Did "everything wrong" last night: ate a big meal late, had wine fairly late, went to bed late and really full, but had some excellent dreams. Thanked my SC ala gab many times during the day yesterday for my dreaming experiences and "put in my order" for the kinds of dreams I wanted. Started asking myself "what's odd about this?" during the day after reading Patricia Keelan's bio on LaBerge's Hawaii retreat web page. Things I did right: ate dream-friendly lunch (almonds, turkey, cheese, tart cherries, milk, flax seed powder), exercised, day practice, added back in some PM targets (hit some, missed some). 02:00 bedtime (argh!) 08:42 (wake time 08:23) + plane hijack/crash, they're trying to knock everyone unconscious on board by the G-forces of sudden turns. I feel the turns and every time one happens people on board say "whooooooa!", I feel the blackout coming close but it never overcomes me, I think middle-aged women have taken over the plane. The plane crash lands in Southern California and I think this is a joke because it's not really an abandoned location. I walked by the plane outside now looks more like a large ocean ship I pass it by on the left, I see ahead of me there's a mirage that looks like water, there's someone else with me experiencing the mirage, but I know it's a mirage that will change as we approach closer, we step forwards and the pools of "water" resolve into the large eyes of a big moose sitting on the ground. There's a tree nearby with a well of water inside it, and the moose allows us to drink from it. + I see old friend DD and her mother and infant "daughter" standing at a garden fence outside a garden, I feel strong affection towards them and go to join them and say hello. DD and her old mother (a crone with a large witch nose) are walking swiftly through the aisles in the garden which has rows of tall trees laid out in a rectangular pattern. D ignores me. I hear a voice narrating a story that the nearby house (two houses joined together sharing a wall) is haunted/cursed because people used to come there for affairs. I get close to D finally and say a hearty hello but she just says "yeah, hi" sarcastically and keeps moving. I'm really hurt and angry by this rejection, I leave the garden, walking over/slamming the "gate" which is a large colourful bunch of folded paper like Christmas wrapping paper and it falls over behind me on to the ground as I stomp away, I hear D say sarcastically "good job, <my name>". I feel a bit bad because I think this was D's daughter's toy. I hear my sister's voice behind me saying "where has this happened before?", she's trying to chastise me, I'm mad and shout at her over my shoulder Spoiler for profanity: "I don't give a mother-fucking shit!" I see an advertisement for quarters (the coins) being an important part of Thanksgiving dinner (!), the quarters are rolling around on dark streets, I have a close up view, some announcer talks of the important in choosing good quarters (so that the turkey will be good?) + My wife and I are talking in my childhood home garage (only realize location after waking), her eyes change from brown to blue and back several times and I'm frickin astonished by this and keep trying to manoeuvre her eyes into better light to see better (SC Gift #1! I missed this one! argh! LD on a silver platter!). She walks from my left to my right and back to my left, to stand by the door, where her eyes seem to settle back to brown, she says "yeah that happens sometimes." + (lucid) I'm seated in a very large (outdoor?) bright theatre. I have a friend seated next to me on my left. A few rows down and to the right on a landing, only about 10 feet away, I notice 2 guys have appeared (they weren't there before) and they're singing. These guys are goofy/geeky/weird looking, wearing a lot of odd jewelry/clothing, each one is holding a microphone and singing, they have good voices and harmony, I see them very vividly. I'm thinking about how goofy they look but they probably get girls because they're in a band. An aide(s) starts walking by us up the stairs in the aisle, they're holding prizes, one of them is a large drawing (1m by 2/3m about) colorful (crayon) drawing of something (ship/balloon?) with the word "Dream" or "Dreamer" clearly written (printed) on it (SC Gift #2!), some of the letters are reversed (the "d" and/or the "r"). I think "really? I've been seeing so many t-shirts recently with "dream" written on it, might as well RC," I do a nose pinch and some air leaks through but it seems mostly closed. Hmm, I'm a bit confused, I try pinching harder and breathe again, the air is mostly blocked but some still gets through. I decided to try gravity, I jump a bit into the air and float slowly down, Aha! Yes this is a dream! I run up the steps to the aides who are a few rows above us now, and tear off the poster from the easel and bring it back to my seat, I want to save it for later when I wake up . I then climb up some steps looking about the theatre (more of an amphitheatre), it's filled with people. I'm looking for a CG for a smooch. I settle on one and give her a quick kiss I do not want to engage for too long though. I keep walking, and see a CG blonde with a cream dress, maybe late 20's early 30's. I sit with her and put my hands up her shirt. There are multiple layers and I go under about 3 before I feel the skin of her back. I'm concerned my hands are cold and I don't want to shock her so I put my hands back on top of one layer of clothing. After a bit I put my hands back to the skin and move them around to the front. Her clothing is really tight on top of my hands. Spoiler for 18+: I double-grab her fairly substantial breasts and begin squeezing and kneading and pulling on them. This goes on for a while. The next time I pull on them a bit she objects, I think because it's too obvious to people around what I'm doing, but she says that doing so pulls her neck back and forth. She likes it when they're squeezed but not pulled. I'm then standing up and perhaps have lost lucidity a bit so I do another jump and I slowly float down, yep, solidly lucid again. Things seem stable so I decide to escalate and I say "OK, time for some <epithet for cat> f%^&ing!" She's on her hands and knees, knees on a chair and her hands on a table, I raise her cream colored skirt over her butt and I/she start to tear/remove her panty hose and I wake up. Argh! I'm sleeping on my stomach so I think that explains the unclear/partially blocked nose pinch. Try to relax and go back in but too excited/awake. Probably 2 hours awake at least, drifting/snoozing, doing counting breaths, SSILD, relaxation, trying to get back to sleep, get the "I WILL LD if I can fall asleep again" feeling, I think about getting up for the day but I don't give up, keep relaxing, and eventually sleep... 11:30 + (lucid) Indoors in some random house, well-lit. I'm rubbing my left hand in circles on my son's right shoulder, he's intently watching a TV/microwave, I realize I'm dreaming but feel my awareness is at the bottom of a well, very unstable, just keep rubbing and rubbing his shoulder and eventually feel substantial enough to move, and start walking a bit into the scene. I find myself standing at a white square small ceramic sink with no faucet in a non-descript room , and I'm running my hands around the back corners of the sink (left hand on left side/corner, right hand on right/back corner) back and forth, to stabilize. I decide I will do sivason simultaneous focus and try to maintain focus on both my dream body and the dream environment and walk towards a door but immediately feel very dizzy/unstable. Stand still, more hand rubs. Things stabilize a bit. I start walking down the hallway, it is my current IWL home. I think about going out the front door, decide to jump out the kitchen window. Walk down the corridor, turn left into the kitchen, the window is there (wrong kind of window), through the lower panes I see the bright sunlit outside, I don't hesitate and immediately run towards the left window pane and dive headfirst through it, don't feel any glass, the world orientation sort of rotates and swirls a bit to simulate my dive then I'm on the ground outdoors, "COOL!" I think. The ground is made of the same floor / ceiling tiles as the kitchen, then things start fading, I think just a moment and the scene will clarify to a proper street scene, then I wake up. This was a notable LD because it probably was just a waking moment and I was able to hold on to it and turn it into a proper multiple-scene (if short) LD with a cool dive out the window.
Updated 07-25-2014 at 03:49 PM by 65364
Space I don't remember so much as an introduction to this dream, but I recall having set up some sort of fleet in space. There was a red colored wormhole of sorts that lingered in the area, but no actions were taken. I hardly can recall anything occurring in this dream, as is to be expected, given that I am just now attempting to get back into the swing of things when it comes to lucid dreaming. Additionally, my current sleep schedule is unreliable as it stands, and steps must be taken to correct this. In short, changes are necessary; without a doubt though, I am looking forward to my return back into dreaming.
In the dream I was looking for a mouse that had gone missing (can't remember from where/what/who). I then went searching for it and someone told me to go talk to the chicken guy, who was a man with a chicken wing a head (but sometimes it was just part of his head, but that alternated during the dream). I then found him behind this fence and he dropped the mouse I was looking for that kind of floated to the ground like a leaf before scurrying off. I caught it and the chicken guy let me have it (even though it was originally his) and I ended up becoming friends with him. I was then searching through tubs, containers - anything I could keep the mouse in. He wa really tame and didn't run away if I set him on the ground. I then turned around and the chicken guy from before was running off with the mouse. I was angry at him stealing the mouse like that, soon I was in a bus and he was in one too, falling to the ground 'battling' next I was in a plane flying over the ocean.
Updated 07-26-2014 at 12:54 AM by 70048
From the thread: http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...ml#post2077014 4972 fly from the top of the Eiffel Tower 4973 fly to Jupiter 4974 pose for a picture in front of the Mars rover 4975 fly along the Western Coast of the US/Canada and across the Bering Straight to Russia and down their Eastern coast to Asia 4976 fly along the Mediterranean coast 4977 fly around the coasts of the North and South Islands of New Zealand 4978 jump on stage at Moulin Rouge and give a big kiss to the prettiest ladies and impress all with my flying 4979 enter the scene of my favorite paintings at the Louvre 4980 animate some statues at the Louvre 4981 fly into the Super Bowl pre-game as the jets fly over 4982 fly and catch offending homophobes at the Russian Winter Olympics and drop them into places they can't easily get out of 4983 go on a date with Scarlett Johansson 4984 fly and grab Hitler during one of his speeches and drop him from hundreds of feet up 4985 go back and live with a Native American tribe along a beautiful river 4986 go back and visit my oldest known ancestors 4987 go back and visit my grandparents and great grandparents on each side 4988 go back to my first sexual experience and say move over young me and show her what I've learned 4989 go back and tell my young self to keep up lucid dreaming "I come from the future" 4990 go back and tell my young self to never compare a girl to another girl to their face 4991 go to the year 4991 4992 have a conversation with my great grandfather about his skills and ideas 4993 visit Thoreau at Walden Pond and have a conversation 4994 ask a DC "What is a dream character?" 4995 ask a DC to take me to another person who is lucid dreaming 4996 ask a DC what is the coolest thing you can do in a lucid dream 4997 go back and watch the first episode of the Twilight Zone with my father and family 4998 go back and meet Einstein 4999 go through and play old records on an old phonograph 5000 grab the 9-11 hijackers days before they board their planes and drop them one after the other from the top of the WTC 5001 ask my subconscious to show me some dreams from childhood 5002 fly along the fjords of Norway 5003 frame the Enron-like executives of the world with a crime that will actually give them jail time 5004 fly along side various roller coaster and see the riders reactions 5005 go back and see myself as a newborn baby (some of these were not very inspired...just trying to get to #5000 idea) 7/24/14* I was dealing with an intruder trying to follow me into my house I'm trying to lock him out I must have got rid of him. I was having trouble locking the door and turned around and I caught someone inside my house across in an adjoining room, perhaps the dining room. As I called out at him I noticed I could not speak and then my voice was coming out really slow like slow motion and I realized that I was dreaming. I tried to talk some more before the dream ended...probably the end of my REM cycle. 177
07/23/14 DILD I had a nice long one. High points involved practicing a lazy form of travel. I would just float a few inches above the ground and then push gently so that I started drifting. i can now travel down streets at a nice even pace while putting no thought or effort into it. In one sequence there was a toxic rain or something so I shifted into the past (actually became a younger version of me) but found it raining pink rain in the past too. I had a FA at this point where I could not breathe and felt as if my waking mouth and nose were covered with water. i made myself wake up in concern, but actually it was an FA. I was still in the past and accussed my sister of ruining my LD by pouring water on me. I then realized this was stupid and kept going with my LD. In one part I saw children playing in a huge tree that hung over the side walk on an embankment. I went up and checked out the tree and noticed I could not travel further in that direction, but did question it. I just walked a few dozen feet further up the sidewalk and found a way up. that lead to an area with people hanging out on a patio. At this point I noticed a huge brownish frog. I picked it up on the palm of my right hand. It was about as big as a dinner plate. I decided to practice fine visual control by making the frog color shift through all of the main colors using the trick I teach in the DVA class on visualization. I was able to use the same mental trick in the lesson to create the colors. I shifted the entire frog through colors including electric blue, viberent ruby red, and pumpkin orange. That was the most intersting portion of the LD as far as I am concerned. Dur~12-15 min
Updated 07-25-2014 at 01:58 AM by 12783
I'm at friends place in Cairo. He is preparing a huge feast. I am somewhat confused because we keep switching between English and French. Eventually I end up on the balcony and become lucid when I realize that I am far too comfortable speaking French. (After living in Germany for 7 years, I no longer am) I decide to jump off the balcony (3th or 4th floor I think) to change the scene. (I don't know why I've been doing this lately. It's not a very good means of changing scenes) I end up on the beach, which is a recurring dream scene. It is always dawn whenever I get here. The sky is a nice warm orange. Walking bare feet over the sand is very pleasant. I pick up some sand and play with it as I walk towards an area of interest. Usually the beach is empty, but occasionally I find something interesting. This time there is a rectangular black frame. Once I get closer I can see that the frame is not empty. It refracts light in an odd way, and taints everything purple. Almost as if there was a very thin layer of a purple liquid. I poke it with my right index finger. It buzzes me and ripples begin forming on the surface. The feeling is rather pleasant. It tingles a little. I drag my finger across it, creating complex patterns with the ripples. At least a minute goes by until I realize that I'm not being very productive. I step through the frame, which I assume is a portal to another place. I end up on another beach. It is similar to 'my beach', except that there are quite a few people here. There's also a few tents, and music! I try to engage more of my senses and make the music louder. I feel a familiar presence and move towards it. Close to the water I find some people dancing, a few others relaxing, having drinks that glow in the dark... and Crow. Sitting in a fucking Sofa, whereas everyone else is sitting in the sand. He's telling some grand story of his, and everyone seems quite captivated by it. Every single time... This bird really does know how to tell a story. Always surrounded by women, always a drink within reach. Dude knows how to have a good time. He senses me as I approach closer. "Yooooooooooo!" "Yo." "Hyu mate, how have you been?" I don't really have any time to answer before he starts bombarding me with more questions. "How's Yuya? And the other one? The cute one with horns and the tail?" "Liv..." "The one with the big boobs." "Really Crow? She's called Liv." "She is rather well endowed though." *Sigh* "How did you get here anyways?" "This place ain't exactly on the grid." "Walked through a purple portal on a beach created by my subconscious mind." "..." "You dreamers, you're all a bit messed up in the head." "Subconscious here, Dream Guide there. Something something awareness and lucidity. I don't understand any of it." "That's okay Crow. Neither do we." We both laugh. Some naked lady with an absolutely amazing body painting brings drinks. They all glow in different colors. I take the blue/orange one. "Cheers mate." It is a rather strong alcoholic beverage. It's quite fruity, a little sweet. Judging by the amount of empty glasses, Crow has consumed an amount of alcohol that would easily be lethal to any human being. But he's Crow. I'm not even sure if he can get drunk. Crow resumes telling his story. It's about space ships and smuggling... I'm not really paying attention though. I look at the people dancing. They all have these really cool glowing body paintings. It's quite fascinating. Later I talked with Crow some more, but I can't remember what the conversation was about.
Recorded at 9.00am I'm at old house with Dad, Jane and Tim. A TV infomercial is on TV. It's explaining about water distillers, but not getting into the proper benefits that'll catch your attention. Either Jane or Tim look as if they're intrigued on what they just saw on the infomercial and wanted and dialled some numbers on their phone. As they're dialling the number, they change the channel on the TV to horse racing. I then realise that they were calling up to put some bets on the horses. I'm with Dad and we're being chased my being with guns. I think I start to shoot back and forth with the enemies. I shoot someone near the stairs on the map with the tall wires above the map. Dad and myself are near the bottle-o near the settlement. We must have hired a trailer to transport something. It was a strange set up. Dad had to sign some documents for for trailer. I was after some water for my veggie shake and didn't really want to request distilled water in particular as not everyone drinks it. Dad speaks up for me and says that he only drinks distilled water. One of the men says he's we have rain water and goes off and fetches it for me. I'm stoked that he has some rain water but start to think about it's purity and how long it's been sitting there. There's also a huge tub of rain water sitting in the garden. It doesn't look the freshest as it looked to have a whiteness to the surface. The man hands me a small bucket of his freshest water which looked clear. My cut up veggies fall into the garden and I pick them out and put them back In my blender cup. I worry that the veggies would be extremely dirty but i put them in anyways. I pour the water into the cup and fill it up to much. I see the man come over and put a container of water back inside a container of water. I try to do the same as i finish doing what I was doing and feel a little confused and clumsy trying to do what he did. I walk over to the table and see that Dad who looks like I Sabrina from the talent show The Voice (Australia). I notice that he's done about half of the form. The form was like a rating system but was a little strange they way it was set out. Dad must have been upset when asked to come back down to the office to go over some final things to do with the trailer. He didn't do it and just wanted to go. The men were not happy about this and I think we started getting chased again like earlier (or what happened earlier with the gun fighting was actually this, not sure). Dream Fragment: A little girl shows me her phone and what she had just searched for on safari. I show her my phone browser, which has the exact same thing she searched for. She become a little upset thinking that I checked her phone without asking for her permission. I felt as if I had a 3rd eye moment. Side Notes: I need remember to take my time and think about the dream I just had for more then 10-15 seconds. I usually just fall back asleep expecting that I won't remember it.
Updated 07-25-2014 at 01:15 AM by 24939
Dream 1 X Factor were holding these auditions, I would never go to something like this but it seemed everyone I knew was going to it, my friends, family, most people I know so I decided to go as well. I am in the plane and the plane is really dodgy, its a pretty average sized plane. I was sitting at the back with my mum and sister. It was a pretty scary ride there because there was a risk of being shot down due to lots of fighting happening across the world. I looked out the window and I seen a huge mushroom cloud which engulfed the evening sky, it clouded over this moon which didn't exist in real life. Then the next thing we know the plane had to emergency land, we were coming down and hit the ground safely. Everyone got out the plane and talked. They found the reason for this emergency landing was that there was too much weight on the plane and one person had to get off. Some guy said he thought I should to the whole group. I wasn't happy, I said my feet are way to cold to walk all the way there. So everyone got back in and tried taking off again, the plane got a little bit in the air but fell backwards. So we all got out again and I said I would walk. My mum and brother said they would they would walk as well, the reason was they thought it would be safer as we could get shot down from the fighting. We start walking and just round the corner was the entrance for the audition, a wired fence and security guards blocked you from going in. I looked to my right and a girl with a gun was pointing at me, I flinched backwards then realised she was just security. We walked up to the gates and had to sign a waiver to say we know the risks at the moment etc. I walked through security and Tyler the Creator greeted me, the then pushed me over and jumped on my face. This really damaged my front teeth for the rest of the dream. I got up he pushed me over and elbow dropped me. I understood it was a joke and I didn't care it was Tyler the Creator. I asked 'How much do I have to pay you?' 'As much as you like, leave it there'. He pointed to a couch where people left money, most had given quite a bit. I was going to give Ł3 but decided on Ł4. I went and sat down, the chairs were metal chairs and the field was quite big, it was like a small festival, with one stage. I sat down and noticed my friends on the other side, I waved them to come over but they waved back at me to come over to them. Assuming they had a spare seat because it looked busy in their direction I went over. They did have a spare seat and I sat next to two of my friends. I then got a text from my tutor, who was organising the plane etc in this dream. The text read 'Someone has lost a bag on the plane, please text back whosoever bag it is'. I looked and I also had another text message from a friend saying 'I'm scared of flying back'. As I was sitting there I realised I actually have to go up on stage and preform. So I asked my friend what he was doing. I can't remember what it was but it was a boring song. Then I asked my other friend. Another boring song. They were taking it all serious and I really didn't care I was here for a laugh. 'You know what I'm gonna do, some raw hip hop!' 'Yeah! Do it, it will be funny' said someone from my school who I didn't realise was next to me. I was thinking what song to do, should I do Work by A$AP Ferg, that's pretty hype but I wasn't feeling it. Then I realised, I'll do Danny Brown - DIP! Haha! I knew it was going to be crazy, a crazy song and I was going to put in crazy energy into the song not giving a shit about anything. Then I went up, I was on stage the instrumental dropped and I went HAM! I put on proper crazy performance and I was loving every second, the crowd were loving it too, I think they were glad to see something different. I remember preforming every word to every verse, my recall was pretty mad in this. I finished the performance and the lady who judged it said to the crowd and me 'I liked it, it was energetic and I especially liked the part in Portuguese' I'm thinking 'Portuguese whats this women on about?' I'm reciting the lyrics quietly trying to think of a Portuguese part. I couldn't so I just said 'Yeah, yeah the second verse'. She said rather hostile 'Usually songs have 4 verses'. I was thinking no, it definitely has 3. Then I seen her write my on a piece of paper 2.68! I looked at the other scored they varied the highest was 6.something. 2.68! 2.68! I couldn't believe it, that low! Why did she lie on stage then? Anyway I didn't care, I went out the curtains and into the crowd, I seen my Nan and Sister straight away my Nan loved it she said it was really good and funny. My sister agreed as well. I went walking to find my brother, I could feel people looking at me. He likes Hip Hop so I couldn't wait to tell him 'Did you see me do DIP?!' 'No I missed it' 'Why?' 'Look there's a zombie apocalypse'. I looked over the hill where this festival type audition was and it looked exactly like the scene from World War Z where the zombies climb over the wall. In fact I think it was an exact flashback to the movie.
I'm sitting in a classroom at the teacher's desk. I am the teacher. I watch happily as children file inside and take their seats. While they are sitting down and taking out papers and what not, I'm looking at a list that has all of the students' names on it. I quickly look over the list and then back up at the students to see who is missing. I realize that one student is missing and her name is Ashley Ketchum. I smile to myself and duck under my desk to get the boombox that I keep. It's big but super light weight. I put it on top of my desk and face it towards the classroom door. My right pointer finger hovers above the play button as I patiently wait for the late student to arrive. After a few moments, she runs into the classroom and apologizes for being late. I smile widely and press the play button on the boombox. Out of the boombox blasts the original Pokemon theme song.
I would like to share my experience with lucid dreams and astral projections. This morning was very exciting because I have been studying and learning loads about the subconscious and how to astral project. When I researched the dangers of astral projection I was scared but those "dangers" were only assumptions none of the "dangers" have ever been experienced or recorded, as of yet. So After researching and learning this, I still had mixed feelings and tons of questions "what if" "what if" was all I kept thinking. Moving forward, right now I am going through a transformation in my life. It is not only a physically one but more of a spiritual essence. I have been constantly focusing on using the law of attraction, I have gotten so in-depth with this law that I have ruled out all music, movies, tv shows, etc until I reach my goal. This way I can not be subliminally affected through media and advertisement while using the law. I have replaced music for ETFs, 432hz music and affirmations. I play these constantly throughout the day. I have become so accustomed and obsessed with this process of growth until it works (which it has already, everyday). Now that I got all that out of the way....I want you all to know something, in order for anything to work you have to feel it! In your mind, heart, and soul. You must have a BURNING DESIRE, for whatever it is you may want in your life to manifest itself. I feel myself having already reached my goal. You must also use present-tense affirmations and talk. Feel as if you have already reached your desired goal. Speak as if you have already reached this goal. Live as if you have already manifested this goal. For example: If you want a new Cadillac, go on the website and build your dream car. Look at the inside,imagine how it would feel, how it would smell, what music you would play in your new car,etc. Look at it or go to website to build it everyday. Look at the price as if you have the money to purchase it. Feel good about the car from your heart have a strong desire for it. Lastly, I will detail my experience with lucid dreams and more. I have lucid dreams often, it was not until recently that I decided to use them to benefit me. Now when I found out I could use them to see winning lottery numbers I was immediately interested. Often you read people doing it and only getting a few numbers. This is may be true for the first time, but do not let this discourage you. You must do research and constantly grow your mind and psychic energies. Continue to influence your subconscious through affirmations and constant research and reading of books pertaining to this. Persistence and influence is key. When I first tried this on my lucid dream let me tell you it was hard, it was like when I had trained my mind enough to remember the goal when I had a lucid dream. I would tell it, while in this lucid dream to " show me winning lottery numbers" and the first time it went blank and I would up. See I did not get frustrated or upset, I kept on believing in myself. To make a long story short. This morning, I was a little stressed about financial matters and instead of continuing in the "poverty conscious" I calmed down and focused on being grateful for not coming from poverty or living in poverty and forgave myself for worrying in the "poverty consciousness" about finances. After doing this I laid down and visualized myself, as my higher self, living the life I have a BURNING DESIRE for and with all the love, wealth and happiness I could ever hope for. Going past my visualization I went fast to sleep. In this dream, I was with my family and we were happy at the highest level I could of ever imagine. My parents and siblings all together enjoying life. In this lucid dream, we had drove past a gas station and this gas station triggered my mind to remember to get winning lottery numbers. Before I knew it, the dream shifted and I was on a computer searching the game I wanted to win and the future numbers. Both mega and powerball came up. Then something amazingly strange happened the numbers came up in a motion so serial, as if I was watching the numbers being drawn that day. At this moment they ordered themselves in numerical order from smallest to largest and became colored. Then the numbers just froze there. And I quickly memorized them. It was strange because they just stayed there for me to look at for as long or short as I wanted. Then something triggered me and I began to ask myself "is this real", once my soul was AWARE that I was not in my body and I thought of my body then I quickly returned to my body. This was strange, I saw and felt myself joining back with my physical self. And contrary to popular belief, I remembered all 6 numbers! It was as if the numbers were stained into my memory so deep that I remembered them throughout the day. In conclusion, DO NOT BELIEVE THOSE THAT SAY IT IS IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE IT IS NOT IMPOSSIBLE AND IT IS NOT DANGEROUS, ALWAYS PROTECT YOURSELF WITH ANGELS AND STUDY, STUDY, STUDY, TRAIN, TRAIN, TRAIN. Without persistence, determination and knowledge from your heart, results may vary.
I'm a man in a room full of people. A woman's being escorted into the room to pick out two of us for slaves. She's known for her harsh treatment of her people; she's got a shaved head and has two servants behind her. I'm standing a little apart from everyone else - there's something different about the way I got into this situation compared to how everyone else got here, most of them came from the same place. The woman looking us over is disappointed by us, says we don't begin to compare to the ones her settlers captured in the wild. We're a group of people selected by Dorothea, and this woman makes plain her distaste for Dorothea's preference for "pretty pets." She declares she doesn't want any of us and leaves again.
I've been thinking of why I'm not having any LDs lately or why my DR ain't that awesome and I think I found a reason. Everytime my WBTB alarm goes off I lay back and try remembering my dreams but I actually end up dreaming I'm writing in my DJ tag-book what I dreamed. I think I could use this to my advantage as it seems to work really fast and if I can think of doing RCs I might do DEILD. Anyway, a single dream out of several which I forgot. 1. Is this a prison? I'm walking around outside a prison, there's someone with me and we're both wearing orange suits. The yard is massive and closed of with massive fences, topped off with barbed wire and flood lights. The complex is absolutely enormous, each yard is 4 football fields large and there are 8 yards I think for different prisoner groups. However these yards seem to have openings between each other that you can pass through. Then suddenly the guy next to me gives me a task to beat up some prisoners, my view shifts to a top-down view of the entire prison, red dots mark the targets. There are I think more than 50 dots all scattered around the complex. I'm thinking more about how I'll get to them instead of how I'll beat them, then after some walking around I find an opening between a yard and the outside world. I have a weird feeling that even though I could run away, I'd still be imprisoned. I did it anyway and some prisoners followed quickly, I tried avoiding any contact with the other inmates as I run along the base of a mountain. The location was probably somewhere in the north of the US, maybe along the border of Canada. It was very mountainous and it just felt overwhelming. The sun was setting by the time I got out.
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #222: The Australian Odyssey I’m standing in line with my friends SC and MR along with some other people that I false remember as people from my past. I’m trying to introduce these “old friends” but it’s hopeless because I can’t even remember their names. Very embarrassing, and to my relief the line moves ahead and we walk into a large video arcade. SC, MR, and I watch this one game for a while that’s a cross between a sandbox-style game, a racing game, and a platformer. I get confused after a while and wander to another part of the arcade, when some creep elbows me aside and then flicks me on the back. The creep stares at me as he walks by with a “what are you gonna do about it?” look. He’s a short little guy with a mustache. “You’re short,” I observe out loud. This enrages him, and he charges at me, taking an unbelievably slow swing at my head. I push him gently aside and he falls to the floor. “Stop it,” I tell him. “I don’t want to get arrested.” I move away from him down a hallway but he chases me down and tries to hit me again. I scoop up his right ankle and he falls backward to the floor. I say, “I’m not hurting you because I don’t think you can hurt me.” As I’m walking away I start doing some pondering out loud: “But… what if you try to hit me 5000 more times? Wouldn't all of that practice make you dangerous to me?” Convinced by the dream logic, I pick up a toddler-sized chair and say, “Next time, I’m going to hit you with this chair! In the face!” I shake the chair for emphasis. He ignores my warnings and again comes charging for me. I smash the chair into the center of his forehead and he crumples to the ground. I walk off down the hall, hoping nobody saw me do that. Something about all this strikes me as completely crazy and I become lucid. I walk down a long hallway lined with school lockers, and at the end I find a dirt ramp leading downward. I follow the tunnel downward into a large temple built with big stone blocks. There are gaps in the stonework near the high ceiling and shafts of sunlight cut across the room from above. It’s a beautiful place and I begin slowly flying around the room, overcome with joy to be lucid. “Fucking lucidity!” I say, feeling like I might cry with emotion. After flying around for a bit, I walk outside of the temple to find myself in a Venice-like city of canals. A few boats drift gently by. I look back at the temple and see a large, golden statue of an angel sliding down a ramp from the ceiling to the door right in front of me. From somewhere a voice says, “Although we recognize Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior, we believe this church is powered by the Holy Spirit.” I get the sense that the voice is trying to explain what they use for electricity. After admiring the statue for a few moments, I step into one of the boats and set off. It’s not long before I find myself at the edge of the city, heading out to sea. I get the feeling that I’m in Australia and the beauty of the story and the scenery eventually drain away my lucidity. Dreamer starts narrating: “Parts of Australia are dirty, polluted, and not as nice as you might think.” As she says this, I notice oily water lapping against the side of the boat. I set sail away from the city, staying close to the shoreline, Dreamer narrating here and there. The water is clear and beautiful now. Dreamer says that I’m trying to find my way to the islands of the “Hawthorne Formation” but I don’t know my way there. The sea is calm and I feel peaceful and relaxed. Eventually my boat lands on a sandy beach where Noah Bennet from Heroes is working at a carpentry table. I think he’s my dad and that he’s counting on me making this journey to the Hawthorne Formation to get help for my mom and sister. (100% false memories and characters.) “Son,” he says, “draw me a map of where you think you are.” I draw a globe on a piece of plywood and sketch out Australia. I think it looks pretty good until I see all of the lines of longitude converging in its center. I realize that I’ve put Australia where Antarctica is supposed to go and feel really embarrassed. Noah Bennet sighs. “Here’s the Hawthorne Formation,” he says, drawing a series of 4 islands off the southwestern coast of Australia.” He draws an arrow pointing northeast into the middle of these islands. I thank him and return to the boat. “Good luck, son,” he says, and the dream fades.
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Lucid Technique: WBTB, mantra I am outside in a park. I am not present in the dream, however, just observing. I see a few kids running around and I have the awareness that they were just shoplifting. I see an old woman lurking in the trees. She seems curious about what the boys are doing, and I want to help her. I then become aware that I am dreaming, and watch my own body materialize into the dream. Once I am totally present in the dream, the dreamscape changes slightly (I can't really describe how…something to do with the texture or the light?????), and it feels like the old woman and I are in a separate layer of reality than the rest of the DC, yet we are still in the park. I introduce myself to the woman and we walk together for awhile. I see a huge tree that I am compelled to show to the woman. We approach the tree and we are both impressed by how gigantic the trunk is. As I look more closely, I see strange faces carved into the bark. They remind me of shamanic masks. I decide it would be very interesting if the faces were lit up so we can see them better. I put my hands on the tree and focus on summoning light. The faces begin to light up but not as much as I would like, so I push my will even harder. I suddenly get the idea to use my voice to raise the vibration. I begin to "sing" the light. As I do this, the entire dream lights up, and then there is a violent explosion of light and the dream scene changes! I am now in a house. It is very dark. I am aware that I am responsible for a baby, a little boy. I want to go explore. I decide I have to take the baby with me. I grab him in my arms then head for the door. I feel slightly afraid to go through the door for some reason, then remind myself that I don't want my fear to inadvertently summon something nasty behind the door. I go through the door safely. It is still night outside. I find a bicycle and get on, holding the baby very carefully in my arms. As I ride, I become aware of just how tiny the baby is. I can feel his warmth and heartbeat against my body, which is a very strange sensation. As I continue riding down the road, I turn a corner and see a breathtaking city view that I've seen in a previous dream. I stop to admire the view.
7/24/14 Last night, bed 11:20 - 8:30 DRs remembered in the morning I'm at a party with my manager V. I see him clearly. I even remember his last name from WL. There is lots of milling about. At one point I walk outside. There is a large screen window that leads to the bathroom. I can hear someone going #1, and I see a shadow standing at the toilet. The lights are off. I'm thinking, ok, he is going into the potty, all is cool. Then someone comes there and he walks little further away from the house and there is someone peeing in the yard. He has a target on the fence and he is aiming for it. Apparently I was suppose to prevent that and I have failed. Now I'm inside, showing someone how long the pee stream was, and how strong it was, with my arms spread wide, as you would show how big of a fish you caught. DR I'm outside of some big, mansion style house. I'm suppose to be taking care of it while the owner is gone. So I'm going there to close some windows and shades, but I see someone is inside. So i tell him to close it all when he leaves, so I don't find intruders when I go there next day.
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