#320 - DEILD - 10:29AM We all some how had the luxury of sleeping really late. I had tons of dreaming so I'm gong to keep the dream details brief. The LD was really short anyway. I am in the back yard but it's really huge. There was my normal garden and then an extra garden with tree like cherry blossom but it has thorns. A flower shoots a barb in my leg. I like how the extra garden is like a private hide-a-way. I tell my wife it needs work and we discus how to make it better. I am on some business trip to California. S from work is with me. I see the sun setting on the ocean. On the balcony I notice how the building is only inches from the water. I see some garbage and two police cars buried in the sand. I have a conversation with S about this and snapchat it. I turn around and now I am in S's house. I wonder the rooms feelins lost. They seem to keep changing. I finally get an idea of the layout. It's pentagon shaped. S says he needs to refurbish the house. I tell him it looks new but I think his choice of décor needs improvement. I am outside and look up. There is a giant glass orb cutting though the clouds. At point and tell some people sitting on the ground. Its my wife and aunt G. Aunt G gets all weird and new age mystical on me. She's trying to decipher and ancient language about the glass orb. She believes they are aliens that visited long ago. I am in her house and she has symbols, pentagrams, crystals, dreamcatchers. Ect. Shes going on about some really strange ancient word. I marvel at how she went from Pentecostal missionary to this. I tell myself everyone is entitled to their own beliefs. Suddenly Aunt G is wearing daisy dukes and a red tank-top. She has her normal face but a hot body. I feel awkward. DEILD I wake and relax my body the vibes hit and a scene forms before I even know what's happening. I am back in my garden. I am still in exit mode and decide to move. I take a step and realize I am already in a dream. I see various strange plants growing. There's something like lettuce but it looks all distorted. I put it right and the dream ends.
5/26/2014 im walking down a road in my neighborhood, im going to my bus stop, like almost all my dreams its early in the morning, a bit before the sun. except my bus stop is a different place in my dream. its down a different road at a four way intersection. and other people that dont go to my bus stop are there, but it is people who live in my neighborhood. one was a fat bald kid and another was this one girl from my bus stop, i remember she was wondering if her friend who also goes to my bus stop was coming. i remember i had to call her to see if she was coming. i also remember talking to my friend about something...i can almost picture it but i cant. i think it was chess....i remember playing chess either there or on the bus. two of my friends were playing chess, i was helping one of my friends play against him. i remember some moves being made, and i also remember him getting one of his units trapped and thinking "oh crap, he can king now, though" but then suddenly there was another row and i thought "oops, nevermind" i also remember being at school, after my 6th period waiting for the girl i like outside our class, when she came out i began talking to her about something. thats all i really remember. i do remember that i did go through my 6th and 7th period classes, and also the point were we walk out to the buses. ive really been slacking on the DJ thing...and its been costing me i think. its kinda hard to remember dreams. i know i had more dreams that i woke up from and i tried my old technique of telling myself them in my head to remember them as i lay there but i ended up forgetting them. i remember yesterday i had a dream that i felt myself wake up, i dont think it was a scary dream but it cause me to wake up and it felt really weird.
Updated 05-26-2014 at 07:45 PM by 69189
05/25/14 I tell you it is very challenging to do a good WILD with all the noise of an apartment complex in the day time. My upstairs neighbors are freakin loud and I swear someone was using a power saw I wanted to do a WILD and complete the advanced TOTM before the month was gone. When H.I. hit I created the images and feelings of surfing on a jet plane to account for all the loud distractions, and this allowed my brain to ignore the external world and complete the transition. I was suddenly laying on my grandma's couch. My sister reached over and tapped me. I started to complain about how hard it was to WILD in this setting, not to mention with her trying to wake me. I realized I was now in a dream. I laid still and waited for the dream to become stable by focusing on one visual item. A fish tank was in the room. As I watched it shifted and was now hanging 1/3 over the couch I was on. The coral life in the tank was getting more detailed and finally was vivid. My sister threw a battery in the tank and I hoped up and went to fish it out, but realized I was starting to believe the dream was real, so I turned and rushed out to start my LD. My mom followed me and was talking and talking and even as I got outside she was loudly talking. I flew over the roof and up but still she talked. I realized the upstairs neighbors were making tons of noise and I had been trying to force myself to ignore them by placing the noise in the dream. Fine, I guess I need a very noisy setting in the dream or I will be forced awake. I need an airplane, perhaps? There is one, I think as I randomly look into the sky. Sure enough, there is now a distant airplane. I begin flying up to it and put on the speed like a jet. I reach the plane and now see an airport. I fly down and across the more industrial portions until I reach the terminals. I figure I can put on a music show in an airport (to account for the nasty external noise). I go inside and people are everywhere being noisy. Now F@#k the neighbors! The noise all fits in my dream now. I cause beautiful women to be in the crowd and keep randomly taking one of them as my girlfriend/ dream cohort. I went through about 5 different women in this role as the stuff that was all around (about 10 minutes of LD in here) would distract me, and I would just grab the nearest lady to accompany me, rather than trying to find the same one. I start to look for a place to preform and decide the lounge area is divided by movable walls. I have the first girl go open the walls (and then lost track of her). Now I need a stage. I imagine all the arcade type tables such as air hockey and TK them up against a bar. I jump up onto the stage and cause dozens of DCs to gather around. I test my voice. "Hello! I am going to preform!" Voice is loud and clear and everyone gathers around. I do not play any interment or sing well so what now. Everyone is waiting. I just make up some words to the army style marching rhythm. "I don't know, but I've been told, preforming music can't get old. I can't sing well, so what the hell, I will just play a bell!" I turn planning on a giant bell being there and it is not. Hmmm, everybody is watching. I just start stomping out the rhythm that people use when they knock (thump, thumpthy, thump, thump,,, thump-thump). Everyone is just looking at me with blank expressions. Lame. Ok, I think that meets the TOTM and I am now uncomfortable. I jump down and go have a few more minutes of airport based LD adventure. This is when I kept finding new companions and nothing very special happened after this, just random sex and exploring.
-I did have a lucid, and I think it was a FA and I caught it. When I did catch it, I used billybobs dream control method, and said theirs no rule in my lucid dreams. So I don't need to stabilize, my dream can do it for me. I forget what happened in the end tho, -Before I woke, woke up I had this very brief dream of me talking to Ben Franklin I think and then going out to fight the civil war? I dunno. It was interesting tho, because for a brief second after I woke up I could still hear the muskets and screams. So, I had a weird night. Yesterday, I did lots of awareness practice (i mean alot) and lots of reality checks. I was excited for the lucid I was gonna get, and could not sleep..like at all. When I did, it was like 10:00 (fell asleep at 8:30 for maximum WILD attempts) I kept waking up in the night then finally a alarm for 5:00 woke me up to try WILD. I failed, of course. I stayed up for about 2 minutes then laid back down. Is it normal for me to have to wait 30 minutes to try to get into that good juicy WILD phase? Its really freakin' annoying.
this dream was all over the place. first i was with Nick and we were at a mexican restaurant getting ready to go some where. him and tarah were in a fight about something so they wern;t talking. he never told me why. later i was on the lake wake boarding with some peeps and the driver when he would pick me up looped around me really fast. eventually i crashed into the side bank of the water and got stuck in the mud. i got out and walked around and found a damn being constructed. mom and i decided we should get out of there. but it was like i was in a video game and we were trying to attack these camps. my character fell into the abyss and i respawned at a chess board where i kicked the opponents ass. later in the dream ii was at a basebal game and this black kid stole a hat that landed on this big fat guy who was sitting down. from there other black guys stole the hat from him. this waas alll on camera. then a big fight errupted. lastly i was looking at all the sufring spots in america and new york state beach popped up. i was theere with my dad and some girl. we walked along and i remarked how the beach is so big and the water is so far... also how the breakers were to big to goo in without a surfboard. my dad agreed to what i had said. the girl and i held hands and walked down the stripp
I've gone to visit my mother. She's working as a nurse at a hospital, and I can't go back to see her where the patients are, so I'm in the waiting room. I look over and see a large four-post bed in a corner next to some double doors. It's made of some very nice cherry. I hear a man explaining to passers-by that it's what hospital beds used to look like, and he demonstrates how the surface can tilt, and the built-in traction assembly for broken legs. He seems to be a meausium tour guide type person. I walk over to take a closer look, and realize that the man is Norm Abram. We shake hands, he explains how he built the bed and I explain how he got me interested in woodworking over 20 years ago with his TV show. When my mother finally gets a chance to take a break and come out to the waiting area to see me, I'm beaming with excitement as I relate my experience. I'm driving home through a small town. I see someone important like a senator a little ways ahead, and see his secret service detail fanned out around him as they move. Somehow now we're all walking on foot. We seem to be headed in the same direction, so I take the opportunity to watch them. Our path leads us away from the main street of the town until I realize that there's almost no one else around. I notice that one of the agents has his pistol in his hand. I shout "gun!" since I don't see any other threat and the agent is looking at his principle. The other agents rush the senator away, and I'm left facing a very angry Harrison Ford, gun still in hand, demanding an explanation. As I try to explain that he's the one that looked like a threat to me, he doesn't get less angry.
In a car with mum DC and and random DC not from IWL. Mum is driving on a railway station and accidently turns onto the train tracks. We are trying to get off the tracks but we can't and a train comes and smashes into the car. None of us are injured but apparently the car no longer works. Now with no car one of the DC's I was with breaks into a car that was on the train station but not on the tracks. Sirens go off when the car gets broken into and one star is shown at the top left hand corner of my vision (sort of like GTA) Of course I see some police coming and I have a gun so I start shooting at them not sure if I hit any of them and I see the stars increase and I run I am then sitting on a motorbike in a warehouse sort of building and I have a radar in the bottom left hand side of my visual field with red dots showing me where the policemen are. I see the red dots coming closer to my position so I fire more shots and ride off on my motorbike I then get off it and am still in this warehouse (it was rather large) I start doing a lot of acrobatic jumps and flips while grabbing onto rails and shelves in this warehouse and I get on a very high shelf several metres high and am shooting at the people below me. I then wake up and attempt a DEILD but I was to late. It was a crazy non-lucid
00:00 Tuesday 2014-05-26 00:00 1.3 scoops UYM muscle builder amino acid mix powder. remee on, I'm sleeping with it most nights now so I'm adjusting to its "face feel". 02:00 bedtime. Outrageously late. Not my fault, well partly my fault. 09:00 out of bed, recall dreams, nothing at first, then more and more flow in. + at work, I see a large (meter square at least) complicated schematic, I think it must have been produced by computer. Walk past a coworker I'm sure it's PS. Some other scenes at work with coworkers, I see my old car? + moving into a house in a complex on a hill, we have to unload a ton of boxes. We have to haul boxes up the hill because the complex does not allow parking in the driveway. To heck with that, I will bring my car up and we can unload much more conveniently, otherwise it would take forever. I'm in the driveway looking into the 3-car garage, there are two cars in there already, I tell (my wife?) to move one of the cars. I see a room inside the house filled with our boxes stacked high. I am walking through a store at the base of the hill, there are lots of things there (lawnmowers, small devices), I'm looking for a chair on wheels, I can't find one because I think it's against the rules here to push someone on a chair with wheels. I walk through a door in a glass wall (dream sign) and close the door behind me, this is a forbidden door. A guy gets up in my face quickly about using the forbidden door, I could have broken the glass he says. I playfully wrap my knuckles on the glass saying how strong it is, making fun of this rule, I can't believe he's actually bothering me about this stupid rule. I'm in a stairway climbing up, there are 3 thugs there, they jump me, literally, one guy jumps down over the rail from the flight above me on top of me, I'm fairly confident that I can handle them. Walking around the back of the house, there is a structure there (outdoor bathroom?) being constructed, it looks like a small electrical substation, I walk past it looking down on the ground and I see all the electrical connections/cables have already been hooked up. + I activate a dream control menu floating in the air before me, I have 3 options for selecting locations and replaying a portion of the dream.
Updated 05-26-2014 at 07:33 AM by 65364
It's been a while, I haven't been focusing on being lucid much recently. However, I did have to do some mental housekeeping. In my dreams I am what I call a chimera. What I eat, I partially become. Here recently the chimera has been going from zero to world-ending-mess pretty quick. The chimera was something I originally built, so I had to sit down and rebuild it. The first thing I did was restructure it such that the chimera was constantly eating itself. Only through constant renewal can it maintain its form. On my chest is a white portal, it is the outlet. On my back is a black portal, it is the inlet. Any forms I wish to take flow out from my chest, envelope my body and are continually devoured on my back. Putting the inlet on my back also makes it less likely that I'll just go on a rampage eating everything a-la-world-ender-mode. Additionally, I created something called a control ring. This ring floats behind me much like a halo that extends from about hip level to just above my head. Around the ring are many symbols, each representing a different concept. When I dial in a specific concept, the ring becomes a portal to that concept. At that point, I can channel it through myself or through the control ring. The ring can also duplicate itself and stack multiple concepts. For example, I might dial in earth and then fire to be able to vomit lava. I also intend to use these control rings as portals to aid in teleportation and time travel. So far, I can use these pretty well for summoning and transformation, but have yet to remember to use them for teleportation. That seems like it might take some time. Old habit die hard.
Morning of May 25, 2014. Sunday I have gone to a second-hand bookstore again and then back to my Cubitis home, which actually seems to be in the area where our Barolin Street house was. An unknown male shows me a book which I “remember” having when younger, though this is a false memory. It is something about myth and magic and has a light brown cover with a few panel-like areas that almost remind me of the arrangement of windows on a Windows computer. A couple areas have writing and another has images. Even though I am “certain” I saw and had the book before in my dream, it is not one that I had actually seen at all in reality. There are also aspects of shiny copper on the cover and the pages’ edges. This may be very loosely related to a memory of when I was sitting with my mother on a bench in Arcadia and reading from a humor magazine (I also had the first volume of a set of encyclopedias called “Man, Myth and Magic” that we had gotten in the mail from the post office). I was reading a line aloud (fairly loudly) “…a member of the jet set” when a fairly unkempt male walked by, slouching, with his hands in his pockets. I had hoped the male did not think me to be referring to him as a joke or sarcasm (as I felt my face get hot), but he kept walking. The idea of “jet set” seems to be related to people who fly in the in-dream association with the real event when I was about ten. This seems to remind me somehow about my own flying ability - as I seem to recall the textbook-style “key points” that are listed in a panel and call-out boxes on the pages’ borders that ask certain things related to the steps you have done. I go outside and do a sort of fast walking and sort of thrust myself upwards and fly with no real effort (in most flying dreams I seem to be jumping into a “cushion of air” that just allows me to go farther, little different than “inverse swimming” - where the water “swims you” - but with less resistance and more control). I go on flying maneuvers several times and eventually go fairly high and go over water. I land near a beach that has a lot of junk along the shore - an area that people had used to dump larger things like bicycles and appliances, some half in the water. Another younger male is there who is interested in flying (I think he had been trying to retrieve a junk bicycle to fix up) and we fly around for a short time before I see a larger gathering of people. I am wondering why other people are not flying to get to their destination more quickly. Even if you have something heavy to move or take with you, it seems that there is no gravity to the object when touching it and beginning to hover and then moving forward - you could probably even move a house (at least the free-standing kind on stilts common to this region) that way, which I explain. My flying position is the same as it is in many other dreams, sort of leaning forwards a bit diagonally, but sometimes in standing position (rather than like Superman). This dream does not become fully lucid (as with many flying dreams), but it has the usual lifelong in-dream knowledge of how easy it is to rise up and hover, and then fly fairly fast (although sometimes it is more like teleportation). Some of the other people have success in rising and hovering but not flying that much. Over time, it becomes more of a mystery that people bother to walk around on the ground than it does to just hover or fly, not that it is more difficult to walk, but why walk when you can get somewhere more “smoothly” and more quickly? All of the people are friendly and there is no aggression from anyone to anyone else. In a way, this may be related to my “orb” form, especially in early childhood dreams - where I often had that form in dreams - I guess because flying does not really require legs, or even a body for that matter - and as I noted before, may be related to being carried around as a toddler in longer periods where you did not have to walk to get somewhere. This is probably another possible interpretation of flying to add to the others I have studied - in a negative sense, flying can mean “not having support” or a viable income at the time (which one dream years ago revealed directly in actual words) but can also relate to “performing well” or a higher level of success. On the other hand, my flying dreams were more often in “orb” form as a child as I “did not need legs” (or so I seemed to directly reason). So again, it is reasonable in my opinion that some flying dreams relate directly to very early childhood, even infancy (and being carried - or pushed in a baby pram - to wherever you need to go). On the other hand of course, it is still relevant to the fact that “movement of thought does not require legs”, as well as being of a higher level of freedom.
The government was at war with..I don't remember...italy? At that time, for some reason, the government was moving huge skyscrapers with helicopters. At that time, I was in one of them, so I accidentaly fell off. The building was collapsing, but for some reason when I hit the ground I was alive. I ignored that (lol) and then the building was collapsing behind me. I was stuck in rushing water, and I had to jump between tight bars and debris platforms. This jump was huge, and as I jumped everything wen't in slow motion. Everything got REALLY vivid. Then it went back to normal as I grabbed the bar and the building was so close to crushing me. After that, I guess the government was switching out newer flatscreens with older TV's. They weren't TV's though, they looked like computers. I dunno. KEYWORDS: War TV's Skyscrapers Crushed
I can't remember exactly when I had this dream. I had it on three seperate occasions, but by the last time I'd learned what to expect and I woke myself up before anything happened. The dream: I'm at a water park. It's on a sandy cliff beside the ocean. There is the entrance building, and then you see the main pool. Behind the main pool is a really interesting structure; thin wooden stilts hold up other pools, water slides, diving boards. The diving boards and water slides lead directly into the ocean. The pools are all full of people, some with floaties and some just swimming. There are even more people down below, on the thin beach at the bottom of the cliff and in the water. A set of wooden stairs is built into the sandy cliff wall. I find myself on the beach, and I go into the water with some friendly DCs. We swim out as far as we can, and we lose track of time. Our attention is abruptly brought to the water by one of the DCs. A massive wave is visible in the distance. It's like looking at a mountain, and it is getting bigger. The DCs around me are swimming frantically towards the shore, some of them shouting. We can see people streaming up the stairs to get away, but we're still ten or so yards out in the water. Things seem to fast forward then, and the DCs I had been with were in front of me, pulling themselves onto the stairs. I look back for the first time, and the wave is right there. The water is electric blue with tinges of green. It slams into us. I make a grab for the stairs, and my fingers brush the wood, but it feels slimy, like it's been underwater for a long time. I can't hold on. I feel the water surging me around violently for a few seconds, and then I wake up.
The dream began with something incredibly strange and ineffable, mainly because the memory is so faint it's hardly there. I have this vague recollection of a feeling of pleasure, beautiful moment of some kind, perhaps the feeling I was searching for earlier in the night of my soul leaving my body (I was attempting an OBE). Worth writing down for future memory's sake. I was at the gym at the college by my house running around the track. A co-worker told me to slow down. I did, and it felt great. I raced a friend at one point, then stopped and talked to another guy. He lent me a couple video games, a strange version of Guitar Hero and another. When I tried to play them at my home, on my computer, they wouldn't work. Guitar Hero required a birth certificate. So I went on a drive and stopped for a long time at an intersection. I might have smoked a bowl, I dunno. I journeyed forth down the road. I live on top of a hill, so I came to the dead end and found a large cathedral, a cemetery and other stone-wrought creations. This is when the dream took a turn. I got out of my car, and there was Regina Spektor! One of my favorite artists, her voice is angelic and her musicality unparalleled. I followed her into the cathedral and we adventured a bit, making small talk. I asked, how long have you lived here? She told me she had just moved to this side of town, but she had always lived in my city. I was surprisingly cool, calm and dispassionate, likely because I was ignoring the warning bells ringing that told me this was a dream. We got back into my car, she was driving now, and she drove back down the road to my house. She needed to borrow pants, I think hers were cold and wet, as it was snowy. It hadn't been snowy before.. I tell her to let me off at my house, it's where the snowmen are. There was a large, sad looking snowman right out front. I walked inside and told my parents, Regina is here. My mom goes outside to talk to her, there's an intense, watchful man inside, perhaps a hobo, who my parents had taken in.I considered making hot cocoa, but that would take too long. I woke, slept, dreamed, forgot, woke, slept, dreamed, forgot. Next dream I remember, there was a car wreck near my house that people were running to. I was curious, so I decided to get on my bike. Then I decided, nah, I'll just buy a car. So I bought a car online, from Apple, for $2400. It was remote controlled, because I wasn't in it (dream logic, I was definitely with the car the whole time, but it was a third person view). I couldn't find the accident, so I drove to a theme park. I was not on the roads, my car was small, like a Smart Car, and it could hop up and down. I got past some people in my way and voyaged about. There were various levels and missions I was completing, though really I kept trying to use its GPS to get back to the wreck. At one point, I talked to a boy and said, don't be like me! I spontaneously bought this car, it was a bad idea, I'm too broke to buy a car! I picked someone up, escort mission status. A large lady, she kept us safe from attacking wolves later on whenever they jumped on the car. I used the car to climb up a small mountain that had steps. We went into a city. Cars kept wrecking into me, and my car was taking severe damage, at one point catching fire. Cops came, but didn't arrest me. What a waste of a couple grand!
Fragment: Yakuza I'm on some sort of mission, with a list of tasks to accomplish, but I need help for some of them. I ask various groups to help me in exchange for favors. One group I ask is just 4 Japanese men in business suits. We help each other out and I move on. Later in the dream, one of the more powerful factions tries to get in my way by interfering with those 4 Japanese men, but they have grown stronger. Their organization is now large like the Yakuza, and it works out in my favor that this evil woman has pissed them off. Hmmm... Might take some time to get my recall back up to par
Gotta record during the night, running through the list of accumulated dreams every waking works OK but so much detail is lost. Several on the list forgotten entirely (it's late afternoon now). 0:00 Sunday 2014-05-25 01:00 bedtime A number of wakings during the night, lazy to record, try to build up a mental list of dreams throughout the night to last until morning, run through the list every time I find myself awake adding new dreams to the list. + barbecuing, the coals are round black discs with grey ash around the perimeter + something about racquetball + getting down into a rowboat with someone + Larry David asks me to go golfing with him, I'm suspicious since I'm not a good golfer, a tiny toy car falls to the ground I pick it up, look at it closely, and think how in the old days kids would be so happy to have such a toy and to play with it for hours + I'm in a smart-girl's sorority event standing at a table, the adult female counselor stands up next to me and says something, someone calls out to everyone "what are you thinking!?", I raise my hand and declare "I was thinking something to myself!" I think this is a really clever/funny comment but the room is silent in response, I think "oops...", we unroll some scrolls and read them. + Me and my friend are hastily trying to prepare a weapon against the coming evil/powerful guy, we do not make it in time, I implore the evil guy just to kill me and my friend, not the whole group, I think later why should I die for this evil guy I think my friend and I should double-cross and ambush him.
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