Fun I was laying on my bed in the darkness of my room.Paying attention to my surrounding for a presence.Suddenly I felt a tall strong woman approach me from behind. I sleep on the opposite side of the wall so I got up quickly and turned around. " Look at your eyes. Their blue and orange." I said this and the dark woman figure now had eyes like jade`s old smily face avatar. The woman was annoyed by this"No I don`t!"she shouted and began to approach me faster."Yeah they are ! See!"I than moved my hands into a position than pulled them back and a long blue and orange ribbon appeared on the tall dark woman holding her still. I than got up happily and noticed a portal opening into a different setting.I saw a blue sky, a large white flying ship that reminds me of fox`s ship in melee and floating pieces or platforms that were like stairs to the sky. Just when I was about to jump the woman lost her dark black appearance and jumped at me with a sword. "No!"I heard Dawn call out than she moved back and began jumping on the platforms to the sky. I began to do the same happily cheering "yeah!!". I even tried grabbing a hold of the woman just for fun. But as I was going up a helicopter got in front of me. Someone ended up pushing me to the side more so I wouldn`t hit the top of the copter."thanks" I said and continued going up. However, I soon lost sight of the woman as I got higher. I had a feeling I was getting closer to outer space but didn`t want to go there so I started jumping down. "Maybe I should just fly to the ship" I thought. Than out of no where a guy who almost looked like Kiro appeared jumping up on the platforms quickly. Dawn began narrating the scene saying how the guy was doing his best to get up to the top. The guy was now the focus of the dream and I saw in a close first perspective that when he was high enough he jumped. He was trying to get on a white cruise like ship but fell into the ocean. He than began swimming desperately towards the white ship."Even though my lungs feel like their being crushed I won`t give up! I can save them!" Is what the guy thought in his mind. I could see he was trying but he was getting slower. The scene than switched to his friends who were on the ship. Dawn started narrating again mentioning how it was too late because his friend who was fighting the bad guy was already badly beaten. His friend had lighter brown hair and had a long white shirt on. He was hanging on a busted part of the ship with scratches all over him and a bloody lip. "Poor guy"I thought. The guy who was trying to save him arrived on the ship but he looked weak. The bad guy with the black cloak immediately started beating him on the ship. The scene than changed to the inside of the ship where his friends who had some power left were worrying about the situation. A tall buff guy stood by the door than mentioned how he wasn't going to win. A girl with pink hair than said"All we can do is hope...hope...". The rest began to mumble their own worries."Hope? If it was me I would run out there to save him" I said thinking out loud. After that something else happened than I woke up. Random Sillyness This dream started off at a supermarket but than I left the supermarket to go somewhere else with my mom. We ended up in a office where a lady asked me when I wanted to start. That they had a spot open for thanksgiving week. I said no because I wouldn't want to spend my vacation week going to an appointment. She agreed and was about to change the date."wait a minute. Do I have to come here again?" I asked. The lady said no. That having a appointment once a year was mandatory. I than told her to forget about the appointment because I had a appointment this year but it was a few months ago. The dream setting than changed to a room that looked nothing like mine in WL. I got up from the bed and saw little mice with big eyes staring at me from the other bed a girl was sleeping in. I raised my voice telling her to get up because there were mice on top of her. She got up quick and as I was running through the halls I saw my mom. I told her about the incident and she said that all I needed to do was wash my hair. I than quickly ran into the bathroom, wetting my hair and hoping there were no mice on my head. What I recall next is being at a basement of a school where a subway system was.There was a pink microphone being kept inside a cabinet. I felt like it was mine than out of no where a girl started laughing at me and calling me a little girl. I grabbed her by her shirt collar and told her that if I liked the color pink and enjoyed singing there was nothing wrong with that. That if she couldn't see beyond the color of the microphone she was stupid".She became scared than apologized. I let her go and noticed that in a door near us there was a class weeping for a boy who had finishing killing a bully. He felt really bad for what he did. I walked up to the boy and told him it wasn't his fault and that he could be forgiven.( Felt like I was in a dream guiding him with the others at this point.) The rest agreed and began to comfort him more. I than became fully lucid and became more aware of Dawn being in the crowd.He was trying to be positive for the boy as well than sat down.I sat down on Dawn's lap as he was talking to another DC about something. He didn't seem to mind but than I felt like being silly."I'm gonna fart on your lap."I said jokingly. He than pushed me off and I started to laugh. He said something after that but I forgot what he said. The scene than began to change to the interior of a house. The walls were dark green and the floor wooden. There was a fireplace and furniture matching the color of the wall and flooring. (Dark Green and wooden furniture) The lights were also dim and it was night outside. (The lamps were on) Dawn was now sitting in a chair next to Manei. They looked chibi and were talking about something. I walked up to them than took notice of a pine forest tree in the house. It was covered in Christmas decorations. "You guys better not kiss when i'm gone" I said than brought my attention to a different part of a room where I felt like randomly placing another tree."Don't worry. We wont. "Dawn said as I was moving around and thinking about furniture moving for fun. Kind of reminded me of the sims. The next thing that i recall is I false awakened and told my younger brother that I had a funny dream where Dawn made a funny joke. He than became spider man and retold the joke to me. Something about being tossed into the air and being a girl....
Second LD of the night. I'm in a shop in a mall looking at artwork with family. At one point I see my dog laying in the corner and think "there's no way!". I walk away while sticking out my hands and know I'm in a dream. I begin laughing as there is a mini finger sticking out between my middle and index finger. I have an inclination to leave the shop and make my way through the door. I enter a large 2 story room in the mall. The dream feels a bit fuzz, so I begin rubbing my dream body and insisting on focus. I sustain everything a bit as I walk across the room, yet the dream goes void. At this point I feel that I am in the void waiting for a dream to begin. I recall Robert Waggoner's book in which he discusses waiting for dream contents to simply appear when in this stage. I resolve to remain focused. What I noticed was that I could sustain this state if I ignored physical sensations and took a relaxed awareness of my field of vision; similar to an open awareness meditation. I sustained this a bit longer, yet became very startled when my mind interpreted that something was approaching my physical body rapidly (probably my dog poking me with her nose lol). The dream began to fade at this point.
First LD of the night. I am in an area which is a sprawling outdoor area with a row of foliage. I gaze at a tree, and it seems to have a great deal of presence to it. A beautiful hymn begins to emanate from the tree and has an effect on my awareness; it as though it is beckoning me to become lucid. My awareness hits a critical threshold and I spontaneously put my hands in front of me while simultaneously realizing I am in a dream. I say to myself, "I'm lucid". I have the intuition that the essence of the tree is from Reishi mushroom. I am soon in immersed in the vividness of an outdoor dream scene. A great deal of foliage an grass winds around to the right. The outdoor area seems to resemble the yard of my childhood home, with the foliage continuing to wind around, and a large two story structure standing on the opposite end of the area. I fly fairly low to the ground and begin to jog my memory for dream goals. I consistently demand clarity and focus as I continue to drift in the air toward the right edge of the structure. I continue to notice the foliage. I remember a goal in which I wanted to head to a 'Dream Mountain' which I had pictured in my mind. At this point, an image of my waking life DJ popped up in my mind's eye as I began attempting to remember these dream goals. I would learn certain teachings in this location, and establish a dream sanctuary of sorts. I ask the dream to direct me, and get the impression the dream is encouraging me in the general direction I am flying. In this direction I realize that the clearing is on a very slightly elevated plateau within a mountain system. An incredible pink and red sunrise stands off in the far distance of the mountains. Light mist hung over this area, adding to the glow of the sunrise. The dream begins to fade a bit and I ask for focus. I resolve to head to the edge of the structure to meditate and focus for clarity in case a void comes. The dream fades and I wake up. Awesome dream .
This dream is from a few weeks ago, but it's really stuck with me. It's extremely odd, but it's worth writing down. The world had ended, and two of my close friends, Sam and Isabella and I were trying to survive the post-apocalyptic chaos. When I realized we had nearly ran out of food, they volunteered to go retrieve some. We had been hiding in an old abandoned house, which was remarkably well preserved and taken care of. It had winding passageways, antique furniture, stone walls and floors, and had a castle/manor type atmosphere. It was actually quite lovely, and I was glad we had found such a nice place to reside. The three of us set out to get to Costco, a large store that sells just about everything. My friends and I wandered through the house until we found a hidden bedroom, in which a passageway was. We went through the passageway, which was dark, and I kept trying to convince my friends that we should find another way. I knew what the passageway led to, and was frightened. They inisisted that this way was the safest, as it was hidden, but I knew otherwise. The passageway led into a bedroom that seemed more like Rapunzel's tower. There was a balcony with large glass doors that opened to a landscape with few trees, and next to an immense canopy bed, a pale boy with blond hair sat, his leg shackled to the bedpost. An array of blankets, pillows and other items littered the floor. I had an overwhelming feeling of knowing him. My friends seemed shocked to see him, and wanted to be on their way through the passageway, which continued after one had passed through a small door in the opposite wall. The boy looked so fragile and lonely that I paused, and he turned to look at me, his pale eyes searching my face, as if trying to remember something. "Hi, Nate," I said softly, smiling at him. "Do you remember me?" He looked confused, but then nodded, realizing who I was. I was not afraid of him in the least, though my friends were. I was afraid of the consequences of being in his room. He had done no wrong, but his father had been keeping him locked away, and would surely punish us for visiting his son's prison. My friends left and continued on to Costco, while I turned back and returned to the house. We left Nate alone, still chained to the bedpost, though it nagged at my conscience and made my heart ache. I was afraid of making his father even more angry, because I knew when he found out we had passed through Nate's room, he would be furious. I saw my friends enter Costco, which was dark and chaotic. Items and food were scattered about, and shadowy figures, which I knew were other survivors, fought over what remained. Screams and shouts punctuated the blackness, and two men wrestled over some canned soup. A woman quickly ushered her children down an aisle, each of them clutching a box of cereal, in hopes that they would not be assailed. My friends somehow avoided this, and were squatting down next to a jumble of soda bottles, some of which were still in the wholesale boxes they had came in, others scattered on the concrete. While two other survivors fought tooth and nail for a box of Oreos nearby, my friends calmly discussed which kind of soda they should take. One stated that she preferred peach, while the other was leaning towards grape. It was almost comical to watch them, amidst the chaos and terror, discussing which flavor of a nonessential food item they should choose. When they had made their choice, they brought back their spoils, beaming and showing me armfuls of grape soda. I was less than pleased, trying to get them to understand that we could not live off of soda. They eventually agreed to go back as long as they could keep the soda, and I insisted that they not take the passageway again. They obliged and went outside, walking to the store and chattering cheerfully. When the balcony of Nate's room, which appeared to be floating in the air, suspended by the passageways, came into sight, I knew something was very wrong. Nate's father was standing on the balcony with a shotgun in his hands. He screamed at my friends, yelling and cursing, and as he did so, a horde of giraffes came out of the trees and attacked them, killing Sam. It was all very sudden, and quite horrifying. My other friend, Isabella, who had survived, fled and returned to the house, where I was waiting. She was calm and collected, and when I asked where Sam was, she indifferently replied that she did not know. She did not seem sad or shaken in the least, but when I figured out that my other friend had been killed, I was grief stricken and began to sob uncontrollably. She apparently felt nothing after watching her close friend being brutally murdered by animals with hooves the size of dinner plates. I woke up, crying, and was relieved to discover that my friend was not actually dead, because it had all been a dream.
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Fragment: I was walking through a deserted hallway that was brightly lit by sunlight streaming in through the windows, towards a large empty dining hall that was also illuminated by natural light. The hallway seemed a bit frightening and made me slightly apprehensive, as though someone was slowly following me, but the dining hall, which had no tables or chairs, seemed to be a very pleasant place that I was eager to reach. Dream 1: I had a dream that I dreamt that my fish had died, but when I woke up from the dream within my dream, I checked on him and saw that he was alive. Dream 2: I had another dream in which I was on top of a small grassy hill next to a tiny lake people were swimming in. On this hill there was an odd and dilapidated bamboo structure, like a fence of some sort, that encompassed a small rectangular area and had a rickety gate. I had hung my socks and jacket on the structure so that they would dry in the cold breeze; I had gone swimming in the lake briefly with a friend. My friend Patrick and I then went inside the fence and my friend pulled a dead turtle from where it had been wedged between the pieces of wood, and showed it to me. I suggested that he preserve it. Dream 3: I was in my freshman English class, which was my favorite class that year, and the teacher, who I admired and thought was wonderful, was there. My old classmates were there as well, and we were all sitting as if it were a normal day of class. The teacher then asked to collect an assignment that I had thought was due in a few weeks, but everyone else had it completed and handed it in. When she came to collect my paper, I woke up.
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Fell asleep: 1:20 A.M. Woke up: 8:05 A.M. 6 hours 27 minutes sleep last night 5 hours 25 minutes restful sleep 1 hours 2 minutes restless sleep 84 % restful sleep Fragment: Escaped a cave (inspired by a game I'm playing IWL), going through multiple look-alike rooms to find mine, dad was in the dream at some point, I hid beside my bed from the people looking for me, I tried a bit of something someone was making (some kind of sweet), I did something on my Kindle but I can't remember what now. There was more, but I stayed up late trying to get something done and slept too deep to care about remembering. u_u Wakeup times: 5:55 A.M. for 15 minutes 7:03 A.M. for a minute
I had a dream about monkeys and polar bears. For some reason our family/friends decided it was a good idea to let a polar bear wander around our house and yard/park area. I didn't like it. I felt it was a disaster waiting to happen. I learned real quick that if you laid down on the ground the polar bear would come sit on you. I was sure that if someone hadn't pushed it off it would have then decided to eat me. (Why was this a good idea to have a polar bear?) At some point in the dream I was carrying around monkeys. I also remember losing my camera and trying to find it around this dirt pits. Later we were building an enclosure for the polar bear (my idea, I'm sure). We were trying to get the last of the tall metal fencing up, but he bear kept trying to get out. This was a somewhat stressful dream. I also remember a dream fragment of a tall man sillouetted on a road. I knew he was important.
I'm on vacations with my family, the path we're walking on it made to simulate a forest, but it's fake, like an amusement park. We walk between the well integrated attractions, looking around. Other the limits of the fake tree I catch a glimpse of a castle in full gothic architecture, all high spires and graceful arcs, in light gray stones and slab roofs. I décide to try and go there, and my family follow. We push past the fake trees into the remants of a real forest, with moss and ashes everywhere. On the trail we're following, there's a square tower, with a large wooden door, locked. I easily scale the wall and enter it through a window. It's an house, and I start exploring it. The ground level is a diing room with a dark wood flooring, the furniture old but loved. A rickety staircase, almost a ladder, leads up to a TV room with a large, nest-like sofa taking up most of the room, making it nest-like and confy. On the far wall, there's a opening that lead into a bathroom; I can make out the sink and a tiny bit of shower curtain. I take a ladder to the next level and find another dining room, with armchairs and a big window overlooking the forest. I climb up the wall and end up under the roof in a bedroom; the whole floor is the cushy and confy, and there's a lot of pillows, the whole room in effectively the bed. There are a couple off roof windows, making the room sunny. I try to climb up into the roof itself but it keeps elongating, closing around me and making it difficult to breath and move.
Okay, normally I say that I'm with Hannah because she's my girlfriend but this is a different story, and I was with a friend and and I was with another girl. I can't really describe where I was it kept changing, sometimes a house sometimes a bout. I'm with this, I notice that I have been with her before by the way I feel. I actually like her for some odd reason. There was a man, not sure what he looked like, but he threatened to bomb surrey! I was so made up with the idea I loved it! We are talking about where he placed the bomb, he said he placed it by a couple of Windows and approximately 9 people would die, I thought there was going to be alot more but I was happy with 9. So I was just waiting for it to go off, then I suddenly see this image that it went off.... it felt good. I asked a very awkward question to the Man, "are they dead"? The dream shifted again, back to relationships, I dont know what the girl looked like but she was trying to tease me about someone else, but I wasn't really bothered. We was talking about breaking up and what would happen if we did, I had a image in my head that I said she could keep my clothes but when we break up I take them right back off her.
I was in school. I felt really ill and wanted to get back home quicker. I went to my head teacher and gave her a note from parents that I'll have to get out quicker this day. She was hesitating if she should let me go or not, but in the end I went out of classroom. I met our religion teacher and told him that I won't be able to conduct the lesson. I went downstairs to cloakroom and heard an alarm - everyone was escaping the school. Next day I felt better and went to school. On a lesson with my head teacher we were analyzing a text of some unknown author. She said "From the text we can see that the author had a terrible writing style and gigantic ego."
Morning of April 19, 2016. Tuesday. There is some very intense sensuality and lovemaking several times throughout this dream of the type that leaves me intrigued, but it also has a science-fiction-like plot. I seem to be some sort of watchman (in mostly casual clothes; no uniform) for a particular unknown and unfamiliar city in possibly the distant future. It has something to do with making sure no one goes near or uses any reactors, along with things relating to electricity and “old” technology. There is a point at which I discover someone had started to utilize a reactor and I go to investigate. It seems that time had somehow shifted or I am in the “wrong” town. A man (unknown) in a policeman’s uniform (including a helmet) tells me that the town is going to utilize the reactor when I warn them it is against the present federal laws and that there may be radiation that will make many people ill over time. He does not agree and asks me for identification. He even pulls a gun on me. We argue a bit and I continue to tell him that it is my responsibility to be a watchman of this town. Finally, after he makes a couple other comments, I just firmly say “No…no…I am the ultimate authority here! I am!” and shoot him in the forehead twice. The people do not really react but the reactor is shut down. (As a reactor would represent conscious energy entering the dream, not lucidity but possibly just waking up, it seems I prefer to stay in the dream state at this point.) There is a (one of several) lovemaking scene with Zsuzsanna with me on my back in an outside area, seemingly on concrete and near a man-made river. One human witness appears. There are also several wild animals nearby; lions and bears and such. I say, trying to sound somewhat friendly, “aw…go away now…” but the person just stands there looking at us curiously until the large wild animals flee from my louder voice and knock them over (into the river) on their way to jumping into the river to “escape” me. They transform into a cluster of large but variously-sized bubbles sailing across the surface of the water to the opposite side. When they transform back, they are all mixed up. I even see a giant skinny frog (about five feet tall) and an oversized male plumed basilisk (about half the size of the frog). They seem to be struggling to pull themselves out of the water. Some of them are still “half-bubble” and a bit melted-looking. I am not sure if any but the frog makes it. In another lovemaking scene, Zsuzsanna is younger and has a raised butterfly pattern (flight symbol though there is no lucidity at any point) on her back (not a tattoo image, just raised skin which I mostly feel rather than actually see). In another scene, I am indoors and there are several different females, all unattractive and seemingly arrogant as they lounge about. One is standing at the front of the room like a leader of some sort. A couple of them make sarcastic remarks about me not finding them pleasant to be with, but I pull out a gun and shoot them in the same manner (in the forehead, twice) as the guard from the earlier part of my dream. One of the females seems about six feet tall and is almost completely round and lying on her side on an elevated (about five inches or so) trapezoidal section of the floor. Finally, a young version of Zsuzsanna appears and seems concerned. I tell her that there is nothing for her to be concerned about and we hug intimately and say “okay” back and forth a few times. This is a transition point (a partial awakening and my dream shifting to a different one) that represents unity and coalescence (dream self merging back into whole conscious self). Of all the different types of dream events, hugging has always seemed the most intimate and peaceful, even healing in nature and is much better than the falling transition in my opinion. I shift to a surreal scene in an unknown apparently elevated city (the time seeming to be mid-afternoon) with someone on a unicycle (my left) and a dwarf in some sort of pedal car (my right). I seem to be on a skateboard or possibly just floating along on air in standing position. We all seem happy and the other two are sort of singing gleefully. We are suddenly blocked by a chain-link fence (liminal space between dreaming and waking). A man about eight feet tall (on the other side of the fence and representing my emergent consciousness in this case) in a 1940s suit and very thin (and reminding me of a thinner version of Lurch from “The Addams Family” with an essence of the Apple Droppers from “Yellow Submarine”, the latter being a downsized waking transition “warning”, that is, the dreamer as a potential falling apple), not menacing at all, cordially opens the gate for us. We continue to ride along but soon see that the edge of the street and sidewalk just stop (like a cliff), thus the fence was more for pedestrian safety it seems. The view of the rest of the city is in the distance and far below. The two other dream characters cannot stop in time and go riding off the edge and shout “Whoa!” and hover in midair for a very short time before falling (like in a cartoon). I feel a sense of hilarity and feel only a vague sense of falling even though I had not gone over the edge (final waking transition event) and seem to now somehow be on a unicycle at the waking point. I find it hilarious that the two other dream characters went suddenly falling instead of me experiencing the direct waking mechanism. This has happened before and I always find it silly and amusing, almost like a “glitch” in the waking process where “I am” (dream self perspective and identity) is for whatever reason instead rendered as “you are” (projected affirmation to a secondary character) even as the transition occurs.
5.20 Game, set and match I'm standing on ...... (it looks like a treadmill like you see in a gym). I'm looking in front of me because I have to watch something that is going on there, I'm playing some kind of game. ML is with me. He is standing very close behind me, wants my attention. I don't want to give him any because I have to focus on the game. He talks to me, flirts, puts his hands on my hips and tries to pull me close. I'm not interested but don't want to bluntly reject him. There is a little blond girl (between one and two years old) that I do want to give attention to. I smile at her and she smiles back and puts her arms out towards me. I pick her up and hug her. I love her so much, I feel the love flowing through me and it makes me so happy to hold her on my arm, see how she enjoys being with me. I won the game, and think: Game, set and match!
I am with my mother, my father, my sister and a cousin. We have to go somewhere urgently. We go by car, I'm driving. At one point, I realize that we are all in the middle of an intersection which is dangerous, besides we're not in a car. So I insist that we should all get in the car again, although I do not see the car anywhere. I see cars going very fast down the road and afraid we run over us. Then I see my mother wears a strange hat, she decided to leave on one side of the road and my cousin climbs by an embankment very agile and quickly and incorporated into a wide road and in good condition. The rest of the party were on a narrow road and is spoiled, I see a big truck comes and I think it is going to cause an accident (I feel overwhelmed). The truck stops before arriving where we are and nothing happens.
I can't sleep. One of those night's I guess, Why can't my life be a romance story? Why can't I end up w/ the one I adore so bad and why doesn't she notice me? Why do she overlook the way I crave to have her both physically and mentally. Why can't we piss each other off to the point of almost seperating then I win her over w/ a sweet apology that sweeps her off her feet? Im in the wrong era looking for something that doesn't exist. Movies aren't real I guess that's what hurts. Reality is what's real & what's real is that life doesn't always work in your favor. The harsh reality of life !
Competition night #9 Not the greatest recall. 1) I was watching as a car drove into a large puddle in the dip in the road. I was following. The driver got stuck and the car was very deep in the water. He swam out of the car and I watched another man swim out to rescue him. I had some discussion with a police officer and noticed that the puddle was now drained and some dry road had appeared. I was driving a four wheel drive vehicle but I can't remember much more about the dream, although I know it went on much longer. 2) I was at university halls of residence and I had to get past a bouncer to get back into the building. I think we were packing up. Someone asked me if I had a whiteboard.
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