I was going to look for Eye but changed my goal to looking for Kiro since i thought it might be easier. I woke up in my old room and Santa Claus was next to me. I left him and went to look for Kiro but found some of my family members listening to old music in a room instead. I asked if someone could call Kiro for me and a lady suggested that I play a music that might signal him to come here. I put the music inside the CD machine and heard a lady singing. It was nice but it felt like i was wasting my time so i turned it off. I Kept telling someone else to bring Kiro and they told me to wait in the corner. So i did. The person i told was cleaning the room than lay on the ground to reach under a wall to get something. The dream than shifted and i was now in a daycare room filled with kids. Many of them were misbehaving so I and the others there did our best to calm them down. But it did not work until our boss came in. She was walking fine but than i noticed her face was really pale and a different color. Than suddenly she collapsed. I and another lady rushed to help her and someone else went to call 911. I quickly fanned her hoping she would wake up. But it did not wake her up. I got up after that for some reason i don't recall than turned back and noticed she was gone.I thought someone must have taken her somewhere else when i wasn't looking than went to go look for my fish sandwich lunch that i put away. I found a lady who i'm familiar with at my workplace and she said that the doctors determined that the real reason she collapsed wasn't because she was sick with the flu. She had cancer.It made me sort of anxious to hear her say that so i left to go look for my lunch and cup of coffee but somehow ended up on a street near a airport. I flew up than back hoping i wouldn't get hit than landed on the ground. But as i was walking the dream shifted and i was now viewing a group of cartoon looking reapers. They didn't have their weapons with them though and they were speaking in Japanese. They looked harmless and it seemed like they were getting ready to take the school bus to go on a trip or something like that.
Updated 03-01-2015 at 07:14 PM by 67570
02/28/15 Good morning for DEILDs. I was getting lucid alot and my snooze sections were all lucid. I had one weird one. I thought it was a dare on DV to make some kind of bizarre food combo and report what it tasted like. I put milk and sugar and crackers and bacon and olives in a mini blender and mixed it up. It looked like bad milk with floaties. I smelled it but did not smell anything more than a vague milk smell. I tasted it and it just tasted like bad city water mixed with skim milk.
-In my bathroom and my friend is also there (don't ask why). -We started fighting for some reason. -I was swinging really slow so i thought "this must be a dream" -Looked at my hands, had 6 fingers. -found my dad who was in his room, told him we were dreaming (don't remember his reply) -tried to fly (or levitate?) in my house and couldn't. -Opened the window to try and fly out but I got scared to -looked at my hands again now they were really disformed but this made me happy. -Couldn't think of anything to do so I went to my sisters room and told her we were dreaming. -Looked at my hands again and woke up -What a waste...
-Knock on door -look through peep hole (its really low for some reason, like knee level) -see its my cousin and we greet each other -we spent the rest of the dream just shuffling and looking through stuff under my brothers and my bed.
-Large locker room/shower -on my friends phone that has this "cancer" app that can see where in your body there is cancer with like a thermal camera or something. -I guess he didn't know i was using his phone because he came up to me later and asked if I wanted to try his app.
Me and my friend were driving our bikes fast on the freeway, when I realize that there was a rope which was trap in my front wheel. I told to my friend to continue without me, whereas me, I'm going to get a scissor to cut the rope. I turned around and rush with my bike like crazy. There wasn't a lot of vehicle on the freeway. I left the road and went in the forest, when I'm stop by some guys(they didn't look like European people), they were speaking creole with me. I try to tell them if they have a scissor. I was scare that they tell me to get off my bike. One of them went to get the scissor and gave me, I cut off the rope. Now the rope was cut, how will I get out of here and my friend must said why am I taking so much time. I try to turn around slowly, once I was in the good position, I turn on the engine and rush like a flash, I was feeling free, I turned back to watch them and shouted loud so that they could hear me: ''F.... You M.....F....ker'', but another group of creole stop me.......
Updated 03-01-2015 at 01:45 PM by 80487
…and that’s very appropriate as it turns out. Despite some reservations about this site it’s never out of my mind and I always feel drawn back to it. This is not a good time for me and lucidity. We’re due to move some time this year, I’m working at getting our property to its best state for maximum equity and I’ve still got health problems. It’s difficult to become LD with breathing problems, headaches and the other distractions so I’m merely ticking over at present. I do hardly any preparation, no long walks and precious little awareness. I’ve only had 2 LDs since I left but that’s OK because I’m still ticking over with dream recall…I’m not going forward but I’m in a holding pattern. …and that should change this year. Hopefully a new coastal home, an operation due shortly and no more work, work, work. But I have ambitions beyond lucidity now…my dream interest led to melatonin and that led to the pineal gland, DMT, Rick Strassman and reincarnation. It all chimes so much with me. I’ve always been looking for answers…the main dream signs for me are looking, seeking, where am I ? what am I doing? Religions aren’t for me…I find them too tribal, too caught up in dogma and ceremony. But Buddhism has always intrigued me. Most of Strassman’s theories are still unproven but there’s enough in it to draw me in that direction. My own dream experiences tell me that, beyond the “adventure” side of dreaming, awareness is everything. Without that (unless you’re one of the few lucky SOBs with natural chemical advantages) we aren’t really going that far. Without awareness, we could be riding an elephant down a High Street full of pixies and aliens and be blissfully unaware of the insanity of all that until we wake up. We live in a mad World and it’s getting madder by the minute…and it might also be a dream anyway…better structured of course, tighter plot, more sophisticated CGI…but perhaps a dream nonetheless. I have pressing reasons to up my awareness big-time because, if the Buddhists are right and we do reincarnate…and their offer of a way out is valid, then I want out…and, at 70, time isn’t on my side. Big changes afoot now …then nose to the grindstone later this year…back on the dream track, bags of meditation, long coastal walks…maybe even join a local Buddhist group. No shaven head or robes for me though…orange doesn’t go with my eyes. Till then I’ll log a batch of dreams occasionally and I’ll see what develops. Ever onward.
First dream - fragment I was using my laptop. I was browsing the web, and downloaded wierd version of minecraft. When I turned it on, I saw strange background and heard ominous music. Second dream - fragment I saw this part as an ASCII roguelike. With family we arrived at Siberia by wagon. Then my view changed to first person. We built houses and beds. Next day we were attacked by a horde of monkeys. They stolen everything we had, and the ice plains melted into jungle. I was running around, looking for food and monkeys. In the end I came back home with nothing.
Morning of March 1, 2015. Sunday. This is, I think, the first clearer dream (though not lucid) that featured the actors from the television show “Supernatural”; Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles (though I did have a short dream of the Castiel character some weeks ago which I did not post anywhere yet). In my dream I am filming the popular television show with a small hand-held camera. It actually takes me some time before I realize that I am filming “Supernatural” and become more aware of the actors. I eventually notice that I am walking down the sidewalk near commercial businesses with Jared and Jensen (on their right) through a bland urban area in an unknown city. My dream slowly takes on rather strange imagery. The two actors have larger and larger mustaches when I look over at them. At one point, the mustaches look somewhat like three pairs of bird wings (at different angles) hanging down, like three separate mustaches growing and hanging over each other. It is an unusual though interesting “style” I reason. (The three ends on each side do not curve upward but sort of randomly point outward and down in three different layers.) At first, Jared’s three-tiered mustache seems rather mystical and almost creates an atmosphere of authority (and for some reason reminds me of perhaps an outlaw persona from an old western movie) and very unique personal diversity, yet it also seems “wrong” or “off” somehow, though this strange unlikely imagery and slightly eerie unexplainable feeling about the imagery does not trigger any level of lucidity at all. A little later, as they walk off towards their car, I notice that Jared mostly only has half his proper mustache with the other side (right side of his face) being a very thin half, with only sparse hairs. He seems self-conscious at this and casually covers up that side of his face at random moments. I am not sure how this scene relates to the particular fictional episode of the show, or if it is meant to be integrated as such into the plot. Later on, I am filming near a large open vestibule directly facing a parking lot. The area does not look familiar though I consider it may be some kind of church. I hear a male mention something about the Winchesters in a loud voice from near the church-like building but I am not sure about what is going on. (It still does not dawn on me that I am dreaming.) An older wealthy-looking woman walks by and I notice some sort of minor disturbance. When I walk closer to the actors, the woman apologizes and says, referring to Jensen, that it is not every day that she gets to see God. This seems vaguely amusing and we all laugh about the remark. When I look down, I notice pieces of her necklace all over the street, both gems and beads and a couple larger yellowish diamond-shaped parts. Apparently, she had gotten excited upon seeing Jensen, absentmindedly grabbed at her throat thus tearing off her necklace, and then bumped into him. Nothing happens after this as I focus more and more on the broken necklace (as my in-dream awareness starts to fade), but I am vaguely wondering if she will even notice it or start to retrieve the pieces.
I started out in one of the dollar stores somewhere in the neighborhood(I don't remember which one). I was shopping with my mother. As I was walking, I noticed this individual staring at me giving me a nasty look. He was a lot taller than me, so I knew I wouldn't stand a chance against him. He then came charging after me but before he could touch me, I flew up in the air and hovered above the aisles in the store. As I was flying in mid-air, I kicked him with my feet as hard as I could and taunted him. Later on in the dream(after waking up, I think), I woke up in a preschool(one I haven't seen before in my life). I saw one of the teachers I worked with back at the preschool I volunteered for in waking life. She was helping me out with how I'm supposed to handle the classroom. We were both inside a classroom with a full set of kids and a couple other teachers. It felt happy. It felt so happy good to be in a job like this because there was happiness all around. At one point, the person teaching me have done an activity that required us to remove our shoes and socks, walking barefoot. I'm not sure why, but seeing how this is preschool, I didn't question the creativity of improvised activities. I was sitting down somewhere in the back of the classroom where I was talking to the teacher. She wanted me to go somewhere, as confusing as that may sound. I then somehow appeared to be at an assembly along with a large crowd of people around my age. We were all seated in desks. In front of us was a huge black screen television(as big as the cinema ones). When I was in there, I noticed every student(what I thought) belonged to a specific group based on their past, kind of like the scene in Mean Girls where the geeks sit with the geeks and the jocks with the jocks. I'm not sure which group I was in. I just seemed to be observing everything in the area I was in. Later on, it was time to leave. Everyone began leaving the building. I was getting my items together but I remember having trouble finding one of the objects. Because I didn't know it was a dream, yet, I kept looking for it. Sooner or later, without knowing how exactly it happened, I became lucid. I'm not sure how, but I did. I didn't perform any reality checks. Once I did become lucid, I spent most of my time observing the room I was in. What seemed to be a huge theater, was not a small bedroom. I walked around this bedroom figuring out what to do. I couldn't think of much to do after becoming lucid. I enjoyed the feeling of it, though. After a while of staring around the room, I had a sudden sense that the dream started to fade. I didn't want to leave yet. I performed the spinning technique to try and prolong the dream. I remember trying to focus on my body as I turned and turned. I even tried telling myself that I was dreaming and that I want to stay in the dream longer. Seconds later, my vision began becoming darker. The dream ended. I didn't even try to attempt the DEILD technique because I knew I would have a hard time going back to sleep uncomfortably with my arm laying just under my body.
February 28, 2015 Water Fountain Woes I was at the math/science center I went to in High School. I walked past a water fountain that wasn't turning off. It was always on, so I pulled it out of the wall to try to fix it. But I pulled it too hard and disconnected it from the water intake thingy. I hooked it back up and the water kept coming. I eventually gave up trying to fix it, and got a drink from it before leaving. Creepin' I was visiting the admissions adviser for my grad program, but I was being a super creeper and like walking around her back yard. The neighborhood seemed familiar to me, as if I've been there before. I could see inside the house but I never went inside. I noticed that the snow was all melting and it was getting warmer, so I assumed spring was coming very soon. When I got around to the front of the house again, I saw some of my students playing by the street. I went to talk to them and they got really excited and wanted to show me their homes. Ceiling Troubles I was at home, holding my girl cat and snuggling her. The whole room seemed larger than IWL, and a LOT cleaner looking and brighter. My dad came into the room from the backyard, and said, "Gotta feed mah CATS!!" When the cats went to eat, I realized my old dog was in the room as well. She was flopping as she tried to get up to get to the food. My dad came over and nudged her a little to help her up. She's been gone for almost 5 years now, so I was very confused until I realized it was a dream. oh right. I'm at Zukin's asleep on her floor right now. "I'm dreaming." I said, looking at my hands, which oddly enough looked completely normal. I still knew I was dreaming, though. My dad looked up and said, "What? You're crazy." I ignored him and went to my bedroom. I looked up and decided to use the ceiling as a portal. I jumped up and expected to go through the ceiling into another land, but ended up smashing into it, making a hole and getting stuck in it. I looked around the attic and made the hole bigger by smashing pieces away, until I could look down at my dad, who was standing there looking up at me. "WTF are you doing Kestrel...?" "Oh, just hanging around." Me and my dream humor. Then I woke up.
Will edit this later with all the dreams I've had and haven't gotten around to posting
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