bigbudf92

I've been doing some work. I'm in a large scientific facility. There are a couple of girls nearby. An announcement is made on the speakers - it is clearly a warning as the two girls start running towards the exit.

I follow them, wondering what the warning is for - it seems the facility has been working on a physics problem and the core has encountered an infinite...

I assume there will be an explosion due to overload, but what happens is much worse: suddenly, all I can see, feel and hear is a loop of the last half-second. Again and again the loop repeats.

It dawns on me that everyone in the facility has been caught in an infinite time-loop. The loop continues... I start to worry...

Then I wake up. I feel awful. I think about the fact that there are worse things than death...

I'm in a pub talking to a dude about the same age as me. At one point he says to me "he's gonna get assaulted" referring to the older guy sitting beside him, who doesn't hear. I'm like "umm.. Ok..." - I don't know why he's threatening to assault the older guy. Then the young dude, who I notice has tanned skin, walks away. I start talking to the older dude - I notice he has an English accent. We talk for a while and I start getting fed up listening to him... Then the young dude appears behind him and elbows the old dude in the back of the head!

My friends and I decide now would probably be a good time to leave the pub... I walk past the young guy on the way out and fist-pump him to pretend I don't have a problem with what he just did (as I don't want to be assaulted as well...)

Then I'm rollerskating away from the pub and it's a sunny day.

At some point during this dream, after the assult, maybe even after the rollerskating, the young dude got ridiculed for being an asshole.

[This dream brings to light a problem I feel I have which could be turned into a virtuous quality: when such matters as what happened in the pub happen in real life, I don't tend to say anything about it or proactively respond to prevent harm to anyone. This is clearly a subconcious act of self-preservation, but it makes me feel there are times where I should speak up...]

I've gone into a supermarket to buy a hairclip - my hair is super long and thick like a lion's mane. I feel like it actually looks really good on me! I also feel like I'm in a foreign country. I make some kind of joke to the cashier girl. I also want something to eat - the girl suggests some milk. I think, how can I have something to eat if I have milk? She seems to be suggesting milk is food...

Anyway, it's time to pay and I realise I have only my UK credit card so it won't work in this country...
She says no problem, she'll sort me out.

She sets me up with a bedroom under the shop to stay in while I'm in the country since I haven't any money to pay for a room somewhere else.

I find myself walking around inside a large complex. I have no shoes on - the girl said I need to go downstairs to get some. I realise now that downstairs is a shopping centre - she meant for me to buy shoes, but how can I when I can't remember where I put my wallet? (Now the reason I can't buy things seems to be because I haven't got my wallet.)

The girl falls in love with some douchebag. People are giving me advice about it, saying maybe her and I will be just friends! This doesn't make any sense to me because I didn't feel anything for the girl, so being friends was totally fine with me.

Then the girl has to take her flights out of the country - if she doesn't, she'll never have enough money to pay her debts off.

The people in the room (3 girls, 3 guys including me) are telling me this: she stole a shop so she wouldn't have to get her flights but could still pay off her debts and stay with the douchebag she was in love with. Everyone is flabbergasted by her stupidity seeing as the dude is a douche.

One of the girls starts talking about her feelings; the other 2 guys in the room immediately turn away from her and start talking, as though they are too good for this "girl-talk". I notice this and feel obliged to turn my head towards her, quite close actually, and listen carefully to what she has to say...

I am fighting some boss now - I think it's the douchebag, but he's also got something to do with Jesus. His only attack is to try suck me into his suction pad like a hoover. I counter this move a number of times by casting my spell at him every time he's about to do it.
I beat him, however he then cheats by keeping the suction pad right beside me and making it bigger and bigger whilst backing me into a wall. I get sucked in, now in a 3rd person view. The boss then flies off with me inside, over a building...

But of course, being Snake from Metal Gear Solid, I escape - I roll out of the flying hoover thing onto the roof, to which I exclaim to my brother: "Well it's Snake, OF COURSE he escaped! Hahaha!".

I find myself in a bonus level - clones of Snake appear and attempt to destroy him. They glitch and twitch in such a way that makes me feel a bit uneasy about them, but Snake has no problem in dealing with them.

I wake up.

[Been lazy with the dreams recently as a lot of alcohol has been forced down my neck over the festive period by kind relatives. I tried an SSILD last night with some success]

I hear music which I know is coming straight from my brain so I get out of bed and perform a reality check. Gah, it's one of those dreams where my room is dark and I don't feel like I have much control. I perform a little hop in the air and rub my hands together to try and gain some stability. Then I recall what ThreeCat suggested to me to just not worry about the darkness and it will tend to get lighter. This works to an extent, but I grow impatient and imagine the Moon and the Sun fast-forwarding in their paths across the sky. I see the light changing through my curtains - it appears they are obeying my thoughts, however they end up going a full cycle and stop with the moon back in the sky; still dark. I move to the window. There is someone standing with me. They have a watch on - I make a motion with my hand, trying to make the watch hands move clockwise, but to no avail. I lose control and wake up soon after that

I find myself in some place which feels like a theatre, but also feels like a pub quiz. I look at two guys with empty pint glasses and wonder if they enjoyed them.

I wish to walk down an aisle, but there is a group of girls in the way - the best they could do to allow me past was to form a knee height barrier between me and the direction I wanted to go - I made a joke saying "Ah, I'll just go for the old......" referring to what the maneuver I was about to perform would be called if it had a name (e.g. "Ah, I'll just go for the old backflip then shall I?). The girls laughed, and I felt pretty good about the joke - then I performed the maneuver, grabbing the tops of the chairs on either side of me and swinging my legs back then forward, releasing my grip on the chairs to fling myself over the barrier.

Then I went down to Gregg's which was all the way down at the bottom of the theatre. I'm feeling pretty hungry so I buy a tuna roll and a sausage roll, to which the Gregg's boy says "whoa, that's a lot of meat, man!" I wonder if he's right - should I eat less meat?

Then I see my friend Robert sitting down nearby, smoking a joint. I know he works in the theatre, and I know one of his workmates has just seen him smoking and has run off to tell on him. I feel like the workmate is gay (not making fun of him, I mean I can sense he is an actual homosexual). Robert says he's annoyed because they always smoke here and don't get caught and he carries on smoking despite his imminent bollocking.

I hear people shouting and turn my head to see who it is, expecting to see Robert's colleague but instead see one of the girls from earlier shouting. At this point I realise their quiz team name was "Nuuuuh... All on the 1st date"

[Fell asleep while attempting a SSILD - I remember very vague images and themes from a dream I went into for a while, as well as a false awakening, before gaining lucidicity]

I think - I'm dreaming again. The walls and floors around me are pure white - I know this is a lucid laboratory. For a while the task I've been given by the scientists is to walk through a corridor in a loop to gain stability - I wander how long I will be made to do this...

Time fast forwards, and finally I am allowed to stop walking and the dream is fully stable. A girl comes to take me out of the lab - she announces this in the microphone in a formal fashion, which I hear amplified through speakers in the corridors after a slight delay from hearing her actual voice beside me. She tells me to follow her - I am very eager to leave so I try to run ahead, but she tells me if I'm ahead of her then I could get cancer from her boobs. So I go behind her and touch her boobs from behind (yeah, a bit creepy, but it's a dream right?) which she doesn't mind me doing. At some point during the next paragraph I touched them again but this time she was really pissed off so I didn't even think about doing it again.

She takes me through some kind of obstacle course - jumping, swinging, weightlifting... I am worried about the weights though as I did a fairly hard workout the evening before and didn't want to risk injuring myself by working out in the dream as well...... So I skipped the weights and walked onward to find a shop.

The shop sold all kinds of sweets and crisps - I could clearly see a few packets of Pringles, and get quite excited about the opportunity to shop and see what these dream sweets are like. I tell the shopkeeper that she can add anything to my tab and I'll pay it when I'm done. I take the first sweet I see and eat it, but it's not very tasty Before I get to try another one I spill something on the floor right in front of the shopkeeper. I decide it's best I don't deal with this, so I make my escape to the nearest door, hoping no-one will follow me. As I reach the door I am wandering where it should lead to... I decide it should be a brothel, as I've been curious to see what that's like.

I walk through the first door and, as I'd hoped, noone followed me. I find myself in some kind of small preparatory passage to the second door, which is slightly ajar and through which I can see fancy looking armchairs and dim lighting - I feel certain I will walk into a brothel when I walk through this door, and indeed I do - I glimpse some girls sitting on the armchairs, and one seriously hot babe walks past me. I touch her on the arm and ask "how are you?" then feel like that was a really stupid thing to say to her. When I look around, there are lots of dudes with their shirts off which I'm not so keen on... I would've liked to explore a bit further and try to get rid of the dudes, but woke up before I got the chance.

[Fell asleep while attempting a SSILD - I remember very vague images and themes from a dream I went into for a while, as well as a false awakening, before gaining lucidicity]

I think - I'm dreaming again. The walls and floors around me are pure white - I know this is a lucid laboratory. For a while the task I've been given by the scientists is to walk through a corridor in a loop to gain stability - I wander how long I will be made to do this...

Time fast forwards, and finally I am allowed to stop walking and the dream is fully stable. A girl comes to take me out of the lab - she announces this in the microphone in a formal fashion, which I hear amplified through speakers in the corridors after a slight delay from hearing her actual voice beside me. She tells me to follow her - I am very eager to leave so I try to run ahead, but she tells me if I'm ahead of her then I could get cancer from her boobs. So I go behind her and touch her boobs from behind (yeah, a bit creepy, but it's a dream right?) which she doesn't mind me doing. At some point during the next paragraph I touched them again but this time she was really pissed off so I didn't even think about doing it again.

She takes me through some kind of obstacle course - jumping, swinging, weightlifting... I am worried about the weights though as I did a fairly hard workout the evening before and didn't want to risk injuring myself by working out in the dream as well...... So I skipped the weights and walked onward to find a shop.

The shop sold all kinds of sweets and crisps - I could clearly see a few packets of Pringles, and get quite excited about the opportunity to shop and see what these dream sweets are like. I tell the shopkeeper that she can add anything to my tab and I'll pay it when I'm done. I take the first sweet I see and eat it, but it's not very tasty Before I get to try another one I spill something on the floor right in front of the shopkeeper. I decide it's best I don't deal with this, so I make my escape to the nearest door, hoping no-one will follow me. As I reach the door I am wandering where it should lead to... I decide it should be a brothel, as I've been curious to see what that's like.

I walk through the first door and, as I'd hoped, noone followed me. I find myself in some kind of small preparatory passage to the second door, which is slightly ajar and through which I can see fancy looking armchairs and dim lighting - I feel certain I will walk into a brothel when I walk through this door, and indeed I do - I glimpse some girls sitting on the armchairs, and one seriously hot babe walks past me. I touch her on the arm and ask "how are you?" then feel like that was a really stupid thing to say to her. When I look around, there are lots of dudes with their shirts off which I'm not so keen on... I would've liked to explore a bit further and try to get rid of the dudes, but woke up before I got the chance.

William, who's now a Christian (though in real life is an Atheist), comes into the living room and sits on the couch beside me, just as we are asking Rachel which of the guys in the photos she fancies. When Rachel tells us which one it is, it just so happens he is a Christian - I joke to Rachel "oh, you're into Christian boys now are you?" and someone tells me to remember that William is a Christian and I should be careful what I say.

Then I'm in space and can see a massive spaceship. The population aboard are starving, so parts of the ship with people in it are being eliminated to allow more food for the survivors. I see cartoon characters floating out of the parts of the ship that are being destroyed.
I am going to be eliminated too, but something saves me and asks if I'm okay with being saved, reminding me I'll have a hangover tomorrow if I am. "Oh I'm sure you don't mind", says the something, whilst opening up a teleporter to teleport me to safety.

I'm in my bedroom, sitting at the floor at the bottom of my bed with my pillow. Strange mites start to come out of the pillow and I wake up.

[I perform a cheeky DEILD, visualising myself again with the pillow (but without the mites, I didn't like them )]

I'm back in the dream on the floor with my pillow. Thankfully there are no more mites. I look at my palms and indeed they look strange, but I can hardly see them because it's dark - I feel I need some light to help stabilise the dream.
I feel anxious, though I try to stay calm, breath deeply and focus on the surrounding environment but it doesn't really help.
I let myself float up to a standing position in order to walk to the light switch. When I see it, I remember from previous experience that switches don't tend to work in dreams, so I calmly speak "light on" and indeed the bedroom light does come on, albeit dimly. Unfortunately it isn't light enough to see my palms properly - I wake up quite quickly after that.

[Upon waking I attempt an SSILD but fail - I can't get comfy and I can't get back to sleep for about an hour anyway. It might be to do with the alcohol drinking during festivites, even though I hadn't drunk anything the day of this dream.]

Magical beings of varying forms have emerged. All of the forms are either flora or fauna, and the beings have spread about the globe and camouflaged into their natural environment. For example, the oak tree has found a place by itself on a sunny plain of grass. However, it has frozen itself to avoid being gnawed on by the wolves.



Someone hid something from one of the beings - something of great importance. Now 'Bob' feels like he has been given the short straw, and is coming to exact some sort of revenge. I find myself in a gorge with many large pools of water. A feminine presence is explaining to me that tomorrow I must wait for Bob in the shallow section of water. I envision myself waiting there with a huge snake wrapped around me. I ask if the snake is real: the woman explains "it isn't, but it represents your longing for the snake.'
Now, rather than envisioning the scene, I am in it. I am a female, and I can feel the powerful snake wrapped around me. I holds me up in the water and it presses and slides between my thighs, which arouses me and feels really good.

[I awaken, and try to stay still and initiate a dream re-entry. I feel extreme body vibrations but find I cannot reenter, probably because I woke up just at the time my alarm normally goes off.]

[If anyone has seen "The Babadook" then you will know that "The Babadook" is the physical representation of one woman's grief after her husband died whilst taking her to hospital to deliver her child. My mother recently died, which is why the Babadook is involved in this dream]

The Babadook is about... we realise the only way to defeat it is to show it no fear - to scream threats at it, to attack it with all the ferocity we can muster and not hold back. No sooner have we defeated it than my Dad succumbs to it. He is pinned halfway up a wall, the Babadook is whipping his left arm incredibly hard, until I find I am the one controlling the whip, and putting all my strength into it. A way to counter the Babadook is to do a tennis back-hand serve in the same direction as the whip, which I do.
Dad wakes up in the morning with a scar on his wrist which circles all the way around and joined itself. Dad's friends are laughing because Dad doesn't remember anything of the happenings last night because, as he says: "Haha, I must've been pissed!" and everybody laughs because that's what Dad says when he's been drinking the night before.

[This was my second time attempting SSILD after 4.5 hours sleep - this time it worked and I instantly became lucid]

I notice there's a TV beside my bed which is making noise - this shouldn't be, I must be dreaming, so I look at my palms to find that I am indeed. I find myself looking out over a beautiful, sunny, holiday beach. The clarity of vision is astounding - I take off my glasses and find it is even clearer without them! The water is sparkling, and there's plenty of happy people swimming in the sea and having a great time. I ask a woman where the girl I'm looking for is. (One of my dream goals is to find a girl I met in a previous LD - she said she was depressed and ran off home without saying anything else. I thought I could learn about myself by finding and conversing with her.) The woman points "over there" and offers to give me the girl's number, which she transfers to me telepathically. She also mentions the name "Rebecca" which I assume is the girl's name.
I now find myself in the lounge of my house, overlooking the garden. Again, it is a nice Sunny day. I think I better look for my phone so I can call Rebecca and ask where she is. I go around the corner, expecting to find it there, and indeed it is. I pick it up, and immediately lose interest in finding the Rebecca. Instead I want to go outside into the Sun and meditate, as I have been meaning to try in a lucid dream for quite some time.
I had trouble meditating - I was a bit anxious because I knew that in real life I hadn't put on white noise, which I normally do, and I could be easily woken. I was also anxious that my brother would come in from his night out and wake me up. Annoyingly, he appeared in the dream. I tried to explain to him I was lucid dreaming, and to please try not wake me up. He got pissed off and punched me in the shoulder a few times, then eventually left.
I didn't want to try meditating again in case he came back, so I went down the steps and onto the grass, which was greatly detailed. Video-game-esque flora sprouted up from the grass. I was still struggling to control my mild anxiety, and as the flora grew, it changed from pretty looking flowers to nasty looking weeds as I tried to bring the anxiety under control. The flowers ended up as massive Sunflowers, which I was very pleased with. They then started to sprinkle water onto the grass, which became flooded, just like it does when there is heavy rain. The water flows down the first garden, over the wall and into the downstairs garden. I want to make a raft to float down in, and proceed to do so, but before I get the chance to try it, I find myself walking down the stairs to the bottom garden.

Then a loud clink sound wakes me up... Urgh.... looks like Dad has gotten up and is moving about downstairs... If only I had put white noise on, I could have stayed asleep....

I'm talking to Mark on the phone. I am aware that Mark himself has followed the same path previously - he tells me I can smoke a cigarette in this elevator. I proceed to light the cigarette, but do not smoke it, as I am inside a building and I'm conflicted by the knowledge that indoor smoking normally is not allowed. The elevator takes me to the top floor, as Mark says bye and I hang up. I get out the elevator and search for the exit to the roof so I can smoke - I go outside and find myself in an open-air railway station.
I'm still not sure if I'm allowed to smoke here - usually no smoking is permitted at railway stations. My cigarette is still lit, but I haven't toked it. I see a dude lighting up a cigarette, and feel like his desperation for a cigarette outweighs his consideration for the legality of it.
I cross the rail tracks and almost get hit by a train, but jump away just in time. I climb a steel, box-shaped object in the middle of the tracks, where I know I'll be safe. From my vantage point I can see a mother shouting and swearing at her daughter. The daughter thinks she is an adult now and can do what she wants, but the mother disagrees, and is still shouting and swearing. The daughter salutes the mother ironically, as if she were an army general ordering her around. The mother passes nearby so I say to her in a rather patronising fashion "excuse me. I can see you're trying hard to be a good mother, and that's great. But just calm down and slow down a bit, and take some deep breaths". The mother tells me she's been told to do the breathing before, and thanks me anyway. I squeeze her hand gently before she leaves.

[Note: I quit smoking a month and a week ago - clearly this has something to do with the strange smoking dilemna]