behind me opens and one of the big guys is there. I shove him back through the door, over the railing, and off of the platform. One grabs me from behind. I pry his arms loose and flip him off of the platform. The third one seems hesitant. Where Harold took the stairs to get down to the landing area below, I just jump off of the platform inside the building and land at the bottom of the stairs as Harold arrives. He looks at me, then he looks up at the platform. The inside of the building must be partly underground, as outside the platform was only one story up and inside it looks like about three stories. He decides not to question it and pulls me towards the ship he indicated from the platform. We get inside the ship, and he does know exactly what to do. He launches the ship and flies it out of the landing bay without any problems, then heads it almost straight up and into space. Once we're in space he sets the ship to hyper drive of some kind and stars fly by as we streak to some far off location. I see we are now alone in space. Harold thanks me for helping him, but he is full of questions. He wants to know why I helped him. He wants to know how I jumped down at least 40 feet without getting hurt. He wants to know how I was able to overpower those big guards. But I don't get a chance to try to answer any of his questions, I wake up.
background : naa lets forget that and go to the interesting part interesting part (XD) : i woke up naturally at 3:20 and i was thinking about doing that (OBE/AP), but i was afraid so i thought to myself lets just get to the point where i have the illusion and quit, i laid down on on bed and kept myself awake, after a while i started to feel that there is heavy blanket on me so i knew im on the right way , and slowly i felt vibration like all my body chills at the same time and then it got stonger like my all bed have chills XD, so i got afraid (tip: normally... bed dont chills ) i moved my hands but it felt like i removed scotch (if you are 7 years old you suppose to know what i mean ) and then i pulled all my body out (if felt the same). after 20 sec my alerm at 4 am started (i wanted to kill the bastard cellphone) i tooked some cloth and put on the phone (dont help when you astral XDD) and i told to myself (nonphysical to physical ) "dont wake up you can ignore that.... you can..." and i woke up at 4:02 am
Original entry dated Feb. 16, 2002: Nightmare #1: I had a nightmare that I was in this deserted ruined city-place, and there was nuclear ash everywhere. The city was quasi-inhabited by the ghosts of children, who told me that I couldn't leave because nobody leaves. I tried to leave anyway, by climbing over a crumbled wall and biking down a deserted and shattered highway. I could bike a LOT faster in my dream than in reality - in fact, I was amazed by the speed at which I was going. There was something nameless and terrifying behind me, and I didn't want to look back because I knew that if I did I'd see nothing there but a tremendous wall of brute evil force... like a visual shock-wave from a bomb blast... and then I opened up my eyes, I was lying in bed in the pitch-black and felt something sitting at the edge of my bed. Something like a man but not a man. It terrified the hell out of me. I could feel it there like... a dead weight... solid as a rock. I was paralyzed with fear, but finally gathered the courage to lunge for the light. When I turned it on - of course nothing was there. Perhaps that was when I really woke up and the nightmare ended, or at least I hope so. Nightmare #2: There was a house that was - how can I put it? - unfolded. It existed in more than three dimensions, so to speak, and was very frightening to experience. There were ghosts living in it. There seem to be a lot of ghosts in my dreams. One of them was a sort of... respectable old gentleman, who would be kindly if he weren't so sinister in a way. The house was a labyrinth, and I kept getting lost and becoming very afraid. Nightmare #3: I had a nightmare that I had died. In it, my mother and brother and I lived in an old Victorian mansion. I couldn't move on, and wanted very badly to communicate with them, but the only time I could was that split second when they hovered between sleep and waking. At night I was chased by hell-hounds, and was sort of held back by things that I thought of in my dream as "death-bones".
Original entry dated Feb. 16, 2002: I had a nightmare that the devil tried to seduce me, but at the last minute I pulled back and ran out of the room. It wasn't so much terrifying as unsettling. I also had a dream about being chased through an iron tower. It was creepy. I managed to escape and ran out into the road to ask for help, but nobody would pick me up. Finally, a nice young couple was kind enough to pick me up even though they knew the consequences, but they still didn't seem to appreciate the danger that I was putting them in.