dream fragment

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~4 Min.

A bunch of 343’s from Halo came down from the sky and I went lucid, I went downstairs and said that aliens are coming. I checked to see if it really were a dream by looking at my hand, I had 3 fingers. Then I screwed around with them for a little while and then for a walk. I walked to the mall and when me, my brother, and some random dude got there, I told Cameron that this was a dream, I expected him to smile and want to mess around with the girls and such. I just observed the scenery and sang to myself my favorite songs, not out loud, of course. I walked around and tried to do things like make people disappear and since I wanted it to last as long as possible, I did the rub your hands together trick, it was kind of strange doing it. I got the idea of finding my dream guide before I woke up.

Today i only got one last scene of the night, my friend telling her mother that he had already done his swedish homework and sort of "poured" his homework on her making "klak klak" sound at same time.
Not much but atleast it was something.

12/02/2011
Dream One
"Trainhopping"

The first thing I remember is being on an elevated train. It felt kind of like a monorail, in that it was on a single-railed track, and distinctly had that 'theme park' feel to it. Somewhere along our trip, the train malfunctioned. It began to break down and lose speed, but I can't exactly remember the reason why. It was in this moment, when most of the people around me were reacting to the failing train, that I realized I was dreaming. Looking out the window nearest me, I could see another elevated track. Ahead, I could see another train speeding toward us, on the parrallel railing that sat a couple-dozen yards away from ours. Even in this short period of time, I could see that the train was moving insanely fast. It wasn't a regular monorail, but a bullet train. I knew, immediately, that I would much rather be on that train, than the disfunctional PoS that I was on, now.

I levitated in the air and phased through the roof of my train, landing on top of it. I don't believe my train had completely stopped, but it definitely wasn't moving along at full speed. Ahead, I could see the other train nearing us, breezing along on its own, individual track. Both of these tracks sat so far above the ground that I don't actually remember seeing anything but an obscure blur of green fields far below us.

The oncoming train would be passing us soon, so I knew I had to hurry, in order to catch it. While it passed my train, I ran along the length of the roof - from one of the first cars, which I had been in, all the way to the caboose. At the last car, I lept from the train, in a vain attempt to clear the gap between the two of them. Of course, I fell extremely short, and I could feel myself begin to fall toward the ground below us. Again (much like the T-Rex fighting lucid I'd had a few days ago), I had to right myself, while falling. I 'pushed forward', to turn my downward freefall into forward flight, sloppily clearing the gap and just barely making it to the bullet train as it whipped by the failing one that I had been on, moments ago. I grabbed the outside of the train, sticking somewhere between the train's side and rooftop, and then crawled the rest of the way onto the roof. The speed of the train made being on the roof very intense, and I figured it might be better if I made my way inside. So, slinking back around to the edge of the roof, I eased myself over the side of the speeding train, and phased myself through the window, dropping silently inside the train car.

Unfortunately, I don't remember anything after entering the bullet train.

Dream Fragment Two
I faintly remember something about winning a minor argument against my mom, and chasing someone through a nightclub or bar or something, with a pistol.

11/27/2011
Dream Fragment
(This one was kinda all over the place.) I remember some choppy scenario about being in a haunted area of the woods, and exploring tombs while dodging spiritual entitites. Later, the group that I was with had all gone to Disney, and the park was upgraded with all kinds of high-tech rides, that seemed like they should exist in our present time (though I can't remember what all they were). While waiting in some of the lines, I remember that I was able to do these incredibly agile flips and twists over the railings. I got caught up playing around with this acrobatics, and wondering how this was possible, but not able to reach lucidity.

I also recall having a conversation with an old, washed up Veteran, who was pretty jaded and just wasting himself away into nothing, with drugs and alcohol. I'd been talking something with him about how he needs to turn his life around, and stop driving himself into an early grave by just not giving a fuck about anything. (I have an idea as to who this character might have represented, but it's confidential...)

11/29/2011
Dream Fragment
I was in the middle of a sea of peope, standing outside of a very large, quite beautifully-decorated building. The building seemed to have an old, European archeticature, but I got the disctinct feeling that I was in a modern, U.S. city like New York. There was a police blockade that was holding everyone back, and the cops were practically interrogating everyone, before letting them roam about the area. It seems that there was a gigantic gash that had been dug into the middle street. The concrete was split, and the enormous crevice had to be about 100 ft long, and a couple dozen meters wide. The cops had surmised that the crevice was made by someone who had some kind of supernatural power, and they were combing through the crowds, trying to find the person that was responsible for it.

I don't know if they ever found them, though.

I didn't get much sleep last night. I remember one dream and pisses me off. I "woke up" on my couch and instantly knew I was dreaming before I even looked around. I knew I was dreaming because I could feel this dread and I want to say "fear" but it was just a heavy feeling, being in the dream. I've been wanting to become lucid, but when I was presented my chance, I didn't actually want to be in the dream. I was irritated rather than excited.

The second I was lucid I got up and walked to my front door; already wanting to wake up. I don't know why I went to the door, but I guess in the dream I knew it would wake me up if I opened it; so I did, and woke up.

It's like my dream-self doesn't want to be lucid. I felt completely different about lucidity when I was in the dream than I do in waking life. Any thoughts as to why this happens? Is my subconscious telling me that I don't need lucidity right now, but sleep? That is how I interpret it.

[Two finals down and three to go; wish me luck.]

Dream Count: 2
DILDs: 0 , WILDs: 0 , MILDs: 0 , APs: 0

Dream 1:
I remember having breakfest with my great grandmother I believe. She poured me some milk and accidentally spit on some milk on the side of the glass. She then some how " turned " the milk on the side around.

Dream 2:
This second dream I went to some fancy restaurant and had dinner with the cast on How I Met Your Mother. I talked to Josh Radnor, Neil Patrick Harris, Jason Segel, Alyison Hannigan and Cobie Smulders. I remember asking each of them individually who they were on the show, and they all gave me a laugh and nod when I said their characters. I talked to Jason and when he said who I met first I said Neil. Jason laughed and then said " The Whore? " and Neil gave him that not cool look.

Notes:
This is the second time I remember my dreams, it is also the second time I remember my first dream immediately and the second a bit later.

I don't remember much of the dream sadly, but I will put what I remember. There were 3 witches in the dream and they were all anime girls. I can't remember what they looked like because I don't remember any visuals but one looked around 13, one 16, and one 18 or 19. I remember the one who was 16 telling me that they could give people powers using unique words, each word or phrase granting a different power. They rarely did it though cause they didn't want people abusing it. She told me she would give me powers if I wanted it though cause she trusted me. I told her that I would not abuse them and that she could trust me. So she said a few strange words silently and I felt a little weird and it was over. I don't remember what power she gave me, but I think it was to control fire. And I remember the youngest witch giving someone else a power but that's about it.

I was at home, but the house isn't as similar. My sister was frying salted fish; it was smoky inside the kitchen, and the rest of the house. Blur. I slept. I woke up, seeing the same view I saw before I fell asleep. I was in bed. It was a weekday, early in the morning. We had school (me, my sis, and my bro). My sister said it was good she cooked enough last night to last 'til breakfast.

I can't remember much about the events in my dreams lately, so I will just put out words and phrase clouds:
Bloody hands. A long sword. Two swordsmen fighting. A murderer uncaught wanders about. Someone's arms were cut-off. Bleeding. A dead body covered in blood. Screaming. Fear. Dark. Snakes and apes. A theater-like stage with red curtains and yellow spotlights. A grey rabbit mascot. Shy. Sing. Choir. Red chairs in the auditorium.

I was at my house, everything seemed a bit darker, it was definitely like a false awakening, because I'd done my first WBTB and lay there for over an hour thinking about lucid dreaming and telling myself I'd have one when I was asleep, "I'm going to fall asleep and be in a lucid dream".

I was chilling with my house mates, we went upstairs and found that the upstairs was completely different to usual, there was a huge gap in the walls leading to all this stuff, clothes and old artefacts.

I go through with them, and we all agree we could totally sell all the stuff here.

Then I remember there was an artefact which had a demon inside of it and it was let out, it was very blue, and something about my room and it being very dark. Me trying to kill the demon and not managing to do it. And then leaving for the outside back garden.

Then I saw a huge hilly plain. And my dad was standing on a hill, I had been trying to find dreamsigns all the way through and not managing to even though there was obviously a demon there, I just felt scared of the demon and that was enough to make me not question it's existence. The back garden ultra field and my dad sparked questions, and I asked "I'm dreaming aren't I?" to my dad. And he smiled and said 'Yep son'.

I became lucid, and I had made a plan to survey the dream scene the moment I did, and I looked around. I walked up to the house wall, which was now a mansion. It was so sharp and in focus. I could feel the wind, and the brick on my hand as I rubbed over it, when I got really close up to it it was still ultra sharp, it looked like a HD TV image of it. Slightly pixelly.

I turn around and look at some trees and realise I can do superpowers and change my environment, so I shouted 'MOVE TREES!!!' and did an open sesame gesture really hard and the trees just moved apart from each other without falling over, they stayed in the ground. During this point I realise I had a very hazy thought process, even though I was lucid. Then I walked over to the demon that was terrorising my friends and said 'DEMON BEGONE!' and clicked my fingers and the demon literally vanished. Then I turned to the sky which was a dark grey overcast and said 'SHOW ME A BLUE SKY' but instead of turning to sunny sky ike I thought it would, it turned to a blue nightsky with loads of stars everywhere. So I shouted 'SHOW ME THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SUNSET I WILL EVER SEE IN MY LIFE' and it started changing but I started losing lucidity and some guy came up and started talking about a sunset lucidity gauge which I'd gone over so I couldn't have any more and I believed him.

Then I was punching craters into the floor with half lucid feeling. I was with some other guy who was doing it as well. I don't remember who he was but I just accepted the fact that it was normal. Then a demon came back out again but this time he was more like a joker type, keeping me from getting more lucid again when I was starting to try and go up the levels, and he kept getting in the way. He had black hair, a slit going up for a pupil, dark shadows around his eyes and he looked a bit like a cross between killing joke's singer guy (or the insidious demon that has long hair and scares the woman in her room) and a generic asian face. He was wearing mime clothes.

I tried to get rid of him but I didn't completely believe in what I was doing and he wouldn't go away and I slipped further back.

The rest of the dream is mostly hazy but I remember some back story to the demon thing, about a girl and her dying in the huge mansion that had now become my house.

Insane.

Had a few difficulties remembering my dreams this morning. A couple stuck out though and I have a feeling they are connected in some way.

Super Market


I was in a spacious super market. I don't know why I was there, but I was wandering around window shopping. A few dream characters were there that I had some random connection with, but overall there was little interactions between me and them. The colors were warm and the lights positioned so that the shadows cast in the furniture section were dramatic. It had a cozy feeling to it strangely enough and I continued to wander around aimlessly.

Strange City


This dream city, as usual, wasn't Tucson. It looked like a typical neighborhood, except the sky was off. There was an ambient blue color settled around everything, much like a morning when the sun hasn't peaked over the horizon yet but just enough to light the sky up. The home I was in front of had a few dream characters around it talking about something. Next thing I know, I go into the house and find a staircase leading to a basement. Rather than the basement being a typical room, it was an entirely new world. Oddly enough, when I looked around, everything retained it's blue ambiance, but instead of a sky, there was a concrete ceiling higher up than what it should be. At first, I had to maneuver around piles of mindless junk in order to continue walking on a path. As I kept walking, the "wildlife" of this new world popped up. Just like in Skyrim, there were a bunch of giant crabs near a large pool of water that I noticed. But behind that pool of water lied an entire ocean and cliffs lining it's coast. The junk gradually was replaced with buildings as I kept walking along this now twisting path that outlined the edge of the cliffs. These buildings were curvy but made of stone. Though, the dream just kinda faded from there.

Conclusion
I think length and detail are the big sticklers right now and I need to keep pushing forward. Tonight will be better no doubt!

thebeastofold's Dream


lost in maze, fighting ballerina

i dont remember much of this dream i did a WBTB, i woke up with an awful headache, but...

i was wandering around a maze made entirely of doors, i kept wandering aimlessly until finally i came to a dead end with a huge double doors...i tried to approach the doors and a ballerina fell out of nowhereand started dancing infront of me, every time i treid to go around her she blocked my way, even kicking me a couple times, so i started trying to jump over her, spin around her, even tried to dance with her thinking i could get her turned around so i could escape etc but nothing worked, i finally got frustrated and turned to walk away and all of a sudden i founsd myself hanging upside down with my head barely touching the floor...woke up...

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

Glad to see so many posts in the dream Journal again.


Fragment one:

It was daytime, and I seemed to be traveling on a highway, in a car either empty of full of people I didn't recognize. I was in the back. We, or I, was on a highway surrounded by pine trees. The light outside suggested that it was noon, I cant remember whether or not it was cloudy. I, or we, were driving under a suspension bridge, far to big for the highway. I remember thinking, 'I need to remember that there is an IOSDP attempt night tonight.' My subconscious comes up with the most obnoxious irony.

Fragment two:

I was dreaming that I was in Skyrim, nothing new there. I was in a completely white town, almost at the top of a mountain. If you have seen Skyrim, you could probably imagine what it looks like.



It truthfully looked exactly like that, but with a different layout. The village was then attacked by the Shatterer form Guild Wars 2 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUVLclPDCBE). Geez, I'm a nerd.

Anyway, I dealt with that, I can't remember many details, but I won.
Then another lame-looking dragon I didn't recognize with grayish skin attacked the just the village chapel, so I went in, and somehow dealt with it. It may have flown off.

Then I walked around the town and did some stuff, talking to people who didn't seem to notice two giant dragons attacking their town. Typical game AI, I suppose.

Perspective: First person, video game style

I am an orphan at an orphanage and I seem to be visiting a park down the street. I don't remember what I was doing at the orphanage before hand. I am at the park when I notice a camera. I look at it until it turns into a video game. I point the mouse clicker over a screw and it turns into a screw icon. I press it and the screw comes out. I try and do this to the next one but a ranger speaks to me.

"Hey they're! If you see the ones that broke the camera let me now!" He hollered. Thinking he suspected me I stuttered out "Yeah, I noticed it was broken." And quickly tried to make my way out of the park.

Two children walk by me with a bag full of lollipops. I ask for one but they laugh at me, telling me to do some impossible thing before I get one. I return to the orphanage. The perspective returns to a chibi over head view.

In the dream, I have a flash back. My head voice says "I never liked the orphanage. It was always about rank." Then old pictures with brown sort of textures around them flashed through my mind. A woman's voice echoed through my head. "So has any of the orphans picked out the special animal?" The pictures showed various orphans with pink animal plushies. The test was to see If anyone of the orphans picked out her special animal. The one who did got to be adopted. The last one was of me, cupping the cheeks of a cute, tiger like pink plushie. That concluded my flash back

A pink haired lady which I presume is my friend rushes over to me and ask how my day was. I shrug the question off. I don't remember what happened but she carted off another orphan and locked him into a room. I get ready to change for a big party or something . The dresser was at the bottom of the screen so I couldn't see my character fully, just his hair.

I opened the wardrobe and dressed into a suit. I ask the pink haired lady "Does this look good on me?" She replies "I don't know, the wardrobes blocking the view." This might be a case of breaking the fourth wall as she is looking from my perspective. I say "Well that is the point." before my dream ended.

I've been having a weird dream where I keep seeing these people I've never seen before. I can't remember much, but i do know that I talk to them like old friends. At first, a few weeks ago, I didn't pay any mind to it, but then the most expected thing happened: I met them! I think this might just mean I can read small parts and a little into the future! I doubt it though. Anyways, the reason I don't post a dream everyday is due the fact I can't hardly remember them all! Until next time!!

I ate some peanut butter last night before bed, for the tryptophan content. I also took about 75mg of vitamin b-6, hoping to convert some of that tryptophan to serotonin. I had many dreams last night, but my recall is still terrible. I know I dream a lot, but I can remember only a little.

Chased by Nebuchadnezzar

I am somewhere, being chased by Nebuchadnezzar. He is animal-like, although I don't recall if he was in one of his animal phases. He is chasing a lot of people. I crawl under a couch to hide, which seems to be a clever thing to do. At times, it isn't Nebuchadnezzar but somebody else (the police?). One of my tactics seems to involve holding my breath and counting. There is more to this dream but I can't remember it.

Dream journal

I am in a library somewhere taking books off of shelves. One of them is my dream journal, and I realize that I should write in it. I dream something about lucid dreams, but don't become lucid.