29.09.2016 (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID My heart was beating fast. I kept still and felt SP set in. I had HIs about Paula being mad at me, and something about a massage class. I plugged my nose, I could breathe. I stood up and walked around my room. It was really dark. I kept getting pulled back to bed. I looked through the window and wanted it to be day time. I pulled an ocarina from my pocket and tried to play the Sun's Song. First, it was just air blowing through it, no sound. I told myself I could do it, and tried again. This time I played it perfectly. As I played it, I got pulled backwards and through a hallway. I kept playing the song and eventually was at my room again. I saw the Sun come up. I flew through the window and landed across the street. I looked at my hands, I had 6 fingers, one of them seemed dislocated. I sat down and felt the concrete. I walked around touching different things. I remembered ETWOLD talking about exploring one's consciousness during LDs. I sat on the grass and started thinking about that. I realized I wasn't sure what I was supposed to think about other than the fact that I could think clearly and knew this was all created by me. A black truck sped past me and I perceived them as being evil. I started flying and the truck came back. I charged a Kienza (see below) but it ended up being an old friend driving the truck. I remembered my goal. I started looking in the sky for Kami's Lookout. I saw it far away. I started flying at full speed and reached it right away. I started climbing Karim's Tower, and as I reached the top saw him in his house leaning against a wall. He looked just like in TV, except real-life. Kami's Lookout was above me. I took a leap upwards and climbed its side. I looked through a window and saw Kami resting on a chair, eyes closed. I kept climbing and reached the lookout area. It was much smaller than on the cartoon. Mr Popo (see below) was there, smiling. He told me to follow him. We went inside and he gave me a blindfold. Tonka, my dog, was there. Mr. Popo told me to take Tonka to the kitchen, and then meet him in the basement to begin my training. I wanted to ask where Goku was, but woke up. Kienza Mr Popo
29.09.2016 (MILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I did a WBTB from 4:00am to 4:20am. I intended to do MILD and/or WILD. I had a hard time falling asleep the first 10 minutes, until I switched positions. I kept reminding myself I would realize I was dreaming in the next half hour. I was at a pool party with my girlfriend and some family friends. Chris was there, I was happy to see him; he hadn't grown much since the last time I saw him. Astrid complained that I gave her a hot glass of water. I remembered there was something I needed to do. I grabbed my car and started driving. It was night time. I ran through a "red light" there weren't really any lights but I knew I wasn't supposed to go. The sky looked dark green; I remembered my mom mentioning there would be northern lights tonight, and also that there would be a storm. As soon as I thought of that, a huge storm set upon. It was thundering constantly and the wind was blowing ferotiously. I kept driving, I was a bit scared. The view itself was amazing, the contrast of the green sky and the thunders was a mix of scary and beautiful that I had never imagined. As I was driving over a bridge, it collapsed. I kept my foot on the gas hoping for the best, and next thing I know I'm back at the pool party. I instantly remember that it was remembering to become lucid what I was trying to remember. I got too excited and entered the void. I remember reading about spinning or running recently to exit the void. I started running and could feel my feet on theground. I kept doing that until I found myself in bed, feet in the air moving back and forth. I stood up and did a RC. I looked around my room and decided I would exit through the door. As I approached the door, I heard a loud growl to my left and something attacked me.
I'm now struggling with recalls after days of super detailed dreams. Dream (non lucid): I died because of electrocution by testing a Christmas tree. My vocalizing the fact awoke my girlfriend. I reality checked just in case of a false awakening, but I was awake for real. Dream (non lucid): I was a woman. And I was in prison. I don't remember a lot about it but there was a room called "the last room" that was looking like a Church where instead of have a confession with a priest you could speak to a lawyer. But I was a woman and didn't become lucid. Meh.
Yesterday was no recall due to waking life stress. Thankfully today I had some nice recall. Fairly mundane but still interesting and fun. (early) + [actually, in retrospect, sort of an epic! Long, multi-scene] sitting at my desk in class, like in high school. The teacher is lecturing and I don't have my notebook, it's across the room. I'm trying to remember what he says because I know we'll be tested on it. He starts asking a question or saying something really important and I leap up and go across the room, grab my notebook, and return to my desk and start furiously taking notes. A girl sitting on my right is really annoyed that I'm taking notes, literally writing down what he says. I write down the words the teacher is saying, and one of the words wraps around from one line to the beginning of another one. The girl is staring daggers at me and my notebook, and I write a smiley in the book to tease her. I think of drawing a penis to get her to stop, then I decide against it, but continue thinking how I should draw it: foreskin? No foreskin? How would I draw the tip? Then someone in my class is saying my full name "X....Y...Z...!" out loud. I've been suggested/elected for something? I decide to make a deal with the teacher. "OK, " I say, "but if <some condition happens>....then we get to hold a PIZZA PARTY!" All the student in the class cheer, yelling "Yeah!". I'm in a pool playing water polo. The ball comes my way, but a player on the opposing team picks it up and holds it up out of the water. I quickly zip to him and strike the ball out of his hand, shooting it directly into the opposing goal which is not far away. I cheer and my teammates cheer with me. More plays ensue, and struggle for the ball in front of the opposing team's goal. I get out of the water and talk with people. I'm thinking about getting with some girls I know. I'm in my swim suit, and I need to get dressed. I'm trying to pull on some shorts, hopping on one leg, and need to head to the bus. On the bus, I decide I want to go find (former jr high girlfriend, MaBo). I walk down the aisle of the bus, which takes a 90 degree turn to the left at one point, and continues on straight. I go around the corner and look for her. I find her [doesn't look right] sitting with a girl from band, P (who's also busty). The band girl is sitting practically right on top of MB's lap, facing her. They both look up at me as I approach. I decide to make some small talk, "Hey, what did you think of the game [water polo?]". Off the bus people are mingling in groups. I come to the conclusion that I want to get really serious with MB. I've been holding back but I decide that I could have sex with her. We're still going out but she may leave me because of my moving too slow "around the bases." I decide to go full-steam ahead and resolve to find her and tell her that I'm ready to get down to business. Then I see/hear someone say that she's been kissing/holding hands with TeLe, a neighborhood boy. I get a glance of a group of them, including MB looking good in a sleeveless top, sitting next to TL on a couch. Am I too late? I stand on the side of the couch. TL gets up and I say "Hey, man, haven't seen you in ages!" We shake hands. I ask him "have you seen DD?" He doesn't say anything but stands facing me and keeps holding my hand. I think we've been holding hands too long now and it's starting to make me uncomfortable. I leave this area with some gruff older guy. He's teasing me/grilling me about MB, that she is taking advantage of me. I say it was back in 7th grade [actually pretty close, 8th], and I say that I'm going to be playing with he awesome boobs. He says "yeah, they were, but they're probably (super saggy) now". That may be, but I still intend to have fun with her. (middle) +(f) down on the floor with my old dog "L". He's frisky. He may bite me so I hold his muzzle in my hand +(f, vague) doing something with people outside? (later, after SSILD and WILD attempt) + sitting on a couch with people around, I'm trying to figure out which girl I'm going to be with. There has been my steady one, does she still want to be with me? She stands up with a group and moves to the table, I decide to follow and also stand up, thinking that I'm leaving something behind where I've been sitting but I don't care. The two girls and others head to the tables. One girl sits at one table, and another sits at a different table. Great, I think, they've split up and I have to decide, I can't be near both. I go to the one to the left and lean over her and whisper ask if she wants me to be with her, she indicates yes, and I'm happy and sit down next to her.
First part of the night are hummmmm more of awarness than dreams. 'I am a tunnel flowing' Flowing threw many dreams like pages in a book 'I am the back and forth' 'I am linking the pages' 'I'm a 'you' ne 'verse'' 'I'm the tunnel and the song, I'm the pages of a story' (This was all just very visual I have no body and it's not really describable - It's very familiar though I'm often a tunnel or looking at stuff in them. Sun dream - I was in dark forest and he (sun) spoke to me asked me to come to him... I told him I wasn't sure how. I he replied, I needed to find a puddle with the moons reflection in it and then jump in! The forest was damp and there were puddles, so I found a puddle with the moon shining in and jumped. The sun was behind me, I couldn't look... I'd been made so I could hear and feel but it would still be to bright for my eyes to see. I stayed a while being warmed and talking we talked about stuff like earth and tunnels - it was really nice - Dream after was a big adventure, we were waiting for a ferry to travel north across the sea. First we had to find box's to pack stuff in.... we were driving round a wired city in an old car hunting for box's before the ferry arrived... (kids kept waking me up at this point so it was jumbled and broken)
I drempt all night, even first falling asleep... I was talking to people it seemed very real but the second I woke up I'd forgotten. There was diploid and haploid cells swapping fast between the 2 states... it looked very quantum as it was making wired shapes. - Next dream was a family home (again this was mums side) It's a row of houses, some of them are let and 2 are being renovated, I'm there to make flower fairy's!! I'm sitting in the middle of all this modern building work making fairies and pixi's out of flower petals and bits of twigs. They look amazing! One is a white pan type character made from daisy petals. The building is haunted, and wired things keep happening to people there - I can't experience it unless I make a huge effort to engage with the people experiencing it on a different level. The building works not meeting it's potential but as it's a collaboration I'm limited in how much I can influence it, I'm just there to make the fairys. - Cells again, this time swapping between 2 and 4 not the numbers but quantity's they are vibrating between the 2 and 4.... these are more observations that dreams. Dream again. Starts in the newsagents were I worked as a kid (This building also belonged to one of my mam's sisters) I go into the shop and threw to the store room to get the key for the flat above. There is an extra floor above and I'm going to live there. I go up into the flat and go to sleep, in the dream dream I can reach the top floor. The top floor is a huge grass plain, I'm a member of a native tribe, I think I'm a seer and have mainly shaved head. There is a tribe elder, he's taken over the plain but he's a descent person and just wants to be a voice for his people. There is another character, like a sheriff/police man... the leader and this guy cut a deal, but we know it won't be kept. The terms are in a small leather pouch filled with white sheep's wool. The sheriff is watching the tribe threw a camera that keeps flicking into a gun. As they break the promise ours vanishes too and the world/plain fills with water/sea. It's really deep, sea like a flood. We are below the waves now... walking on the surface of the sea, we have sticks attached to the sticks long thin chains and attached to them are small flowers each with a lit candle in. The flowers float on the surface of the sea.. ... they are like the type floated in remembrance in some county's but we are below the sea attached to them... making them 'flow'
1) Flying - very fast and good visual detail. I had some sort of superpowers. I flew down into a roon and there was a film being shown outside, the sound was very loud, a man walked into the room. He was impatient and I though "can't he see who I am, I'm floating above the ground?". Then I was outside and there was a disturbance, and a fight, I saw someone's leg being ripped off and he was killed, there was no blood. The killer ran off. I examined the body parts, they had writing on and were plastic he was obviously a robot. A policeman appeared I put my hands up I was the obvious suspect in a murder. The policeman smiled at me, looked me in the eye and shot me at point blank range. I woke into a hypnopompic state, I could feel pain in my chest where I had been shot and I knew I was in the afterlife, and thought that it is just like a dream and thought if I can just control it then I can escape. I couldn't think what to do, maybe try rubbing my hands together. Instead I felt large wooden sticks in my hands and banged them together, then thought I might wake my wife up (I was half awake, aware I was in my bed), they were very noisy. Then I woke up properly. 2) I was watching in a third party way myself and a girl in a large white plastic bag floating down a fast river. There was some reason for this, we were on a journey. The girl got out and we were in a building. She dries out her possessions which were in plastic wallets but had still got wet. There were a few rooms around, and some other people. There was a TV on in a room that we could see but we were told that we couldn't watch it. it was some sort of prison. 3) Walking down 8 flights of stairs (in a department store?). Hard marble stairs. 4) In a chemist shop looking for throat sweets. I couldn't find any but looked through all sorts of other stuff on the shelf. My wife was stood at the door I told her I was going somewhere else to find some throat sweets.
28/9/16 Fragment: Some sort of romantic incident Fragment: Maybe something about basketball
27/9/16 Dream 1: Multiplayer game, fighting against Greek gods maybe, three stage dungeon, complete first two but dream ends before the third one Dream 2: Discussing conspiracy theories over tv and presidential debates with somebody.
26/9/16 Dream 1: Playing in a grand final, only half the team shows up though Dream 2: Part of a vampire hunting team or something, go in a tower and fight a group of them. We struggle initially and leave to try and find some reinforcements before coming back. The tower was at one end of a long street, with semi-gothic houses along each side and a mine entrance at the opposite end.
25/9/16 Dream 1: I was at a sort of video game conference thingy playing a game with someone Fragment: In a trailer/caravan, talking about stuff
non-lucid My dream was so complicated that I couldn't hold on to it. But that's okay.
(This may seem exaggerated, but most of this is actually true from what I recall) I was on my computer, playing a videogame, presumably Overwatch by the characters. I was regularly playing as Winston until I faded into a classroom. Confused, I looked around to see it had a 1800 type setting, with girls in bonnets and boys with fancy hair. My teacher wore moccasins and a Mozart wig. He was teaching us math when he looked at me and said, "Jack, please tell me what I just said, because it seems you weren't listening." I literally confusingly replied "52." He disagreed and nodded his head to the side in disappointment as he pulled out a rusty radio and pushed a button, when the radio said "53 is the correct answer to this question." Unfortunately, my curiosity on why he had such technology in a classic era lead to me appearing in an asylum-like setting. From my memories, I was a janitor sweeping blood off of the marble floor. I started hearing odd noises, giggles and whines, as I looked to my side to see a hallway. I slowly walked up to it when a doll popped out and looked me dead in the eyes. It screamed and jiggled its body rapidly and I just stood there petrified. I couldn't take anymore of it, as I commited suicide in the dream by jumping off of the balcony of the mental asylum. One last memory I have is standing in the middle of a war; an intergalactic one. UFOs, Star Destroyers, and spaceships flew around shooting at each other. I had a gun in my hand, and at this point, I completely realized that this was all a dream. However, I was too lazy to just continue the dream, since I was still kind of traumitized from the segment before. So I did what I could and shot a couple of people, until I put the rifle to my head and shot myself. My dream ended abruptly and I woke up confused, but just went back to sleep.
I am a scientist; short, and dressed in a white lab coat. My basement is a concrete laboratory in which I am testing wormholes. The black hole is generated. I throw a penny into it in order to see if it works, my eyes fixated on the camera I had set up at a location in the desert. A wormhole appears, just as I suspected, and consumes all the sand in the area, and I notice a single penny come out of the wormhole. All of a sudden, sand fills my basement; the black hole dissipated into some weird black mechanical ball with buttons. I barely manage to escape with the strange device without being suffocated. After splitting the ball, a massive, complex, and utterly green wireframe is revealed. "I... I solved all of humanity's problems!" I shouted, laughing. An unspecified many years later, there is a space station with the words, "<my name that you probably don't know> memorial: a History of Faster Than Light Travel," engraved on a sign attached to the top(according to my perspective) of the space station. After that, it's a rather slow fade back into reality ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm glad I had this dream; it taught me a lot about the desire I had apparently hidden deep in my subconscious, away from even myself. Specifically, the thirst that I only knew about after having this dream, the deep, utterly human desire to be recognized with respect from doing something that I love to do. I don't generally like any attention, but this dream made me realize that, even I , the silent little weirdo who would always distance myself from others, wanted to be recognized, no matter how much I believe otherwise.
I'm walking through a party full of sleeping people on couches, looking for a free space to lie down. This place belongs to my family, but at the moment I'm a guest like any other. One of my sisters notices me and gets up from her space, leaving it to me; the man she'd been sleeping with gradually curls up around me in her place. It's comfortable. The part of me that's aware this is a dream appreciates how realistic he feels. Outside a window, the scenery is moving. I decide this is because we're on a train, but I'm aware of the rationalization. I become semi-lucid and enjoy the scenery for a while. There's a great cloud funnel something like a tornado, but rolling along the ground like a great wheel stretching between heaven and earth. It's very beautiful. But now that I've thought of it as a tornado, it stops behaving like a wheel and behaves like a tornado instead - which is less interesting, but still very beautiful. I watch one tornado after another moving in the distance, growing closer, passing in front of the train, until it starts to feel like a danger, and I'm aware this could become a nightmare. I speak a prayer to a goddess until it stops feeling like a nightmare. This causes the man who'd been sleeping to take notice of me; he's aware I don't belong in his dream. He starts talking, asking me questions which I don't answer. He's pleasant to listen to, and I'm a little annoyed because I know I'm not going to remember anything he's saying to me once I wake up. I make the effort to focus on his words to try to memorize something, but I only end up hearing the sounds instead of the meaning behind them. Eventually he stops speaking. He's left; his body's still here, but nobody's home, and I believe the dream will get rid of it at the next opportunity. The train passes through a tunnel, going dark, and when the room lights up again his body is gone. I leave the train and continue with non-lucid dreams.
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