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    1. 3,304 words

      by , 05-31-2018 at 06:48 PM
      3304 words
      Off computer at 7:16 P M.

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      4:18 A M: This is my first time up to dream journal. I had one or two rounds of dreams that went to RBFA and I couldn't even get a single clue as to what they were about. I tried, because I know I recalled them once I'd woken up. I almost thought of at least making some voice notes but I was like "if I stay still I will get one more detail" and then fell asleep.

      The second round of dreams must have only had a brief awakening afterward because I didn't even get up to use the bathroom.

      My earliest memory from this third round of dreams was that M R and N H were trying to talk me into something. I remember a fridge, and that I had taken the two glass shelves out of the fridge. I put the top one back in, and some food on there. But the bottom shelf from the fridge was still out on the table. Also, there were a bunch of little glass pieces that went with it, which I was trying to figure out what to do with. Stacks of little glass rectangles.

      I also remember a part where there was all this gunk. maybe in a shower. maybe something to do with a beach. I don't really remember now. But I remember thinking it was a bad thing, and should be stopped. However, no one else was really bothered by it. I think I kept trying to clean the gunk or something. It was clearly one person's fault. I guess I moved on when it turned out no one else minded.

      I remember a part where I was standing in the center of a circle with some other people in the middle with me. And lots of people began to circle around us in a big circle. I had the idea they were some kind of demons or bad guys all circling around us. But then the mood shifted and I was talking to one of the guys in the circle. He was taller than me. I was like, "Thanks for letting me use your body!" Because I guess he had let me use his body like a robot. There was another big guy next to him who was also heavy and very tall. I told him he had giant muscles and could defeat anybody. They both went and walked on a track.

      Now I remember this part. Maybe it was earlier. I remember a really light shot gun someone had. And driving in some cars. Maybe something with a smaller gun. Never mind, I can't piece it together.

      I also remembered a part in which I was trying to write down my food. Something with numbers and maybe even a graph.

      There was another part in a restaurant with an Indian man like K. He was making an egg sandwich on a griddle. At first I don't think it was a griddle but it became a griddle as I started at it wondering why he had just cracked raw eggs onto a plate like that. He put a sheet of bacon the size of a slice of bread, and then cracked 2 eggs on the bread, and I think some cheese. I remember tasting some of the egg white but it still needed to cook a little more. Still, it was pretty good. He said how that was a really cheap way of making it and so he could profit more from selling that, than if he cooked it another way.

      I don't know if there were details in the middle here. But next thing I remember is being in the dining room with a family. The Dad was mean to the kids and wife. It was the last straw because he had been mean on a regular basis. This meant it was time to call the lawyer and get the Dad out of there. I ran for the phone because I knew the dad would physically try to stop me. I remember the rush of running. The phone was near by and I managed to find the lawyer's number on a piece of paper as I ran. I almost wondered if there would be no point, because I didn't have the lawyer's number.

      As I ran, I made an appointment. The dad was chasing me. To get ahead, I jumped down the stair well, from railing to railing, down a few flights. I got to a floor with a pool table and went in there. That was where I was supposed to meet the lawyer and discuss things. What a relief, I made it, without the dad catching me.

      Then I was more focused on the people playing pool. The pool table had some different elements to it. Almost like a mini-golf course, but as a pool table. Not quite but it just had some segments. People there made some pretty skillful pool moves. (I just got a flash back of the earlier dream with the gunk in the shower, and a woman saying it didn't matter.)

      Eventually the dad caught up and brought us this raccoon thing. He handed it to me because I was supposed to take care of it. It curled up in my arms and went to sleep. (I think its from observing the rabbit in the yard for a while last night.) The raccoon thing seemed to go to sleep though and it was supposed to sleep 10 days. I wasn't sure if it would sleep all 10 days or wake up. Or what it would need. There was a little house for it. I wondered if it belonged in the fridge.

      The dad got a big dispenser of water. He called it "carbon water" and it was the only kind of water I could feed the raccoon. This worried me because it was going to be expensive. (Was there something about brushing my teeth?) So we sat around and drank the carbon water I guess. But something theatrical happened and a bunch of bubbles floated up. They contained the word A7 which was the name of an ion. (Something like that, maybe A7+.) It was really fascinating to see all that happen. Then there was a really steamy cup of tea. It was under the table at first so I thought someone had a cigarette, and got ready to get mad. But the tea was just the thing making the steam, not a cigarette, making smoke.

      There was also some other magical stuff like presents appearing. Because I didn't think it was a dream, my mind actually shifted the whole thing so it became a movie. This way I would believe it was waking life, because that would be more likely to happen in a movie scene. It looked like special effects. Then I found myself sitting and watching the movie.

      There was a woman in the chair to my right. She was saying how her boyfriend was workaholic and would never just relax and hang out with her after a movie. I turned so I was facing her and started to try to talk about my recovery from workaholism. Partly to be nice and partly because I was single and wanted her to like me! She didn't face in my direction which I guess meant she would have felt bad to talk with me due to having a boyfriend.

      I got up and walked some ways away. Up some hills. Maybe through some snow. Thinking about the woman there, feeling off about it. And I was still thinking about the animal but I forgot if I left it in a tree or still had it. Anyway, I walked so far that I realized I'd gone too far. There was a train heading back to where I'd come from and I sprinted towards it. Just barely made it. It turned out to be a bus, on train tracks. I thought I'd have to go all the way around to get in, but there was a door on my side. When I got in, I barely made it. I had to grab the door and yell to the bus driver to slow down. He must have been on a schedule, and that would throw off his schedule. I explained to him gratefully that its my first time using this bus. He was nice about it.

      The rest of the people on the bus looked shady, like gangsters. I was kind of nervous and sat towards the back. We ended up playing more pool. I guess the bus just transformed into another pool hall, because dreams can do that. I don't know why I am dreaming of playing pool. I haven't played pool or even seen a pool table in years. Maybe my dreams are suggesting I go play pool! The table was divided into sections again, unlike a waking life pool table. People were doing all kinds of tricks like blowing on the pool balls and putting spin on the pool balls. I also noticed that no one used the triangle. And if they did, there would have been 2 triangles worth of pool balls. Anyway the first guy who went used the pool stick differently. swinging it from above. I was like, "Cool style." Someone knocked the cue ball in. I forgot every move of the game but it was very vivid and interesting to watch. I think round 3 of dreams (which was this round) is usually my most vivid and eventful so if I take any Alpha-GPC or Huperzine-A it should be between rounds 2 and 3.

      After that there was something else about whether or not a woman would like me. And more lucid dreaming tips. I remember R S leaning back with his hands near a bubbling pot of water. He was a master lucid dreamer, in this dream. And the Lucid Dreaming tips were naps, RC's, and 2 other things. The guy said that besides, that, nothing made a big difference. I wanted to impress the woman.

      Then I think was when I woke up. Nothing I can do now to re-gain those first or second round of dreams' dream details. Some of the second round may have trickled in to the dream journal. But I am thinking through them and I fall back to sleep! If I got up to write it would seem premature as I wasn't done thinking of them. So its definitely a "double bind" but there will be lots of dreams in the coming days, weeks and months and even years. Okay, back to bed.

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      8:20 A M: Great. I managed to get some sleep. It took a little while to fall back asleep and I almost doubted I would. But, I did! I had lots of short dreams and snoozing.

      I remember something with trying to get on an A C A phone meeting. They said something about how I would have to press any key to skip the main menu and go straight to the meeting. I figured everyone would start to do that, and skip the main menu. I remember a fellow traveler, maybe named J, calling me. We talked about some stuff. I said something about how if I isolate too much I could return to old behaviors or an addiction. I think I remember a poster on the wall. In the walk-in fridge, there were a bunch of milk jugs. However, all the milk jugs were opened and partly drank out of. I thought it was weird that they had all been used a little bit, instead of people just using one all the way. It was like the walk in fridge at my house in college. The milks had the light purple label which means 1% or skim milk, I forget which. I wanted some milk but decided they wouldn't be any good, due to having been opened. They looked spoiled to me.

      Then, when I walked out of the walk in fridge thing, someone talked to me about getting a job. They were saying how smart I was, but they couldn't hire anyone to work on the crane. I was thinking, 'Good! I don't want to work on a crane!' Then instead of a person, there was more of a voice talking to me. I could tell I was hearing a voice from the sky, but didn't know it was a dream. The voice was telling me some different things. One thing it told me was an earlier part of the dream I had forgotten. It was because I couldn't remember the earliest part of this sleep cycle's dreams, and it actually told me what happened. However, I don't remember it now! Unless it was the milk jug part. But I remember it then, and it rang true.

      There were parts where I was starting a subreddit called r/nojob or r/dontgetajob in addition to other subreddits like another sub-reddit for being anti-cigarettes. I was in my room from senior year of college. I remember looking on our big screen T V from the couch, which was up, and to the left. It was really hard to see anything at that angle and it got kinda frustrating, trying to work like that. At another point I was in my room with my 42 inch TV hooked up as a monitor. Something about using the correct kind of cable and a tutorial about that.

      In yet another part, I was in this one house by the ocean. The ocean was so blue and went on forever. It felt like I was on the very edge of the world. There was something about how I had to go talk to the guy next door so I went over there. He was an African American guy with a beard, like Mr. T. I saw another person interviewing him from outside. They talked in a totally un-known language but as they spoke, a female robot voice translated everything. (I forgot the exact words.) I didn't know it was a dream but it was so vivid. I remember the guy had a huge mansion. And I remember going and walking out to the side of the stone patio, which went right up to the ocean, too. There was a little mini pool thing but it looked like it went down in a whirl-pool. I thought of it as a jacuzzi and wanted to jump right in. It was so vivid. The sky was bright blue, the ocean was waving, it was really vivid.

      Next I was going to use the bathroom, I think back in the same house as above. I saw my sister so I knew she wasn't in there. I went to go to the bathroom and then saw one bedroom and then beyond that, another bedroom. In the 3rd bedroom I saw purple legs standing on a pillow. It was my cousin J. I tried to close the door and use the bathroom but I didn't go in the stall. I aimed for a hole in the floor. I missed a lot and was going to have to wipe the floor up after. My cousin came to the bathroom right then and I saw her eye, looking in to the bathroom. I covered up, and didn't want her to see that I had peed! I just couldn't figure out how to use the stall. I yelled at her about it, like, "Don't look!" And felt bad for yelling. I felt like I had to push her away. Luckily, it was just a dream. (This is why I am trying to train myself to RC every time I go pee.)

      I remember a false awakening where I was walking around a building. I wanted to go pee in a corner somewhere and go right back to bed, without waking up too much. My goal was to keep dream chaining and try to get lucid, and go explore that ocean. Unbeknownst to me, I was still in a dream already. I found a corner that I almost peed in but then there was a heavy guy who came out of the kitchen, like 50 feet from the door I was at, walking into a cafeteria. So, that plan was blown.

      When I woke up physically, I realized there was a bathroom that was easy to go to. But it took a while because my mind had still carried the impression of there not being a near-by bathroom.

      My last dream was about looking for the next season of Dragon Ball Super. There was something cool about Vegeta and how he could freeze time and rewind to where everyone was standing around him, and someone said something mean to him. Then re-play the scene but do it differently. I remember looking on-line because a new show had been released every day. So I was trying to find it up on You Tube. I think it was Sunday in the dream. That led me to a message board, where they had video game links. Someone replied to my question in Spanish with a link to a web-site that would have a Pokemon game. My attention went to that. I remember looking at a Super Nintendo Controller, trying to set up the buttons, like in an emulator. The titles to the paragraphs were in Spanish but the rest were in English. One was a silly gossip article about how Charizard fell in love with Manta Something. I woke up from that thinking that I'm trying to avoid gaming, so I can't actually go set that up. Then I realized it had been a dream.

      So, those were a good amount of dreams. My recall on them was pretty good. I am glad to have slept in so much. For me its much more of a success to sleep in than it would be to wake up early.

      I am beginning to be a little down about how I'm falling back to sleep after the first round of dreams lately, without writing it. And usually, forgetting much of it. So, although I think its healthy to have a balance between sleep and dream recall, I might start to think of some way to avoid forgetting those first or second rounds of dreams. But also it will probably come back to me naturally, once I allow myself to get the rest I need. because some nights, I would be recalling that first round of dreams, and at the end, have plenty of energy to get up and write it.

      Oh! I also remembered a dream detail of going through my phone and trying to convert the audio format of my voice recorder (m4a I think) to mp3 or vice versa. That detail came back to me later in the morning, when I thought of my phone.
    2. Scary Roller Coaster

      by , 05-31-2018 at 05:21 PM
      Matt and Alec were on a discord chat with me. Matt asked me a bunch of questions about alec. I was mad at him cause I said some things about alec's social skills while alec was on the channel the whole time. Then Alec and I had a talk about it afterward. He sent me a message saying he likes french toast and has other interestes besides programaming such as cooking.
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      at an amusment park and the rides were ridiculously high. Some friends and I were all of the sudden climbing a really high roaller coaster can suddenly became scared one of the cars would run us over on the track. We slid down a beam of the coaster. klefstad was in some of the arcade games
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      Then I was in a locker room where they demanded to shave every part of my body
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      Was at a family party and had apparently just completed some sort of hunger games like task. people applauded me and my aunt ask if i wanted anything and i requested white tea. my cousins took a hit form a bong
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      was in a restaurant and had an idea a restaurant where the waiter doesnt go to you but you go to the waiter. and thats why they call him a waiter becasuse he is waiting for customers to come to him. somehow we ended up getting thrown out of the restaurant
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    3. Day 110: Breaking the System

      by , 05-31-2018 at 02:53 PM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 12:00 AM

      Woke up at: 7:30 AM


      Dream 94: securityguard.exe has stopped working

      School cafeteria; daytime, in line for lunch. I remember it perfectly, macaroni and cheese, bread, corn, and PB&J. The line was getting shorter by the second until I reached the register. The PB&J morphed into a grilled cheese, something I thought was odd but never acted on it.

      Approaching the register I see not a lunch lady, but a female security guard (One that I'm familiar with). She tells me that I couldn't have the grilled cheese because I already grabbed a mac & cheese. This made no sense to me seeing as I saw three kids walk by her with both a grilled and mac & cheese.

      Then she says I will only acquire both food items if I prove to her I'm a true Christian(?). She asks me a couple pretty easy questions but one ends up tripping me, "What is one famous Christian Russian philosopher?" I don't happen to know any Russian Christian philosophers myself, so I end up guessing.

      Then she breaks.

      For whatever reason, her face is frozen with her mouth wide open, and speaking in tongues. Her gaze is locked straight on me as I try to get away from her. She doesn't move an inch, but she's still speaking in tongue. I end up leaving the school building with my lunch.
    4. Pufferfish Lady

      by , 05-31-2018 at 02:41 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      FRAGMENT 1:
      In the first fragment, I was listening to the end of The Chosen Priest and the Apostle of Infinite Space by Bull of Heaven in my art class at school. It was a sad sounding piano ballad narrated with a father telling his son he was sorry about something.

      Fragment 2:
      In the next fragment, I was outside an apartment I was staying at. I saw a really popular husband and wife walking into a limousine, surrounded by people. The wife, instead of just saying no to show her discontempt, puffed her face up to arround twice the diameter until it scared the husband into not going into the limo. I then ran away from the apartment, but I gave up and went back. 8 hours seemed to have gone by in 8 minutes. I walked in, saw my fat, miserable dream family watching TV, saw there was no room on the couch, and sat down on a mat on the opposite wall. I then played this

      Updated 05-31-2018 at 10:45 PM by 89498

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    5. Dream - Room Wrecking Vlog & Journey To The House

      by , 05-31-2018 at 01:13 PM
      Date of Dream: THU 31 MAY - 2018



      Dream No. 345 - Separated Sections

      Dream 345 A - Room Wrecking Vlog
      I only remember scattered scenes of this dream. The first scene consists of my family along with my brother's friend Dom in an unknown suburban area. We were discussing Dom coming to sleep over at our house. At first, he sounded okay with it but after a short while, he didn't seem to keen... I noticed that he was losing confidence about something. I thought he did know where to go and so I hopped into his car with him and he was driving. That scene ended there.

      The second scene I can remember is my parents checking out my bedroom for a future clean but they didn't do much in there. The scene then tended to repeat itself but this time with Logan from SML. He was walking into my room, wearing his yellow Jeffy t-shirt and there was a big vlog camera behind him, like if someone were to shoot a TV show in there... But then Chilly wasn't there... But neither was the camera floating. I don't know who was behind the camera.

      Logan was doing his typical SML vlogs where these days in real life, he tends to do some disturbing stuff. In the dream, he started walking around my bedroom, which was bigger and differently arranged than in real life. He was pointing at things and sniggering. He came across these blown up stick shape balloons hanging off the side of a raised wall unit above the foot of my bed. He goes to the vlog, “Ah, so these are balloons that she's gonna use to celebrate a birthday party with her dream guide”. And then he turned very naughty. He paused and then said really fast, “Imma pop' em!” and he sliced a knife through all the six balloons, leaving them all wrecked and deteriorated.

      He did more to ruin my room but I forgot the specific bags around. He was throwing bags and shoes around, taking things down, he was making my room a complete mess. In the next scene, I walked in to my room, he wasn't in there anymore. It was indeed a mess that I walked into. I walked around carefully to assess the damage and when I saw the diminished balloons, that took the cake. I started crying and was asking myself in a badly distressed tone, “Why?!”. I was most distraught that I couldn't celebrate the birthday with Dreamy WB anymore, I forgot whether it was mine or hers.

      The last scene is messy in my memory. I was in some unknown shopping complex and there were various people from Killester and Chisholm there, including teachers. On the top floor of the shopping complex, there was a performance precinct there. The staff was some American lady but I don't know anything else about her. I was going to do a performance as well as a few other acts as well. That's all I can remember about this dream.

      Dream 345 B - Journey To The House
      I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on the Eastlink track near my house. There were a small group of Camelot and Killester girls there, all wearing red t-shirts. Two of the girls I can clearly remember are KK and RKi. RKi had spoken to me about something but I forgot what exactly it was that she said. I think I mentioned that I was looking to go to someone's house.

      Murray had then appeared but I forgot how and why. He appeared as a hologram, half way between his Sly 4 and Sly 2/3 appearance. In this dream, he was somewhat strict towards me. I had felt though that Murray wasn't physically with me and that I would have to find a way to reach his house where he'd fully look after me.
      As a sub-scene, I was envisaging what it would be like there, it was Murray actually tucking me into bed, under a white and magenta bed-set, and giving me a kiss goodnight. Everything in the room was pink and some furnishings almost resembled the Geisha house from Sly 4. The sub-scene had then changed and it showed me riding really fast up the hill on Wellington Road with the strict holographic Murray back in play, hovering next to me and keeping up with my riding pace, pointing up ahead.

      Then it was back at the actual scene and I was riding my bike on the trail. The holographic Murray was keeping pace with me and I was talking to him. I told him that I had to go home to get something. When we arrived at my house, he stayed in the driveway while I went upstairs to do whatever I needed to do. My grandma was in the bathroom and she was being really annoying in this dream. The stuff she told me to use in the bathroom was gross and so I will not go into detail. She wouldn't stop talking and so at one point, I unfortunately had to yell at her. It was something like “Baka! It's getting dark, I have to leave!”. She was still chewing my ear off about the gross item and so I just ultimately walked out on her.

      It was nightfall when I successfully got downstairs again. I went into the garage and into the cellar, which wasn't distorted in this dream, to pull out my bike again and I felt nostalgic doing this. When I was back in the driveway, Murray attached himself back to a close radius around me and my bike. He was still strict but now to a lesser degree and seemed more quiet and relaxed. I rode down the court and went the usual way I would leave my local area in real life. In the dream, my goal was to get back to the track which ultimately lead to Murray's house if I rode down it for long enough.

      I ended up on Haverbrack drive and it was now actually night time. I could feel this energy coming off Murray like he was greatly concerned for me. Apparently because it was night time, if I wasn't careful, all these bad criminals would come out of their houses and try to assault me. Luckily, as Haverbrack drive was the main road throughout the area, it had street lights. There were a lot of minor roads to cross in order to stay on the footpath but I had to stop because heaps of cars would come out of them. I made pretty good judgements about when there were no more cars and the holographic Murray would also help me cross.

      It became so dark and Murray's energy just seemed to become heavier and heavier, he was really badly worried for me now. Sly appeared out of nowhere as a hologram, in his Sly 2/3 appearance, and pushed my riding direction onto the next side road. There were absolutely no street lights now and it was pitch black. Bentley suddenly appeared as a hologram in his Sly 1 appearance and he was in hysterics, screaming like you would believe it. He goes, “SLY!!!!!! THAT'S DANGEROUS!!!!!! NO! SLY!!!!!!!!!”. Sly replied in an almost shouting tone, “We need to get someone to look after her!”. I then woke up.



      Dream Tasks
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
      - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
      - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
      - Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
      - In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



      Dream 345: Results (Competition #3)

      345 A
      Competition Night: 30
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      345 B
      Competition Night: 30
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: Murray
      Emergency Team: Sly & Bentley
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry:
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 142.0
      Total Accumulated Points: 144.0



      NOTE: Colour keys for Dream 345 B:
      Colour = Day Time
      Colour = Night Time

      When Bentley was screaming at Sly and Sly replied "We need to find someone to look after her!", I think they were aware of my mum's friend AV and where she lives.

      Baka is what Croatians call their grandma
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    6. Egg, cuddling, late

      by , 05-31-2018 at 12:07 PM
      1st dream- I laid an egg and it looke like a double yolker. It was smooth and brown and big. I felt the overwhelming feeling to break it open, only to find that it was a plain old boiled egg.

      2nd dream- I was sitting down in a desk like area. There was colton, for some reason he wanted to read my writing journals. To which I refused. Then for some reason I reluctently agreed to. Suddenly we were laying down in a bed, he was flipping through the pages of one of the writing journals when he put the journal down and started to cuddle with me. "Colton I can't you're married." "No I'm not, we are getting a divorce." "Oh, I'm so sorry." He's holding my knee on his side and is curled in towards me as I lay on his chest. "Just let me hold you." I nodded sleepily. The warmth was too much as I fell into the best sleep I've ever had.

      3rd dream- my alarm went off and I turned it off. Suddenly there were these old ladies bickering about whether or not they should wake me up. In my dream I fumbled with my phone realizing I should wake up but I was so sleepy. Then I finally awakw for real.
    7. Little White Clouds that cause Earthquakes

      by , 05-31-2018 at 11:57 AM
      Morning of May 31, 2018. Thursday.



      In my dream, I am back in the Loomis Street house. In this case, my thread of memory of being married to Zsuzsanna is extant, but everything else is absent. There is a vague backstory that develops out of the liminal awareness of being in the dream state, autosymbolism that brings about little white clouds outside of which are only about three feet above the ground.

      To summarize, my dream involves looking outside (from the south room of the Loomis Street house) in late morning and seeing these little white miniature cumulus clouds, again, hovering above the ground, though only in a singular sparse row between the houses, slowly drifting east to west. I feel a very unusual sense of something being “off”, and yet no lucidity is triggered by this liminal awareness. I illogically “realize” that clouds being this low to the ground, even though they are small, will cause earthquakes. An earthquake does occur, and I go into the middle north bedroom (where I never slept in real life). Zsuzsanna and I cheerfully interact. (Obviously, a bedroom, even the “wrong” one, is a dream state indicator, not symbolism or more accurately, not autosymbolism, as dreams are not symbolic in the conventional sense.)



      Earthquakes occurred very often in childhood dreams, usually only the first dream of my sleep cycle, and they were not threatening to me in any way. This developed out of liminal dream control where I would deliberately shake a scene from side to side to intentionally change the setting of my dream (not by moving my dream self’s head but by willing the setting to waver from side to side to bring about a different setting, typically barnyards, forests, train stations, a friend’s house, and so on). Over the years, this was no longer required due to certain advanced knowledge when in the dream state even without lucidity (despite the absence of my conscious self identity), but this still remains an occasional residual factor.


    8. 2018-05-31 some more recent dreams

      by , 05-31-2018 at 10:33 AM
      last night:

      + in the bog/need grass, I say there's tons of it available (in the middle of the country?) fields of it, it will be used to build houses

      + in the house/fence repairs, built-in wall soap dish. It is just a crappy wooden fence around a square piece of land, I'm thinking about the repairs I'm going to do on it. I'm looking at the fine details of the dish, it is roughly shaped wood but quite artistically done.

      + citizenship reception? with NI, repeat visit, just to re-register, say address near grandparent's house in B. Arrive there lots of buses waiting, there are guards beyond rails and I think certain ways are closed. I'm sitting in a side bunch of bleachers and NI is coming I know it's him but his face isn't right.

      previous nights:

      + buying the VW bug "Der D...?" race the woman up the stairs, the seller is talking on the radio, he has several to sell, the phrase "Der D...?" is painted on the side of the car I'm trying to read it.

      + jewelry dealer after climbing down the bin with no food left

      + saving Trimmings from the Christmas tree

      + At the Olympic ski venue, walking up the wide long path up the hill, on the left is a massively long line of people (I'm hoping not for the restaurant, which is where I'm going). At some intersections I wait for the olympic athletes to cross. In the restaurant I find my table with friends from grad school, the food is middle eastern?
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    9. I couldn’t move

      by , 05-31-2018 at 07:54 AM
      The dog fell asleep on my legs and I had taken 4 Glanamine. My dream was bizarre. I couldn’t move and I was surrounded by darkness. I kept trying to come up through layers of awareness but had false awakening after false awakening. Finally I began to recite the Lord’s Prayer and when I began singing it I came out of my nightmare. I turned over, making my dog move and went back to sleep. I was in some kind of pre-party college situation. At a friends house. But I wanted booze so I called my dad but hung up because I figured he’d judge me for calling him from that place. I decided to ask for a ride but every person I asked ignored me. Finally I got pissed and called people out on it. Someone I thought was a friend said it was because people were fed up with my smoking. (I don’t smoke) I was really mad. So I left and thought I’d find someone who I could talk to. I found this dorky guy who was into gaming and guns. We talked and actually had a lot of fun. I forgot about the old friends. At one point we were sneaking out of a building and we were climbing trees and jumping through windows I guess it’s parkour. It was really fun. I pushed through some windows on a lucid state but it was harder than usual. I need to pay more attention I think.
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    10. Log 1127 - New TTRPG Shopping Center Industrial Job and Street Fighter Manual Control Scraps

      by , 05-31-2018 at 01:45 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Wednesday 30 May 2018
      Only have scraps today. Even of these, there's still one or two that have been lost in memory.

      Scrap Group 1
      At an apartment suite. There was talk of a new TTRPG.

      Visiting a shopping center during dusk.

      Was working in an industrial site, I think?

      Playing Street Fighter II. Instead of using the joystick, I control my character by acting out the moves myself. Got very close to gaining lucidity before the dream collapsed.
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      false awakening
    11. lucidity

      by , 05-30-2018 at 07:09 PM
      last night i dreamnt i had moved into a house out in the country. i was walking along a dirt road looking at cow fields. i started running down to the end of the dirt road and it veered off to the left into the woods behind a house. so i went into the woods and i saw big stone stairs. i walked up them and found giant windchimes up there. i looked over and there was a huge pink stucco house in the woods. i heard people there so i started to run off fearing that i was on private property. as i was running i realized i was dreaming. i started marvelling at the realistic beauty of the dream. all the beautiful vibrant flowers and then i saw a mountainscape ahead of me. the dream started fading out but my conscious awareness remained. i tried to stay in conscious awareness in the blackness of my mind. i then lost it and dont remember anything else.
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    12. bat man

      by , 05-30-2018 at 04:48 PM
      Looking after a load of kids thats wont tidy up.
      Next i'm wearing clothes of a special material so that i'm protected, I'm even wearing the clothing over my head.
      I then start to make myself change by making my bones expand, until i look like a giant bat with ribs for wings, quite gory, I have to stop as the expansion feels like it will make my skull explode if I continue.
      False awakening, in some flat overlooking a street with shops.
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    13. Nightmare number 999

      by , 05-30-2018 at 03:46 PM (Nef's dream journal)
      I or my mom was driving a car somewhere. Then we got struck by a lightning. Mom stopped the car and then I woke up.
    14. 3,453 words - selected parts in bold

      by , 05-30-2018 at 02:00 PM
      Today I'm closing the computer a little later, at 8:30 P M. Just want to note that.

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      I had one round of dreams that was RBFA. I did end up recalling a good amount at the time but could only re-remember certain parts.

      I think I remembered M R, G F and N H in these.

      One part was of a fight. Someone flying with jet packs. Some kind of red sugary drink powder.

      At the end there was an Italian guy waiting tables and he was talking to a giant bottle of red wine.

      I woke up from those and recalled a good amount, even with the fan on. Recall was going so well I considered making some voice notes, but I was unwilling to get up and write. So I fell back asleep. Again, balance is important, so I'm not mad about it. But when I have the energy I will write them.

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      Round 2 of dreams was different. I didn't RBFA (Here I am writing it now) but when I woke up, I couldn't latch on to a detail and start remembering, right away, or as soon as I'd like to. It took me a while and then I realized they had been a very long series of dreams. So here is what I got.

      I remember S S, G S and N S in one part. I was with S S and we were going to his house. I had to take out my retainer or put in my retainer before talking to them. It was a detailed part but I only remember it vaguely.

      I remember being in convertibles with some friends in a parking lot. And we were weight lifting. We had weights in the car. I forgot if we did a variety of workouts but I know I did a back workout. Afterwards, I was moving my shoulder blades, and realizing I shouldn't do any back workouts for a few days, so that I would recover the energy I'd used. One of the guys there said something about working out which I forgot.

      Then I remember driving around by the local intermediate school. I wanted to pull in to the parking lot by the big field. It was totally empty, no one was there. Still, I was afraid I wasn't allowed to, like it was just for people who currently went to school there.

      Something happened and I thought I had done something wrong. I remember Ms. M (math teacher) saying that it wasn't me who had done anything wrong. It was something else at the same time. Well, that was a relief.

      I remember this demonstration with a pyramid thing. It was more surreal at this point. The pyramid had several symbols on it. There was a guy doing a demonstration of how the pyramid could shoot streams of fire and ice. Or lava and ice. But he also said frozen lava and burning ice. The red and blue streams twisted around each other in a show. There was a girl who was afraid to go into the pyramid because she imagined a corpse would be in the first chamber to the right. It showed an outline from the outside of what she thought might be there.

      I remember sitting out by the school and talking on the phone with my friend M, from FL. We were taking turns talking. He was saying something and as I listened, I thought, "This is great to be talking to M again at the end of each day." Then a really loud helicopter went overhead. I was so annoyed at how low it was flying. But it was also spinning around and around very fast. Not just the chopper blades but the actual body of the helicopter was spinning. This seemed different to me but with dream logic, I explained to myself how that always happened.

      Then M and I were on the plane. We found out how to de-stabilize it because there was a frozen bottle of soda. In the dream, soda couldn't freeze, so a frozen bottle of soda became highly pressurized, like tanks of liquid oxygen. So we were playing with that, knowing it could mess up the plane, because we were mad at the plane.

      Then, my Dad and even N F and other family members were all trying to get me to come talk to them. But I just walked right past, glad to escape their clutches. However, my sister got caught by them. She got away again, and morphed into protein powder, and hid in a tupperware, mixed into some water. My Dad could easily find her because she was with her friend A and that's the only place she would go. So he was able to poke a hole in the tupperware and get her out or something like that.

      Maybe some more things happened. The last thing I remember is being on the computer and receiving an e-mail from my friend K. She had sent me a list of affirmations, saying that she sometimes had a busy mind and would use the affirmations. They had to do with all categories of life, but one was something like, "My room is clean and peaceful." After I read that, I looked up from my computer and looked around my room. Nothing seemed different from waking life to me (Not that I was actively checking) but I don't remember exactly what I saw. I was just looking at my room and thinking of the affirmation. Also, my chair was in a similar spot as it was in waking life.

      So, that was fine to recall all that. I kind of wish I'd recalled more, because I got a little burst of energy while recalling those and could have gone on typing. Another thing that I think limited my recall a little this time was the fan's noise. But I had no clue there had been so many dreams in round 2, so I didn't even know what to look for, until one of the memories reminded me. I remembered thinking of how many dreams there had been. I think I also remember kids in my Nana's back yard, but not sure.

      So, back to bed now. I think my word count will be down a bit based on letting myself RBFA. But I am just trying to listen to my energy levels and find balance.

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      I slept some more, and had a cool dream chain thing. The first few dreams I did another RBFA, partly because there weren't that many dreams. When I fell back asleep I found myself in a long dream and had some lucidity. Plus, very vivid.

      I remember being in my Nana's den with O A, C V and A R.

      My dad came down and started to pin each person on the couch for no reason. I wanted to stop him but he was kind of bullying my friends and he was too big for me to stop. So, I tried to escape before he could bully me, too. On the way out, I remember running as fast as I could. I grabbed a serrated steak knife in case I needed to defend myself. It was my best option. I remember crawling beneath the windows outside Nana's living room. The lights were on in there, and I was afraid they'd see me, but I got away towards the road. I don't remember what else happened after that.

      I think that was all I remembered from that time of sleep. Then I did the RBFA and had more dreams.

      My earliest memory of these took place in a class room, but it was a lot of dreams. I remember there was a guy at the chalk board with some kind of mask. He asked me something about a church, which bothered me, but I decided to be nice to him because I thought I knew him long ago, when he was different. I forgot what else happened in that part.

      Maybe there was some kind of class room I had got into where all these women were having an art competition. It is too vague to fully recall it. I think it involved my mom.

      I also remember something in the fridge that was maybe my sister's.

      Now I clearly remember walking with my Mom, and holding her hand. I think at first we had our fingers clasped but I started to worry that someone would think she was my girlfriend. So I wondered if it was okay to hold my mom's hand. It was because she was having trouble walking or balancing. So it made sense to me. I just held her hand the other way, without fingers clasped. That seemed to be the better way to do it.

      We got to a square of pavement with a puddle in front. I would have jumped the puddle but I realized my mom couldn't so I looked for another way around. Then we had to go back up to a platform but there were no steps. I helped my mom up a ladder thing that was like light yellow in color. Then we watched the bridge to my town open up. A red truck had segments dangling down from the bridge which seemed different to me. I guess they opened the bridge before the truck made it all the way over. But dream logic said the truck would just finish driving itself fully to one side. There were some little kids swimming in the water underneath. It got my attention but again I just figured that's what kids do. They had floaties on.

      Then my Mom and I walked somewhere. I think it shifted to where we were at her friend C's house. (I think J L was in the previous dream on the plane.) I forgot all that happened, maybe something about someone's food in the fridge? Actually, I think I was eating steak. I've been vegan for almost 2 years and I knew this in the dream but I figured I'd just eat the steak one time. I wasn't lucid yet. There was something about my sister having certain food in the fridge that wasn't for me.

      Anyway I remember standing with my mom in one upstairs place and looking down at the back yard. There was a beautiful rectangular in-ground pool. The color was sea green but it looked intentional. not like it had got full of algae but that they meant for it to look that way. I went to point it out to my Mom. She said, "Yeah, this is the home of the wealthiest 40-head." I was like, "40-head? Who?" And she said it was her friend C. It made sense since her friend C always seemed like she had alcoholism or addiction issues. I think there was also stuff involving my mom's friend J from upstate that I can't remember.

      But then I looked again at the pool and it was a square garden of green leaves. This caught my attention. I knew there was just a pool there moments ago. So I told my Mom, "You know, sometimes things can just change from one to another around here. It's like we're in a dream!" I knew for sure it was a dream but when I heard myself say that I realized I was just giving my mom a hint, not directly saying it. She asked me more about dreams. "Do you keep a dream journal?" I think she asked. I got really excited because it just felt fun and maybe I'd teach my mom to lucid dream. I casually answered while looking at a little yellowish spider thing on a web. I was trying to see what its shape was. "I write down all my dreams! You know, just last night, I was dreaming about..." and then I think the dream shifted.

      I'm not sure the exact order, but there was this part where sponge-bob was trying to get the world record for bathing in some really gross liquid. It was like some kind of burning liquid with lye, or some kind of vomit stuff. Eventually something happened and it drained out of the tub. I thought he'd be upset that he didn't get to the world record. But I also didn't want to see him keep suffering. I think I was still lucid for this part, looking at the different characters and thinking of how to draw them later. Also I remember examining some of the brown gunk before the scene changed.

      Next I remember being in some kind of weight room. Some athletes were in there, training. It reminded me of my high school weight room, maybe with a different hall way leading up to it. I was lucid. I got all my energy in my head and tried to blast myself like a rocket, accross the room. Just to try it. And it worked, I flew over there at rocket speed. One of the football players asked me how I did it, and I pointed to my skull. (Saying it was from brain power.) Then, I tried to do it again. Aiming to teleport or fly super fast over to another weight machine and lift the whole thing. But I couldn't get it to work.

      There was something about a custody battle with some people's kids. I don't remember as much of it.

      Somehow I got to the arboretum and I was lucid. Coming down the trail along the pond, from where the baby snake was. (Waking life reference.) As I got to the parking lot area, I noticed Eckhart Tolle's voice was playing. 'Wow, my dream is doing Eckhart Tolle,' I think I thought. (I forgot what happened up until then, if there was anything.) I walked by some green plants and over some green plants growing in the middle of the trail. Eckhart Tolle's voice was saying, "It is possible to hide some feelings, it is possible to hide with..." And then he did one of those long pauses. I was thinking of how gentle and non-accusatory his voice sounded. Just very objective and calm. I thought the audio had ended, he paused so long. But he continued, "...thoughts." (So he said hide with thoughts. And I think he meant that it was possible to think thoughts in my head quietly without telling anyone what they were.)

      I was going to try to indulge in something but caught myself. I had set a goal to do something more constructive. So the first thing that came to mind was "Run!" So I ran and breathed deeply. It felt really good to run in the dream. I remember feeling my lungs expand. In waking life there is a lot of impact, so I can't really run, because the impact hurts. (I am only 5'10 160lbs but it hurts.) But in the dream I could run. Then I noticed the pond, like in waking life. In waking life its not really for swimming. More of a shallow duck pond with mirky water. but because I was lucid, and I knew it was a dream, I dove in to swim! It's been ages since I swam in a dream. The arm movements felt weird because I was dreaming that my body pillow was stuck to my chest. I switched to a back stroke and tried to look up at the sky, but there didn't seem to be a sky.

      After swimming out a little far I realized that I was in the water. And there could be scary fish! So I hurried up and swam to shore. Now instead of a hill, there was a squared-off level kind of like a Mario world. So I pulled myself up the ladder.

      Sure enough it was like a bedroom, a mario level thing, and then I could see a town of white mushroom-shaped buildings off in the distance. The town looked inviting and I wanted to run to the edge of the cliff and fly down to it. Then I looked into the open bedroom part and saw Jingles, my sister's cat. An orange cat. It was light orange with slightly darker orange striped. They had to give it away when they moved upstate.

      I tried to summon my sister so that she could re-unite with her cat. Around that time, a rainbow-striped cat appeared.


      The rainbow cat became a dark blue cat and seemed to be an adversary. It was scary so I escaped.

      I thought I had woken up but it was actually a red and orange map showing some houses. I had a mouse pointer and I noticed that the dream hadn't ended. I could click on one of the houses. There was one near the bottom left that lit up when I hovered the mouse cursor over it. That would be the one I'd click on.

      I forgot if it took me anywhere else. Eventually I woke up and thought them through. But had a false awakening. (An RBFA-FA!)

      In the false awakening I knew it was Wednesday morning (like in waking life) and that W A would be soon. When I checked my phone, it looked like it was already 8:10 A M! So I had missed the first 40 minutes. But the moderator, one of the women from the group, was just welcoming new people. So apparently the phone was an hour ahead and it was only 7:10 A M, and they were just welcoming new people who had arrived early. 'Well, thats nice,' i thought. My plan was to hook up the meeting to record it so I could do my dream recall.

      As I tried to hook up the phone to record I realized my dream memory was slipping away. Putting on the phone is not something I'd do until I'd at least recalled my dream fully, in a solid way, even if I hadn't recorded it yet. But then I wanted someone's contact information - One of the guys from the custody battle in the earlier part - So I could support them in winning custody. I forgot why, maybe the mom was worse. Or he was my friend.

      I got his contact information and it was a video chat thing. He looked angry. He had light brown/blonde hair. And was saying, "Learn to talk back!" In a rapper voice. I realized all this was delaying my dream recall, but I felt it was my only chance. I got to a point where I could stop on the phone and go to dream recall.

      I also remember the location shifted from my room, with the recorder under my bed, so the woods near the local library. Specifically near the tree where it goes toward someones back yard. And the blue houses.

      Then I woke up physically again and was really relieved that I hadn't really gotten up and disrupted my dream recall by going on the phone. I recalled what I could of the dreams. It seemed blurry in some areas, but still pretty good. I was happy with the lucidity and the eventfulness.

      I will try to sleep once more since its still pretty early. it's only a little past 6 A M.

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      Well, I didn't get back to sleep. It was probably enough sleep. Trying to dial into W A woke me up too much.

      I just remembered kinda randomly that I dreamed of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. First it was another kind of more complex game but then it was just Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. I can't remember if that was this night or a previous night.
    15. Train Phasing (again)

      by , 05-30-2018 at 10:19 AM
      Morning of May 28, 2018. Monday.



      On my way back to waking reality by way of a passenger train (autosymbolism for both the induction and waking process), I decide to walk after remaining in passive lucidity. I hover above my seat and phase through the train as in past dreams (though in this case, actively flying ahead to phase through the front of the train rather than just letting it phase through me while I hover in a fetal position) and walk through an isolated grove, feeling a deep sense of peace and love as both my returning memory and realization of Zsuzsanna being near me in bed breaks through the liminal space barrier of the illusory dream state.



      I first developed an understanding of the illusory nature of the dream state at age three (probably why I rarely have “bad” dreams unless related to health by way of transpersonal premonitory threads). Since then, I have phased through hundreds of vehicles, including the roofs of taxis, usually entering lucid omnipresence as here. This is all about vestibular system correlation and a vehicle being an autosymbolic illusory projection of the physical body in REM sleep. However, even walking is not what I am doing in reality, as I am asleep at the time, but walking is closer to the preconscious transition than riding a train is.


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