Why is it that I keep having dreams about gymnastics? Anyhow, last night I dreamt that I was preparing for a gymnastics meet at my old school. I wasn't ready at all, and didn't know any of the skills or anything. I was wearing a pink sparkly leotard for it, and during the warm up I was asking all of my friends what I was supposed to do, but none of them would tell me anything. There's a lot more to it but I won't bore you with the details. During wbtb I was too lazy to actually get up. I dreamed that I was in Kohls in the shoe section dancing with some high schoolers. I woke up pretty quickly, and decided to induce another dream in Kohls. It worked! I'm still not completly sure if this is a real LD, so I'll just tell y'all what happened. I was still in the shoe section, and back near the wall there was a bag of Swedish fish. One of my friends was there and dared me to eat some. I did, thinking, 'well it's only a dream, it can't be that bad.' Then there was a whole crowd of people cheering for me and throwing me in the air. It was weird.
Edward came to visit us in mammoth, but I remember him seeming really off, and a bit awkward, like there was tension between us, but I'm not sure why.
I was sitting at a table talking to someone about a dentist named Chad.
I was in Santa Barbara for the first part of the dream. All of my old Santa Barbara friends were there: Gio, Colette, John, and probably other people that I can't remember. I was there for Gio's birthday party, and we were all just hanging out and talking. At some point, Gio tells me that he has some kind of death robot. I pictured this robot to be about the size of a Roomba. Apparently, it was just a regular robot that blasts a heat wave into your face to warm you up, but this one was malfunctioning and wouldn't stop blasting the heat wave until you died. No one seemed scared of it though. Thinking about it now, it seems like it might've been one of the robots from Fallout 4, that holds people down and blasts their face with a laser. At one point I remember hanging out with John, and I was sitting on his bed just talking to him and catching up, since it had been more than 5 years since I last saw him. I'm pretty sure at one point I was also watching a movie with all of them. For the second part of the dream, I was at the Seattle gang's apartment, and we were all just hanging out. I remember Ena, Mike, and Ishani being there for sure, but I'm not sure about the rest. We were all just hanging out and catching up. The apartment was really big, with a nice living room with natural light coming in. It was sunny and beautiful.
30.12.2015I'm About To Die (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside of a house with someone that looks oddly familiar, and it made me slightly melancholic over who it was, and what would happen later on. The atmospheric overlay of the dream was this blurry yellow that varied depending on the context of the dream, but things were still pretty realistic. We’re navigating through a house, and we’re following someone who seems to want to sell it to us, or at least look around as prospective clients. I believe the person I’m with is wearing a yellow jacket with a dark orange shirt underneath, and some basic, blue skinny jeans. Her hair is tied up, and she seems to be fairly casual in her movements. We’re at the backyard of the house, and I noticed there’s a map in front of us. It’s placed on top of this white stoned stand that’s maybe 3-4 feet tall. The color of the fences are brown, and there’s a few accessories outside, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them. I get closer to the map, and started to look at it, and it zooms in to where it’s covering my perspective in the dream. I can see all sorts of things from the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and just how spacious this house seems to potentially be for two people wanting to buy it. I started to get weird sensations in my dream body that something ominous will happen. We decided to go inside quickly by opening the glass patio door with a black handle, and we’re finally inside one of the rooms that seems like a conduit to other sections of the house. The carpet seems to be this milky white color that’s saturated with the yellow/orange lighting of the house. Naturally, one of us closes the patio door, and noticed one of the doors in front of us is moving sporadically near the golden-brown doorknob. She’s trying to reach out for the door to open it, but is hesitant, but gets tempted the more we have to wait. I’m standing still with my arms around my head looking at her, but not saying anything to her in fear that whoever is on the other side might hear us. The tension augments, and her hand gets close and closer, but she keeps retracting. I hear doorbell ringing for a few times, but didn’t trust that this encounter would be friendly whatsoever. The girl unfortunately succumbs to opening the door, and out comes an entity wearing a yellow hoodie, and a Scream mask, and was at least 6’ to 6’ 5’’ tall. I see their wielding something, and looks like it could be a long gun, shotgun, or even just a metal bat, but whatever the case, I started to panic. They look at the girl first, but I didn’t hear any gunshots, but I wasn’t able to even concentrate on her existence at all. I was more concerned over mine, and even though it was a dream, I could get over predispositions to want to assume a fetal position, and a state of helplessness. I just wanted to wake up, and even told the entity to just go ahead and do it. They’re looking down on me, but there isn’t an immediate reaction to shoot, or whatever mode of action of injuring me. I just wanted to wake up… Not in fear over what would happen, no, I'm not going to die in a dream. But more so of what happened to her, even if it may have been a symbolic representation of something else. Whatever it is, it's not good, and is probably something for me to be cautious for. _________________________ 30.12.2015Running Away & The $120 Billion Dachshund (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream is convoluted in some circumstances, and this impression could be that I was shifting my perspective to other people, or something. I’m inside this grandiose educational facility that was revealed to be a rich, High School facility of some sort. The first experience that comes to me is being inside of a dark room, but being able to see the auditorium on front of me through an open wall slit that’s about two feet in length, and 5-7 feet wide. I noticed that this area is probably the room for containing some of the musical instruments, and other accessories. I see that there’s some kind of function going on, but it doesn’t involve a lot of people. There’s maybe 25-40 people taking a quick glance, and I noticed that I could be on show in front of these people. I can hear muffled sounds for a bit, and then it became a little clearer. The person outside of me would eventually have a Bill Nye type of visage, but there were several nuances later on that would make me think otherwise. I feel that I need to escape this area, even though things seem peaceful at first. I just get a weird vibe that I should just get out of this place, but in a casual manner to prevent suspicions. But, I go ahead and make a dash out of the room, and went to the left side of the auditorium to catapult myself upwards on the black set of stairs that stretch at least 50-60 feet diagonally. For some reason, I noticed one person sitting down casually with their arms pressed against the side of their stomach, and their hands coming together to clasp each other. He was Hispanic, bald, and had a thin goatee. He’s wearing a red worker shirt, and some black pants, and as I’m continuing to dash, he glances at me for a second in shock. The audience seems to have their attention towards me now, but I didn’t care. I finally reach the top of a semi-dark room with a dim, white/yellow lighting on the top right side of me. As I’m preparing to plan my course of action, I figure that going straight down to the right was practical. At the onset of this, I hear someone telling me, “Brandon, I have pictures from your profile/phone…” I stop for a moment with eyes wide open, and started to question if there was any inappropriate content, but I reconciled with myself once more that it’s nothing to worry about indirectly due to it being a dream. I shifted back to being apathetic once more, but took a quick glance over to see the visage that matched the voice that declared this to me. It was a slightly obese, Hispanic female that I work with at the time with long, black curly hair. She’s wearing her worker uniform, and I’ll just nickname her MT for now. MT thinks said profession would have me tempted to give up, and she tries to look over when she’s like 150-200 feet away from me. I continue moving forward, and notice more random dream characters show up, and all of them have realistic visages, and a believable existence so clear and crisp. I could see the detail of their shirts, the sub-surface scattering from where the white/orange lighting is the conduit in emitting it on their body. For some reason, I think there was a rendezvous point to meet someone, but for most of the dream, it was me running for my own sake. I noticed other people were following me, but they weren’t after me, presumably. I continue running in varying degrees, and moving around in directions I can’t really have a mental map over. The first exit outside I see is to my right, and outside is just absolutely beautiful in spite of the bland setting the moment I step out. For the first few 20 feet or so, there’s gray concrete along with some gray walls with no stylization to them; just a pasty looking appearance. There are a few fancy umbrellas in the middle of some tables with metal chairs stacked around them that were black barred, or had a gray metallic composition with some strong fabric for the seating and back rest. I’m running, and aiming to go up, or down the stairs in this fairly long area of the environment. It leads to other areas inside, as if rooms were built underneath the natural landscape of the region that’s presumed to be a fall overtone. At some point in the dream, I noticed there’s this girl that’s oddly familiar, and we’ll just nickname her AriW for now. AriW has her short hairstyle that seems to garner a lot of men her way to compliment, but this is just a characterization of her. She’s wearing this dark, golden leather jacket with this shirt that is a mix of red, orange, and black, and she’s wearing either light blue skinny jeans, or black ones. She’s following me, and I felt a natural ease around her, but as I’m trying to escape, I noticed that she’s catapulting herself to latch onto my back. She starts to get obsessive towards me, and I can’t make out what she’s telling me. I just hear her giggles, and she had a strong resistance to hold me back. I’m struggling to get her off of me, even though it wouldn’t have been difficult to continue running. Her bonding with me seemed way too strong, and it was an unsolicited one. I was going off of predisposition to deter away from her in spite of her attractive visage in waking life. Unfortunately, in order to get her off my back, literally, I had to twist around, or something, and use my arms to grab some portion of her body, and throw her on the ground. She still maintains that fucking disturbing visage that I just can’t get out of my mind even after what I did to her; just an entity with no soul inside of her; like all she could do was have her eyes open, and the smile implanted into her visage. The creepiness lingered on for a few seconds, and I reign in my sense of self, and managed to get out of this area. I noticed that I’m wearing a black shirt, and basic blue jeans at the moment, but the style may have fluctuated throughout the dream. Now that this part was accomplish, the next event involves me looking inside that same auditorium, and this time, I think I’m in a spectate point of view where I don’t pay too much attention on whether or not I’m in my dream body. There’s this Plexiglas that’s rectangular, and is around 10 feet tall, and 15-20 feet wide. There’s someone inside that’s being treated like this circus freak for some reason. Things become equivocal in the dream in relation to the context of what’s going on. There’s this bald man that’s wearing this fancy gray dress jacket and pants, and a red dress shirt with a white collar of some sort, and a jet black with a mélange of blue tie. He has this position where he is upright, and is blabbering on about the subject inside the Plexiglas container. The person inside seems to be a dimwit; completely devoid of any cognitive ability that indicates that he has some kind of awareness over what’s going on. All he’s staring at is this thin bordered green rectangle in front of him that’s probably 12 inches tall, and 15 inches wide. There’s a holographic vibe to it, and the more he presses it, it emits this voom, woom sound that’s pulsating. He seems to enjoy doing this, and how he gets out is very contrived. The man that was outside somehow got his way into the Plexiglas container, and was probably going to do some maintenance for either the person, or the container itself. There’s this piece of paper that has this small cut at the edge, and there’s random black font around it. There’s a green strip at the opposite edge of it, and for some reason, I think putting the piece of paper near the green rectangle can activate something. And I don’t know who’s doing it, but it’s being done, and there’s a gap that’s being opened up to where the seemingly incompetent dimwit is holding it, and maintains a position where his hands are holding both sides of the paper, and he bends his knees to where he dolphin dives his way out of the container. He somehow runs and escapes, and everyone starts to panic a bit, but he’s no threat. The man that was inside quickly came outside to profess a manhunt for this individual. And he brings out some documentation, or check, and he professes that this “dog” is actually worth $120 billion dollars. I zoom in on the check/documentation, and it’s at least $120,607,XXX,XXX. It looks like a cashier’s check now that I think about it more, and the guy is offering $50 billion dollars that would be divided in 2 if anyone can capture this individual. I decided to dissipate from the environment, and felt there wasn’t much meaning to it at all. _________________________ 30.12.2015Tutorial/Model Melanged Together (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m looking at a tutorial I made in real life, and navigated through the video only to realize I’m also capable of rotating the model at will. Woah. _________________________ 30.12.2015Wearing Underwear At The Shrimp Store (DILD)NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So, I and a few people have intentions to go out somewhere, specifically the shrimp store for something. I had a feeling it would be a section from a larger retail store similar to one I work at. It was nighttime in the dream, and things felt pretty realistic, but I had some assurance that it’s merely a dream. I noticed that I was paying attention to my body more without even looking at it; there was just these feelings coming out for me to pay attention to my body, but I shrugging it off. We end up going inside the large grocery retail store, and proceeded to go to the shrimp store, presumably. We had to sit around for a bit, and the people I was with were probably gone. I noticed that as I’m lurking around the area randomly, there’s this guy that looks like one of my previous boss’s boss at another store that I’ll nickname Veg for now. He’s wearing a light blue dress shirt, and has the same bald spot as ever, and is looking at me funny like I’m doing something funny. He picks up his phone, which prompts me to want to pick up mine, and I noticed that he’s trying to call me, but there’s some difficulty. So I get close to him, and tried to structure a query of what he felt was peculiar about me. He was on his laptop going through YouTube videos of Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds parodies, and had a playlist of “Things to say to Yu-Gi-Oh! Card traders” or something like that. I see an image of Yusei Fudo in one of the thumbnails with his face at an angle towards the bottom left corner of the screen, and with the movement of his visage, it’s like he’s moving fast, or something with huge eyes trying to drawing a card for exaggerated theatrics. Then, something came over me, and I realized that I was only wearing underwear, and maybe some long boots. I felt awkward, but the dream characters didn’t mind. I believe I called someone to tell them that I’ll be going inside the car for the time being until they’re done, which they didn’t mind. _________________________ 30.12.2015Too Early For Work (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So, I’m inside a store again, and this feels like a continuation of the previous dream. It’s morning time, and I feel that I need to arrive to work around 11:15AM or so. I start doing things around the store, but nothing related to working at all. I’m walking around with a blue shirt, and brown pants, and I noticed a co-worker, that I’ll nickname ShaP, who tells me that they’re a little t Naturally, I look down, and they’re kind of saggy, and don’t really feel tight at all. She starts professing other stuff in this trailing voice as if she’s really into me. I shrug this off, and get pissed off at her apprehension for personal reasons that I rather not talk about. I move on, and turn around to get away from her. Then, I realized that I work at 12PM instead, and quickly ran to the nearest person that could be in a similar position as I am. I see it’s the short girl that should be a cashier in waking life, and she’s holding the iPhone with the scheduling for co-workers. I try to tell her about this, and she seems pre-occupied with things, or maybe is flustered with people coming towards her for help, and other inquiries. I try to tell her several times again, but gave up, and presumed she got it. I go outside while feeling ShaP is still glancing over me, which is really different than the other dream above this one where I thought we were going to die. Ugh. So, I go outside to my car, and decided to start it while thinking of where I could go for the time being.
Updated 12-30-2015 at 05:49 PM by 47756
I slept at 1 AM, and did a WBTB at 5:30, this time with no alarm but naturally. At the moment i was falling asleep i thought i was already asleep, that i was dreaming so i did a reality check and it didn't work, i was just awake and aware but it felt like i was in a dream, i was about to fall asleep. I kept a journal by my side but i wrote some dream fragments, not complete dreams, so i will try to post them as full as i remember them: In my first dream i accorded with my ex-uncle to eat an Asado (a thing which i don't do anymore). He was going to come home but i don't know why like 10 minutes before he came i went out the street to go around in my bike. It results im in front of his house and his door was open, so i honked and he came outside. He told me he was coming. So i went again to my house which probably was 5 blocks away. Then i find myself in the night at my mother's house. I was alone at first, but then my mother appeared. She went to talk to a neighbour of the house of the corner to ask if the house nearby was her house, because my mother didn't recognize it. It was probably like 5 years since she's been there. I didn't wait the reply and i entered the house. The house was located on Cabrera and Paunero of Rio Cuarto, Cordoba but i think it was more north east than that. Anyways i enter and i saw one room with the door open, and a bathroom. To my right i saw another door, and i tried to open it with a key but it looked like a wall, so i couldn't open it. I met 2 girls that were living in the other room, so i thought that actually the house wasn't ours alone, or perhaps that other room was big enough as a house. Then i wrote some non-sense, probably hallucinating between being asleep and awake. Subjects were Argentinean economy and Game of Thrones. Then i had a short dream. I was in a bus with a professor called Girafale, and i was with a notebook or something similar renting pieces of land to dump garbage. There was a lot of garbage in the city and citizens couldn't throw everything away in their space, they would have to wait for the next day's service, but i had like 5 pieces of land where i didn't have any garbage, so i rented those spaces so those citizens could throw away their garbage. I actually was making good profits out of this. Then i wrote some other nonsense. And my last dream was about 10 AM. I dreamt i was learning how to play the song "I used to love her" again on guitar, so i went inside the house. I saw that my family was leaving somewhere for the night. There was a houselady that was cleaning the plant pots. I saw my younger sister getting prepared and she rode a bicycle to the taxi, a purple one. Then all left and i was standing in the backyard alone with the plant pot with earth. So i think i planted something in there. Not weed, but some other cool stuff, probably Coleus Blumei. Then i got up.
Well! Since I've last updated my DJ, I've only had one lucid dream. It was during a nap, which occurred after a night of only 4 hours of sleep. It was a few weeks ago. The nap wasn't long at all - maybe 25 minutes - but apparently it was still sufficient for my body to go into REM sleep. I don't remember much about it now, due to poor note-taking on my part (hence why I've resolved to get better! see below). But what I do remember is this: Some other people and I were going to go into the "belly of the beast". We went inside the stomach of this monster. Inside, there was a whole world. Aside from a short period of time, it didn't really feel like we were inside of something. There was a ghost inside one of the chambers. It was green and vaguely hominid, but cartoony. I remember it singing in a haunting voice. It came closer to me and grabbed me, but oddly enough I wasn't afraid. Just entranced. It started dancing with me, swirling me around this chamber inside of a beast, and I remember thinking there was something very beautiful about that. Apparently my heart was racing too quickly out of exhilaration, because I woke up after that. My body was still in sleep paralysis when I woke up, so I kept it there, not moving at all. I tried to go back to sleep, but despite being able to stay paralyzed I wasn't able to get to sleep again. Then I had to wake up and take a final. D: ________ Now I have resolved to get better. I've bought a new dream journal for my bedside - a 90 page spiral notebook. I had a mini composition book, and that was too small for me to record everything without having to turn pages in a sleepy fog. It didn't go over well. This one, though, is a lot nicer, and it has anchors on the front of it, so I can prepare to sail on the sea of dreams. Last night's dreams are as follows. Unfortunately, they were all mild to moderate nightmares of some sort. -_- And they weren't lucid. On the bright side, I woke up after each and was able to record them! 1. I was with my dad at an airport (possibly - it was some sort of public transportation, most likely an airport). He was in a rush and getting angry at me for getting too slow. Then, I was with this other girl. (Never seen her before in real life) She was in a rush, too. I knew that she would also get angry if I was late. But I kept forgetting and dropping stuff. At one point, I lost a suitcase completely. She was getting angrier by the minute. There simply wasn't enough time for me to keep up with her. 2. I was living in this house/shack. There were a few people living there, supposedly the same religious faith as me, who were doing drugs in the house. (Drugs aren't exactly okay for my church!) One of them was a man. I don't remember who the others were. They spoke of a red-eyed ghost cat who lived in the basement of the house, but I didn't believe them until I went downstairs. And there it was, staring directly at me. Looked kind of like Bunnicula in cat form. I freaked out, hardcore. (This is funny because I actually love cats in the waking world. Just apparently not ghost ones.) Aaaand then I woke up. 3. I was inside of this large, white, tower-like structure. A green forest surrounded me. I was trying to get away from a group of "bad guys", as my sleep-fogged notes say. I am not sure why they were bad or what they were trying to do. It was very difficult, nearly impossible, to evade them. I somehow managed to lose my (left?) shoe and my insole to that shoe. It floated up into the air and I couldn't get it. My younger sister, standing on a platform a short ways above me, caught it and gave it back to me. A few more things happened (mainly being chased) that are too fuzzy right now for me to recall. Then, someone made a joke about God and Adam (or some ancient prophet? idk) being converted to the gospel. That someone looked a lot like this guy Zach from back in high school (on my sports team). I don't remember exactly when, but I believe that I woke up sometime during a chase scene. And that's it. ____ As an aside, I really hope this next semester doesn't kill me. -_- Last semester was exhausting and I didn't get enough sleep. This coming semester I'm only taking 12 credits, but I'm trying to apply for a major that only accepts 40-45% of its applicants, and I've got a lot of work to do in order to get my portfolio to an acceptable level. We will see what happens. To anyone who may have actually managed to read this entire thing: Hope you have a wonderful day.
I was walking around and I ran into a familiar place ( the dream morphed it a bit) it was st t's bathroom and I was waiting for them or somthing when I saw a light on inside and peeked in to try and get a better view of what was going on inside the tiny room (it was actually the cleaning room) anyway who ever was in there disappeared when I opened the door I went to explore and found out how they did it I then found Simon to show him when someone elese was at the door waiting to use it. and the same thing I did to the first people they did to us but there was a long way around and a short way I was gonna go the long way but Simon insisted on the short way so I came back to him and we went thru and then started rolling behind furniture and stuff it was cool
FINALLY A LUCID DREAM Okay, so. I was at this weird building, planning a rebellion of some kind. Which sounds weird, but I love stories of rebellions against an oppressive system, so I read books about it a lot and, as a result, dream about this a bit often. Anyway, it was an empty building, no windows, no furniture. It wasn't complete, as if the construction crew just left one day and never came back. We could see outside and there was a strong storm going on. We were arguing over... something. To be honest, I wasn't too involved in the planning. I was definitely me, it wasn't a 3rd person POV kinda dream, but I was basically watching my DCs argue. Then the storm got more violent and our roof was gone. That's when I took charge. There was another building connected to ours, so I shoved people at the stairs and kept telling them to GO GO GO NOOOOWWW and some of them went without a second thought. A few others went, but stopped and said "what about you?" and I was actually quite calm. I dream a lot of tornadoes and tsunamis, and they never hurt me. I told them I'd be fine. So they all went to the other building, I followed them. Somehow, the building kinda... broke and went down. We all survived, though, cause dream logic. However, the ground was completely flooded. The streets were like rivers, but we found a place above the water. We gathered and were discussing where we should go, and that's when we heard the shouting. I looked around me and saw that one of the "rivers" had hundreds of people being dragged and drowning. I told the people I was with that I had to do something about it. They tried to stop me, but I jumped into the water. Right when a huge wave was coming. I was underwater and I held my breath, but I couldn't reach the surface. I couldn't hold my breath anymore, so I gave up. I decided it'd be better if I just took a deep breath of water and died fast. And that's when nothing happened. I took a breath and there was no water in my lungs. I could breathe just fine. I laughed cause I realised I had been dreaming the whole time. Considering nothing was real, I got myself to the surface in no time. I could feel that I was about to wake up, so I knew I had to get the TOTM done. I looked around and everything was already destroyed by the strong winds and the water. This actually got me sad, since the point of destroying the world is causing all that chaos yourself. Still, I figured I could explode the whole planet, which could be fun enough. I focused on a huge bomb coming down from the sky. There was a flash of light in the horizon. And everything blew up. And I woke up.
D1 - Again an array of spherical objects appearing in my dream, each one a unique combination to be manipulated and changed to try and create the best possible combination. Now being used for something else. I have to perform sex in some specific position, I guess fits previous theme. [Maybe to do with chakra alignment or something, idk, or unlocking something hidden] D2 - Was in school then escape to a very muddy and grassy area where kids are in groups, some on high mounds some lower down. We are escaping/being chased. We warn others of oncoming zombie apocalypse and plan out where its best to seek shelter/acquire food and weapons. Then I decide that maybe I don't really need to do that, I could just be friendly. Dream abruptly is kind of short circuited and stops.
My dream was too much moving so it was a bit difficult to describe, a picture is more easy
Updated 12-30-2015 at 10:29 AM by 80487
Old Friend and Bruce Lee It's nighttime in a shadowy and sparsely-lit apartment. I see an old Australian friend, didn't she move? I ask her this and she says she moved back since she missed everything too much. I tell her I'm glad she is back and that I always liked talking to her in a rare moment of candidness. She asks if I'd want some weed and I'm hesitant, not really wanting to say no as to not hurt her feelings but not really feeling it at all. She comes from the kitchen with some green spacecakes and I eat one of the small ones she brought, it should be relaxing. I sit and wait for it to take effect. I feel relaxed and light, anxiety and tension melt away. I don't feel woozy at all. I begin to walk around. I see a wooden part of the house appear, it has a hall on the second floor to the right. It is lit with candles and has a spiritual feeling to it. We see Bruce Lee appear and he begins to do some martial arts moves. He is doing them really fast and furiously, his manager or his mom tells him to take it easy so he doesn't hurt himself. Despite her warning, he keeps on doing roundhouse kicks in the air, jumping onto a piano. On the second floor I look down at the floor below and feel relaxed, almost a spiritual calm comes over me. An old master is in the other room behind me, working on something. U2 in Concert and some Tortilla Chips? The sky is a light blue like an early Spring morning. I enter a small concert hall, the size of a large classroom. U2 has just finished a concert and the crowd is going crazy. They play a final encore song, it's one of their greatest hits. I'm glad I had a chance to listen to at least one song of the concert. The song is weird in the sense that it sounds normal but everyone in the band is playing the drums. Weird how they got all the parts of the song to sound right only using drums. After the song ends Bono asks The Edge to find a woman who fell with her roller during the concert so she can come backstage and meet the band. Bono asks this very politely and the I think it's a sweet gesture. I'm in my grandparent's old house. in the living room, daytime but the curtain is drawn like usual and give the room a grey and dreary light. I see a bunch of barbecue-flavored tortilla chips. They are sticky and brown with a flavoring sauce. I eat them all up, I'm very hungry. My clothes are all over the floor, I try to gather them up and to separate the dirty ones from the clean ones. They are all over the place and it's hard to get them together. My mom comes over and she is going to give me a ride to my friends place. She is being very loud and obnoxious as I try to gather my clothes together, intentionally trying to embarrass me in front of people in the room. I feel angry and aggravated, in frustration I bite my arm. There is no pain. In the blue morning daylight I head to my friends old place. Cousin in College? I see a very stereotypical picture of my cousin in a college shirt smiling widely. It looks very 90's. A man talks about how she is his girlfriend. I keep staring at the weird picture.
I had more than two dreams but two are how many I was able to remember after I got up. First I was camping on the beach with a group of people. Everyone's camping spot was a hole dug into a sand dune. Everyone picked their own sand dune and dug their own hole in it. We were camping quite close to the ocean. It was night time. I went to dig my hole, but the camp leader said I was too far out; I needed to move closer to the others because in front of that area, in the water, are lots of clams, and the water is full of minerals. I walked out into the water a little way to see if I could find any clams but I didn't see any. Near the camping area was a hotel that I would walk to because it had a better bathroom than the campsite, which only had an outhouse. Then later, in a fragment connected to this dream, near the hotel I saw someone running and thought it was on a long hiking trail, but it turned out just to be a very short loop, like only a quarter of a mile or less, that the man was running around. Next I was in a classroom and the professor gave us an assignment that involved going to the bowling alley, picking groups, and then bowling, and then writing about it. I arrived at the bowling alley and still hadn't picked a group yet because I didn't want to. A group of about three girls walking in front of me into the bowling alley all had the exact same shade of pink nail polish I had (I wasn't wearing pink nail polish IRL); I noticed because the door was heavy and we had to all hold the door open to get through. I got in line behind the girls at the counter where you could purchase snacks and bowling games. I got two chocolate chip cookies. I tried to find an empty bowling lane that I could go to by myself so I wouldn't have to pick a group but all the lanes were filled so I sat down near two girls, and a guy sitting off to the side, and thought I would ask them to be in my group when I got around to it. I sat at a table and ate half of my chocolate chip cookie before I got full and decided to share the rest with the two girls and the guy and to persuade them to be in my group. I went to the restroom which was cool and had a cool sink, cool green soap, and a hand dryer that looked like a hair dryer. I bought four games of bowling for $4 and asked my group members what kind of music they liked because the bowling games came with different musical soundtracks that played while you bowled. Then we were all sitting at tables doing our writing assignments. When I handed mine to the professor he frowned and said "What's this?" I had drawn arrows into the margins where I had written commentary and notes on my writing assignment so I told him it was commentary and notes. He said that isn't part of the assignment and he wrote something on my paper in pink pen that said that I had permission to turn in the paper one day late without points being taken away. So I took the paper back and started erasing the commentary and notes.
((So wow! I had a random lucid when I when I took a nap today... but I didn't write it down, or remember it when I woke up because I hadn't been practicing my dream re-call. So unfortunately, it's a short few fragments. But, they are clear fragments, and they feel like they could connect to full on dream memory if I keep pushing them)) I was in my neighborhood. Everything looked so clear and real, as if I was in the waking life. I knew I was dreaming, and I saw I was on a metal platform that was floating in my driveway. No idea how I got there, no idea how I got lucid, no idea what the hell was happening in my dream, I didn't care. In my backyard, were a bunch of strange looking creatures, like combinations of animals. One was a crocodile mixed with a bunny/cat (basically, it had a crocodile head.) I tried to fly, and succeed, I flew up a little bit then gently floated down again. I got super excited about this, and my heart rate went up, and I felt the dream destabilizing. I picked up that crocodile thing I mentioned early, and started cuddling and perpetuating it, which calmed me down and stabilized my dream greatly. After that I was doing lot's of experiments, before I was too, but I only remember these two parts of the dreams. Also, a winter cliff for some reason. ((That's all I got. Technically speaking, it was a semi-lucid, but I was lucid enough to consider it 'full' lucidity, like in-between. I know it was a long Lucid dream two, because I feel it, like the whole thing is in my head but I just need to crack it. If I do, I will come back here and put the rest in a seperete journal. I feel my body and brain to go back to sleep, as if I can get it back if I try a re-entry, so I'm going to try that. Peace out everyone.))
A lucid occurred. A DILD. It was short however, and I was not able to do my abilities well like before. I know its because I have been messing up my consistent sleep schedule as of late and making lucid dreaming a abstract importance. However now, since, I have been taking DILD, Meditation, and SAT (Puffy's technique) seriously, I have been lucid dreaming at least twice a week, and keeping a clear mind to be able to do so. I realized though, after this last lucid, that I need to be able to familiarize myself with my dreams to make it much more vivid. My first Lucid was life-like and I couldn't tell reality from dreaming that day and I want to recreate that clarity. So I am now taking it as of much importance and it's been making feel great and light. I'll stop rambling and tell you the dream I woke up in my bed and lunged up, I knew I was lucid and confirmed it via nose plug. It was sort of hard to walk around at first but eventually I was able to. I changed clothes by mental capacity and looked at my feet. I realized at that moment I am in a ninja outfit. I leaped out the window in the night and began walking around. People were not noticing me since I was jet black. I was very stable and just spent the dream walking around noticing the world around me was a suburban neighborhood but different. I noticed it was more alien like with the glowing blue balls of light floating around and the bio luminescent plants scattered about. I then thought of sprinting quickly, so I did and with the velocity of the speed, my vision slowly faded, and I caught the transition of dream to awakening. I felt my body laying down and slowly linking to waking up and felt my eyes opening. So I could have done a DEILD if I knew instinctively to do that but....yeah.
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