10.30.13 Bed 9:47pm - 9:50am Emotional rollercoaster last few weeks and exhausted, hence the early bed. 1. I'm standing on the outside of a 1-2 story, european style, family house. Terracotta color, red roof. A friend of mine just turned into a grasshopper with human face. He hopped on my shoulder and asked me to show him the chimny. So I started climbing to the roof on the outside of the house, while he was hopping all over me. 2. I'm really tired. Mentally drained. I'm on hospital bed at a doctor's private house. I don't think I'm sick, just tired. At some point I can see with my eyes closed. Doctor is leaving in the evening someplace, his replacement came to watch over me while he is gone. 3. I'm cutting vegetables in the kitchen, that doesn't have side walls. I feel Ophelia nearby. I'm telling someone with laughter, that if my fingers were messed up, I would be dreaming. I lift my left hand up and my ring finger is shorter. I tell this persone "see, just like this" and I start laughing hysterically at my mind, how is it trying to trick me again.
My dream last night involved TONS of my friends in the tulpa community (though I only know what a few of them look like, so I guess my mind filled in the gaps). We all lived in a large house, probably about 3 or 4 floors high. Each floor had several areas with lots of bedding that people shared. I can't remember anything that was done or said in particular, but I do remember racing up and down the stairs a lot. This dream also had the usually 3rd person perspective that most of my dreams have.
(Part 2/2) 0833 - I find myself in my bedroom and I might be lucid from the start, but I do the nose plug RC anyway and it works. I go try to stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands and looking around and saying "Stability now." After it seems like it's more stable, I say something related to glasses, "Clarity now" or "Clear vision" and the dream becomes less blurry. I head toward the glass doors of the balcony and think "step through glass" but I can't, so I back up and try again. The balcony vanishes at some point, and I eventually get through the glass. The outside of the house, which either is one of those white and gold stone mansions or a brick red one (or just a very big house) is clear, but the surroundings are very weird looking. Some part of the house or the surroundings look like they're wobbly sketches and/or drawings, and the sky is gray/blue and featureless. I fly around and try to change the surroundings. As I swoop down towards some structures on the ground, I think of trying the November TOTM but I end up circling back to the room where I started. Then the dream yanks me in another direction, and I can't control it. Eventually it turns into a dream where I was (or was watching) a guy in an RPG like game. There was a minimap on the screen (wherever that screen was; it popped up randomly as I wandered around) depicting where I was. The guy did something in the room, and then went to this graveyard place where he stood in front of a grave and talked. The screen was narrating his actions at the point, like "A went to the graveyard. He was blah blah blah..." (That wasn't what it said, but I don't remember what it did say) On the arch over the entrance to the graveyard, there were emails and links, etc that I briefly wondered about and thought about googling (though I can't because I don't remember them). I also copied the words in the narration, thinking that I could put them in my dream journal, but then I realized that the laptop wouldn't have the data when I woke up. The guy left the graveyard after a while, and the scene changed. (I think I lost lucidity here, but it was hard to tell since all I was doing was observing) The guy woke up surrounded by people who knew that he was having a dream. I got the sense that they were from a forum. He talked about it and answered questions from the people, one of whom had a recorder with them. When the guy found out that, he was thankful and replied that he never remembered what he said on the spur of the moment. The dream he had was apparently about his pony/dog and how it was hurt. He remembered someone doing horrible things to ponies or dogs (e.g. beating them up) a long time ago. One of the people asked him if his grandma was the culprit in the dream, and the guy said that she couldn't be, because there were two old cars in the driveway (he mentioned their brand names), one of which was his/his grandma's while the other must have been the culprit's. Sometime after all of this I woke up. Dream fragment: Earlier, I had a dream involving a forum with a colorful website. The forum may or may not have had anything to do with lucid dreaming.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Dream 1(fragment): Some kind of discussion in chat. Dream 2(fragments): I am at home and i am watching some video from the couch. It is about some kind of danmakufu montage with player dodging some ridiculous patterns, for music it used some russian song. As i look away for a second, table with a monitor teleports closer, i do again and it does teleports again, so i am dreaming for sure, i get up and bed changes position as well then dream suddenly fades. Dream 3(fragments): There was some mage that could control people's memories, he meets a giant and they talk, then mage focuses his power and smacks giant on the head with his staff, making him remember something.
Dream 1(fragments): There was some kind of survival game and our team was searching for someone, we have found a semi-ruined building where that someone should be but then figured out that he appears only during winter. Dream 2(fragments): I was playing multiplayer FPS that was mi of UT2004, TF2 and some other games. It was ridiculously glitchy and some players were using them alot, one of glitches involved temporarily turning played into ragdoll which some used as feign death. Dream 3: I was playing creeper world 3 and it was small level. I've started in south, and base got surrounded by suddenly appeared enemy missile launchers and like four of delayed emitters, i had to act very precisely and quickly to build nodes and nullifiers to destroy them before they could cause any trouble, there were also strange yellow flowers on the ground in a few places that blocked everything. There was small castle to the north which was filled with enemy structures and i've started assaulting it with my units. Dream 4(fragments): SilentEternity was streaming Fire Emblem and i was watching, for some reason graphics were very vandal hearts 2-like. Dream 5(fragments): I was assaulting some train together with a few anime characters, we were navigating through wagons and some of them were on fire, some characters got very confused then we have reached the front of the train but it started slowing down and then randomly fell to the side. We have continued on the ground, following another train.
ANOTHER LUCID DREAM YAY!!! I was on a trip and there were many people with me. I didn't know them, both in real life and in my dream, so I kept my distance. We were walking around in this small village, it was small and even a little poor. Then, we ran into this big, gorgeous house. They said it was Lea Michele's house and I was, of course, very interested. I wondered if she was there, then I felt creepy for looking at her house for so long, so I turned around and walked away. As I was walking, I saw lots of the people who lived there. I was scared of them, even though they didn't do anything. Suddenly, I saw kids shouting and falling on the floor in obvious pain. My dad called my name, I turned around and saw him. He said that all the kids there were going through the same thing. I instantly knew what it was: they were turning into werewolves. My dad agreed with me and said he'd get some plants that might help them. I said I had to do something else and... ran to Lea's house. I got there and the house was different. It looked like nobody was there, but I rang the bell and shouted that it was an emergency. Lea appeared at the balcony, asking me what was going on. I told her that it might sound crazy, but I was pretty sure her neighbours were turning into werewolves. She didn't hear me, so asked me to repeat. I felt stupid for saying that again, but I did. For some reason (probably because she's flawless), she opened the gate for me. She got someone to go check the village, a woman, and then she looked very interested in me. I apologised for being so creepy, but she was very calm and seemed quite happy that I was there. She said she was making something to eat and invited me to help. We went to the kitchen and the woman and my dad were there. They said five kids had died, and that meant that it couldn't be a werewolf thing, but we still had to be careful... as in maybe those kids' bodies had rejected the werewolf gene or whatever. Lea told me to check the food stuff and I went over there and looked at the lots of food. She hugged me from behind and she kept touching my hands and my arms. Then, she took some cotton and started cleaning my ear (?), which was weird, but I let her do it since she's Lea. She was also kissing my neck sometimes, so who cares if that's her idea of foreplay? Anyway, then she asked me to wash the salad while she cleaned my ear. I said okay, even though I didn't even know what to take. I took a small pot, brought it close to my face. I realised I wasn't wearing my glasses, and that's why I couldn't see well. Lea made fun of me by taking another little pot and putting it in front of my face. It was the water one. I laughed and she laughed and it was magical. I took the little pot. I saw some cheese slices there, so I started throwing water on them and then washing them. It felt very stupid, but Lea was now just hugging me and kissing my neck. HOLD ON A SEC! I'm at Lea Michele's house cause kids outside might be turning into werewolves, I'm washing cheese and she's totally into me. Hmmm... DREAM!!! I stopped washing the cheese and looked at Lea. I told her I had to go cause I had tasks and it was the last night of the competition. She pouted a little and said she'd miss me. I kissed her on the lips and told her I'd REALLY miss her too. I left the kitchen and saw a tiny table with a glass on it. I laughed, cause wow. My mind really wanted me to get things done. I told myself that my first task was to move something, so I raised my hand at the glass and made it float. It was super easy and I put it back on the table. I walked a bit more and I was in the middle of the living room. Now I knew I had to summon DragonMaster21 for the pocket task. I shouted DRAGONMASTER a few times, but nothing happened. I focused on his avatar picture and I could see it. Still wasn't able to summon him. Woke up.
Morning of November 2, 2013. Saturday. This is my long flying dream, which becomes vivider in La Crosse at sister Marilyn’s house, having flown around after leaving the King Street boarding house. I had been homeless, living on Goose Island, having lived in treetops and now and then a rooftop. I had not done much walking but my shoes are worn out though I end up refreshing myself at one point as well as getting new shoes from my wife (wife-to-be in my dream). This younger version of my wife had been going to the first year of a university course (University of Wisconsin in La Crosse). We embrace and kiss a few times, but she is apparently not ready to enter into marriage. We fly together under my power. I tell her that I can teach her to fly on her own with her own cloak and explain how my cloak works. My cloak is used for steering while flying. I explain how a certain part should gather and be tied about a foot or more up from the feet to prevent it from billowing out more. It seems to look and work similar to the wings of a flying fox. At one point, I demonstrate how to sleep while hanging upside-down like a bat. In the majority of my recent flying dreams, I have flown in a black cloak or in some cases a blue bed sheet that moves around me in various ribbon-like ways (similar to the Cloak comic book character from Marvel), more to protect my skin from twigs and such rather than a modesty issue. Several events transpire. At one point, another person does not understand how I am able to fly and I explain that everyone has this ability. I try to teach them in steps, starting by saying that you just need to let yourself rise and hover while ignoring the force of gravity (as if one could), thus allowing yourself to float upwards. They try but fail. In the first part of my dream, I mostly fly about in either a standing or forty-five degree position. Horizontal flying (as with Superman) does not seem to feel right. At one point, someone has a set of weapons and another joins him near the corner of a house (Gillette street; perhaps a play on getting cut or a “close shave”). (The weapon looks like the throwing star from “Krull” from 1983, a movie I saw in-dream prior to seeing it in reality without having known a thing about it and unexpectedly having someone else take me to see it on the same evening). Each star has either six or eight arms instead of the five, though. The two other people first seem to be playing around, yet do not like my flying. I get very angry, as the weapons are deadly, yet they play around with them like toys. Still, I dodge each one thrown at me but get more and more annoyed. As a result, I develop the concept that in order for a person to be allowed to use a weapon, he should be injured with it at least a few times before being allowed to use it. Taking this faux rule or law into consideration (without realizing my act is hypocritical as I had not been injured by them), I catch, over a short time as I am flying at about thirty degrees, three of the throwing stars (about three-fourths the size of a lawn-mower blade) and swing them back to the closest male while I am in mid-flight while doing a fancy maneuver. Two slice through each side of his body to the opposite side, one about a foot lower than the other, another going right through his abdomen (above the other two) expanding the cut to each side. I “explain” the upholding of the “rule”, which does not matter anyway, as the person falls apart into four pieces. I casually explain (to someone who appears and mourns the sudden loss of their husband) why that was the right thing to do. The other male stands there in a daze. I eventually find myself flying around Southern Rhodesia in an isolated (or earlier in time?) area of Salisbury. (Possibly, it is an association with Salisbury steak which I ate in my youth in TV dinners; quite possibly the least palatable meal I have ever eaten.) I go to an even more isolated area after a few people seem either annoyed or frightened by my flying above them. I go into a herb shop (that is more like a rickety “house”) and an African male wants to learn how to fly with me. However, he then decides he will give me a lot of money if I bring back a small amount of Entada rheedii (African Dream Herb, of which I have never seen in real life to my knowledge) to sell for retail at his small shop. I go off on an adventure flying fairly low, deep in jungles, gliding over tall grasses and between trees. I am soon annoyed by large mosquitoes now and then and first worry about getting chikungunya. I clearly hear the loud, annoying buzzing in only my right ear at times. (This was specifically precognitive as I had not seen or heard anything on this for a long time. I thought it was a reference to a much older time period within my dream). I finish my task and move on, as I silently worked out in my mind that there was some sort of invisible barrier so the mosquitoes could not actually bite me. At this point, there are Blue Pearl events where the sphere seems to be almost external and moving at about my speed at a close distance. It seems to communicate with me and move ahead out of my range of vision. I am, for some reason later on, near the main inlet of Rio de Janeiro. I also fly close to some hotels near Ipanema though a few people become angry at my act and wave their fists. There is talk of a new law to restrict my flying space. I adjust my dark cloak to steer through more populated areas and those areas with more potentially hazardous architecture. Although many people seem annoyed, some seem friendly and cheerfully wave. A short and fat mostly bald businessman in a dark suit waves at me and motions for me to land. A very gentle bossa nova (with a lot of higher string riffs) plays on the breeze (from several cheap outdoor radios at once, including from hotel balconies) with a gentle female chorus with amazing harmonies, which is like “The Girl From Ipanema”, but is like a parody of the song I saw many years ago. The gentle “Garota de Ipanema” song carries on the breeze (with different lyrics): “Short and fat and bald and ug-a-ly, the guy from Ipanema needs to fly with me, to get back to his hotel across the bay…” I am able to lift the heavy man and he smells of cheap cigar. He “flies” closely to my left, hanging on tightly, which annoys me, but I do not say anything. Still, it is very refreshing to look down over the water and boats from high above. Now and then, over the seemingly long journey (I guess I am flying more slowly at this point - it almost seems we are not moving at times - but this is likely how it would appear in real life from a small plane going at a reasonable speed) I have vague thoughts a couple times of dropping him into the water far below (by which he probably would not survive). There is also a slight concern that I will not get him across and I will instead end up dropping him midway anyway. Still, I feel I need to do this task so as to have “larger, friendlier energies more on my side”(?) After the long flight, I finally see the opportunity to land softly and he is grateful that he had not been late for the convention. I have apparently made a “new friend”. LINK: http://www.abc.net.au/news/2013-10-2...-virus/5051210
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Things I remember: •Sitting in town playing on my laptop and everyone staring at me. •I remember having 4 lessons of school then skipping the 5th and going home but there was two flats, we were on the bottom half but you had to go past the top floor to get to the bottom and the woman told me off •We had a conservatory and I sat in there playing video games. The next bit I remember is going to school and me and Beth were at my old school and it was the end of the day then Beth said "Steph, I swear that guy is staring at us... Look!" And I looked discreetly and he was staring at us it was really creepy but he was walking into the school! So we hid behind something and he came over to collect his son from school and I realised it was BriBry! Then he turned into a Mexican guy and started taking pictures and he took a pic where I was smiling then said I had a 'double barrel' or something which meant I go crossed eyed whenever I have a face on picture. That's all I remember from there. Then next I remember going to school like halfway in the day and talking to Beth, she told me one of my friends had been flirting with my crush as usual Omg I was so annoyed I was like "Beth why did you have to say that seriously..." And she said sorry then we went to the hall to have some photos taken with the whole year group, I was crying and trying to cover my face cause I didn't want my crush to see but he did argh he was sitting at the back and I went and sat at the front next to Laura Churchyard but the teachers moved us onto the window ledge. After everyone was in place they handed out paper plates and we had to put fake blood on them cause it was a Halloween shoot. We all held them up and went "raagh!" At the same time it was pretty cool though I probably looked a mess since I was crying. Anyways after that this little African boy came up to me and because he needed money he was selling grape juice. He asked me to at least try it and said "Do you want ham or lettuce?" And there was actually those two flavours it was grape and lettuce that I chose because I thought maybe you couldn't really taste the lettuce and I was right! It tasted like Ribena and I drank the whole cup then my mum arrived and gave him £7 for the juice lol. Well that's all I remember so bye :3
Hi! I had another lucid :D. Every time I go lucid I am always in a car, hopefully I learn to go lucid when Im not in a car. Last night I went to sleep early because I was tired and also my stomach was hurting. I just kept falling asleep on the couch so I just went to bed at around 8 or 9, really early for me. I usually have trouble falling asleep by midnight. Anyways here's how my dream went. Earliest part I remember was buying pills in the mall. It was inside this weird store that was pretty much purple and had a little stand in the middle where I got my pills. I let this girl see the pills and I thought she gave them back. I had a bottle of my new pills and my old pills, she looked at the old ones. As I was leaving the store I looked inside the bottle for my old pills and there was nothing there. I looked at her and she started trying to walk away, I chased her down and kept trying to get my pills back. I got this little pamphlet from her with some of the pills in a baggy on it or some pills that stick to the pamphlet in an orderly fashion. I couldn't check if they were all there so I kept chasing her and getting my pills back. After a while, like 5 minutes dreamtime, she got to this maze. I kept going along the side of this maze and she came out right in front of me and I took my bag of pills back. Then she tried to grab them back and the bag ripped and it went all over the floor. The next part was my sister and me in the car going somewhere, she was driving. For some reason I think she is the girl trying to steal my pills in the mall. I also tell her I have to go home but she gets her friends in the car and she says nope and they start driving somewhere else. So at this point I am really angry over everything she has done so far so I smash her head through the windshield and push it against the window through the broken glass so her head comes off. Her friends keep driving and somehow her head grows back. I sit there a while and then [COLOR="#0000CD"]I realize I'm dreaming. I look at my hands in the car (my car) and it looks exactly like real life its crazy. I look over to my sister and shes reaching her hand out trying to touch me like a zombie, I fly out the open window and land along the side of the road. I quickly try rubbing my hands together and it works for a bit. I look around and I'm in a road with wheat on both sides, or very tall grass and a tree on the right side, when I'm on the left side. Past the wheat is a forest, it's in the afternoon and everything looks awesome. I fly into the air again and I chase the car down, Im about to shoot an energy blast to blow up the car from the air but I accidentally wake myself up.[/COLOR]
(Part 1/2) 0500 - Some other friends and I are riding trains through three countries. The last country is Italy, and one of the others may have been France. It was probably a weekend, because as we were traveling, T mentioned how I wasn't going to be able to finish my homework. I thought of Mr H and how I didn't have him anymore for history. The thought of homework filled me with that "ugh" feeling, though, so I stopped thinking about it. In the second country or so, I was on the platform with several other friends. We were trying to get on the train, but we were on different platforms. I leaped from one to the middle platform and thought how much easier it was now that I was older and bigger/taller. But then I tried to leap to the last platform and fell/got hit by a train. It seemed like I "respawned" in the same area, at pretty much the same time. We eventually succeeded in hopping around and getting on the train. After the second station/country, before me and T got to Italy, a taxi came and most of the group left in it, leaving me and T behind because we couldn't fit. I motioned with the thumb-and-pinky finger gesture (the one that means "call me") that they should give me a phone number so we could stay in contact, but they didn't understand me and just left. Me and T ended up taking another train to Italy, because we didn't know where they were going. The trains are occasionally filled with homeless and smelly people lying down on the seats covered with blueish blankets. In one of the trains in Italy - a sleek and gray thing, sort of similar to NYC's trains - there were several cars just filled with the homeless. We wandered around two of these cars before leaving (I apparently was expecting one of the homeless people to tell me if the seats across from him were dirty. Nearby was a guy dressed in a suit) and finding out that the train was part of the 'ghost network' (as labeled on a map nearby on the platform), which meant the trains were made of souls/ghosts coalescing into a semi solid material (how I knew that, I have no idea). The alternative, which was for normal humans, was near the front of the platform, and looked like it was underneath a guillotine/chopper like object, which were horizontal supports on the ceiling. The train itself was not a train, but several metal platforms chained together into a line, with little to no handholds/barriers. We didn't want to get on, because it seemed highly suspicious and would probably end up killing the passengers, but we had to move for some reason. I led the way, jumping past the train and onto the beams near the top of the entrance, past which were stone stairs leading down to a wide space (a station-like area?). We jumped to the rafters or the stone/metal supports that made up the top of the hall - for a moment it felt like I was going to fall or crash into the supports painfully - jumping and running and jumping. I was continually casting powerups, etc. One point, T nearly slipped and fell, but I grabbed her by the leg and hauled her back up. We took off our shoes and continued running along just in socks. On the wall there were screens showing facebook-like posts and comments, one of which involved doing badly on tests and LH. Next to my replies, it showed what I really typed then erased and sent. That part involved some text like "CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK S H E", the clacks standing for backspace, with your original message without edits underneath. It also said "you're seeing this because you typed this." Near this part, T and I backed up against a wall/slanted support so that T was bracing against the support and I was somehow pushing off of her. (I think my position looked like the one you use in swimming when you're pushing off the wall.) I had wings, so after I pushed off, I swooped around with my wings some more, until they timed out and I started dropping. I'm not sure what I did when that started happening, but I woke up afterwards.
Updated 11-02-2013 at 03:02 PM by 65810
So the dream started off normal and very ordinary. I was originally at what seemed to be a lecture hall of sorts filled with about fifty people or so. I was here with one of my convention friends, he and I simply sitting there chatting about non-important things. Suddenly the situation begins to escalate quickly. Another girl that I vaguely knew suddenly came into the room and grabbed the hand of my friend, quickly muttering something about "needing to get out now." Not explaining anything to me, she and the other occupants of the room began exiting in a chaos almost, leaving me as the last to exit. When I left the room the environment was absolutely different from what I expected. It suddenly appeared as a very old country town, with the majority of the homes being made of logs and old, antique wood. The first person I came across had a very demonic aura to her, and was not a face that I could fathom or recognize. Coming quickly up to me she tried grabbing at me with clawed fingers but I ran away screaming from her. As it turns out, there was a group of these evil beings that seemed out to kill me. No matter how hard I kept hiding in different spots they kept showing up to claw at me and trying to murder me. Eventually I hid under a sort of gap between a porch and the ground, thinking I was safe. I hid here for an excruciatingly long time before another of those faces appeared before me. Realizing where I was the other creature/humanoids began circling the awning, keeping me trapped underneath. It seemed like what appeared to be a bulldozer of some sorts came up, crashing into the house and destroying the foundations. As the house started falling down upon me, I woke up from the dream.
Something to do with me meeting a wealthy, kind man who owned a sort of resort in the desert. It was this kind of oasis that had a pool and a greenhouse. There were some large plateau/mountains outside of the resort. I don't know of any other dream characters save for the man who introduced me to the place.
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