I was in a huge house that resembled my own and waiting in a room. A narrator like character appeared saying that I had lost my baby and that a woman was coming to take it. I wrapped the baby in a greenish blue like cloth and covered its face I was disappointed but accepted it being a mistake in life The women soon came and than went to the next room. As I walked around I felt the ground shaking. I wanted to panic but did my best to stay calm. I went to where my dad and mom's huge room was and told them the ground was shaking a bit But they told me not to worry. From outside a screen door I could see it was raining and thundering hard outside. I than thought about the different people with the guide jobs that lived in our huge house. They were only living with us to do their job but I really appreciated their company and looked up to them. I than kept walking around until something in the scene triggered a change. I was now walking with a group anime girls and we were like orphan High School or middle school children that were fortunate enough to live together in a huge house with wonderful guides. I noticed as we were walking outside there was a guy who looked like Dawn. The girls around me were talking about how cute he was and was popular among them. I also noticed he was talking to two other girls as he walked. I felt I had to move fast if I wanted to be together with him and take advantage of the opportunity I had so I ran to him and grabbed his arm. He was wet and I got the feeling he had wet his hair. I was so content that I had got to him first and kept talking to him. The narrator than showed up mentioning how our love grew and we got closer and closer. We than cuddled a little as we walked showing how we were a couple. ( This scene is probably inspired by the "Candy Candy" episode I saw yesterday. In it a girl was jealous that Candy was spending more time with Terry Except...Terry doesn't end up with Candy in Future episodes.:w: ) Anyways we were happy together until the narrator introduced us into a new scene where I and the school girls were on a trip but as we were on the top of a high building, two girls slid out the window and were fast approaching a truck I grabbed a pole and leaned out the window to slide them back but the girls behind me were making known through their worry that it was a bad idea. I crawled out the window a bit noticing that there were others around me outside the window too. Now I got the feeling we were in a baseball stadium like setting. However, if you stood up you could fall off and end up dead. I stood up and as I tried to help again the narrator appeared and mentioned how my love relationship ended when I was secretly pushed by another girl and fell down a great height. I felt it but managed to keep my balance. I looked back wanting to go inside but there was a space in between preventing me. I managed to jump over the space and ended up inside. We were now back inside the huge house and I decided to let the professionals deal with it. As I walked around I noticed that I was a little girl in a huge classroom with other little girls who were misbehaving. There was one who really wanted to get me in trouble and threw crayons and stuff around.An old lady teacher who was present saw what was happening and corrected her behavior I than decided to check on the guides who lived in the house. My younger brother appeared though and we were given a mission to get rid of an object that caused misfortune. After the event of running back and forth to get rid of the object happened I ended up in a spot of the huge house where there were girls talking about a funny guide that lived in the house. They didn't think much of him and dared me to right the name "Tacos"at the door.I was in the mood to joke around but in a appropriate way. One that wasn't negative but friendly. I went near his room and joked around with the guide who looked like a fat version of Eye. Except he was bald and realistic looking this time. He sat in a chair smiling at me as I played with the "Tacoes" sign I had put at his door. It was just a paper with the name "Tacoes" on it. I than wrote underneath it "A helpful person whose a great friend"and giggled. He seemed happy with what I wrote. Than I left his room and went to tell my parents how great a guide he was even though he was bald. Than woke up.
Morning of March 4, 2016. Friday. Dream #: 17,973-02. Reading Time: 2 min 33 sec. This dream is long and about flying, with the theme a comic-book-like adventure with meetings with supervillains. In the beginning, I am the only mutant in the world. After a lengthy meandering segment with me flying around using the term “human” somewhat disparagingly, with increasing emotion, I begin to understand that there are others like me, though this is mostly a farce at first. I find it amusing that people, mostly in their twenties, are joining a group of supervillains even though they are thus far not only not mutants but have no special abilities. None of them can fly as I can. Still, they seem happy when I meet them. A young man who is short and oddly dressed cheerfully shakes hands with me and claims he is Mole Man (a Marvel Comics villain). I am his inspiration. Other people will soon follow him but symbolically remain under my command. I acknowledge him out of mock respect (with subliminal dream state awareness) though I do not patronize him, as he is taking it seriously even though, again, he is not a mutant. The situation is inviting and interesting. Later, I see a young male who is having trouble walking because of a physical impairment of one leg being longer than the other. People are making fun of him. He eventually seems to be spitting small balls of fire a distance from the sidewalk into a little cylindrical rubbish bin behind a business building. Although most of the other supervillains I meet have already chosen their name, I call him “Pyro,” which relates to fire as well as the Marvel character. He asks me, “What about Pyro-Gomdulla?” Curiously, I recall a dream from 1971 and the Gomdulla character (from a comic book), yet do not fully realize I am dreaming. I consider he could become a giant mummy with telekinetic abilities (as in the comic book story) if he chooses that name, so I tell him that Gomdulla is an unsuitable phrase in a different language. He decides to keep “Pyro.” I eventually fly around with a younger version of Zsuzsanna, carrying her on my left side. (She sleeps on my left in reality.) I start to think others are developing the ability to fly, but this proves to be incorrect. I meet an unknown girl with no pupils or irises. She seems to be like the Scarlet Witch in abilities though with Storm’s overall appearance. Eventually, it starts to dawn on me that, because supervillains exist, a superhero or two could come into the picture and prove to be problematic (though this thought does not concern me). I assume much of that would be pretense as well. However, there are eventually additional “real” mutants who have unique powers and can fly. I also meet up with Captain Marvel, portrayed as an otherwise normal male in an elaborate white and purplish-blue costume that features various symbols. He cannot seem to fly and is not exceptionally strong. I throw him around, his cape sometimes going over his head, making it difficult for him to see or fight, and I am asking him why he does not fly. Presently, there are two superheroes on Earth, Captain Marvel and one I do not recall, who mostly sit in restaurants and converse in costume. From here, the differences between heroes and villains seem superficial, as I remain only subliminally (not actively) aware of being in the dream state. The presence of Mole Man relates to subliminally perceiving being asleep as “being underground” while, in contrast, Pyro represents the potential for consciousness reinitiation (waking from the dream state). The “living mummy” reference (Gomdulla) relates to being asleep as well (covered by a blanket). The girl villainess with no pupil or iris mostly signifies that my real eyes cannot see while I am asleep.
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Again not much... 1) I became one of the characters from the film 'Chronicle'. I had superpowers and could fly as well as move objects by willpower. I walked past a car and tried to move it. I picked up a man and threw him around in the air. I was stood on a flat roof and with a friend willed all the dogs to come out of a block of flats, can't remember exactly why, hundreds came out and walked past us. I was sitting high up and thinking about where I wanted to fly to, thinking about flying to a planet. This was obviously as a result of me thinking yesterday about all the things I wanted to do when I become lucid.
Fragments > I'm busy cleaning my room in my student home. I've gotten into an argument with my mom somehow. She enters my room but since I've got my back to her I pretend that I don't know that she's here. She pokes me in my sides. I respond annoyed. So does she. She then asks me something. > I'm reading something about how Surinam is related to Spanish and some other languages. I consider learning something of these languages so that Surinam will become easier for me. Then I realise that that's idiotic. I might as well just focus on Surinam immediately. > I'm at the cinema with a girl who has only recently become a girl. She is nice to me and offers to pay for the tickets. Well that's definitely a change from when she was still a guy. It feels like I went out with the girl behind the ticket desk once, cause she's acting quite jealous. She's saying stuff such as that I should update my relationship status. A bit early for that I think. We then sit together with a group of people, who start cracking terrible vagina jokes in Dutch. > I check in at a train station. I can clearly see the same at which the train is supposed to leave. There also is a train, but the sign which displays the destinations doesn't match up with where I want to go. It shows a lot of places I've never heard of. They don't even sound Dutch. I end up skipping this train.
These are my eyes last night haha tryin' again to see in the dark and then it was just the same old same old as per usual... nada! now it's that time again i guess... will he wont he, will he wont he...will he dream or not! I can only try...
3/3/16: I remembered a few more dreams than what I can recall now but I went to a late night gig and woke up early and exhausted to I didn't really try to recall dreams. Dream 1: I was at school for something, not my actual school but one down the road from where I live. I think I was in trouble for something. Dream 2: I was in my backyard where a sprinkler/hose from the front had gone crazy and was shooting out water every which way. Somehow, through magic or a cold snap or whatever all the water jets froze and so there were giant ice spikes floating through the air. They were made up of all sorts of crystals of ice, jagged and pointing out in every direction. I touched one of them and it shattered at that point and travelled like a fuse, spitting out ice shards everywhere. I did this a couple of times and then called out for my brother so come see this, but my grandma came out instead. Dream 3: I was changing my ringtone on a train to a metal song, getting weird looks from the other passengers as the songs played out. Fragment: Getting kicked out of a bar.
I'm in a house. It's vry modern, with white walls and honey colored wood flooring, shining. I'm standing at the foot of the staircase, and I can see outside from a long, low window that goes all the way across the wall. to my right there's an open kitchen, in grey, slightly textured resin and shiny chrome, with a black marble counter top and thin, spinnery furniture made out of a gray, dull metal. The kitchen open in the living room, but I can only see part of it; it seem that the house is shaped like an L around a garden. I can make out the corner of a table with a frosted glass top, and part of a white woolly rug. Light is everywhere, spot cleverly hidden along the walls, sun coming from the widows in the wall and in the roof. I need to get out, but Where there should be a front door, the wall is whole. I turn around and start climbing the stairs. There are slowing curling on themself, and lined with potted plants. The ceiling is getting lower and lower, and there's no wall on my left, until I reach the top of the stairs. There's a lot of potted plants here, in the bring sun, and the stairs end in a sort of floorless gazebo. I can climb out of it, and after a short walk on a wooden beam, I enter an attic with greenhouse walls and a low wooden bench running along them. There's someone here, laying down under a nest of blankets. It's warm but no stuffy in the attic, and the sun and shadows are ideal, making it incredibly relaxing. I tiptoes in, trying no to disturb the sleeper, but he slowly raise on his elbows. He's slim and dark haired, and looks almost cartoony sleepy. I get closer and he shapeshifts, his hair lightening to a silvery blond, his bland face filling with intent. He moves, getting the shadows on his face. I recognize him and stop just shy of reaching the nest of blankets. He smiles and sit up, letting the blankets falls off his laps and showing me that he's naked underneath. Spoiler for more nudity after the cut...: And more and more happy to see me. The whole situation makes me laugh and his smile gets larger and larger, like the Chester Cat. I never saw his penis before, and I'm suprised that he's uncut. as I think it the foreskin disappears. As he's longing here, barely moving and smiling, he make me think of a big cat, relaxed and sated, at least for now. I get a little closer to him and sit on the blankets, slightly weirded out but more or less trusting him not to jump me. He stretchs out and take my hand to warp it around his shaft. I pull away, staring at him with disbelief. He laughs, completly silent, and runs his hand on my arms as if to soothes me. I roll my eyes and he suddently grabs me, pulling me in so I'm sitting in his lap. His skin is colder that the room, but not by much; I can feel his sex under my clothes. I push away as he switches his hold from my waist to my wrists and I'm sitting on his thighs. He's still smiling and tilts his head to the side, obviously questioning my reaction. I stop struggling and let him pulls me closer again. I put my hands on his shoulders and he looks almost wondering. After a couple of seconds his face turn predatory, with a strange, playful edge, and his hold my waist with one arm before slipping the other under my dress, pulling my panties aside and helping himself inside me. It's very intense but not overhelming, and after a few seconds it's almost confortable, mostly because neiher of us is moving. He settles himself back on the blankets without letting go my waist, and when I start to thnk I will simply get up and leave, he uses his hand to get me off until overstimulation hits me and I struggle away from him, flailing and unable to stand up. He's laughing again, and I can see my own wetness on his still erect penis. He can't help himself it seem. But in a way, I get it. He's like a green man, a embodiment of sexual energy. I could call him Eros, but I think I can go without gining him a name; he doesn't need one.
Alright I'm actually really excited about this. I've never had such good recall even though the dreams were all really short, it was really amazing to remember so many different things. They had a particular order but I didn't write down my tags in that order so I don't remember it now. Special methods: water method Went to bed: 22:00 Fell asleep: 22:15 Awakening 1: 04:00 (I think, not sure) Fell asleep: 04:01 Awakening 2: 5:50 Fell asleep: 6:00 Final awakening: 7:15 1: Blue Mediterranean I was at the (supposedly) Mediterranean coast (probably Spain) with a girl. The water was bluer than any water I've ever come across in Europe, it looked more like Curaçao waters or something. As I walked to the shoreline, I looked over my shoulder and it wasn't a girl anymore, instead my parents and siblings were there (huge disappointment ). 2: Flirting with R So I was in a classroom like one from high school but the people in there were from college. I was sitting at the back of the room when I caught R's eyes. She looks absolutely stunning, as always, while smiling at me. After another one of those looks I walk over to her (she was sitting in the front). As I sit next to her, she looks at me intensely and grabs my arm. Then she starts talking some nonsense about how we made eye contact and for some reason she was really intrigued by that. Animation show with a girl doing shrooms This must be one of my weirdest dreams ever. I'm watching some kind of animated tv show. Even though I realize I am merely a spectator in the story, I am completely immersed in it. It starts out with this girl who can't be older than 15 who takes mushrooms in her bedroom. Then she starts going completely mental, throwing things around her room, smashing her television to bits and pieces and dancing on the table. Then she is suddenly outside and she is wearing some silly costume (I don't remember what) and she is dancing on her parents' car. Then, her parents come home. They see her acting like that and don't really know what do to. Then she changes into a robot costume suddenly and dances in front of her parents. I remember thinking something like "oohhh how stupid can you be!?". Then her parents do get angry and drag her inside. Watching tv with my parents and an amazing song So now I'm sitting on the couch at home with my parents. We're watching tv and the show is about a girl on some climbing/playing equipment for children. My dad comments that he finds the show extremely stupid and useless with a very annoyed tone. Then the show appears to end and as the credits start rolling a song starts playing as well. The title of the song is displayed but I can only remember the name "Vince". In the lyrics he sang something about 2001 and then 2003 and the song was really beautiful. Upon waking I could remember the melody, but I forgot it during the day (I wouldn't have been able to put it in writing anyway). Lastly there were two fragments. In the first I was doing dishes with 3 other people. They had already started and I wanted to help but it took me some time to figure out what I could do. I ended up rinsing the dishes before the next person washed them. The third would then dry and the fourth would put it away. From the other fragment I only recall a single image of a girl (I do remember I felt amazing about her) standing on a platform that was attached to the outside of a moving train in which I was sitting.
Alright, I'm back now. Last couple lucids have not really been worth writing down, but last night I had a good one with a TOTM thrown in, so I figured I should write/type it. I start out with a kinda weird nonlucid. All I remember was one part where I was with a bunch of guys in a Jeep flying through space. And somehow that didn't seem weird at all to me… I woke up for a bit, and did sort of a lazy WBTB. I'm in a car with my parents, driving home for spring break. I look at my phone and see that the date is March 13. Weird, I don't remember March 3-12. In fact, why are my parents driving me home for spring break anyway? I usually drive myself. I ask my mom if I'm dreaming, and she says no. I plug my nose to double check, and I can breathe through it, so I become lucid. I decide to ask again, “Am I dreaming?” “Of course not, honey!” Wrong answer. I manage to phase out of the car and fly behind it for a bit. It's a purple minivan, not even my parents’ car. I pick it up by the back bumper and lift it off the ground. I swing it around and finally launch it off into the distance. I stop to take a look around. I'm in this strange little Western town just off the highway that looks more like a speed trap than a city. I remember the advanced task to call out for your dream guide, and I think it'll be easy, since I already know what I'm looking for. Still, since I'm a bit of a completionist, I say “I am ready for my dream guide.” Nothing happens, so this time I shout it into the sky. Just then, these two short men with cowboy hats walk out of this nearby saloon. They both kinda look like Yosemite Sam, but I notice that they have 3 rows of teeth. I'm kind of freaked out by this, and I hope to myself that they aren't actually my dream guides somehow. They ignore me though, and continue walking to my right. I turn around and thankfully see Vi’s familiar face. She motions me to follow her, so I do. We walk into this building that looks like an arcade of sorts and head into a back room, where there's a small group of people already gathered and seated in a circle. Apparently this is a conference with other lucid dreamers and their dream guides. After Vi and I sit down, we start some kind of group discussion. Two more people walk in shortly after, and one of the members jokes about them being late. Another guy in the group jokes back, “It can hardly be considered late when half of us don't even exist in time and space.” We go around the circle and introduce ourselves. I don't really pay attention, since I'm kind of amazed at how vivid and clear everything is, like I'm actually in the room. I start getting lost in the vividness, and actually start to destabilize. I try to hold on, but then the two people next to be grab onto my arms to help me stay grounded in the dream. It works, as the dream restabilizes and returns to the same vividness it had earlier. The meeting continues as normal, as if there was nothing weird about one of its members almost blinking out of existence. The meeting doesn't take very long, so we soon head out into the arcade. The place is packed with people, but luckily no one is using the games themselves. I head over to this shooting gallery, and a guy hands me this airsoft rifle. I take aim at a target that's incredibly far away - I can hardly even see what I'm aiming for. I try to stabilize the gun, but I can't. I take two wild shots and somehow hit the target both times. I'm about to take a third shot, but the dream destabilizes. I'm at home, getting ready to go to a concert. I suddenly get a call that the lead singer of the band has gone missing, and I have to take his place.
Fragment I was in my backyard. Father took our cat out of garage and told me to drive somewhere with him. I was the driver. MILD - shapeshifting, bonus TotM I was in a forest with some DC's and my dog. It was dark and cold winter night. We were escaping from some kind of danger. We ran until we got closer to a mansion of some kind. It reminded me my neighbors house. We climbed up a huge rock just in time. A group of rotting undead attacked us. I knew that owner of the mansion set them free to kill us and take my dog. There was only one way of escape - electricity lines just above the rock. I slid down on the cable to courtyard, and ran the hell out of there. I realised that I'm in my home town, close to neighbors house. I looked back and saw my dog playing with wolves. I decided to run away along the street. I thought that I should run quicker. I realised that it's a dream. Everything became more detailed and vivid. Time has changed, it was no longer a cold and dark winter night, but rather a bright and warm summer day. I ran into a huge farm complex that had enormous wheat fields, mechanics workshops, garages with tractors and combine harvesters and huge warehouses. There were many DCs walking around I though about a girl from my class, and she appeared nearby. I told her that it's a dream, and rushed inside one of the combines - a big, red combine harvester. She did the same. We drove around the complex smashing everything on our way, all while I was telling about possibilities that lucid dreams give. I drove into a dead end, where I couldn't drive back nor any further. I left the machine and ran back to garages and fields. I though about bike, and found one nearby. It had modifications that allowed using it at fields. I tried riding it, but I couldn't hold my balance. I left it and ran back to combine harvesters, but before I took another one, I recalled a bonus ToTM. I moved my left hand back, thinking about creating fire. Suddenly I felt a strong pain going quickly from fingers up my hand. Everything went black, I still felt the pain, but I could move my body. I moved back my right hand and though about creating ice. I felt really strong frostbite coming from fingers up my hand. I managed to stay lucid (spoiler). Spoiler for Shapeshifting: Blackness dispersed and I found myself in my kitchen. First thing that stood out was a silver platter lying on an oven. It was reflective like a mirror. I looked at my reflexion - it had brighter hair with different haircut, and was wearing a gray t-shirt with green color on the sides. Shapeshifting is my current lucid goal, so I though that I could use this mirror-like platter. I decided to change into a woman. I looked right, at the kitchen and thought about a girl from my class. Then I looked back at the mirror and saw her. My body changed accordingly. The most intensive were feelings of my breasts growing and genitals changing to female counterparts. This turned me on, and penis instead of changing into vagina started growing bigger and thicker. Dream started losing stability when it took a bit spiral shape, but I calmed myself and assumed my normal form. I noticed that I'm no longer in kitchen, but in the toilet, standing in front of mirror. I looked left at the wall, and then back into mirror. I was undecided in what woman I could change, so I decided that SubC can surprise me. Looking at my reflexion I saw an asian woman with face somehow similar to mine, but with black long hair. I managed to shapeshift fully this time. I fingered myself a bit. I felt my hand going inside my body, but I could only feel touch - nothing more. The dream started to slowly fade. I wondered how a DC would react when looking at me right now, and thought that one should enter the room. It was a naked, muscular dude. Without words, he went straight for an anal sex. It wasn't bad, but not pleasurable either. The dream faded away shortly after and I woke up.
In which I join a cult to seek safety from zombies... I've found an old VHS recording of a young curly haired guy explaining how a particular charismatic cult leader is attempting to destroy the world. Curly provides a logical argument explaining why we should all be very concerned. I'm convinced. Later, I google the situation and discover that the charismatic leader will deliver a speech in my home town very soon. I decide to attend and see what it's all about. When I get there, I'm asked to sign in. I worry that it might not be wise to leave a record of my attendance. After all, if the charismatic leader actually does try to destroy the world, I don't want my name on the list of his rosters. So I make up a name and write it instead. I walk towards the meeting room, but an older woman sitting behind a folding table waves me towards her. She offers me a sticker. I put it on my shirt. She tells me she hasn't seen me here before. I say that I've really only been following the situation via VHS tapes. This intrigues her. She asks if I saw Curly's tape. I say that I did. She asks what I thought of it. I tell her that Curly makes a very good argument, but I was curious to see the other side. She is smiling during this entire exchange. She is looking at me as if she's a tolerant elder, seeking to redirect a lost youth. I'm hardly young, I tell her. She says age is of no matter. I walk into the meeting room. It looks like a 1970s elementary school auditorium. The wood panels of the stage rise up about three feet from the industrial carpet where the audience sits, cross legged. The room is chilly and damp; the rusty crank windows are not quite closed and rain thunders on the metal roof. Commercial fluorescent strip lights hang from the ceiling, completing the dreariness of the setting. I take my place, sitting on the floor with the rest of the crowd. It's hard to see over some of their heads. I sit criss-cross applesauce and lean back with my hands behind me on the floor. My fingers fidget with the small hard knotted balls of the carpet; it's dirty. Our charismatic leader comes out on stage. The crowd claps half-heartedly. They do not stop talking amongst themselves, and he has to shush them to be quiet. I think that I've wasted my time by coming here, and I look behind me to the door. I wonder how I can get up and exit without anyone seeing me. The charismatic leader begins to talk about world domination, about chosen people, about the decay in social morality, and about Curly. No one seems particularly enthused. I stand up, and, keeping my head down, start to walk towards the exit. I don't make eye-contact with anyone. On the way out, the same elder lady stops me. She wants to know if I've seen all I need to know to counter Curly's claims. I tell her that I figure Curly and the charismatic leader are in cahoots. One makes accusations about the other and vice versa so that both of them can garner attention. She says that if I really believe that, what do I propose we do about the zombies? Do I have a better idea how to handle them? Zombies? Oh yes. I look to the front windows again and see them snarling at the panes. What to do about the zombies? I'm forced to admit that I feel a hell of a lot safer here, in this old building, with this crowd, than I'd feel out there with the zombies. OK then. I'll stay for a while. I start to walk back towards the crowd, but the elder lady calls me over to her again. She has an invoice for my previous visits. She asks that I pay my dues from the last few meetings and also that I pay back the loan she gave me when I bought the charismatic leader's books. I have no idea what she's talking about. She points to my name in the roster and shows me the invoice again. Seems I've chosen the name of another member, one who does not manage his funds very well. I can't tell her that this isn't really my name because I'd hate to be thrown out with the zombies. So I give her all the money I have currently, and we arrange a payment plan. Then, she lets me return to the meeting. The charismatic leader is now down from the stage, walking around the sitting audience. He points to one sitting man and says, "What about him?" Everyone turns to look at this man, and all at once everyone starts to gasp or shout with alarm. It is a zombie! But the charismatic leader just stands there, calmly, pointing at him. The zombie sits still, his eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth half open with drool coming out. He breathes with slow grunting sounds, but he does not move. He seems completely unaware of anything. Eventually, the audience settles down. They look to the charismatic leader. "I have made the zombie passive!" Everyone cheers and claps. They all sit down again, this time in rapt attention. The charismatic leader jumps back up on the stage and delivers an eloquent and enthusiastic speech now. I'm mostly taken in. I really believe this man can save us and pacify the zombies. But I still keep looking back at the one still zombie. His presence makes me uncomfortable. And the zombies banging at the glass- surely they could get in at any time? I just can't rest easy.
I had another LD, yay! Yeterday while running (50 min) I was practising awareness. Every song I changed a sense. It was hearing, seeing and touching - I took the inspiration from here: http://www.dreamviews.com/attaining-...cid-dreams.htm. I did this also before sleep while laying on my bed (without songs, same as orginal method). I also drank 2 glasses of fresh apple-carrot juice at the evening. I feel asleep for ~4h, then I wrote one my non-lucid, played 2-3 logic games on my phone, read one thread on DV and tryed to WILD with counting from 100 to 0 with saying between numbers "lucid dream" (ginsan's gold method ;p) and focusing on my breath (I also thought about LD, bonus task from TOTM). When I finished counting I tryed to stay calm. I said to myself that I did everything and now I must be patient. I had some random thoughts about LD in my head anyway. I spend awoken ~2h. Non-lucid parts Lucid parts #4 LD During non-lucid dream I went to sleep (or at least I laid down). When I raised my head I saw an integrated circuit which was moving by itself (induced by https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhR7DmSp1Zg, lol). I did RC and I got lucid. However I was going through different settings, all of them were dark, I think there were also FAs. I stayed focus hopefully. I was rubbing my hends to stabilize it but it wasn't working well. Then I sterted rolling on the floor to get any touching senations and it worked a little. I shouted few commans, like "Vivid dream!" (I was hearing myself) but it didn't work. I was in my room but it was empty and dark. There were some door/window and I tryed to see behind them some scene but it didn't work either. So I was clever enough - I went to the window, blinds were lowered but I saw faintly a sun behind them. I was pulling them up (there were 2 layers of them) and voilà! Light! I saw my old furnishings. There were dust everywhere and I looked at the moment at wooden cat which I don't have in RL. I again felt too certain and I went out to the kitchen. There was dark but not empty, I saw that it's snowing outside and I felt happy about it. I went to the balcony, I didn't feel temperature, the snow was too nice to watch. I flew up, I had to decide what to do and first thought was about 1st basic task from TOTM - "Hop on a bus/tram/train and leave for places unknown. Describe where it takes you." I live close to the railway tracks so that was easy to find. I wasn't into this task really but I had to decide sth. I passed some guy and I thought that he doesn't see me because I'm invisible (like it would an OBE). I was above the tracks, I did RC with nose and rubbed hands for sec. One train was going immediately, I tryed to catch it but it was too fast and I couldn't get enough speed. So I turned back, there was another train (and one more I think). I was floating in the air for a while because of changing the direction. It was going up through the spiral tracks. I catched the top of it - I knew that it will stop in a moment because we were almost on some station (I thought that it's similar to RL and I was disappointed a bit but it wasn't so I wasn't 100% lucid apparently, don't know if this counts for TOTM then). Station was called "Shirokuma" and the setting was from anime "Shirokuma Cafe". I don't remember it very vivid, however it was nice and green, there was a panda corner (like in ZOO, the anime is i.a. about it). There weren't any trains and tracks, I only remember a sign with the station's name. Probably because of my bad attitude and instability I loose the lucidity. I woke up I think (maybe FA?), I was too tired to wrote it down and I did it after some time of sleep.
Updated 03-03-2016 at 11:43 AM by 89653
1/10 LDs until March 10th, 9 to go in 7 days, have to turn up the heat! + in childhood home garage, looking up the driveway at the L's house across the street. It's night. The L's are active in their house, in the upstairs left room someone's lifting weights. I close the garage door even more because I don't want them to see me [DREAM SIGN] and because I want to change. I look down on the floor and see a woman's evening dress laid out. It is sleeveless, and that's a good thing in order to play a string instrument concerto in because the arms should be free. I'm looking through the closed garage door back up at the L's , it is almost completely translucent but I can see that it is still closed, yet I can see through it easily. I wonder if it blocks the view in the other direction looking in. + in racquetball court, warming up? There is a group warm-up going on led by a teacher, kind of like a dance. I see out the door that my partner has arrived, and I stick my head out briefly and wave at him to get his attention, then return to the dancing warmup. There is a rhyming foreign-language song going on to the rhythm of the dance. + crossing the street at night, I'm surrounded by a group of deformed vagabonds, they are reaching their hands towards me, I instantly detect a pickpocketing scam and push them all away from me. They're asking directions to the concert and I don't want to tell them anything. at another (daytime) crossing a woman is lying in the street. We bend down to see if she's OK but it turns out to be a doll? + (f) in a car, a bunch of black thugs is carjacking us? I start asking them scientific questions to confuse them, but one of them I realize is the brother of a famous physicist, so I start asking questions about thermodynamics that always confused me. + (f) approaching a planted garden laid out in regular rows. A pile of prepared food including turkey [DIET DREAM SIGN lol], one piece is gooey and undercooked, this couldn't be mine, I always cook it fully. Someone picks up a large slab of meat of some sort. + (f) descending into a grocery store, I'm ambushed, and I fight back and beat them badly. I go outside and ambush some more of them.
Frustrated!! My first moment of almost lucidity 2 nights ago and since then my recall has been next to nothing. Last night this is it: 1) I was at school and for some reason didn't have my school uniform to wear that morning so I was allowed to go home to get it. 2) Chasing someone down a train - I think they were suicidal and we have to find them before it was too late.
Shortly after going to bed I noticed I was being drawn into a WILD. I could feel my body swaying back and forth at varying levels of intensity. I tried to tell myself to remain aware, but in the end I fell asleep regularly. Blade I'm sitting at a round table with a number of people. Two of them are my classmates/friends. I'm not sure who the others are. At the opposite point of where I'm sitting, a rectangular table has been attached to the round table. There are more people sitting there, but I don't remember who. There's gonna be a fight I think, though it's an organised one. Something is being handed out. Pencils? The handing out is based on some type of seniority system. At first I get one, but when I mentioned that I am (one of) the youngest it's taken away again. Having one gives you the right to participate in the fight I believe. The fight is against a blonde Polish classmate of mine. She is wielding some type of katana. Despite me not having a pencil I am chosen as the second person to fight her. I don't want to. I know she will pretty much destroy me. I fight anyway. Somewhere early on in the fight I use my left hand to fend off an attack. I'm holding her katana by the blade, but it's not cutting into my flesh. Somewhere vaguely I sense that this is a simulation. Next thing I know I'm sitting on her back. She doesn't seem bothered by my weight. Someone shouts in excitement that she's trying to plant the katana between my shoulder blades. If she manages to do so she wins by default. I struggle for the katana with her. Eventually I bend it and am able to plant it between her shoulder blades. I get cheered on and am feeling proud of myself for managing to win this fight. Apparently this doesn't happen often. Parkour I'm in what seems like a playground, messing around a little bit. I'm doing some basic parkour jumps which also involve a fence. Eventually I do something more challenging; from a sitting position I fall back and grab the bars of the fence, pushing myself forward again and doing a roll. I end with a frontflip. I do this routine a few times. I know there's someone on the playground with me, but I'm not really paying attention to that person. I start thinking about how it's best if I don't do a sideflip, cause I've tried that perhaps 3 times in my life. I see it happening anyway, making me wonder if I'm the one who did the flip. Fragments > I'm in the backseat of an Uber. I forgot to check the surge, but it seems like I'll end up paying €3,40. The driver wants me to pay €4,40 though. Uhh, no. He left the engine running for a bit longer. I'm not sure if I'll have enough coins. I seem quite stuck in this dream, counting my coins over and over and the price keeps increasing. By the time I get out of the dream the price was €7,40. At that point in the dream my grandma was there, saying something in Surinam to a guy I don't know. > There are three groups inside a building. Groups 1 and 2 are supposedly going to work together to take group 3 down. Group 1 is double crossing group 2 though and is secretly working together with group 3. The ambush is that people whom are walking around the building watching YouTube on their phone are going to stab the members from group 2. It's a bit chaotic. At some point I'm witnessing this while in some guy's body. He gets stabbed by a cute girl. He asks her for a last kiss and she thinks it's cute. Before she does she asks him if this isn't a ploy to stab her back. He says it's not, but tries to stab her anyway. -- Had more, but I have stuff to do today damnit!
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