I tried to DEILD 3 or 4 times last night, didn't go as I planned but after I had this dream in about to post I woke up and kept my eyes closed and body still. (Getting use to waking up like this first before I actually reneter). I remember being in a room with strangers and pornhuh was on the screen and I started rambling on, the dream shifted and I'm In in some room, I'm talking to gab and she is telling me about her astral projection experiences then she dissapeared then another person told me about theirs and it changed once again and we was talking about call ot duty and the guns then suddenly as I look behind mr all of scopes and silencers and pinned onto something and I was thinking why no one has robbed any of them yet because I was thinking a out taking them myself, then book, wake up.
Morning of April 26, 2016. Tuesday. I am on a raft made of logs of which is floating on a body of water, but I am unsure if it is implied to be the ocean, a lake, or a wide river (though ocean seems the most likely). Over time, I notice a few empty rafts in the distance on each side of me, though more to my right. My dream becomes somewhat abstract. I try to use the raft as a trapdoor to flip it over to enter another realm. Flipping my raft (part manual effort, part mental effort) makes the other rafts in the distance automatically flip in unison with mine, though I somehow remain atop my raft when it flips. The implied “doorway” under each raft is black and seemingly without the presence or essence of water. I know that I am trying to wake up or at least enter a clearer level of awareness within the dream state even without viable lucidity. Going down into the water as well as the supposed dark “doorway” would imply dream induction. Still, I try for several minutes and eventually notice Zsuzsanna on a different raft. I get the impression that flipping my raft will send me through the implied portal up and onto her raft as a mostly subliminal act of “retuning” to our bed. This works and I am with her, by her side, and quickly wake. This is the first time (at least in recent memory) that a dream rendered a raft as a “door” (or as potential doorway waking symbolism). It makes sense though, as the water body implies going deeper into unconsciousness and a raft additionally implies autosymbolism of our bed, and again, was even perceived as such by my dream self.
Bedtime around 23.30 Wake up around 06.30 I'm walking into a supermarket it seems, together with my girlfriend. I think we're holding hands. She wants to have something (hair bands I think), but she doesn't feel like holding it, so she clasps them underneath the backside of my... bra? [I'm a very not bra wearing type of guy]. I don't fully realise it. We continue walking towards the exit and the anti theft detection gates go off. I'm surprised by it. We stand around for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. A white woman with short hair approaches us. She's probably in her 40s and is a bit bitchy. I think she's the store manager and she is 'detaining' us. My girlfriend quickly walks back into the store for her 2 small beer bottles she forgot (huh?). The woman takes us with her. Fuck. This woman is a total bitch so we won't get off without a fine and a record. I can't have a record. Then I can't work for the government. It's all my girlfriend's fault really, I'm just caught up in the mess. But I don't want to throw my girlfriend under the bus like that. The woman leads us into a backroom.
25/4/16 Dream 1: I had a dream where I had woken up recalling two earlier dreams, both featuring a giant character who may or may not have been made from fire/lava. Dream 2: A whole bunch of people were whingeing about the upcoming Hearthstone expansion, complaining that it was horribly imbalanced and that only getting the latest set of packs in arena would destroy the game and stuff like that. Dream 3: I was on a plane and getting really bad service from an air hostess (or whatever the PC term is now hehe), she was spilling drinks on me and ignoring me and so forth. Fragment: Going to university to download something instead of doing it at home cause it was big.
My dream recall has been off lately, as in not workin at all.. must be stress from finals... Suggestions are welcome
Preface: I do not smoke marijuana. However, I attended a concert the night before, and almost the entire crowd was smoking. My sister and I were exposed to the second hand smoke, so I guess it was a contact high, although I didn't feel high. However, when I got home around midnight I was really hungry, lol. I had a very peaceful sleep and a lucid dream. I was pleasantly surprised. This is the longest lucid dream I've had in a long time, and though people are saying that marijuana doesn't aid in dream work, I think I might actually have to disagree. Let me reiterate that I don't smoke mj and am by no means an advocate, so you can see how this is honestly puzzling to me. I also have very conservative beliefs when it comes to drugs and things that alter reality or control- although i do not judge others or hold them to my beliefs. DR 1 I was in a large house, moving around from room to room. There were things I had to do- errands, chores, find things, put thins in their place. When I was done, I started looking for more things to do, making up things as I went along. It seemed like the dream was repeating itself, only it was me- going in a circle, creating a cycle. Upon completing the last cycle, I realized- "hey! I don't have anything else to do because this is a dream!" And in that instant I was lucid. I decided to jump through the floor to get to the level below. I expected it to happen fast- but it wasn't like anything I expected. I jumped on the floor kind of hard (or so I thought it was) but I landed super soft and kind of melted or floated down through the floor, landing very softly. That was totally unexpected. I began to get really excited. I saw some windows in front of me on the lower level and I approached them. Green, green grass was outside- a huge lawn. No people were there, until I thought of them. When I thought of people they appeared, passing by, and I began making crazy gestures for them to see me, to make sure they saw me, acting crazy because I knew it was a dream and I had control of it.
I kept dreaming that I was asleep. Or seeing myself asleep. I kept waking up hour after hour with this dream repeating.
Preface: I have been preoccupied with family situations, thinking a lot about the future and possible futures. I think I have been concerning myself with these kinds of things lately, as evidenced by my dreams. I have not gotten much sleep. I did not concentrate on awareness today and so I did not recall more than one dream. DR 1 I dreamt about being with a family...a little girl and two boys. We are outside In the countryside. There is open sky, and there are fields of green everywhere. The little girl is angry at me, I am trying to console her, because she only wants to go home. We see a plane fly by above us. I try to encourage the girl to stay and watch the plane. But then then suddenly, the plane falls out of the sky! We are startled. Then-.half the sky turns off. It’s as if someone has hit a light switch, but only on half of the sky (right side from where we are standing). I become very concerned about our safety. Everything is dim, so I tell the kids we will all go to the house together. We travel by foot to a little cabin. I get them inside. The girl is obviously the first one inside, because she’s wanted to go home so bad. And we stay there...I use the toilet while the kids are getting ready for bed. I am mostly just trying to figure out what to do. I start looking around the house for a short wave radio, or anything I could possibly communicate with. Instead, I find small miniature jukebox , which is of no help but is somehow comforting. I am reminded of days when I was younger and remember about A-track and cassette tapes. Anyway, I am fumbling in the kitchen when I awake... Side Notes: It seemed so real when the plane went down and the sky got dark. Iw as scared but I went into protective mode...There was no time to feel real fear. Thinking back, I was very afraid, but more afraid to show it I think. Somehow in the dream I feel like I'm a father, not a mother.
Updated 04-26-2016 at 01:31 AM by 90223
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