I didn't record this dream and don't recall much of it. I had seen or become aware of a life-size Hatsune Miku doll; maybe from the Internet. I wanted the doll, but there was only one and someone had already bought it. For some reason, I had the ability to travel to another time and location, which would cause my timeline to split, so I decided to use this ability to steal the Hatsune Miku doll from the person who bought it. I had no guilt, since the buyer would still be in the original timeline where the doll wasn't stolen, so he wouldn't know anything about what I had done. I don't recall anything about the process of stealing the doll; only being in my bedroom with the stolen Hatsune Miku doll on my bed. The bedroom was entirely different and far more luxurious than my real life bedroom; it had several windows and two doors, and was more colourful and spacious than my real life room. I also had an awareness of layout of the surrounding rooms, and had the sense that I was in some kind of videogame where I had yet to explore some of the rooms. More interestingly, the Hatsune Miku doll had become an actual living Hatsune Miku, and she was lying on my bed waiting for me! I pulled down her skirt to reveal her black and white striped underwear, and continued to remove this as well. Under her underwear, Miku had an unnaturally light and clean appearance. I took my position in missionary over her and started to have sex. She was easy to enter, yet silky smooth and super tight; I knew this was going to be good! Before I could continue, I realised that the lights were on and several windows and doors around the room were open, allowing people outside to see what I was doing, so I got up to close the windows and doors in order to get some privacy. However, I woke during this up before I could return to the action. Very disappointed. Note: I'm a pretty big fan of Hatsune Miku in real life, but I don't really find her to be sexually attractive, even after seeing a life-size version of her in PlayStation VR.
Updated 07-26-2017 at 07:27 AM by 2830
Part 1: "The Gnome Village of Neptune" (non-lucid) Thousands of years in the future, I was aboard a space station being given a tour of the facility by one of the high ranking crew members. The station was spacious and the walls were brightly lit in clean shades of sky blue and white; gravity was normal. The crew member was showing me a room in which they verified the AI systems of the self-aware robots to ensure that they wouldn't explode or otherwise pose any danger to the space station and its crew. After concluding the tour, we returned to the main hallway. I was to be sent on a mission to Neptune for a week to gather research data. The crew member pressed a glowing green button to call the elevator, and I saw two other glowing buttons; a red button and bright yellow button. I recognised the yellow button; it was a bomb that someone had accidentally left attached to the wall. I pointed this out and advised that the bomb should be removed, as it seemed likely that someone would accidentally hit the bomb button by accident when trying to call the elevator, but the crew member seemed unconcerned by this. At the top of the elevator, I entered the pod that would take me to Neptune and departed on my own. I contemplated a boring week sitting on an uninhabited rock gathering data, but my expectations were wildly subverted. Leaving the pod on arrival at Neptune, I found myself in some kind of fantastic gnome village that looked like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. Beautiful golden sunlight pierced dense trees casting odd spots of light over the dim village. I was a giant compared to the village and could easily step over the houses, hills and paths. As I walked through the village, I turned to look at what I had passed and felt compelled to take a photo of such a rare and beautiful scene, but was disappointed that I had forgot to bring my camera, so I decided to use my phone instead. As I left the village and emerged through the trees into the daylight, I became aware that I was in some kind of theme park; the gnome village was simply a model village in the park. There was no-one to be seen and the park seemed to be closed. A concrete path lead to a junction that split off to the left. There were shops and fast food outlets to my right. I heard a roar that sounded like a lion down the path to my left and was fearful that the animal may not be contained since no-one seemed to be attending to the park, so I decided to continue straight on away from the sound. I suddenly felt hungry and decided to try one of the fast food outlets. The outlet was bare with the appearance of a dirty diner. There was a table at the end with two different hamburgers on it. Customers were supposed to choose a hamburger, then take it to the counter to get fries, a drink and pay the bill. A customer in front of me took one of the burgers, but neither of the two burgers looked very appetising, so I declined to take the last one. This was followed by a false awakening. Part 2: "Angel Hand" (lucid) I awoke in my room to uncomfortable feelings of waves that seemed to pulsate through my head. Peering through the darkness to my right, I thought I could see the distinctive pattern of my wallpaper, but was unsure if was an hallucination caused by the strange pulsating sensation. I reached out for my tablet out of concern that may have lost it after recently taking it somewhere, but immediately recognised the feel of the screen and confirmed it was still there. Feeling off due to the pulsating waves, I began to suspect that I may still be dreaming, so I jumped out of bed to check. As I walked naked down the hallway, the motion sensor failed to trigger the light. This was my first sign. I flicked the light switch in the hallway several times to verify I hadn't accidentally cut power to the hallway light, but still go no response. Strike two. Continuing through the living room and into the kitchen, I pressed the button for the bright cool white preset. The kitchen lights came on, but instead of the bright cool white I had expected, the bulbs were a dim warm incandescent tone and were producing a strobe-like flickering effect. I was definitely dreaming! Note: my kitchen lights can produce a dim warm tone in real life, but none of the kitchen buttons are configured to do this, and the strobe effect definitely wasn't normal). Returning through the living room and hallway, I decided to go outside in search of others. Since I have better things to do when dreaming than dress myself, I left my apartment unconcerned by the fact that I was still completely naked, and walked along the balcony to the door of the next apartment. The dark of night made it difficult to see, but I immediately spotted a group sitting around a table through the clear glass of the door in a well lit lounge. As I knocked on the door, I realised that the door was already unlocked and open, so I just entered. There were several people lounging around; they seemed to be a little bit younger than me; perhaps late 20's, and I didn't recognise any of them. They seemed shocked to see me entering their apartment naked. Their reaction caused me to hesitate for a moment: "What if I wasn't dreaming and I really had just walked into my neighbours apartment naked?". I wasn't fooled though; the room layout was completely wrong so I knew it had to be a dream. Even so, their reaction nevertheless compelled me to reason with them. Guy: "What's going on!?" Me: "... I'm... just looking around for some fun..." Them: "What do you mean!?" Me: "I... This... is a dream... We're in a dream! We're lucid dreaming!" I stuttered these words, but the group behaviour suddenly shifted as I revealed to them the nature of the situation. Social barriers dissolved and people began to strip naked and get intimate with each other. I felt slightly awkward and wasn't sure how to react. Additionally, the disproportionate ratio of guys to girls left me out of the action, but then someone made a suggestion: "Let's go next door! The girls are always up for some fun over there!" Prompted by those words, I left the apartment and walked along the balcony to the next door with the group following behind me. The brightly lit room could be seen through the glass door. I knocked on the door and was answered immediately by a middle-aged woman. Instead of a home, the apartment was a spacious brightly lit rectangular office with white walls, grey carpet and no windows. To the right were four corner desks pushed together in a cross arrangement and a large empty area to the left. Each desk had a computer, paper, folders and lots of other typical office items. There were women sat at three of the four desks who appeared to be office workers. The office girls seemed to know why we were there; the nearest one directed our group to the back of the office, which lead to a narrow corridor with three open doors down each side. Through each door were identical looking small square bedrooms, brightly lit by the pale white afternoon sky through a large window on the opposite side. I could hear music playing softly from radios in some of the rooms, and had the sense that the rooms were used for giving massage. I walked down the corridor feeling excited and remembered to rub my hands together to prevent myself from waking up. I entered the last room on the right and waited for a girl to arrive. A moment after entering the room, a young naked Japanese girl followed me in and greeted me. She switched off an orange lamp near the window, which caused the room to appear cooler due to the natural light from the misty sky outside. I followed her instruction to lie down on the bed, and she began to rub her naked body against mine. As she did this, the radio abruptly stopped playing, which caused the girl to become agitated, and she stood up to fix it. As I waited for her to return, I continued rubbing my hands together in an effort to maintain the stability of the dream. A moment later, the radio began to play again and the girl returned to resume the massage. Simply rubbing my hands together suddenly seemed silly in light of the fact that I had a naked Japanese girl over me, so I began to rub the soft skin of her body instead, which seemed to be just as effective and a lot more fun! Knowing that the dream could end at any moment, I struggled to get my clothes off (I don't know when or why I had suddenly become clothed; my dreams can do weird things like that). Once my clothes were off, the girl started giving me the best hand job in the world, which was briefly interrupted when the radio stopped playing again. Before the girl was able to get up to fix it, I told her that the lack of radio didn't bother me, so she continued the hand job and the radio started playing again by itself a few seconds later. Within a few moments, her hand caused me one of the most intense orgasms of my life, which forced to into another false awakening. Part 3: "Angel Hand: The Aftermath" (non-lucid) I awoke in a small bedroom. There was a wall to my left and several beds to my right. The room was brightly lit from a window at the far right end and had light blue wallpaper. The door was immediately behind me and had been left open. I had the sense that my friends were in the house and had been sleeping in the other beds in the room, but they had already got up. I awoke facing right on the edge of the bed and noticed that the dream orgasm had caused me to shoot across the wall at the end of the bed. Out of concern that it would damage the wallpaper and my friends might see it, I immediately tried to wipe it off with my hands. I then went to find somewhere to wash my hands. The house had several bathrooms, but most of the sinks seemed to be broken or unfinished in odd ways. In one case, there was only a tap, plug hole and pipes, but no actual basin around it to contain the water. I eventually found a sink that seemed to be in a reasonable working condition, but awoke again before I could use it. After the real awakening, I was very surprised and happy to discover that this was not a wet dream, despite the intensity and realism of the experience.
A lot of what I see people complaining about on this forum is the fact that their lucid dreams don't last longer than 6-8 seconds, or that they find that they instantly wake up after becoming lucid. This is the brain's natural reaction to the dreamer waking up- as lucid dreaming is the product of your conscious mind is waking up. As a child, I had no idea what lucid dreaming was, but I found that in moments of extreme discomfort or panic within a dream- such as when I was having a nightmare or such- I was able to wake myself up by turning to face the monster and shouting "I don't want to have this dream anymore!" This was the "Nightmare escape button, if you will. The act of realising that you are within a dream is often what causes you to wake up- as the main function of a dream is to keep the brain and body in a hibernated state so that it can heal itself etc. In other words, The sole purpose of a dream is to keep the dreamer from waking up. Even when, within the dream, I make some idle comment such as "I'm dreaming, aren't I?" or "Is this a dream?", I will often shake it off. Another time, I realised that As an adult, I find that my nightmares rarely revolve around anything as obvious as monsters- so it is, in general, much harder to work out that I am dreaming. However, things that have been known to trigger this realisation are: - The inability to read. While I have succeeded in reading towards the beginning and end of dreams- i.e., when I was about to wake up, or I was only just falling asleep- the rest of the time, the part of the brain that processes writing is fast asleep. In many cases, the inability to read has been what caused me to realise that I was dreaming. - Strange clock faces Once in a dream, I looked at my clock and was shocked to realise that it was all blurry. i couldn't tell the time at all. This was what lead me to realise I was dreaming. - The ability to fly This is a tricky one. While there are plenty of times in which I have happily accepted my new superpower as fact within the dream, there have been a few times in which I looked down at my crossed legs and realised it was an "unnatural" flying position, or looked down at my bent and misshapen legs and realised that I was dreaming. Other times, I have experienced the whooping sensation of falling in the pit of my stomach- a sensation I thoroughly hate- and have found that I ended up closing my eyes and willing myself to slow the fall. It is there, suspended in midair, that I realise I am dreaming. Then, suddenly, lucid dreaming allows me to fly as fast as I like, but without any of the unpleasant side effects that come from speeding.
25Th, went to bed at 1:00am-7:20am: D: Saw my phone time fucking up and C said I'm probably dreaming, I did a reality check and realised I was. The proceeded to ask politely ask my mother to make it morning, she did so but it was still too dark just a bit so I said afternoon and she did. Thanked her and left, but didn't get far I believe because the light flickered and I got fearful and woke up. FA: Something felt off here so I did a reality check and went lucid again and found myself in a hospital of sorts, went into a room and liked the lucidity so much that I wanted it to be clearer so I started touching the chair and walls. It instantly made my sight clear and I felt more in the dream, just to make sure though I saw a drink and asked if I could have it. Nobody answered so I took a sip, it was disgustingly spicy! Sadly it looked so good though, with swirls of yellow in the pink liquid and clear on the bottom. Anyway, I said some shit about needed to become a vampire to fight a vampire and a guy came in and lead me to his home just near the place. Soon as we got outside though, the light flickered and we rushed to his house and got inside just as a madman flung himself at the door. He said don't let him in, so I locked the door and said I have more strength than you as I kicked against his shoving against the door. It finally swing open after I said that and I stumbled back and woke up. FA: Nope, still asleep I found and that was alright because I was about to go do something but I woke up again. FA: Oh ho! I thought I had awoken, but no I was still dreaming when I did a reality check. That was fine, I remembered before that I said in real life that I'd try to move on past nightmares if I had another chance. So I went downstairs in my current home and went to get a drink. Stepped outside, but got kinda scared and went back in again. Went upstairs and saw him outside near the home from my mother's window. Said something about people should wake up, but then I woke up. FA: woke up again and was like, man what a dream and then did a reality check and cursed my string of false awakenings, dream end with a rooster crow. FA: another false awakening that ended quickly when I did a reality check, the rooster crow just before I woke up. FA: into another false awakening, reality check and irritation with rooster crow at the end. FA: another false awakening, reality check, me asking mom if she's real and rooster crow at the end. FA: once again another false awakening, but after it I finally woke up for real.
"Have a lucid dream tonight!" "How to Lucid Dream in Five Minutes!" I would be the first to criticise and clown videos titled as such since I know - from 8 years of experimenting - that lucid dreaming doesn't work that way. But this morning, I had a lucid dream in about 10-15 minutes. I had only 20 minutes left before I had to get up and get ready for work, I wanted to get just some extra shut-eye because my sleep was messed up by a Series of Unfortunate Events. What I did in that 20 minutes was focus on FALLING ASLEEP. That's really all I was thinking about. I wasn't thinking about an anchor or what I was going to do in the lucid dream that would follow. My anchor by the way was me alternating between focusing on the breath(meditating) and staring through my eyelids; whichever was more comfortable in the moment. I just made sure my primary focus was falling asleep. I was having powerful hypnagogia until I felt my body able to move. It's like a visualization but more 'real' as in you can feel the senses better in the visualization. I got out of my bed to find a young woman more or less 19 with a white t-shirt and black yoga pants laying in my bed giggling. The ended there. So yeah, I had a 8 second lucid dream. Onward and Upward
Morning of July 25, 2017. Tuesday. I am in an unfamiliar room, though of which may be implied to be of our present home on W Street. There is a miniature two-storey mansion near one wall. Its appearance is unfamiliar. Still, I recognize this dollhouse as a known possession by way of a fictional backstory. It is big for a dollhouse, coming up to about the height of my waist when I am standing, though my viewpoint relevant to its size changes, especially in the last scene of my dream. I study it for seemingly a long time. I sense the presence of my family but I mainly focus on the rooms of this intriguing miniature house. I also study the outside of it, noting every detail. The main scene involves looking more closely at the back of the dollhouse as I turn it around, into the rooms on the second floor. There are three windows on the second floor of about the same size. I reach in through a window to turn a light on. The lights in all three rooms come on when I do this. I clearly feel (though cannot see from my position) the miniature light switch as a small bump that I push in the opposite orientation. It seems to be near the top of a flight of stairs. Eventually, I am aware of an unfamiliar black male to my left. Curiously, I do not see this stranger as an imposer in our home. He seems cheerful. I do not learn his name (or recall it if it was given). He talks a lot, but I cannot discern most of what he is saying. It borders on gibberish, but I do eventually understand some phrases. I know some of it relates to Leonard Bernstein and a certain supposedly rare record album of his. Looking through the middle window of the dollhouse, I see a small wooden box on the right, its shorter end adjacent to the window. Upon looking closer, I experience joy upon seeing what appear to be a number of copies of “Science Fiction Adventures” arranged vertically and facing the window. (Science Fiction Adventures was an American digest-size science fiction magazine, published from 1952 to 1954 by Science Fiction Publications.) Curiously, they seem to be of normal size (even though this would not be possible to resolve with a conscious viewpoint). I see the rare record of Leonard Bernstein that the male was talking about. It is in a room on the first floor in the back of the dollhouse, seen through the middle window. Even though it is miniature, it seems it will be of normal size when I give it to him. At this point though, it seems to be (or change into) a thick paperback book. However, he tells me to keep it, as I start to consider that he may be homeless and have no place to keep it or to read or “listen” to it. After trying to get him to accept my gift, he still seems cheerful but declines. While an aquarium (not a feature of this dream but included here for contrast) is a real-time downsized model of the unconscious mind while sleeping, a dollhouse is a real-time downsized model of the conscious mind while sleeping. This is validated by my dream self turning on the three lights (with one switch) in the back of the dollhouse, which symbolizes activating the parietal lobe (somatic sensory association area). This is additionally validated by my augmented sense of touch upon feeling the miniature light switch at this point. Somatic senses are sometimes referred to as somesthetic senses, with the understanding that somesthesis includes the sense of touch, proprioception (sense of position and movement), and (depending on usage) haptic perception. The main difference between a dollhouse and an aquarium is that an aquarium is related more to induction, although typically, less water in an aquarium over time is a transmutation into waking symbolism.The supposedly rare Leonard Bernstein record was on the first floor in back of the dollhouse, which would be analogous to the occipital lobe; visual cortex. (PGO waves are a feature of human REM sleep.)Additionally, the “Science Fiction Adventures” magazines symbolizes imagination as potentially sourced from within the mind model (as critical thinking skills are only extant when awake).This dream’s personified preconscious (the presumably homeless black male) follows the lifelong established rules of this dreaming component. There is no conflict as I have already activated the waking symbolism by turning on the lights (which symbolizes increasing neural activity in real time in the last stage of the waking transition, which also makes my dream more vivid).As the lights in the front of the dollhouse on the left of the first floor are not on in most scenes, this may be analogous of the preconscious seemingly speaking gibberish for the most part. (Language processing has been linked to Broca’s area.)The miniature light switch is near the top of the stairs (from the first floor); “the top of the stairs” being analogous to the emergent consciousness (a precursor to waking up), as in hundreds of other dreams I have decoded since childhood. (Scott suggests that consciousness “emerges” at the top of a hierarchically ordered nervous system. Scott compares the hierarchy of the nervous system to a flight of stairs or the rungs of a ladder. “Altered Egos: How the Brain Creates the Self”, page 126, sourced from “Stairway to the Mind” by Alwyn Scott.)I might assume that the Leonard Bernstein record (though which may be a book in the last scene) is a facet of the transpersonal interconsciousness. The soundwave of a musical recording might be analogous to brainwaves. (By analogy, Leonard Bernstein is a conductor. Different neural activities will produce different brainwave patterns)Here is an unexplainable surprise: The personified preconscious in this dream turned out to be of a precognitive thread (This is often the case, but I do not always include it in an online dream journal entry). This “same” black homeless male was across the street from our house later in the day after my dream. (Neither Zsuzsanna nor I approached him.) This is a very rare occurrence and I had never seen him before.
Date of Dream: FRI 14 JUL - 2017 Dream No. 153 - I Want To Go Out With Mum I remember starting off the dream at some arcade place at Knox City Shopping Centre, I forgot what specifically happened though. The dream made it so dad, my brother, Tito from SML, and I were going into the cinemas but then I never had the intention of going. So the dream split us in half, dad and my brother went in and Tito and I didn't... Instead, Tito walked off somewhere, never to be seen again. After I was done in the bathrooms, I wanted to try and find my mum. When I did find her, she was in a normal mood but then her face was absolutely red. I said to her that I really wanted to go out with her but then she said she wasn't in the mood. I don't remember if anything else happened in this dream. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None
-1-A portal opened up next to me with a woman on the other side. The environment on that side was covered in snow. It appeared at first to take place in the Middle Ages, however I had thought that it could prove wrong later. She said, “Can’t you hear the fireworks? They’ve been incredibly noisy.” I said, “No, they haven’t been heard in this dimension.” After a little more dialogue, I entered her world, and she said, “You’re in another dimension.” Me: “Yeah, I got that from the portal opening.” I can’t remember exactly what she said, but later, she said something about “fruitlick beef” or something. In the dream, I was then suddenly eating at a table with her. There were people all around at other tables eating food. I got out a notebook so I could write down all the wacky food I may come across in that universe. -2-A game where you were this blue thing that had that had the shape of a portion of a sphere, and you had to ground-pound your spot to keep every one of the other things out. You would have to repeatedly pound to kill all the remaining enemies. In this dream, I had a false awakening, where I was irritated because my lamp had failed to turn on so that I could write down a bunch of stuff in this dream journal.
Updated 07-25-2017 at 05:34 AM by 67050
Key: Side Notes (Side Notes) Title Dream Lucid "Welcome to Hell"I was at school on the sidewalk, there was a bus in front of us. I believe I went on it for a short while but got off. It looks like a death trap, Lexi got on, I could've warned her. A guy gets on and he has a stereotypical surfer voice and says "Wow! Cool!" The Bus Driver then closes the door, the bus starts to float in midair and he says "Welcome to hell." (?) The Bus starts to squish itself and it's inhabitants. There's nothing left, it went into nothingness. I think 'Father...' (I guess in my dream the bus driver was my father.) Later in the dream, i'm standing at the end of the side walk. I can catch my bus, it is okay. 'Not my bus, Not my bus' I think. I wave to a bus. All of the buses passed, a blonde haired lady appears (looks like Mrs.R) tells me "Your bus was in the back with the handicapped buses." She helps me find my bus, we end up by stairs by a place that looks like the Lower Gymnasium at my school. There is this Black Kid who is exactly my height, he's naked. I ask "How old are you?" He tells me he is 9 and a half. Fragment The Fire Nation is in the dream and there was a Giant Dude. (?) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Those were the only dreams I could remember from last night, it's crazy how 90% of my dreams are about School yet I can't recognize that as a dream sign. I think I had a False Awakening last night so i'll put that down in the Global Category. July 24th, 2017
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