Lucid Dreams
I wake up in the morning, but didn't move. Instead I try to call my zooming ability. I didn't try to visualize or imagine anything, I just totaly emptied my mind. A scene of far away big city at night appeared in front my eyes. The city was full of tall buildings and several skyscrapers. I use fast zoom(2x) several times. There were 3 skyscrapers that took my attention, they were grouped in triangle. Two smaller in front and one taller in the middle behind them. On top of the tallest there were a tower with large metal ring-thing on top of her and something that resemble a man beneath her, so I zoomed futher. The man was looking at me, he said something that I didn't catch, then he point at me with his finger. His face was very serious, he raised his arms toward the sky and say with very loud voice "The Future is Now". The giant ring split to six rings which starting to rotate around each other and emit strange light. When they were rotating fast enough, a big portal appeared with a flash. The portal started to pull me in, like a black hole. Last thing I saw before being sucked in, was the wicked smile of the man. My vision go black for second and I wake up on the ground. I have a body now and was dressed in some sort of military uniform with vest and helmet. I was holding a submachine gun, I was needed a little more time for all of my senses to catch on. A fellow soldier grab my hand and forcefully raise me on my feets. He said loudly "get a move on soldier, do you want to die like a coward". It was a night and large battle was all around me. There were tanks, choppers, artilery at both sides. Explosion after explosion, bullets flying all around. I don't who or why we were fighting, so I run 15 meters on the side and jump in a shell hole. I started to wonder where the hell I was. I looked at my gun, there was some letters inscribed on him - "H&K MP7A1-XXX". I remembered them and close my eyes with intention to go back. I saw a bright light and clicking noise, in next moment I wake up in my bed. I google the number while still was in my head and the base model of my machine gun showed up H&K MP7 with some modifications.
Mind Zoom ability I see a street full of moving people and cars, a newspaper shop, livng buildings (all normal stuff of a street). Now I can zoom at whatever element I get my eyes on. My line of vision is not limited to straight-line. I see that something is moving on the 2nd floor window in opposite building and I'm starting to zoom, my vision is moving slowly through people and cars to the direction of the window(I have two modes:slow zoom, fast zoom 2x,4x,6x). I see a man face, he is moving in the kitchen. I zoom more and now I'm in the room, can look around if I wish. He sat at the table and start reading a newspaper, I get curious about the newspaper and zoom more. Now I can see the articles, but I can't recognize the language. I only saw the date which is roughly five years from now! My focus suddenly colapse and my vision become blank. I open my eyes.
Oct 1 2018 Fragment 1 - With F in hotel or cabin - clearly feels like a form of temporary escape or travel-like lodging. There are layers that we're stacking in order to block this one segment of the house, we try to rearrange them in several different ways. For some reason we don't want to go outside, there's a deep sense of fear. The colors white and black are prominent. Fragment 2 - In big field helping my dad move something (folding wooden ladder-like structure like an attic pull-down door, but huge. Dad loads it into back of vehicle, I'm laying my body on/across the top of it (several stories up) to "support it". We're driving across a daylit green field. Suddenly he's at the top with me. I see a roach and tell him, it turns out to be a scorpion, he squishes it and it oozes black ichor. Important colors - green, blue, black, wood-brown. Fragment 3 - Nighttime, in hotel that is based off an elongated version of my apartment block; I'm walking around the outer perimiter and can see in to people's windows clearly. I round the corner and enter the hallway to a seemingly endless hallway of doors. I get spooked by the fact that they're all closed and think about the connection between doorways and expectation and become lucid. Lucid 1 - I enter the door and see a strange sight - my hairdresser from childhood to the beginning of college, in an all-white small square room. She's a stocky woman with short dyed-red hair in her trademark white and red-dotted shirt and matching shorts. She's standing in the right-backmost corner, facing the wall. To her right there's a black trash can on the floor with her head in it, looking at me. I approach her and say her name, then wake. Important colors - black, white, and red. Dream 1 - F and I go to an after-hours college professor's dinner. She's rumored to be a murderer or seductress; this is connected to fragments 1 and 3, maybe she's what we were fearing? Here I see several of my high school friends, and we jab at each other for not staying in touch. The woman enters the room and we are all on guard. I can't remember if she killed anyone. Maybe we played a board game or discussed a book. The room was distinct, a deep red. Note - all of my dreams were extremely emotional and marked by color.
September ToTM (Task of the Month) and Faust ToTY 2018 (Task of the Year) Combined ~ Dream #1 ~ 100% Lucidity Approximate Real Life Time: Around 10 minutes Approximate Dream Time: About half an hour Dream:I was in a futuristic city, a blend of high tech bridges above streets and railings to prevent people from falling to the below. A little girl with a teddy bear in her hand approached me. I knew what she wanted, I was Mephistopheles after all. She looked back at the museum of dinosaurs behind her. I said, "So what do you say, how about you let... me help you ride a dinosaur, while you do me a small favor: give me your soul." She nodded and she was ready. I snapped my fingers and we were back, 65 million years ago, and I needed to save the dinosaurs. Now now, don't panic, it's all part of the plan I just made up. A red streak was in the air, hot and burning. A meteorite. I put my hand towards the meteorite and contracted my palm. It was gone, the meteorite. "Well, well, well, I didn't expect that to be easy." I took the girl's hand and snapped back into the future 65 million years later. Surprisingly, it was even more high tech than the place she came from. I found a dinosaur riding shop and gave the other equilient of 1 million dollars in their currency which I brought from the back of my hand, 50,000 at a time. The girl got to ride the dinosaurs as long as she wanted. And when she was done 2 hours later, I told her that we need to go back. She nodded again as well. I snapped my fingers and we went back to the meteorite. This time I didn't destroy the meteorite. Now I turned back into the future, and the girl was satisfied. I took her soul as she looked away from me and at the museum. After that, I was gone. Am I supposed to feel guilty for taking her soul? No, because I was Mephistopheles.
Sep 30 2018 (3 dreams, 2 lucids) pre-star wars interstate/table in front yard, F's car - why are the keys on a table in the front yard? they can be stolen! have to get her car back, getting angry lucid/semi-lucid star wars dream* (badass) wbtb (lasted for 3 hours) lucid with D and 8, and roach antenae then hopping away like a deer, short, got lucid halfway through space station dream getting a delivery, we were running out, boss says forget about the reeses puffs and then they give us twice the delivery (everyone mad "we could have been getting twice this whole time? we didn't even get any reeses puffs") and guards and cutting ribbon lines (dad, w/ gun or broom) and other stuff (transformed into noir music video at end); remember the black slats on the divider vividly, and the floor; like an arcade! vivid, long lots of HI and feeling for dream scene, but no successful WILDs feeling for a white tennis shoe feeling for a white metal corner with slats on it *Star Wars dream: I'm in the office of 9. My best friend (A) and his previous long-time girlfriend (T) are there. There's also another girl from the previous dream who has orange hair (we'll call her O; I had a feeling she might have been a manifestation of my guide). A has a hooked nose unlike in real life, and he's standing next to the bookcase in the far left corner comforting T. O is sitting in a chair looking at me. It's a persecution-style dream, someone is going to eradicate us. I think I had to kill someone in the office, someone was a traitor. I become lucid but decide that instead of pursuing goals I'll let the dream take me wherever it was intending to go. I have a lightsaber and there was someone else there (my dad or F?) who had one, so I offered the group mine thinking that the other person and I could take them with just one lightsaber. They declined and I decided against it anyway, I would need it. So instead I give them a purplish greenish small box of parts to make their own. The dream shifts and I'm in the front yard in the passenger seat of the van. My sister and F are across the street selling pumpkins (as a disguise/to make it seem normal that we're there and that we have nothing to hide). They need to close up so we can go. In the car with me is O, and my dad and possibly mom are near the car. [I say something to someone.] Sister brings me a pumpkin in F's WL purse, it's ripping, I tell them to stop messing around, there's danger. Eventually the scene transitions and the pumpkin stand disappears, it's darker outside, I can tell Sith are coming. I think I told the van to drive away but I can't remember now. I walk to the curb and it's much darker like a storm's coming, dust blows by me dramatically and I see two white Hutts at the very end of the street. I remember now that I had told them in the van not to fire their blasters unless they had to, because if they did the others would know where they were. For this reason I don't draw my lightsaber yet (it's probably about 6 houses until the end of the street so I have some distance to cross). When I reach about halfway I notice three more Sith, they looked like Tuscan raiders. Unexpectedly one of the Hutts charged me! It was much faster than I expected because instead of slithering towards me it floated/levitated towards me at an alarming rate. It also held its red lightsaber in a fully forward way, arms up and forward at the chest. It was very intimidating. It also had force lightning. By this point, I had succumbed to the dream's validity to the point where I was still lucid in awareness, but it was more like an elevated state of consciousness and control of my own actions, not control of the dream. In any case I didn't think to use dream powers but was limited to the constraints of the universe, so because I had a blue lightsaber, I only had force push, and becuase they had red, they also had force lightning. So essentially we would circle around each other while facing each other, him sending lightning at me and me pushing or lightsabering it away. This was very intense and I was still only facing one of them. Once I had sen that the van was gone, I decided to flee as I couldn't face them all. I think I may have killed one of the Tuscan raiders first? I ran to a kid's bicycle and as I boarded it, one of the raiders had come up behind me on a Star Wars bike. I used the force to lift the bike up and start flying. The raider and I get into a contest of side-swiping and I dismount him. I have to pull up because there's a white fence/gate at the end of my street. Now the sky had gone from storm-blue with dust in it to full-on apocalypse brown. I was flying past twisted trees and power lines, turning sideways to dodge them. At some point the dream faded. Most of these dreams came from day residue; the SW part came from listening to an episode of MBMBAM discussing naming a kid Anakin; we recently got a new end table by our front door where we leave our everyday carried items, and it's next to a window with blinds so I recently thought "what if they can see through those?"; the arcade-themed space station was due to seeing a Dave and Busters-themed scene in the show F was watching (I think Once Upon a Time). Anyway the lightsaber fighting was badass, even though it wasn't as conscious as it could have been; but it probably would have been much shorter if I had been fully lucid the whole time, so I'm in part glad that the dream and the threats it posed felt 100% real. Interesting note: At the end of the SW dream, I was in an FA with the layout of my room being slightly different and although my eyes were closed, I could see a thin strip of light in front of me (in reality, this would have been to the right of me). I sat recalling my dreams and had a brief visualization/WILD attempt within the FA! Then I woke up. For some reason I wrote in my DJ that it's possible I had the SW dream stemming from visualizations during my FA? Interesting but I don't remember about the FA to say for sure now.
//Been meaning to write this down for about a week now. Oops. I'll put the lucid parts in a different color. Dream 1 I'm walking around in a dark room, so I can't see much of my surroundings. I'm not sure what happens, but I suddenly become suspicious; I cannot remember how I got here. Since I'm alone, I jump, to see if anything strange happens. Nope, just a normal jump. I'm not convinced, so I jump again, expecting myself to float. I hover in the air a bit before floating back to the floor. I realize I'm dreaming! It takes me a second to push down the excitement. I shout for clarity a couple of times, and the dream stabilizes. I'm unsure what to do for a moment, then decide to examine my surroundings after jumping around a bit. Yes, it's still dark, but I can still see a little bit. There's a staircase to my left, so I go up. The stairs lead right into a bedroom with glass panes on the wall to my left and just ahead of me. There's a queen bed in the center of the room; someone rises out of it and stares at me, but I pay them no mind. I instead look out the window. It's stormy out, rain pelting the glass and the doors leading to the balcony. I'm about to explore more until I remember a goal I'd had for a while: to make a ball of energy in my hands. Better try it now before the dream dissolves! I move my hands to make the energy ball; I can feel energy rush into my hands, but cannot see it visually. I speak aloud and describe what I want, speaking of a blue mist. Blue wisps emanate from my hands, but no "ball" so to speak. I then describe it as a lightning ball, but then my brain associates the word "ball" with "bomb". Yeah. A loud explosion comes from outside. The glass shatters inward, the results of the bomb nearing me at a rapid rate. I'm not afraid; I simply open my physical eyes to get out of the situation. Dream 2 I wake up at this point and go back to sleep. I end up in the same dark room. I recognize this once more and go lucid. This time, I open the front door and will it to be nice and sunny. It works, sort of. I practice flying and other forms of dream control. I try to change location by closing my eyes and asking to go somewhere else, but the other location falters a bit before shooting me back in the one I first was in. Oh well. I believe I slowly lose lucidity after this.
Date of Dream: SAT 29 SEP - 2018 Dream No. 437 - Separated Sections Dream 437 A - Trying On My Wardrobe I don’t remember much about this dream; it took place at my old house. I was in my bedroom and I was trying on this huge array of clothes that I had in my wardrobe. Some fit and some didn’t, I was trying to see what clothes I needed to give away to charity. At the end of the dream, I remember specifically trying on a purple belt that I really liked the look of and so said I should wear it more often. That’s all I can remember for this dream. Dream 437 B - Just Come As You Are (Lucid Dream 27) The dream started with me at my other grandparents’ house, although I forgot what was specifically going on. When I went into the sitting room, there was mention of some Wii game simulation that I would be a part of. I then entered into the scene of the Wii game simulation, it was some kind of snow slide with a dark frosty sky. 18-Volt could be seen from the back and he was realistically textured. The dream also changed his clothing to be a short-sleeved maroon coloured t-shirt and medium toned denim jeans. His skin was a bit lighter than usual and he had brown frizzy but somewhat spiky hair and it wasn’t tied up either; rather it was was a shorter haircut overall. He also wore glasses with clear lenses that had thick black frames around them. So first, the dream showed 18-Volt from the back but then it went over to my perspective, where I was sitting on his lap as he slid. He had me strapped in with his arms, having them placed around my stomach, as I leaned back, sinking my upper back into his chest. The environment around us was cold but I rather felt very warm and perceived 18-Volt’s temperature to be near hot, almost as if he operated like a heater. As 18-Volt leaned back slightly as he was sliding, I almost felt like falling asleep at some points. I was then on the slide again but this time, I was by myself. There were soon these paper obstacles that I can’t exactly describe but I aimed to jump on each and every one of them. At the end of this slide run, this holographic board was shown and apparently it showed who I went with for each go. I went with 18-Volt for about the first six or seven times and then after that, I rode with some other characters, including Waluigi one time, which I actually felt awkward about when I found out. The dream then changed scenes and I was back in the main dimension with my mum. We were talking about our visit to the other grandparents’ house although I forgot what was specifically said. We were now in our local area, near the primary school and we entered into this stranger’s house. Back in their front yard, just under the carport, my mum and I were discussing about what bows to choose for my other grandma’s present. We came to this large, skinny gift bag that was sitting on a chair and there were all these bows in it. I picked out a bow and told my mum what I thought of it. We ended up picking out a lime green coloured one but it wasn’t chosen after some discussion. The next bow we pulled out was a red colour and it had some spiky points and stars on it along with some gold speckles; we decided that this would be the bow to use for the present as it suited my other grandma’s personality the most. After this, I started walking down the hill alone. I was slowly, aimlessly wandering down the road, I was thinking about the bow picking with my mum and although absolutely no reality check was performed, I somehow became aware that this was all a dream. Straight away, without hesitation, my intention clicked over to call 18-Volt. Amazingly, I now had my wits about me just like I was existing in waking life. So I mentally planned out what I was going to do; I was going to trick the dream into thinking that I had no intentions to use 18-Volt for an elevator scene. As I continued to mosey along down the road, I called out “18-Volt!”, no response, “18-Volt!”. And then I went on to say “Please come! Don’t worry about the elevator scene! Just come as you are and we’ll find something else to do together!”. I continued to talk in a similar fashion and that’s when the most miraculous thing happened. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw 18-Volt start to walk up from the bottom of the hill. It was even more impressive (and somewhat scary) because I had the standard waking-life awareness. I decided to remain quiet for a few seconds just to see what would happen and 18-Volt just continued to slowly march up the hill. His appearance was WarioWare Gold but with semi-realistic textures. Once the reality of the situation had sunk in, I became so excited that this time, I ran up to 18-Volt. When I was close enough, he stopped where he was in the middle of the hill and when I finally got to him, I hugged him. After hugging me back, he picked me up and, because of waking-life awareness, I took an extra step to greet him; I kissed him on the cheek. He got startled but in a good way as he must have been previously zoned out. He then gave me a kiss on the cheek, not only that, he kissed me on the other cheek as well. I then kissed him on his other cheek also. When I thought I had done enough of the formalities, I then asked him to take me for an elevator scene. He smiled at me, in agreement but also as if he knew and was amused that I was trying to trick the dream earlier on. Although a seemingly average guy in video-game portrayals; in the dream world, he’s very smart and he knew the temperament of an uncooperative sub-conscience. He made sure I was comfortable and then continued in the direction that he was originally going in. The dream then faded into another scene. We were now at an unknown shopping centre, 18-Volt carrying me in the same position as we were at the end of the previous scene. I was facing in towards him as he had one hand on my upper back and one hand on my butt, supporting my weight. To make sure I was extra secure, I had my legs wrapped around him. At some points of the dream though, he turned me around so I was facing outwards, with my back leaning into him as he had his arms locked around my stomach area. Although my legs were dangling, it didn’t feel like I was about to drop and rather he still supported my weight very well. In one of the parts of the dream where I was facing outwards, we walked past some lift doors but I didn’t think they were quite right; the door looked too dark and so I thought the inside would be dark as well. As 18-Volt continued walking slowly so I could look around, I said to him, “I just need to look for the right elevator, one that doesn’t look too dark and is rather half decent”. Indeed a lot of areas in the shopping centre weren’t very well lit and so I thought the results would be dodgy. 18-Volt and I decided that we would go to the end of the shopping centre where there would hopefully be a lot of windows, therefore lighting up the area appropriately like a real life surrounding. In the areas where there weren’t any lifts around, 18-Volt turned me back around to face in towards him, in a way, signalling for me to have a rest. In-fact whenever I was facing in towards him, there was always this warm, pleasurable sensation that I would feel, more in some areas and less in some others. It felt like ages but eventually, we came to one end of the shopping centre, on the ground floor, leading to an undercover car park and although it was still dark, I thought we’d try that elevator as it looked better than the others I had seen. At this point, 18-Volt had me facing outwards as he carried me towards the door. He stopped a few metres away so I could observe the door opening from a reasonable distance. When the door to the elevator opened, there was some red and orange paint-like stuff in there. 18-Volt turned me back in so he could talk to me. In an accurate version of his voice from WarioWare Gold, including the American accent, he said to me, “You might wanna take your top off. The red and orange colours in there will raise your blood pressure. You’re gonna get hot”. I’m surprised he actually knew something about colour psychology. He must have also said that considering he knew how much I was going to panic when I was in there. I ended up taking off my top layer which I discovered to be my light mint green Review cardigan. He then said to me, “Do you mind if I go to the bathroom to take my jacket off?”. My mind was envisioning that he would be wearing a deep blue-green short-sleeved t-shirt underneath. My physiological signs though were saying something else; I was shaking and my heart was racing, I could literally feel the frantic pulse! After some hesitation, he said, “Actually, I’m not gonna worry about it”. He felt that I didn’t want to be left alone in front of the elevator and that I thought the dream could make him go missing if he left my sight. I was then turned to face outwards again as 18-Volt brought me right up to the door. He stood there silently for a few seconds, waiting for my breathing and pulse to reduce before he would press the button to open the door. The dream then took a slight turn; a woman walked by and seemed like she was interested in what 18-Volt was doing. She stood a couple of metres from us and made a comment that it was interesting, the method that 18-Volt was using would be constructive to parenting rather than the typical approach of bullying the child. It felt like she was actually re-evaluating the way she treated her own child. The lift doors soon opened and 18-Volt proceeded to calmly and slowly take me in. The woman also ended up coming in and as this was happening, the dream was beginning to play this sub-scene. There was this electronic touch-screen board in the elevator, sponsored by Big W, where you could construct a mean phrase for a parent to say to their child. While still in 18-Volt’s arms, I tried to create a phrase myself but since I was lucid, I realised that none of the phrases made sense and so I didn’t know which ones to join together. After pressing a few buttons, I woke up. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially) - Have all members on the dream guide team obtain and apply knowledge on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No) Challenges - Start the dream off with a dream guide already present (Achieved? No) Dream 437: Results (Competition #7) 437 A Competition Night: 28 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 437 B Competition Night: 28 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid Dream Guide: 18-Volt Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 36.0 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - Non-Lucid Fragment: First Section of 437 B (0.5) - First Lucid Of The Night (10.0) - Summon Dream Guide While Lucid: 18-Volt (10.0) - New Personal Goal While Lucid: Successfully have 18-Volt take you for lift fear control (15.0) + Previous Total: 110.0 Total Accumulated Points: 146.0
Updated 05-17-2019 at 12:53 PM by 93119
Note: Technically, this wasn't a dream. Not entirely sure why I felt like putting on the DJ. Last night I was listening to the OST from STRAFE through some old headphones (80s I think) I have which make me almost unable to hear/feel the room if no music is playing, and I just had my eyes closed while listening. The soundtrack feels a bit "melancholic" to me in general, but others might not think of it that way. I wasn't trying to think of anything in particular and some imagery formed, though with little vividness, hardly any more vivid than regular imagination. Forgot some of the details, since this was last night before going to sleep. I couldn't recall any actual dreams today, my focus on waking up wasn't in the right place and ironically I'd forgotten about intents last night. As I was listening to second half of the OST, I had thoughts come and go of "darkness". Not vivid but dream-like imagery of being pulled down by my "dream" arm into pits - swarms of spiders and insects would appear and I wondered why it was that I could never have visualised a scene like this without feeling fear or horror in the past. Though the imagery wasn't strong, I still felt some disgust at some of the insects, particularly big ones. This repeated itself in different ways a few times mixed with other passing thoughts I can't remember, related to the imagery. I remember thinking that this probably wasn't what I was "looking for" and thinking that it was interesting that a dream-like setting had formed. Then as the soundtrack got into the last quarter the thoughts went sort of into the actual in-game area that the track would play in, though the imagery was still relatively weak vs an actual dream, I could sort of feel a dream-body and started remembering the black lizard from another of my DJ entries. I started wanting to spot him but instead I realised that I was that lizard this time, seeing from first-person, but wearing a labcoat (which is one of my artificial dream-signs) and though I couldn't visualise clearly, I tried to do hand/finger reality checks; counting wasn't possible due to the low duration of physical memory and lack of "vision" - but passing my clawed fingers through my other hand's palm worked. Though I was fully aware of the music being outside this and the fact that I was sitting on a chair, I felt it was important to try and do a RC to see if my mind would agree with what I was wanting to do. The place the "dream" body was in, was indeed dream-like, despite being awake. As the music progressed I remember running through the halls of Athena (the in-game area) as if it were in the actual game, getting "deeper" into the area, "looking" down at my "dream" legs, noticing that they were scaly and black and that the feet were dinosaur-like, with 3 front claws and 1 rear claw or something like that; the in-game enemies were appearing and I attacked them with the claws I had and my large reptilian mouth, eating some of the smaller enemies and making particular note of all the blood that was showering from the enemies, just like it would in the game. I wondered, was this the darkness I was looking for? I concluded it wasn't. I tried to taste the blood but the sense wasn't strong enough since I could still feel my actual mouth too. I tried using the channeling effect from Warframe with my attacks but while this did disintegrate the enemies into energy, more seemed to appear from the dispersed energy. As the music got to the last track I had on the list, which is the music for the final room in Athena, I realised I was standing where the boss would be. There was the player character down below in the chamber; he was autonomous and attacked the boss control room tower and shot towards me too, not penetrating the glass with the bullets. For some reason I taunted him by licking the glass, noticing the tongue to not be reptilian-like but being long, with somewhat better visuals than before. Then I remember breaking the glass and crawling down the wall as a lizard would and going for the player character and killing him; the hordes of enemies that were attacking him turned to me instead and I remember fighting them and soon after the music ended and the imagery ended, as if I'd" woken" up, despite having been "awake" the whole time. Edit: Forgot to remove private entry checkbox, so changed that. (I sometimes check it so I don't post by accident when I'm sleepy and everything is half-typed ). Edit2: Added a name to the title of the DJ entry so I can find it more easily when I'm looking for it.
Updated 08-08-2020 at 08:43 PM by 95293
Sep 29 2018 Background - i didn't get nearly enough sleep during the week (b/t 5 and 6.5 hours a night) so i haven't had lucids since last sunday and have only been remembering 1-2 dreams a night on avg. so maybe this was sort of an extended REM rebound effect? i didn't sit down to meditate (although at many points i made myself hyper-aware) or visit the bathhouse, but anyway i remembered to do math in most of my lucids, got to talk to my dream guide (or it felt like it), and got my subconscious to play music. p. cool night! 3 NLs - before waking at 5:30 (went to sleep 11:45) (fortunately i wrote all of these down) * in 9, my parents are talking to "Mr Jeff" in the front porch, talking about walking sticks as "staves", they examine one i found in the forest when we went to the cabin at the beginning of august * in 8, seeing an older woman out of the apartment who had just helped F and I with something or was maybe just visiting. she has the body of a younger person but has surface-level wrinkles, almost like they're a painted-on texture with no depth (they're white) and I think she even had black hair. but her skin also looks quite dry. she reminded me of one of my neighbors who walks two dogs * in 512 (grandpa's house) with F and my dad. F and I are sitting at the dining table across from each other, dad is to the right. i have tea and she has water, my dad asks for some of my soft drink because there's some rule that anytime i have soft drinks he gets a portion (he used to do this IRL too ;_ but i tell him i'm drinking tea and that i don't (or barely) drink soft drinks anymore, he points out a detailed list of times i've had soft drinks over the last year. i'm eating a wrap and unexpectedly i see a splotch of guacamole getting pushed out of the top like a tube of toothpaste, i lick it so it doesn't fall and i can vividly remember the taste - it was spot-on. really good guac! LD 1 - WILD after WBTB - after lots of HI coming close to successful WILD, finally it's sort of like an FA, in bed, can see light coming through curtain, sit up and move curtain (feel body shift into dream body). It's light out, I look around, look at body and try to transform, wake up. go back to sleep pretty quickly after that LD chain 2 - WILD, DEILDs, and DILDs - too many so I'll only write summaries - didn't write all of these down because after finally waking from the chain I just dove right in to the second chain * walking outside in area between 9 and neighbor's house, asked subconscious for music to play, got some symphonic. it came and went, but as it faded I would conduct it with my hands and it would get louder. after a bit the music changed to a medium tempo pop instrumental and I conducted it as well. I was focusing on the sight/sound/touch sensations involving the wood fence, white lattice, the foliage, grass, swingset, etc. very vivid * converted FA in 8 bedroom, summoning big cuddly dogs (F's grandma has a big dog so whenever we go over there like we did yesterday, I cuddle with it); in the dream they're very warm, i'm starting to feel temperature more in dreams whereas before with touch i would only feel pressure; one of my goals is to actually feel the bones inside my hands and the muscle contractions * something with F in 9, can't remember details now... * morning daylight scene, approach white service van and enter, there's a moldy (not really decomposed but with a green patina almost?) girl in the back sort of under the carpet (skin sort of the texture of the under-carpet material in floor boards) I try to move her head and her fully black eyes open, I kiss her (or do CPR?) and every time I do she blows air at me, weird weird weird wtf * there were a lot more (i'm getting vague impressions of more FAs and maybe one more outdoor one), they're just lost on me -- i'm giving it time and hopefully i'll catch a few more during the day LD chain 3 - WILD, DEILDs, and DILDs - too many so I'll only write summaries - had these after a brief wakeup and pee * met dream guide as pudgy girl (reminds me of an outgoing version of F's little cousin), talked to her about my thoughts and whether she was real. I didn't ask my subconscious for the dream guide, I just saw her and knew -- i asked "are you my DG?" and she said yes, we held hands and walked through a crowded mall and talked for a bit. * fight/murder in crack, blame - there are two men and a woman, the man and woman are fighting (they're married?) on a second-story floor with long cracks perpindicular to the hallway, so that you can see through to the first story (long fall); the second man walks up and says something to the first man that makes him jump through the crack. the woman is distraught but turns to the second man (her lover?) for comfort. at first i'm a semi-lucid observer but after this i summon my dream guide and he shows up in a doorway behind me as a tall built older man, feel his sides (like obliques) through shirt and they're warm. he says it's the only way he could get to me (like KPAX sort of - why is a soap bubble round) (when I first see him I saw other girls who looked similar but definitely different to the girl DG from before, their eyes were different) * red curtain in parent's bedroom and transition scene - cool technique where I was looking in a mirror and I summoned a huge red curtain and threw it sort of over and around me and wrapped myself in its suspended self to transition to the next dream, however the next dream was somehow "too small" and so it faded quickly as I couldn't get a grasp on it * lost a lot of these too... will keep trying to recall as i lay in bed trying to recall and recount these dreams, i'm perfectly still, when i finally do try to move there's heavy resistence and then a snap! and i awaken, it turns out i had been in a detailed FA the whole time, as a result I lost some of the lucids. before waking I could recall 13 lucids total. not too bummed though as I'm sure I'll have a lot tomorrow night too!
Awake, Non-lucid dream, Lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake] I see a beautiful, blue sky with lots of puffy, white clouds in it. I realize that this is a dream [I'm not quite certain, but I believe I became lucid by first realizing that I didn't recall how I had gotten outdoors where I could look up at the sky], and ground my awareness in the dream by focusing on the clouds in the sky. The sky expands to fill my field of vision, covering up and washing out the gray nothing behind it. I realize I'm in the backyard of the house I lived in as a child, and I'm with two girls I knew in elementary school. I walk around the neighborhood with them for a bit, exploring the yards of the houses. They are fenced in, and many of them are on very steep hills [which was not the case in real life]. At one point, a man who lives in one of the houses sees us. Eventually, I stop following them and start following two DCs who are young women closer to my own age now, a blonde one and an Asian one. [I typically prefer to spend my lucid-dreaming time exploring my dream world on my own, but this time, I thought I could maintain a longer, more stable lucid dream if I focused my attention on following two dream characters around, instead. It seems to have worked.] We end up wandering from the suburban neighborhood we're in to a well-lit, wood-paneled mall. We end up in front of a hair salon, where the salon owner stops us and presents the Asian DC with an award for her hairdressing skills. I notice that she is suddenly wearing a pretty, fancy dress appropriate for accepting an award at an awards ceremony. After she accepts it, we continue wandering around and exploring. The next time I notice the Asian DC, I see that she's wearing casual, comfortable clothes again. I exclaim in disappointment, "Aw, man! I wanted to do the finger-snap thing!" [Meaning, I wanted to consciously and actively change her from one outfit to another by snapping my fingers, Q-style. I was disappointed that she had performed the transformation on her own. ] Our wanderings continue to take us through indoor environments, and we eventually end up in a spacious church where the service is just about to start. A greeter hands me a service bulletin, which is a single large sheet of paper that you have to fold up yourself. I wander through the sanctuary, from front to back, just as the procession is starting. As I wander outside again, I remember that the next time I found myself lucid dreaming, I had wanted to do the 'pinch your nose shut and try to breathe through it' reality check, so I do so. It still works the same as ever - I can still feel myself breathing even while pinching my nose, which I still think is the coolest sensation. However, this time, my dream-sense of touch tells me that I'm missing part of the tip of my nose. [I thought, "Maybe I've been reading too many A Song of Ice and Fire books?"] I see the aforementioned blonde dream character again, and for the first time, we actually stop to talk. When I ask, she tells me that her name is Julia, and it turns out that she knows that I'm the dreamer. She refers to me as the "universe goddess." [There's a gap in my memory here; I don't recall how we got from just talking to this next part, but:] Julia is now mostly submerged in a tank of water, and I lay one hand on the crown of her head, which is sticking up above the water, and say: "I, [my full, legal IRL name], do hereby name you Julia." As she climbs out of the tank, I add, " [Nickname] is short for [my full first name]." [I often explain that to people when meeting them for the first time IRL.] After Julia is out of the tank, I ask her if I can do that again, because I didn't use both hands. I ask her what her middle and last names are, and she says "Tilly El-Haz[something, I don't remember exactly]." We stand facing each other, and I lay both hands on the top of her head and name her with her full name. [She looked like she could have been Supergirl, or otherwise related to those Els.] [Hmm. Fascinating. I've only met one or two other dream characters who exhibited any awareness that we were in a dream, and this is the first time one has referred to me in terms like "the universe goddess." This dream put me in a great mood, as my lucid dreams always do.]
Morning of September 22, 2018. Saturday. Reading time: 1 min 22 sec. Readability score: 62. I am sitting in a wooden chair that is first in a mostly undefined featureless room, though with a vague essence of our present home. It is possibly late morning at first. The passage of time seems unusual at the beginning. Several years may have passed very quickly with a brief awareness of different seasons. Soon, it is in an overgrown field. A Twin Wasp engine is on the ground, a few weeds growing around it. It seems to be golden at one point. The rest of the airplane is elsewhere in the field. There is a 1940s feeling, though based on movies of the time. It seems my task is to fly two ballet dancers (male and female, about thirty years of age), in white, from the area, where they have been for a very long time, living in the minimal ruins of an unknown region. They have still been able to thrive somehow. Although they sit in the back of a small airplane, they seem to be mentally flying it as I sit in the pilot’s seat. There is a sustained awareness of motion. We move through liminal space of only vague definition as the sky. When I look back at the waking point, they are no longer present. Vestibular system avatars sometimes have attributes associated with dancing as a result of the subliminal, liminal, or lucid control of, or focus upon, the illusory physicality of the dream state, the fluidity of adapting to changes in consciousness as well and anticipation of the waking start, even through hypnopompic transitions when they occur. I began to realize this when I was four years old. Airplanes and virtually all flight-related factors (including flying under my own will) are a common dynamic of the process, being present throughout every sleep cycle for over fifty years. Not counting flying under my own will, mechanical forms of flight, such as airplanes, helicopters, and spaceships, when compared with birds, seem to occur with about equal frequency. Gold always correlates with dream state vivification and the emerging consciousness factor.
Sep 23 2018 Four nights lucid in a row! PB! [D] FA where I'm in bed, feeling my breath intensely. I can see two spheres of breath rotating and flowing throughout themselves, as if each of them is tearing itself inside out. The spheres are located a few inches in front of my face and are about 5 inches in diameter each. They're arranged one atop the other forming a sort of figure 8. I shift to seeing this in third person from the left side. Maybe they're feeding into each other? But I see and feel their movement aligned with my even, deep breaths. [?] Wrote something in my DJ but can only vaguely make out the words "tonight", "Jesus", and "fool". Awoke 5:30am. [L] In 9. The dream starts in my bedroom. My bunk is high, almost shoulder level (like one of my old dorm rooms). There are some assorted items laid out on the bed. It's dark outside. I'm trying to find something. The dream shifts to the front yard briefly, then to the kitchen. I need to make F a BLT without lettuce or tomato, on a long sourdough slice. For some reason I'm trying to find a saucepan (maybe to cook the bacon?) but the only one I can find is submerged in water in a white bowl next to the sink. The pan has a thin coating of spaghetti sauce on it. Around this point I become lucid, or rather reach the threshold of awareness, but decide not to do anything about it and to observe instead. I don't consciously control anything, from dream body to dream logic. I put down the slices of toast in the toaster, and they seem too long but somehow change dimensions to fit. At first the slices are vertical as expected, but after looking away and back, they are arranged horizontally at the bottom of the toaster. I'm talking to F this whole time. Finally I tell her "I'm lucid". She doesn't really react. I decide to do something improvised, a coordinated reality check. I hold out my palm and either through speech/nonverbal command or through expectation, I have her stick her finger through my palm. It worked! However now I couldn't really see her, and could see through her. She was transparent and I could clearly read some text behind her that took the form of her body. The dream shifted quickly and I was outside the kitchen looking in, and the lights were off. I said aloud "lights on!" and some dim lights came on but not all. The dream started to fade. I remembered to do math but lost the dream before I could. When I awoke I tried to DEILD, however I could only see the emerging scene if I strained my eyes to the bottom-right corner; there were maybe 5 or 6 scenes that emerged. When I opened my eyes it was around 6:40. [F] I find myself outside a sliding glass door with a family inside. They let me in, they're part of a resistance and they're hiding me from someone; before this I was in a ditch. This was in-depth but unfortunately my pen ran out of ink. [D] I was in a church library. There were bookcases that slid apart, and I was shoved inside. Inside it was dark and there were others. We could see through the cracks of light left by the books. After several implied weeks of pleading my case that we weren't able to read the books in the dark, those imprisoning us finally gave us some better quarters. It was some sort of speakeasy establishment, and our quality of life went up (we had alcohol and other entertainment) but now some of the black prisoners were slaves/barmaids. Sep 24 2018 I had at least four dreams but can only remember two. I'm trying to utilize a memory palace for dream recall when I don't have a physical DJ next to my bed, but it's not always working (although it does help a bit). [D] I'm in the backyard of 9, in full knight's armor. I'm carrying a metal jug of gasoline or urine. It's daytime outside and I'm splashing this mystery liquid all over the lawn; I get some on my neighbor's fence. [D] After a longish dream, I find myself sleeping 9's garage. There are several pillows, and one of them is fancy but makes no sense (day residue from a stupid sweater one of the Property Brothers was wearing). It's made by George (the Walmart brand). It was very visually vivid (and mentally/perceptually clear) at this point, and I think if I didn't get involved with the dream drama I could've easily become lucid. I was in a sling chair but now I'm in some sort of giant furniture bucket looking at a late 90's desktop and monitor. My dad comes in and talks to me for a bit. I decide to go inside and sleep on the couch (worried about bugs). When I go to shut down my computer though, my C drive disappears! I think my hard drive somehow unmounted itself (in the dream I thought somehow it got disconnected/shaken loose). It's a weird mix of XP and Vista and 7 and when I open the start menu I can't search for anything in the search bar. I start freaking out about my computer, eventually I wake up.
Morning of September 23, 2018. Sunday. Dream #: 18,906-05. Optimized 1 min 30 sec read. With metacognitive dreaming, I navigate my vestibular phasing response with imaginary kinesthesia. It has been my predominant form of metacognitive dream state navigation since early childhood. I direct my somatosensory phasing upward, from feet to head to uplifted hands, and request (and anticipate) storm conditions for wind. I am a boy in my dream. The setting is the front of the Cubitis house, close to the carport. Jim (older half-brother on my mother's side, deceased) appears as he was in the early 1970s. He has a large book of information about a secret society to which he belongs. I read a paragraph about the requirements for mountain climbers and explorers. (This part is influenced by watching "Exploring With Josh" videos on YouTube before sleep.) It seems to be morning, but the many gray clouds I called for are overhead. I tie two bedsheets together, tearing parts into strips, and throw the "rope" into the air. Jim tries it, but the other end curves downward, and the makeshift rope falls back down. I hold onto one end of the "rope," and I rise into the sky, about ten feet from the ground, the bedsheet "rope" mostly remaining vertical. (This was influenced by watching "Tau" from 2018 two days ago when Julia made a cloth rope to manipulate devices outside of where she and the other two were, though the orientation was horizontal, not vertical. It also implies I am seeking the thinking skills that only my conscious mind has, which is validated by the dream segment after this one.) Eventually, I find a newspaper and roll a two-page spread into a cone. It becomes unrealistically long and pulls me into the sky, higher than the bedsheet did. The scene repeats, but I add more two-page newspaper spreads. Jim seems puzzled as to how I am doing this. My parents (both deceased) come out during the last minutes. (I lack recall of any of their deaths.) I hang onto the newspaper "rope" and enjoy the intense vivid feeling of movement and flight as I remain in a vertical position. The wind blows me about north and south above the front yard. The other end remains airborne and stable in its height even though it does not connect to anything.
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Sep 22 2018 (from phone and in reverse order, will start doing proper entries again one day) D - HMT - night, distinct steps - slavery/oppression situation - an email gets leaked and a kill order is sent (room, test?) Lucid! 6.44, in crowded mall, surge of awareness, put hand on DCs like she was pregnant, become lucid! LOTS of DCs. most smiling and laughing directly at me, although i don't interpret it as humiliation, but something more like happiness/being proud of me). say aloud, "subconscious, make all of my dreams automatically lucid", start losing the lucid and remember to math but accidentaly count instead, by the time i add it's too late, awake (stiff bed) F - before - woman in closet tied up w phone alarm going off, someone almost finds but doesn't, she will die in there D - long magenta house, yelling hardcore at mom, i want to leave. shame, guilt, anger. dad involved (their fight), oven/meal F - megaphone/board game, F screaming, title of game - screaming (at police officers?) F - school before
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Sep 21 2018 on the phone again 8 light downstairs intruder dream/fa (more detail later maybe) problems remembering other nls through night In 9, living room couch, sth about stalking (m & f) kpop stars, some kind of weird light texhnology Become lucid walking to dark hallway/foyer! look at hands, etc, but loud vacuum left on in office, examine then ignore. remembered to do math! only +, 2 up to abt 23, felt confident, grabbed front door (light coming thru) but before fully opening shut and thought about where i wanted to teleport (some part of my mind still doubted it would work bc of the light). i opened the door (v realistic) but it was just the front yard/street. tried to spin teleport, couldn't. walked towards sidewalk, started getting fuzzy, dropped to knees around curb and felt concrete while doing a little math again, worked! got up walked along sidewalk on other side of street a bit and tried to transform my body (i wanted to grow 4 arms, didn't). I had a plaid pattern (blue/white) button down shirt on. after both of these (drop to knees, transform) the scenery/sidewalk path changed a bit. at this point i was coming up on a large glass souse with i believe a tin roof, shape was a mix between office bldg, church, and warehouse. i could see no furniture inside, and it was dark so i decided not to go in (also think there could have been a rowdy kid playing on my side of the street). i kept walking and remembered my goal to meditate. i passed under a tall pine and sat/lay back on the sidewalk doing a little math and taking in my senses (sight and touch, sound was negligible). to my left on grass were amazing curling fern-like leaves that were covered in dew (they were coming from the grass, like a different type of grassgrowing through). i unfurled some of the leaves and the dew felt nice (not cold, just damp). I decided to look up at the sky - vision became immediately blurry until i stabilized some more. sky was beautiful, and as i had been doing the whole time, i just reflected on how awesome it was that this was a dream and i was conscious in it! after maybe 10 more seconds i awoke. deild attempt but no dice I wrote all this beforehand last night, interestingly: Focus: Ch, F are triggers. DCs tell me I'm dreaming Do math, then spin teleport (clearly)! New goal: Grow 4 arms (separate out)
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