I think this is probably a layer 1 lucid anyways....I was over joyed at time... I was having a normal dream I was in some shop or other. Interacting with normal bland drean characters (no offense to any dream characters out there). When I left the shop the dream plot went wacko....Incredibly vivid cats started to race towards me...very very excited.... I could see every detail on them, the colours were vibrant and the fabric too...yes fabric...these dream character cats were made out of carpet and some out of cushion fabric with button eyes...but they were very...very alive... They clamored for my attention, flocking to me. I wondered if they would hurt me with their claws (did they even have claws? pin claws?) I took a deep breath and let them come closer...they HUGGED ME...big cats, small cats, some blue,some patterned....lots of hugs.... Then I continued my dream as tho nothing had happened...this was a dream after all and this rumpus was...well out of place...so I continued on my dream way and it went back to non-lucid... Later I returned to the shop and was accused of something. I would have been busted but two friends walked in behind me dressed with black trilby hats and black waistcoats and matching white shirts. The store owner thought they were the feds...and by default me also... I checked over the crime scene...measured things up with a tape measure from the kitchen. Then made my way from stall to stall (those turny things they have in shops with merchandise on). Then made a break for the door. It was dark outside and pouring heavily with rain. I needed to find my car...THEN Bounding out of nowhere came cats...new ones...calling my name...(awww)...Just as vivid and clearly sentient...they were just so excited and overwhelmed that I was here and that they had got to meet me *think i'm gonna cry* I feel happy but then again a bit awkward telling myself this is not at all what dreams are supposed to be like...and I head off to look for my car in the deluge...
I started drifting to sleep. my bedroom doubled and distorted, my consciousness wavered. for a moment I identified my dream body and plugged my nose with it to anchor me in. The dream distorted heavily with this action. I almost lost it, but I held on and it stabilized. I focused on my breathing until the dream solidified. I leaped out of my bed and turned to face it. Sticking out my right hand and assuming a stance, I started with a stern force behind my voice: "KAA!" nothing seemed to have changed, the dream still felt like real life, so I began shifting perspective slightly: "ME! HAA!" the world around me started tremoring, destabilizing. I tried to stay in the dream as best I could: "ME!" but it was too much. the dream shifted, feeling like a portal rebound. I was presented with a forum I frequent in front of me in the moment before I woke up.
I am sitting at a wedding feast of the gods, which I apparently rejoined after leaving with Eris. Hera, Aphrodite, and Athena are alternately fuming at me, and ignoring me. I chuckle to myself. I stand up and walk around. The setting on Mount Olympus is amazing. Wildflowers and majestic tall trees are everywhere. I see Hercules drunkenly tossing boulders over a cliff, whooping it up. I join him at his side, tossing boulders over. He stops. "No, Mr. Nothing, this game is called Drunken Boulder Toss. Every time you miss, you have to take a drink." "Miss what?" See that mountain? That's out target." I toss a boulder at a mountain peak which is about two miles away. I make it about 15 or 20 yards out from the cliff. Hercules laughs and pours wine out of a large barrel into a golden flask for me to drink. I drink deeply. It's amazing. Sweet, fruity, and delicious. Zeus joins us. He tosses a boulder. It goes sailing into the sky until it's out of sight. "You have missed, father!" Hercules laughs uproariously. Zeus joins in, and pours himself a drink. I pick up a boulder and toss it straight up. It lands on my head, bounces off, then rolls off the edge of the cliff. Hercules falls over laughing, and Zeus hands me another drink of godly wine. Pan walks over to us. He tosses a boulder to Hercules, who catches it. "I missed the mountain," he grins. And puts his face under the wine barrel spigot and pours it into his mouth he drinks the whole barrel. "Okay... beetchez... firszt, I'mz going to toss one of theses bitchees..." He picks up a boulder, and tosses it at the mountain. It sails through air, and hits it, making a huge cloud dust and a muffled boom. We all clap and laugh drunkenly. "Hmm... let me try! That wine works well." I pour an entire barrel into my mouth also. I pick up a boulder and lift it above my head, and accidentally toss it backwards. It lands behind me on a steep slope, and rolls down to me. I turn, and the boulder crashes right into me. I get stuck to it, and roll with it down the cliff. It feels like a fun ride. The boulder and I, roll to the bottom, then I fly up and rejoin the other gods on the plateau above. They are laughing uproariously. "Did I win?" They laugh harder. Zeus shouts, "NO!" with a thunder clap, and tosses a boulder at me, which I narrowly dodge.
+ fire in (my sister's room?) in childhood home starting under a bed. Some hot things had been leaning up against it, I try blowing out the initial flames but that doesn't work as they're too strong/big. I run for an extinguisher to the bathroom, but my best friend MR's father [deceased] comes running down the hall with MR and a bigger fire extinguisher and blasts the flames out with it. + DO view [high on the tail] riding on commercial jet airplane: the plane hugs the ground, following pipes and flying low dipping down into valleys to pull up only in the nick of time, it's quite a harrowing, roller-coaster-like ride. This is an unofficial flight? So the pilot must stay below radar detection altitude. Then we arrive at our destination and plop down on the water, the pilot announces that we have arrived into Iran and have landed near a crude oil processing facility. + (f) outside, windy, near airport, thinking about landing in this wind, view of wind-blown water, think I'm in Okinawa and all the trees provide a good windbreak for landing planes. + (f) some other dreams [with MR?]
Recall still very confused. As I am. I'm baby-sitting with a friend, the toldder we're keeping a eye on is weirdly smart for a two years old still in diaper. We're on the run in the contry, at night. We enter a house to rest and change the baby. My friend try to pick up a glass bowl and somethig jump in her eyes, making her scream and drop the bol, which shatter on the floor, sending glass shards everywhere. I have to calm her down while holding the toddler, who is perfectly calm and collected.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid I tried a new dream journal app on my phone and it turns out that it's a bastard because it only stores one dream entry per day. So I lost my other dreams and can't recall them either. I tried to SSILD last night but it was pretty ineffective as I just couldn't focus through the cycles, was still way too fatigued. Dream - Girlfriend and daughter I seem to be in my flat (this is pretty rare, I don't usually have dreams about my flat) and in my bed, just lying down with my laptop out messaging my girlfriend on skype. We send pictures and are just chilling out. She tells me that I should probably break up with her because another guy groped her against her will. I'm pretty shocked, but I tell her that I want to punch that guy and I wouldn't break up with her over that since she stopped him. The situation was that actually she had a sticker on her ass and she asked her friend to help get it off (it was a girl), and then the guy kind of swooped in on the situation. I told her not to let it happen again because it makes me worry when I'm so far away (we study at different universities). I also realize that as I typed it out to her, I actually sent it through text instead of skype. I had been a little disoriented by the whole 'break up with me' message I guess . I return to the skype conversation and see she has replied to my message, I tell her that I goofed up and sent the message before through text (not that it mattered). We continue talking I think, but I also think I start looking at old photos and videos of her. There were random pictures of her in a bikini, another where she had a real hairy stomach (this one I tried to ignore lol ). There were even some where she was posing on the bed . A video also started playing, it was one where I think I was videoing Arya playing with her mum and grandparents. They all charged at Arya and made a sort of dog pile and Arya loved it, she was giggling lots. Then I flick to another video where we're on a beach, my girlfriend looked really pretty. It seemed to be a grey day, and the wind was blowing a bit hard. We were climbing along the wave-cut platform of rocks, the video seemed to follow her (non-existent-in-real-life) cousin, I think she was 10ish?
A very vague night of dreams. Tried WBTB, faded in and out of a light sleep. Fragment Vague image of a X-Files episode set in Australia, in the dusty outback. Mulder by the back of an open trunk of a jeep? Dream 1 Rainy rivers form on the slanted hill of asphalt outside an industrial hall, the sun is rising behind the trees lower down, the sky is a purple-orange. I try to get a large stagnant puddle moving down the hill with my feet, kicking water to the left and then down the small trickle of a river. It's not very efficient. I think Batman comes up, am I working for him? A group of feral cats come up by the puddles, they are thin and weird looking like the Devon Rex breed. I look at one, a bit confused. At least I'm getting rid of the water, it won't bother these cats anymore. I'm walking down a narrow and dark shopping mall hallway, there is a restaurant to the right. A mother and daughter exit the place and pass right in front of me with trays of noodle soup. Looks good. I enter the well-lit central Metro station. It's like I'm back in high school, there are young kids around forming cliques. There are some mean girls sitting by a group of desks in front of a chalkboard right in the middle of the metro station. They are talking about a picture on the back page of a newspaper,it's a risque picture of one of the unpopular girls in white lingerie posing for an ad? as they laugh I'm acting indifferent and cool. I try to give the impression that I don't care for this kind of high school stuff, I walk away in a plaid shirt like the badass cool kid, feeling really tough.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1 It's daytime and I'm standing outside somewhere. In traffic I believe but close to an escalator. I call my old boss from the time I worked at Telfort. Not entirely sure what we talked about, but he's on his way. Somehow it feels like he's coming by motorcycle, which he doesn't have. I enter the Telfort shop and one of my old colleagues is standing there. We talk for a bit. I remember me mentioning Vodafone, a competitor. I am standing in my mom's kitchen, which is the backoffice for the Telfort shop. I'm with the earlier mentioned former colleague and someone else walks in. He started working there after I left, so he doesn't know me. We talk for a bit, but I feel some slight tension. Not too fond of the guy. Dream 2 I am watching what seems like a documentary, which happens in 'full view'. It looks like a high-school toilet area, with a tile floor. The camera is positioned low, so that I have a sideways view of two teenagers laying on the ground. Documentary style, their names and ages are shown with white letters. I forgot their names, but the guy was 17 and the girl 16. While you can't actually see any of the action, it becomes obvious that they are having sex, right there in the middle of the toilet area, not even in the stalls. I think it's slightly odd that this is being aired. Is this even legal? The guy asks for another drink and grabs a bottle with a dark fluid from the wall (as if there was a shelf there, except there wasn't). The girl becomes mad that he needs to be drunk for this and can't do without. It's now the hallway just outside the toilet area. The girl is claiming that she got assaulted by the guy, who is still in there. A teacher tries to get the guy to come out. He goes into the toilets but doesn't see anyone. I mention that the guy might be in one of the stalls, with his feet on the toilet so that you can't tell he's in there. We are in a large room with some office desks. We (= one other guy and I) are trying to identify who the guy in the toilets is. It feels as if we are cops now. We look at stuff on the computer, such as old records and what not, but come up empty. The one guy that looks like the guy in the stalls is an adult man around his 40's. In looks he reminds me slightly of Vincent van Gogh or Louis CK. To our right, just next to the desk is a group of presumably teenagers standing, whom are very interested in what we're doing. To the left the girl in question walks by. We ask her some questions to help us out. What she tells us doesn't add up. She gives us a description of the guy which includes something about his hair length, which is way off. I am now in cuffs. It's not certain yet that I've done something wrong, but just as a precaution. We seamlessly move from the office area to an outside area. It's already dark. The person that is handling me is Paul from Spin City. Can we at least put a jacket or something over me so that not everyone has to see that I'm cuffed? I start to think about how I would act if I was on the run from the police. How far would I come? Exactly that happens. I am running. I don't recall my hands still being tied. While running I think about how I would contact my mom. Obviously I'd throw my own phone and simcard away, or else the police would trace it. I could send a message from a new phone and simcard, but my mom's phone might be tapped. I would have to ask a stranger to use his... but then they would know that stranger's location and thus also that I'm in the vicinity. Apparently that vicinity is in the southern part of the Netherlands. Ok I got it: that stranger needs to text a friend in the northern part of the Netherlands to text my mom. That will throw the cops of my trail. I'm running across still standing traffic. I run in between two cars and perform an aerial [freerunning move] to get by them, though that wasn't really necessary. Sweet! I can do that. Never nailed an aerial before. I'm not sure what I did, but I end up running back to where I came from. I perform another aerial, but from a less optimal position. I land, but need to touch a car with my hand for a moment for balance. I think it might've been an orange car. I continue running and put my hand on the rearlight for a moment for an extra push. Dream 3 I meet up with my dreadlock artist from Indonesia. I think it might be a beach. Wow, his hair has become really long! How has it grown so much and has mine only grown a little bit? Then I notice that his dreads are thinner than they used to be and that halfway they have a different colour. Blond? He's using extensions! It feels weird that he of all people is using extensions, as if he is cheating. Still on the beach, I am with my first girlfriend and her parents. We're talking about ordering drinks. Dream 4 I'm talking to a freerunner I know, who is also a filmmaker. We are talking about healthy food and he tells me how difficult it is to find healthy food in Groningen. No it's not man, you just gotta stay away from the candy and all that stuff. While this conversation plays in my mind I see a totally different image. I see a trippy freerunning sequence for a videoclip. The image is turned 90° at one point. Dream 5 I'm supposed to use a syringe to draw some blood from myself. It's supposed to go into my belly, next to my belly button. I'm quite nervous about it. The only syringe I have left is one I already used once. That's not really hygienic is it... I decide to risk it. I start to look for a good spot on my belly. There are still some marks from the other syringes I used a while back. Don't wanna get too close to that. I start taking deep breaths, which causing my belly to also move in and out. This in turn causes me to accidentally insert the syringe already to the left side of my belly. I decide to roll with it and push it further in. Man this feels weird. It kinda hurts a bit. A few months ago I had to do this daily for 30 days, except I had to inject myself instead of drawing blood.
Updated 10-13-2015 at 08:08 AM by 71740 (Remembered another dream)
* I am in this parking lot with a group of people when I take off flying with a black cape showing off my skills to the public. A couple is right behind me flying showing me that they can also fly as well. I tell them that is awesome you can fly too. Then we start the fly over scenery which seem to be like city buildings with in a dark setting. The the guy flying with his chick losses the group with his girlfriend and she flies off in the distance. After this the guy turns into some sort of a demon and then tries to attack me. At some point with me in the couple flying earlier in the dream we discuss how awesome it is to fly within a lucid dream so I believe I had a brief moment of lucidity.
Fragment: opening a door of a flat looking out into a passgaeway, I remember that the brickwork was very ornate. I was in a large room. A very famous plastic surgeon was giving a talk at a podium in the middle of the room. I don't remember much of the talk, there was lots of movement around the room, I can't remember why. I wanted to go to theatre with the surgeon, he was explaining why only medical students could go with him at the moment but that he was going to make space for other doctors. Then the queen was going to have liposuction. I can't remember much about it. I'm not sure if it was the same dream but I also knew she was going to die in the next couple of days and was thinking about what was going to be on TV after her death. Then I was watching an Australian talking about the death of someone else who was supposed to be famous, but I had never head of them,and it was getting boring. He was stood outside a small building with TV cameras around him. I was in a small back garden my wife had sent me out and I was looking through a large rack of blankets for one particular one but it wasn't there. Suddenly there were about five fighter planes in the sky and I recognosed that they were new futuristic planes and I was really excited. I leant against the garden fence to watch but it almost gave way. The planes flew around making lots of noise. Then I realised that there was a large barn in the field behind and hundreds of people were coming out after the air display. I went back into the house which was a small flat, and lots of people came back with me. I saw an old friend and thought 'why didn't he let me know about the display? In the old days he would have asked me if I wanted to go with him.'
10.12.15 Sleep 2pm - 9:25pm before nightshift Had tons of dreams. After I woke up I put on Dark Matter that I have been watching last few days. A scene came on in which one guy was being stiched up by his enemy who just cut him in a swordfight. This reminded me of my dream, in which I was held by some people, most of them were females. Those were doing most of the things. It was long and detailed, but now all I remember is me sitting on a bed, dressed only in socks, asking them please don't make me do this. Then I'm laying down and that's all I remember.
Notes: - I don't know why, but I only remembered this dream (partially) a couple days afterwards. - It didn't make much sense in the dream. [Plot 1 begins]: So I'm in this alpine ski resort type place, and there's a train track and station there. Everyone that was with me (and more) have been herded over to this train station by metro-cops. We're all confused and scared, cold as well, and we're being forced through some sort of system... hard to explain. But we got in line, and went into these different "garages" for different people. I realize this doesn't make sense but that's how I felt in the dream. Afterwards, I chilled out in the garage area with some cool people, girls and guys my age. [The dream fragments]
Updated 10-13-2015 at 01:58 AM by 88754
I believe that I was at state discus because there were all these banners and everything around this massive room that I was in. Our group was put into some sort of room where it had a wall about 2.5 metres high but no roof. When we did discus we had to throw over that. Everyone did quite good throws until I came up 😔. I came up to the spot and I threw my first one over the wall, it hit a wall about 5 metres (not the one I had to throw over) from where I was standing and it bounced back to me over the 2.5 metre wall. I was like its okay, its my first throw. I then did my 2nd throw, it hit the same wall probably about about 10 metres away and did the same as the other come right back to me. I was feeling quite angry as my throws were failing and everyone was laughing at me. I then did my 3rd throw and it was perfect it was sailing through the room and I was like yes! I've won this and then... it hit a F***ing banner then bounced off another f***ing banner and it hit the 2.5 metre wall and made a crack in the wall. Everyone was dying of laughter and I was raging so hard and kicking all these coins on the ground that belonged to a coin collector and everyone started laughing harder. This lasted a good 5 minutes and then someone on the other side of the wall came up to me with a trophy saying they'll give it to me to present it to 2nd place!!! They then asked for my group and it said on my badge Group 4 - 10. This is all I remember.
first Yuschak Extended Play Trigger (8, 500, 300 elemental) (see previous DJ entry/entries for what I am doing here with pictures) 10/11/15 float up to investigate brightness in distance but two moons stacked vertically and colorful planet further to right and redish-purple instead. LD#2: all sexual 10/12/15 playing with fingers trippy DILD 10/10/15 sex with wife, visual off DILD #392-395
jet lag wearing off, starting to sleep normal nights. I had a lot more dreams than represented here but I'm focusing on lucidity at night, not long, detailed recall. + Tribes inventory station: jetting/running/skating to it, repairing it, and trying to use it but enemy arrives too early, dodge to avoid shots +(f) Staying still in a dark place trying to avoid detection from a huge (crocodile?) beast that is chasing us +(f, vague, impressions) interacting with people on pathways + (vivid, present) surprised: neighbor has constructed a BBQ gate blocking traffic to the cul-de-sac in the street outside family home partially blocking our driveway + (f) I'm trying to find the right couch in the right room so I can sit and watch TV. Trying to remember rooms and couch arrangements. Sit down finally, and I look back and see the doorknob of the front door bulge into the house and turn and my family is coming home I think. + walking through long corridors in public transport station (bus/airport?), realize my bag is gone, panic: has it been stolen or have I just forgotten it somewhere? Trying to remember and retrace my steps I'm standing in a crowd of people and someone's talking our picture. A woman is standing to my right and she is starting to press into me: her arm, her left breast. She's coming on to me. She tells me that I should call her. I ask how to find her number, she tells me to use the phone book and gives more data about how to get her number. + walking through crowd, angry at enemies, grab some people and snap their spines with my strength, one of them I just force to the ground, I'm concerned the crowd will gather against me. Stepping onto "subway" (open-air moving walkway at ground level), my wife calls me, as I'm heading into a tunnel soon, I say "QUICK! WHAT IS IT! 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 NOW!" (the people around me get startled as I say this, I think they think I'm counting down for a bomb). My wife then gets angry with me saying there's no reason she should have to hurry up about asking her question. I'm walking down a street with large mall area ahead of me, I see the entrance to another subway station there and head for it so I can get home. I encounter an open plaza with guitar players. The first one I see is squatting on a foot-wide railing of the central platform wearing white platform shoes? I think it's a female then I see a profile and notice a large belly and a scraggly beard. I look around the platform and there are two more guitar performers: they're all singing and playing the same piece. I see their finger moving: fast and accurate finger picking, and I admire the skill it takes to play like that and feel depressed that I'll probably never be that good on guitar.
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