non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening With a group of amateur spies who volunteered to keep an eye and report on the leaders and regimes that threaten the world. I mostly spy the Chinese government's tentacles abroad, but had a chance to infiltrate the Brazilian government and they are with crazy ideas. The president picked up Trump's idea of nuking hurricanes and he shows me excited a bomb they have ready to use in the next extreme weather phenomena. There seems to be no one around him smart enough to see the stupidity of it. Instead they are all so proud of their tech. Back to headquarters they don't wanna believe me but someone else confirms my story with complementary info. Meanwhile some colleague is on the phone with a Chinese dude we are monitoring, and she claims he invited her to lunch and there will be no time for us to set up a mission to go with her. She has to go alone. We are all listening in silence, but we almost blow it, with our whispering - we cannot believe she really will go out with this guy.
Had a dream it was my last day in high school. I didn't realize it was and I was the last student in the classroom with a male teacher. I told him that I had 'finally done it.'; that I had no more schooling left for the rest of my life. I leave the building and I realize I am dreaming. I stabilize the dream by looking at my hands, and everything becomes clearer. I try to summon a dream character but no dice. The dream ends not because it collapsed but because my alarm went off I needed to be awake.
I am standing in the living room of my home. My mother is sitting on the couch next to the window playing on the tablet while my father is sitting behind me on his chair in the bedroom. I talk to someone or something which reminds me that it's snowing really heavily outside. I look towards the window and see large amount of snow masses falling.
Well, I had some success over the weekend, but did not achieve lucidity. (Sunday Sep 1st 2019 - 6:45 AM is when I woke from the dream). In my dream I am at an American football game. It was either a high school or a college event. There are a lot of people standing around the field and many in the stands. I am aware that they are having a drawing and one lucky person will win one million dollars. I hear them call my name as the winner over the loud speakers. I turn to my wife and ask (with great surprise) "Did they just call my name???" She says yes, and is very excited. I ask where I need to go and she tells me there is a table near the entrance. I start jogging toward the table passing many people (who pay no attention to me). I reach the table and there is a blond woman standing behind the table, but there are 3 people in front of me speaking with her. I am amazed and excited that I have won 1 million dollars, but then (in my head) I ask the critical question "Am I Dreaming???" I glance behind the woman and there are 2 signs attached to a board behind her. One is a blue sign with white lettering that says "ADVANCED TICKETS" the other is a white sign with red letters which says "EXIT -->" I look away from the advanced ticket sign and then look back and it is exactly the same. So I assume I am not dreaming and I am very happy about that... the dream fades and I wake up.
I am in a kitchen with my elder sister vaguely wandering what it was that I was looking for. Considering the room I am in I conclude that I must have wanted to make myself something to eat but I can't recall what I wanted to have. On a nearby breadbox is half of a mince pie but I remind myself that I've made a point to not eat non-fish meat any more. I start hearing a whistling tune and recognize the source as my mother's pet cockatiel. Turning a corner into a niche that houses a fridge I spot the bird sitting on a birdstand. He doesn't look all that healthy, missing feathers and having a greenish tint to his skin. As I am looking at the bird he starts doing drunken loop-de-loops and I worry that there is definately something wrong with the bird. The wrongness I'm sensing makes me ask my sister if I'm dreaming and she answers with an indifferent "no, you're not". When I look back at the bird he now looks perfectly fine. I don't trust my sister's answer so I move away from her to a different part of the kitchen so that I can practice some dream control. I raise my right hand cupped, palm up and focus on creating a ball of light or fire but only manage to get a weak glow to hover over the surface of my palm. Thats not too impresive but I feel inspired to do something with it so I punch my left hand over my right, open-palmed while muttering "Atar-kum-nash-me". The glow disipates forward but produces no noticable results. Looking out of the window in the wall in front of me I get an urge to do some flying so I levitate myself off the ground and with my hands outstretched I phase right through the wall and into the air outside. I manage to stay airborn and count to three before the dream stops.
in my last entry I dreamed of Vampires in an apartment building. Came across this on DV: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/lyd...-worlds-87650/ Was it shared? Jamie As if in response to my last entry. Jamie showed up in a dream. We were working together somewhere like a restaurant. I said it was time for my smoke break or something. She looked sad at that as I left. (Don't give up keep trying for the dreams). Wound up Walking down a street that was similar to one in didsbury. And older drunken man in a green jacket threw a can at me or something. I got mad at him but then he started trying to give me sage advice or something... Vacation gone wrong I was a part of a family that wasn't mine. We went to some secluded vacation resort. I was in a room and watching a TV and I saw that the family who owned the resort were planning to kill us. Why this was on the TV I don't know. I gathered everyone and confronted the Father dude. He transformed into a killer robot or something and killed us all. The dream rewound and I fought him again. This time doing a kung fu like sweep kick on him and I had him on the ground and broke his arm. He looked pissed but couldn't do anything about it.
Tornado I am outside with my father, on the way back to our home. We're already very close, just about 100 meters away from it. We see my mother for some reason doing something in an empty store, placing science equipment onto the counter in front of the window. My father says something which makes me suspicious that they might be gifting me the store as a workspace. While advancing closer to our home, I start debating in my mind if this could actually happen, which is quickly interrupted by my father telling me to look somewhere. I look where he looks and we see a very, very dark cloud with lots of lightning. At first, we were both happy about this, but then, we suddenly see a very quick tornado zoom by, seemingly in random, chaotic patterns. We try to go back to my mother, but we apparently overshoot the target and end up in a shopping district about 600 meters from our home. I notice this and tell my father, so we turn around and again try to get to her. We go back a bit, then turn around again, before then again turning around. I asked my father which store she was in again, as I had forgotten because of my bad memory. My father said he doesn't know and we walk towards the house again. We then overshoot the target once again and end up in what was apparently a room in our flat. We're then suddenly at ground level in the house again, standing in front of the staircase to the higher floors and my father states something along the lines that we can't go outside again. I also knew it was too late to try to warn my mother. A while later, my mother comes through the door, seemingly not having noticed the storm, nor the tornado. I come to my mother, suddenly standing a bit further outside, and tell her that there was a tornado here, before seeing it zoom by again, making me correct myself and making me point to it. She sarcastically states that that's absolutely amazing and we go inside. Sudden (semi-)lucidity I am standing in the bathroom, my mother ominously standing in the back of the room, behind the toilet. She seems to look up outside the skylight. She appears to say something which I don't remember but was just as creepy as the way that she was standing there. Suddenly, I become (semi-?)lucid and run over to my room right next to the bathroom. I pushed my chair to my computer table, before trying to change random things on my face to see if I could do it. It didn't work, and I tried remembering lucid dreaming articles about dream control. I then recalled you could, for example, drink something and imagine it was a potion that would change something. I felt a bit afraid of that because I wasn't entirely sure if this really was a dream. On my computer, a DreamViews page was opened, but before I could check it out, I woke up. Short false awakening I "woke up", looking outside the window to the clouds. Something felt unusual, but I don't know what. Staircase I am on the staircase to my home. There're some changes, and it resembles an older dream from the design. I walk up the narrow staircase, having to go through strange doors leading to homes, as well as things like hospitals. The first room I had gone through was empty and had no people in it, the second had a doctor talking through a procedure with the son of a woman who seemed to be a neighbor in the previous version of the dream. I listened to the conversation a bit, before trying to exit the room to continue up the stairs. I woke up before I could continue walking. I'm not sure if the presumably lucid dream was actually that or just something else that I could mix up in retrospect. I seemed to be consciously in the dream, but I somehow didn't even think too much about anything else than what I had programmed into myself as what I first want to try to get a feel for lucid dreams, I didn't really think. Is that what a semi-lucid dream is?
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening My attic is still messy and I am trying to make it habitable, putting pallets under a mattress, using other pallets to create supporting tables in a lounge area. It is really big, not so much like my real attic. During the night there is a storm with strong winds and next day some friends warn me they found some windows broken or blown away. I ask for their help to cover it with plastic or wooden plaques before it starts raining again and they find even more windows dangerously dangling (the attic has a very high wall with windows several meters high). Then we find a spider about 10 cms large and very aggressive. We try to corner her to grab her but she jumps on my friend's face. We all panic. Then the spider makes a web over the entrance door and we are afraid every time we have to cross it. I go visit a Hindu temple I just got to know, on a day of ceremonies. Strangely, most people attending seem to be white westerners. The ceremony includes a theatrical representation of the life of some saint or so I think, but she is like an African queen dressed beautifully in cerulean blue long dress and lots of jewels. But she doesn't behave like a saint at all. People don't like her, call her a whore. I am curious to see where this goes, but someone then starts implicating with me, because I am wearing a sleeping mask over my eyes and he says it is disrespectful. (And I am wearing such mask over my eyes in real life on my bed) I do feel the mask and I admit I am wearing it but I can see everything as if I am not wearing anything on my face and I prove it to people around me. They still don't want me using it and meanwhile I realize the reason I feel it in my face is because I am dreaming, so I get up and go outside. I summon my wrathful deity in me, my hair spreads out like Medusa's snakes and winds start to blow hard and really dark clouds form in the sky and dozens of really dark tornadoes start coming in the direction of the city streets. But then I realize I do not want to harm people just release some of my fury so I turn against the storm itself and blast it away with chi from my hands. Then I levitate up and fly away. Don't know exactly what to do, so I recall my teacher and I start watching him teach. He is in India, sitting on the grass on a garden, sided by a few of his older closer students, all facing a camera, talking about something related to my guru's activities. Later there is a celebration with Bollywood music and Rinpoche is in western clothes dancing and some other people are cross dressed. This video leaks out and ends up in the front page of some British tabloid, totally out of context. Later on, I am on a bus with other Rinpoche's students and he comes on board and gathers a few newspapers bought by his students and goes to the back seat with a somber look to analyze what the papers are saying. We barely look at each other but we acknowledge each other's presence. Then he leaves the bus but not without making a very slight bow on his way out, that only I notice.
This was an interesting dream because while I wasn't completely lucid, I was cognizant of the fact that I had control over what was going on. However, said realization wasn't because I knew I was dreaming. I just knew I had control, somehow; maybe because it took place in my fantasy world where I am somewhat of a demigod. ;D It was a weird combination of a story about a wolf, and the novel I'm currently working on. The wolf was getting hunted, imprisoned, and about to be killed. But he escaped. His plan was to flee in the middle of the night, but he slept until 7:42 AM and didn't flee until exactly then. Nonetheless it was still dark outside leading me to believe that it was winter. He fled to the woods. I managed to use my powers to teleport him deeper within the woods, and myself along with him. He found his lover, another wolf, there. Two characters from my novel were there, too, who were in love and promised to protect the two wolves. And other magical creatures formed a sort of barricade to protect them all. It was a heartwarming dream with potential to become an actual story with some tweaking/organization. The night was purple and black and orange, cartoony much like the lyric videos from Anna Blue and The Birthday Massacre. Very cool, stylized aesthetic! It's fun that my brain can do that lol.
Managed to fulfill my dream goal from this or last week. My goal was to eat omnilucid pill once again then lay down to sleep within my dream in the same position as my physical body. I read that sleeping within the dream in the same position as the physical body have some interesting effects and I wanted to try it. --b4bed I went to sleep pretty late and was awoken by noise outside and just laid in bed. That resulted in an inadvertent wbtb. Although I usually wake up naturally, being awoken by something else does appear to be more effective. I expected little in all honesty, of getting a ld. Since I did not manage to be fully aware kind of thing I've been doing to its fullest in my opinion as I was immersed in reading for quite a bit before sleep. Not sure if awareness is the best word, maybe attentiveness is a better word. -- pill laying down ld I slowly fell asleep after being awoken, while I could still hear the sounds outside. I also focused on my body against the bed. I WILDed. I awoke in the bed in the next room to where I slept. I realized I was dreaming and I saw the TV from the bed, it was in its regular position and there was some game being played on it. It looked like super smash brothers sort of thing. Similar but perhaps not 100% the same thing. I'm groggy within the dream and take a few moments to compose myself as I watch the TV. I deild/FA a couple of times. I remember my dream goal and put my hands in front of me. I clasp my hands together, left atop the right, and will the manifestation of the omnilucid pill. I move away my left hand and this time it was crimson red/white colored capsule on my palm. I swallow it and FA. Back on the bed. Losing lucidity momentarily but I remember I forgot something. Trying to recall it made me lucid once again. I summon it once again and FA again before I could lay down. Third times the charm though and i managed to take the pill then lay down in the same position, I think. I FA again and I felt like I laid down in the wrong position so I do the previous routine again in another position. FA again. May have had a microawake that made me lose lucidity. I went to the front door to greet some guests. One guy comes and asks me questions. Felt more like interrogations. Perhaps some subtle life advices. --plant invasion I'm back. Still at home. But this time I'm a sort of a plant. A plant but a super plant that could move and all. My mission was world domination so I go head and follow the dream plot. The authorities figured out my plan and was out to exterminate me. Initially I was just getting rid of investigators and the forces, just killing them off but eventually i figured that I needed to take a more subtle approach. It began in the noon and now it was night time. One girl who was the daughter of the mayor was the key member after me. I (the plant) dying... My dark green plant vines just crawls to the ground before I release a part of the body that appears to die. Just kidding. I fake my death; as the plant and release some pollen when I seemingly die off that goes into her brain and sprouts - I take over her mind. I am just pretending to be her for a while after faking my death. Slowly but surely taking the townsъъэ via mind control... Then the world! Was fun, really. Notes: I think that it might be key to increase attentiveness in key moments. Perhaps especially upon awakenings or scene/activity change. To do rcs more attentively during those moments. May be much easier than all day and perhaps this is what is automatic in natural LDers. Rather than trying to be super aware all day, perhaps **be attentive to changes, subtle or obvious** I suspect this is why raduga technique is pretty effective. It creates a internal thought process like this : Awake(event /change) - >oh I'm awake (noticing subtle change) -> I better do a technique (doing rc) But instead of just doing it only upon awakening, Event - > notice change-> do rc (increase attentiveness) May be better. Sounds like kind of regular rc. But instead increase attentiveness. "Attentiveness" rather than "awareness" because it feels more active than passive. Current plan - ada/adrc use *any* change as trigger to increase attentiveness
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