I was in my living room in till I heard a knock on my door. I look through the peep hole and saw two kids that I didn't know. I decided to not answer and figure the situation will sort itself out. In a few more seconds I heard the door knob twisting back and forth. I looked again and saw them going back and forth through the hallway as if they were lost. I had no idea but somehow I had a roommate who decided to open the door without me noticing in time. He gets shot one time and falls to the floor. Because of how random it all seem to me seeing him on the ground. I became lucid and change the dream scene to another house. Once I change the dream scene I made the two kids in to flowers and scatter it in the air. I then phase through the house and discover it was night outside. I tried to fly out in the night but would only stay floating in mid air for minute. Not too long after that I lose lucidity after the dream scene change.
Date: 18/02/2022 Bedtime: 3am Awakening: 10.40am Return to bed: 10.50am Method of entry: dream consciousness Attempt: successful Awakening: 12pm DILD: The Amputation Experiment DREAMING: I'm roaming over a beach with a group of lucid dreaming enthusiasts and cross over to an adjacent train station platform, making for a weird landscape juxtaposition where the sea abruptly ends and a railway begins. Both contrasting sceneries are deemed to be 'lucid dreaming workshops' to be used for practice. The platform is sealed by ultramarine blinds on both ends which are lifted by porters whenever someone wants to enter or leave the premises. A couple of trains zoom past the station and beyond the sealed platform I am suddenly in a wheelchair, moving through a park with children running around and alongside a row of houses with dark alleys. A particular alley has a deep but narrow gap in the ground—a potential deathtrap reminding of the series '911' because of the danger scenarios depicted on the show. WAKING: I use record the dreaming experience and use the loo. I return to bed just before eleven o'clock in the morning and attempt to enter the phase directly but end up falling asleep next to my sleeping wife. DREAMING: I'm dining at a restaurant with my mother and she steps outside to smoke a cigarette (she doesn't smoke in real life). Eventually I say goodbye to her as I spot my eldest son and wife looking for me a few tables away and they exit the restaurant prematurely so I rush after them so we can all go home together. Now I'm an observer (rather than a participant) and a short man is facing me like I'm a camera and talking about how most people get freaked out by oversized hands. He attempts to shake hands with random members of the public like he is the star of a prank show. Most people avoid the little man's disproportionately big hands but an old man grips his wrist and points out that his fingers have skin-coloured extensions attached to them, revealing the hands to be a lot smaller. As a participant, I'm trying to avoid an acquaintance who keeps following me in a strange town. I go through an alley and squeeze into an aperture of a building in need of repairs in order to lose the individual on my trail. I keep running straight until I exit the building from the other side and now I'm flying, finding myself gliding through a beautiful garden. 'I'm dreaming!' LUCID DREAMING: I glide through a garden path with brightly coloured, conifer leaves on either side, displaying unusually vivid orange and yellow hues. As I move through the garden I hit the narrow foliage with my hands and hear the realistic sound of clashing. There is no green in sight but I feel like I'm in the most beautiful autumn scenario as the warm colours of the plants and trees around me are exquisitely vibrant. The garden, under a clear blue sky, feels like a labyrinth. As I try to contain my excitement and think of a plan of action on the spot without hesitation, I remember Project Elijah's task. I see a gap in warm-coloured shrubbery with crimson tinges and go through it (hoping to find a blade), coming upon a vast playground with slides, swings, see-saws, spring riders and jungle gyms. A few feet away rests a wooden merry-go-round with a few tools on it. The first tool I pick up is a pair of pliers which is discarded in favour of what resembles a small tenon saw with a bizarre blade that appears to be sharp enough for the job. With this strange tool I sever my right index finger with in one fell swoop. There is no pain, no feeling of any kind, and no blood. I look at my hand and see a stub of a finger with an edge that seems to have healed instantly; I can also move all my digits including the stub. Then, I look at the surface of the merry-go-round to see the rest of my index twitching slightly until it stops dead. I try to remotely move it on the wooden surface but I can't even feel it let alone control it. The severed half of my finger that is now completely separate from me won't even move telekinetically. It is nothing but a dead piece of meat that no longer belongs to me. As I move away from the merry-go-round to explore the environment, I feel a jolt and wake up as my sleeping wife bumps into me. Duration: 25 seconds WAKING: I jot down my dream recall and reflect on my fabulously unreal experience at the oneiric playground. I had absolutely no idea what would happen before the test and no expectations as far as I can tell. Next time I plan to induce a lucid dream, I must return to a separate bed so as to not be disturbed and that way I will have time to execute other steps in my plan of action.
I remember that the dream involved me playing roblox harmlessly at first, however things quickly took a dark turn when I went to see four of my friends, one of which is one I have in real life. For no particular reason, I started doing unspeakable things to them, depriving each of them of one of their five senses. One of them lost their hearing because I jammed a knife so far into their ear canal that I punctured the ear drum, one of them lost the ability to speak, and one of them was both deaf, blind, and mute, and possibly incapable of feeling anything. Another one was locked in a shower. For whatever reason, none of them reacted to any of this, and one of them seemed to almost enjoy it. After all was said and done, I kinda just left them there in the bathroom that this had been done in. My friend Ren was horrified by what I did and publicly called out not me but the action of what I did. No one else cared, but I felt guilty the entire time regardless. I remember going on an episode of either the Simpsons, Malcolm in the middle, or both to confess to my crimes, but I couldn't talk about it because they were only interested in things that would make them money, so hal talked with an interviewer in a kitchen about the time one of his kids did something stupid. Regardless, the whole ordeal was an experience of handling guilt. A few of the locations I was in included inside a giant hardware store-ish thing, outside a shopping center, in a bathroom, and on a TV set. One of the people I desecrated looked like max, another like trinity, and another looked like a small electronica musician I saw live once. I feel horrible about all of this and would never wish harm on any of those people. One of them is a somewhat close friend, another one is extremely nice, and the musician seemed cool. The fact that this dream was had after I started feeling like school was falling apart isn't a coincidence. I'm glad I have Aaron comforting me right now.
200222 In this dream I was in an old - poorly lit - garage and talking to the owner mechanic - a friendly older man. We were talking about mechanical things, and I told him I hadn't always been very interested in the subject but that lately I was, and he said it was never too late to learn and that one place to start is with a tool. I looked around for one and chose a medium sized Square and he said that was a good choice and I asked if I could buy it and he said $4 - I had a five dollar note and a one dollar note and thought just to give him $6 for it but decided to give him the $5 saying 'keep the change'. As we moved around the workshop - I suddenly thought that I had been there before and then remembered that a friend of mine and I had stopped here many years ago when out riding. I seemed to think that my friend and the garage owner were friends and asked him if he remembered me and my friend stopping in all those years ago, and he said that he did indeed remember that. Another person resembling my friend - white hair and beard - was flittering around in the peripherals. A child then appeared riding a small unusual looking well-built peddle-car. I remember thinking how fortunate some kids are and had the thought that he would be a boy-racer when he got older...with the feeling that some folk don't appreciate things because they have always been given stuff and never had to work for it so they don't take care of the things they have. The scene shifted to out the back of the garage as I followed the garage owner. My eldest son was with us now. I had the feeling that he needed a shower and asked the garage owner if it would be alright to use the shower in the garage and he was fine with that, so I asked my son to go take a shower and then we would be on our way. When we returned to the inside of the garage, there were two taps running, with water pouring onto the floor. I turned the taps off and apologized to the owner. My son was inside some type of glass cabinet and looked older. I asked him why he had turned the taps on, but he did not reply. While I waited for him to get out of the cabinet and answer my question, I rolled a cigarette. I remember licking the paper before putting tobacco into it, and thinking that was not the way I normally did it... I asked my son again, and he said that he could not find the shower [so he turned on the taps to get attention] - or that was the feeling I got from his reply... The workshop floor sloped upwards as my son, and I walked toward the back - but I think that this may have been out the back and it was night-time, and I didn't tell the difference between being inside and outside - and suddenly the person with white hair and beard speed down a pathway leading back into the garage saying something like 'wait here!' - he seemed panicked... I then awoke and thought to take some notes and then go back to sleep [because it is only 3am] but then decided that if I remembered my dream in the morning, I would DJ it - but then I couldn't get back to sleep so got up and wrote this down.
bedtime 00:00 04:15 turn over, in bed quickly, forget in which city I'm in and wack wife with my arm, which wakes her up, I feel really bad about this and it takes a long time too fall asleep after this 09:00 + meeting with company N presiddent ouotside on street (C&S in B?) after my successful application & test results to work there. He tells me about there revolutionary new architecture "MISes" (pronouonced MEEZuz) and I say it sounds like "an runtime-configuring datapath" (meaning each unit broacasts its requirements and the datapath reconfigures itself to use the available pathways to provide exactly only the required information), which he confirms. I say "this is a revolutionary design", I'm very impressed. I know he has been following my application process. I'm worried that I can't live up to such lofty expectations since I'm not a full-on architect. + in water , boat & shark like thing in waves + in city with group, break up to explore on our own, something about Carl's Junior? + walking on side walk, thinking about rehearsal [DS] which is at 7:30pm, several hours away. I don't want to go, but tonight is a sectional, and my absence would be especially felt + watching TV/video outside in post-apocalyptic city? Walking up stairway indoors open space lots of junk, I think that I will need to call some friends to help me move/throw away a lot of think junk, (and that the people I'd call know each other and I don't want them to realize I know them or have been meeting with them?)
I was laying down pretending to be asleep in till I notice the door open by itself and someone walk pass me as I slept. I open my eyes a little to see who it was as I notice they walk pass me again. I thought to myself how did this person get in and where even was I? As I begin to realize I was no longer laying in my bed but on the concrete floor. It was very dark , I got up from the ground as soon as I notice the person walk the opposite direction from me. I began to walk and and turn around to see the person was some kind of deformed alien looking creature and made this screeching sound. It was about 8ft tall and skinny. There was 3 of them so I decided to start running anywhere in the darkness and ran in to a factory. When I reach the factory a couple of employees there started to fight me. I became lucid and realize none of this made any sense. Which made the employees no longer violent but friendly. I would then wake up in real life before going back to sleep in a few more minutes. Once I fell back asleep my dream started with me working in an office and having a discussion with my fellow co-workers. We were deciding on what new product should be promoted. At some point I left the meeting and found myself in a situation where I had to climb to the top of a huge mountain. I found this some what odd and started climbing it. I felt so much pressure from doing this but felt strange. I became lucid while climbing it and felt an extreme desire to reach to the top of it as if my whole life was depending on it. I told myself I better not wake up yet in till I reach the top of it. It felt like 10 to 15 minutes gone by and I was still climbing. Then I could see the end was near. Once I reach the last of it I felt all my energy was gone and I smile saying I made it. Right at that moment I woke up. When I woke up, I was shock to see only 10 minutes had passed since I last awoken. The dream felt like an hour long.
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