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[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate (I change this to hypnagogic, because that what it is)[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]This morning I woke up and remembered a dream, but I told myself let's test if I can skip to note this dream and still remember it.
I didn't... I went back to sleep and had this dream.
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[COLOR="blue"]I were on a big balcony, that was made of stone. In some kind of caslte I think. Then the teenage king from Game of thrones "Lannister..." open the big door and sais something to me. I thought about this weird experience, although I wasn't lucid I was very aware of my body and choices. It almost felt like I was controling my movement, but I didn't know that I was dreaming. Weird state, because what is tricking me to believe that this was real? It was the same feeling you have when you watch a movie. You are somehow involved in it. Although this time I was controling my actions.
Then I hear someone climbng on the steep mounatin next to the balcony. I look down and see a whole group of soldiers.
"We are here to rescue you" they said. The one who was first grabbed my hand and all of them lose their grip and they formed a chain, like you see in movies when people almost fall down from a height. The guy below that person who held my hand held in his ankle and so on, you get the picture. When all were up they gave me climbing equipment and we climbed to the side of the castle and then down, to the grass. "Down with the king!" they yelled. Then they started to burn down houses in the village, and I shouted "Stop! What the hell are you doing?"

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The dream transformed into the wild people from the same serie and I was now transformed into Khal Drogo!
I think I associated harrassing villages with that. Now I wanted to do backflips! I ran and did a backflip to impress everyone, but on the landing I bit my lip. Everybody was chocked, although I hadn't noticed it myself until I saw their eyes direction.
I got chocked, then I woke up. Cool dream thought[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]It felt like my dream was that vivid because I am used to the dreamy feeling. But it can just have been a coincidence, and it's weird that I didn't become lucid.[/COLOR]

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11 Sep 2011

All I remember is that I had to assimilate a word in order to understand someone and describe them. I am working to bring more details back. The assimilation of a word comes from a Barbra Streisand film which I watched before going to bed (The Owl and the Pussycat). In fact the whole concept of the dream seems to stem from this film.

NOTE: Please regard my guessed date for my last entry. It was somewhere more around 9/5 not 9/2. Also, I have almost no clue what the chronological order of this dream was. I woke up, and kept falling back to sleep after it, so my recalled on it is a little jacked. I'm also going to start doing what Puffin(I think it's Puffin) does. I'll use a scale to show how lucid, and how vivid my dream was. This will give you, my good readers, a better feel of what the dream was like. Here's the scale:

LUCIDITY:
0-Was not a lucid dream period.
1-Very weak lucidity. Almost no control.
2-Having too many lucid downsides. Can't control well.
3-Moderate control. Too lost though.
4-Good control. Able to clearly think, and do.
5-Perfect control. Remember all tasks, no fails, etc.

VIVIDNESS:
0-I can remember every detail of the dream.
1-I can recall all the important things, and some details.
2-I remember few details, but all the important things.
3-Can't recall very well, some important factors though.
4-Major events and details are too vivid, can't recall.
5-Can't recall anything but tiny unimportant details.

LUCIDITY: 2
VIVIDNESS: 4

I was being head-locked by a tall African-American man, after I tried to defend my Dad. He'd taken pictures at a crime scene, so we could report it to the Police. The man saw my Dad, and got ready to lash out and hit him. I stopped his fist, and the man put me in a head lock. My Dad couldn't do anything for me now. This guy was far too strong for him. So, I now unleash a small wave of ki, and break away from the guy. He gets to come and hit me. I get in a fighting stance.
"Taekwondo!" I say(Kinda pointless). I now start to beat the living hell out of the thug and my Dad comes in for the finish. I jump up onto a building by us. People are trying to break into the building, but can't seem to take down the wall. So, I use the Kamehameha on the wall, and it goes down. That's all I remember.

I remember having a lucid. I have no recall of it anymore, because I'm a dumbass and didn't type it up when I should've.

BiscuitHappyz's Dream

I seem to be having a recall dry spell, and I do not have a clue why that could be. Hopefully I find out and/or recover from it soon. But I did manage to remember one fragment from last night;

I was lying in my bed, on my back, with my current book, The Black Lung Captain, propped up on my chest. My black reading lamp, perched on the arch of the end of my bed behind me, lit the room with a warm, yellow light. I was paying little attention to the other details of my room, as I was actually reading the book.

The text was strangely coherent, yet all the the things the booked described contradicted what it described earlier. It was as though I were reading the dream.

The only thing I remember reading clearly was close the bottom of the left page of the book;

'Frey moved into the engine room and shoved Matt aside.'

Of course this make no sense out of context, so in context, that would be;

'Frey, the impolite captain, moved into his ship's engine room, and shoved Matt, the assistant engineer that is not actually in the book but instead my mind put there, into a pipe, possibly hurting his spine.'

It is also notable that Matt is the name of a character in another series of books much like the Black Lung Captain.

That's all I remember. Interesting, methinks.

Kumara's Dream

Fragment - I was one of and/or observing some people staging scenes in one reality to play out in another reality. They/we were creating fight scenes and brainstorming ideas for illusions that would warrant a fight. (interesting little snapshot of the inner psyche)

At the beginning of the dream, my parents announced we were going to some event. It was nighttime, and I decided to watch an old movie. Then I realized it was the director's cut, so I stopped watching it. I went to the kitchen when all of a sudden, the event began inside the house. A bunch of people were there. I think there were maybe 300 or so. And the kitchen was gone too. And it was daytime now. And there was singing and dancing.

During the event, I became enemies (not friends) with a girl. I don't know what happened, but we didn't like each other that much.

At the end of the dream, the both of us got caught up in some flying machine that looked like it was flown by Orville and Wilbur. Then the plane was up in the air and the girl was thrown into peril. I had to save her. So I was trying my hardest, and then the dream was over.

No lucid dreams yet. Keep trying. Keep trying.

I was in college and had just walked throguh the barriers.

I figure I might as well put all my old dreams I posted on this website into my new dream journal, but I'm too lazy to do that one by one. So for all you die-hard fans (haha, what die-hard fans? ), here is the link to my old thread, started on March 4, 2010:

http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/just-...amviews-93085/

(btw, I wrote these almost two years ago, so I apologize if I sound like a mega-douche)...

All I remember from this dream is that I was at some kind of beach area. In the beginning, I was at a shore house....I believe it was one-story and elevated off the ground, as many shore houses are. My mother got back from some kind of doctor bearing a box of contact lenses...I asked why I needed them, as my vision is 20/20, and she told me that they were necessary to protect my eyes....So, I put them on...
Then the dream cuts to me on the edge of some landform with my friend, Brandon, who it is inferred also has a summer house at this beach area. The land I'm on is covered in all sorts of trash (boxes, cinder blocks, broken wood planks, dead grass, etc.), and the part I'm standing on is probably 20 ft above the water in an inlet, I suppose. The ocean was on my right, and the water cut into the land was on my left. The water was calm for being pretty much the ocean, like lake-calm. The land became really steep as it met with the water, still covered in various garbage obstacles, making it difficult to climb down, which is what Brandon and I did. as we looked across the inlet, we saw a small (maybe 15' x 15'), abstractly circular island covered in healthy grass, right in the middle of the water, between the two sides of the inlet. Beyond that island was the other side, which was a commercial beach. The dream then skips, and I am now on the other side of the inlet, the beach. Now, the water is normal beach water, with small waves crashing down on the shore. The ocean was still to my right, so I'm facing north, and on my left was a (unusually elevated) boardwalk. A building jutted out a bit from the boardwalk, resembling the way Martell's Tiki Bar in Point Pleasant Beach, NJ juts out from the boardwalk, shown in this picture:


(The difference is that the building in my dream only extended out from the boardwalk about 10 ft., and was blue and white in color)

Oddly, there were palm trees at this beach, though my dream infers that I was in New Jersey (where palm trees don't grow naturally). My friend and I walked up the coastline for a bit, until we saw our dads drive up in mango tango Jeep with the top down (The dream had now changed settings, as now we were on the sidewalk looking to a car on a road, with a thick forest of palm trees on the other side of the road):


(the was just like this, only it had a soft-top roof that was rolled back, so there really was no roof.)

Our dads asked us what we were doing and why we had ventured out so far without their consent...from there on I don't remember...

It's interesting how I remembered more and more of the dream as I typed this, so the dream is all up there in my head somewhere, but I just can't get it all...

I wasn't figuring on being able to remember any dreams from last night because I had a fairly potent margarita with my dinner. But I do remember bits and pieces of it:

I'm outdoors somewhere with some frineds of mine from work. And I'm carrying some kind of handheld device which lets me see things the others can't. We seem to be in some sort of competition with another group of guys from work and one of them (a guy I work with named Wade) is carrying a similar device. We seem to be driving on some kind of circular track. My team is driving counterclockwise, while the other team is driving clockwise. Or maybe it's just me and Wade who are driving, because I remember looking through the device and being able to see him coming at me. I'm unclear on what the rules of the race are.

In another dream, I find myself driving along a road approaching a 90 degree turn to the left which leads to a long bridge. It's been raining and there is water flowing over parts of the road as the water rises. I'm wanting to cross the bridge and get to the other side before the water gets too high and I am unable to cross.

Sidenote: This bridge scene has appeared in my dreams quite a few times in the past. I don't recall it being a bridge that I've ever seen in waking life, but in my dreams it feels as though it's a familiar sight.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

10-09-11 I am in Hornslet on the spot right across the road from stopperen. Casper and Krimi are there and we are talking about what to do.

We decide to go and do some kicks with an American football. I ask what types of kicks and he replies all kinds, scoring kicking off, punting.
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I am at the shore, though there is a cliff side down to the water. We are a group of people, like a club playing a game where we run down the cliff side as quickly as we think safe to do so.

A girl or someone is calling me, though I don't think it is my phone and a guy tosses it out over the side of the cliff. I get the feeling someone is following us.

In total I run down the side twice, the second time being when the guy tosses the phone and this time I am a bit quicker than the first. It is all about finding small spots to put a foot and plants that look rooted enough to support the weight when you grab them.

The second time around there is a guy who shouts fuck it and basically runs the distance. He is wearing black with “big” black hair as well. I decide to raise the pace a bit as well. Halfway down Daniel comes running down rather recklessly and gets stuck. You get the feeling it is his first time and people don't really like him there.

I swing an arm down and pull him up and hope that he hasn't broken anything. I don't think he has. I think the leader tells me “Nice running and nice DJing too” referring to pulling up Daniel while running.
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I have been jacked, I don't know what they have jacked, but I think it is small nomadic houses.

They are on a train and I catch up to them and jack the train back, which contains my stuff along with materials to construct new ones.

There is a car coming towards the train and I fear we are getting derailed, however the car is small enough to drive under the train. There is someone in the car 2 people I think, but I don't know them.

Think the next obstacle is a tilted train lying across the tracks, but the dream stops before I get to that part.
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A young (18 or so) lesbian is lying on top of someone's mum who is there to pick up her son. She is lying there for quite some time. Sort of get the feeling that it is the first time the lesbian is with a woman as well. She is wearing pink hot pants and a green top.

Shane comes n and shouts the woman's name. The woman doesn't seem like she has been trying to resist all that hard and you get the feeling the lesbian is hot.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Last night I went to bed, feeling dizzy and terrible. I am ill. I still did the exercises for day 3 and 4 and then went to sleep.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream where I really had the urge to go to the bathroom. The whole dream consisted of me trying to find a toilet. When I finally did find one I stood there very long and let it flow. I understood that something was wrong, how can I pee for this long? And why doesn't the urge dissapear?!
I then got a terrible realisation, what if this was a dream and I wet myself for real, so embarassing.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up and saw that, no I hadn't wet myself. But I still[ had the urge to go to the toilet.
So I went to the bathroom and then went back to sleep. I told myself that I will recognise that I am dreaming.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was now standing at a theater, and I was a part of it. My role was to just say one line at a certain time. I saw my parents down in the audience... I don't remember why or how, but I went down under the scene and saw that someone had started a fire with fireworks, so the play had to be canceled.

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The dream sceneary changed and the basement was now a part of my real house (I don't have a basement) and I went up to the kitchen and saw a hot violinist. I immediatelly thought about sex. But when I went out there to reach her, she transformed into a flower. I was discouraged. I then went to my livingroom and I looked at my hands.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]I instantly became lucid. This time I was really focussed on how to stabilize this dream.
I looked at my hands and I touched my body, I rubbed my hands. And then I did something I have never tried before.
I jumped placed my feet infront of me, so when I landed I will hit my butt. On the landing everything become super clear.
I then leaned back, like the test you do to test trust, but this time no one was catching me and I fell straight down on my back. The spine felt weird and I bounced straight back up. The dream was now clear, but I forgot to spin so my mind wasn't clear...
I went out in the garden and flew, with surprising control. Then I saw my dad, I somehow become convinced that he was my real dreaming dad in my dream, so I did everything I could to make him realise that he was dreaming.
I shouted "Dad you are dreaming!" "Look at me you are in a dream", instead I lost my lucidity... [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up and wrote this dream down, I could have chained it but chances are that I wouldn't have remembered it then, so I didn't wanted to risk that. Instead I went to the bathroom again and then back to bed.
I now thought to myself "I can enter a dream without falling asleep, my thoughts wil be vivid enough"[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I then had a dream about something that I can't remember, something matrix related though.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]Then I see a hot girl and become lucid haha. But this time I didn't have the same control over my subconscious mind. I instantly thought about sex and lost my lucidity right away.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I then had a dream about me trying to kill a person from the Games of thrones series.
Khal Drogo, incredibly strong and fast. But somehow I managed to put a knife in his chest. Although I was chocked.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]It feels like I am getting better at stabilize a dream, but today I am going to read about what more I need to do according to the most famous authors on the subject. Maybe it had been done if I had spinned too.[/COLOR]

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It happens at least twice a week. I'm dreaming (lucidly or partially lucid) and I'm making out with my extremely HOT teacher. Well now former teacher but still it's really weird.This happens almost anywhere in my dreams but I can't really control it...only sometimes depending on the dream environment and situation. It's getting really annoying & I can't help but wonder if it's from my obsession with him.

I have horrible recall from last night, not really sure why.

All I remembered when I woke up was a really lumpy, nasty looking sausage in a bun with one bite taken out of it, and it said Pottermore above it. I forgot everything else.

I started thinking about N this morning though, and I'm pretty sure N and her boyfriend M were in my dream.

Oh well, better luck tonight hopefully.