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    1. low recall

      by , 06-16-2010 at 03:25 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Low recall

      ★★


      Yappy dog from hell

      I'm in one of my old friend's houses. I am suppose to take all the dogs (about 3) out the door and leave them outside. One small little dog doesn't want to go. It bite my hand hard. I spend minutes trying to pry it's teeth from my hand. Now, I like all animals... but this dog was from hell. Like if satan incarnated to earth as a bikini blond woman This would be her dog. I managed to get to the door and slowly pry it off my hand. I then threw it out the door and shut it fast.

      I walked back down the hallway and there was a guy there with dark skin. He said in a high pitched voice. "haha, that dog is just gonna come in through an open window and attack you again. sure enough i see it running towards me so I try to punch it as it jumps at me. It manages to latch it's teeth right onto my fist.

      Flying V

      3rd person view of seeing some space ships fly in a V formation. The middle ship is evil and is trying to blow up all the other ships. The other ships manage to destroy it. The ship spins out of control. I am expecting to see an epic space explosion. But the base turns into a wounded eagle and two men separate from it and fall to earth.

      My vision follows them to the ground. Suddenly I am there with them. The two men are like "shit, we're stranded on this god forsaken planet... what shall we do?" They decide to cook up the eagle for food. they sit, talk and munch. I see a blue house nearby and wonder if it's inhabited.

      Raven's dream

      I'm reading a dream by raven knight about a dream that happened earlier in the night. It reads something like.

      "I am with MoSh and we are walking around in a park. I am so excited to meet him in real life. But wait a minute... I actually don't remember meeting him first. How did I get here with him? This causes me to RC, I pinch my nose and become lucid. "MoSh!" I say. "we are dreaming!"


      Asuka

      just a flash of being with Asuka.

      HH

      A lucid image of looking at my hand.

    2. Can't Kill Me

      by , 06-15-2010 at 04:54 PM
      This is one of my
      Five-Star Lucids


      Type: DILD.
      Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

      I enjoyed this dream, even though I wasn't lucid enough to change the dream plot or really realize I could do anything I wanted. But being invincible sure was enough.

      I was in a house, and a pretty small one at that. I knew it was my house at once, and I lived there with my mother and two(?!) sisters. Okay, so I only should have had one, but this didn't cause lucidity.

      Before I was lucid, and who knows how, but I knew I had special powers. I couldn't be pierced by bullets, and I was really strong.

      I was in a fairly small room at the beginning of the dream. It contained a dark gray mat for shoes that filled up at least half the floor space, and there was a set of stairs reaching down into the basement. Although no one was downstairs, the lights were all on, casting a slightly yellowish glow. I knew that my family was all in my mom's bedroom doing stuff.

      I walked into the next room, the garage which was completely empty, and then turned sharply to the left into a work area. This room was small, and had large pegboards all over the walls. The flooring was bamboo hardwood or something similar, and there was a half-wall diving a part of the room off right when you walk in. I sensed that someone was there as soon as I was about to enter the room, because I heard whispering. I didn't like this, so I charged in and looked straight over the half-wall.

      I saw a gun, held by a pair of hands, directly over the wall.
      I was dreaming.

      "Go on, shoot," I told the man as he slowly got up, still pointing the gun at me. He was black and had longer hair, and was wearing a gray sweater. "You can't kill me, and if you don't get out of this house right now, I might as well make you."

      "Go ahead," he scoffed, totally unbelieving. "Make me."
      He then shot me right in the chest, but nothing happened except a slight recoil. I rolled my eyes. He shot multiple times more, still with no results, and the gun clicked. No more ammunition. "That's what I mean," I told him. "Get out now."

      He had a look of fear in his eyes as he hugged the walls and ran out of the house, through the garage door which happened to be open. I wondered what I'd tell my mom. After all, nothing like this had ever happened before. I got into the bedroom where everyone else was and decided to say nothing, but that was beside the point. I heard someone shuffling around in the backyard.

      I walked out without saying anything to my mom or sisters, and found three men in clown masks, sort of like those in The Dark Knight, except these were thinner and more sculpted to their real faces.


      One of them pulled out a large black gun, looking almost like a rifle, and shot me once. The sound rang out like that a shotgun would make, but once again nothing happened; a bullet didn't even emerge. I ran at him and with barely any effort, took his gun. I turned it on him and asked the others, "anyone else have a gun"?

      They shook their heads minutely.

      "Fine." I took the gun and easily snapped it in half. "I'm going to go inside now, and when I come out, you'd better be gone."

      I went into the bedroom again and my family was still there, now folding clothes up. I went into my mom's polished dark wooden dresser and found a section with only guns. The problem was, these guns looked normal, but instead of ammunition, they needed a battery. "Mom, do you have a battery for this gun?" I asked, holding one up. I seemed to have forgotten the fact that there never should've been guns in the house.

      She handed me a shiny, metallic gray stone-like rectangle that fit properly into the gun. It had tiny holes almost like pumice does. "Thanks".

      I went into the backyard and they were gone.



      I attempted a DEILD but failed.

      Updated 03-03-2012 at 09:42 AM by 28408

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      lucid
    3. 6/13-14/10 - Green horses

      by , 06-15-2010 at 07:52 AM (Hidden's Dream Journal)
      We were doing a dress rehearsal. My group had two routines, but I could only remember how to do one of them so I freaked out.

      I was near a stage, in a theater. A guy started asking me a bunch of random questions for a project. They were fairly basic things about my life, but I didn't know the answer to a lot of them. He got fed up with my lack of knowledge after he asked how much my phone service cost. I tried to look it up, but ended up in the game section instead. I went through some menus, then played Kirby for a while because I couldn't figure out how to quit.

      By the time I was finished the guy had left, and I was in my physics classroom. I found a theater app on my iPod. I clicked on it, and an animation took me through some doors and down a hall. There were green horses running alongside me.

      Somewhere in here I entered the image on the screen. I came to a round room with a balcony. There were some dolphins swimming through the air in a circle with a ring of bison floating upside down above them, moving in a circle in the opposite direction.

      I figured I shouldn't just accept that as reality. If something like that were to happen in a dream and I didn't reality check, I knew I would be upset with myself, so I figured I should RC just in case. I did a nose RC, which mostly just confused me. I counted my fingers and had an extra, but maybe I was just counting wrong. I counted them again, more carefully, and
      determined that I most definitely had six fingers where there should be four.

      I grabbed the balcony's railing and noted that it was dark. I took a couple of steps down the hall, thinking that I should rush to do whatever I was going to do before I woke up. I stopped and remembered to stabilize, but I couldn't figure out exactly how. I felt like I was falling asleep.
      I woke up.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    4. 06/13/10 Master of Illusion

      by , 06-15-2010 at 02:18 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I went to bed tonight with an unexpected goal. MoSh had come on the computer and said there were some disturbing things going on with him, he'd had a nightmare, so my goal was to go check out MoSh's inner world and make sure things were ok in there. This was the goal I had in mind when I fell asleep. Once again no WILD, but I did have the following dreams…

      I was at work. It was the hospital where I used to work. I was sitting at my desk. I had been sleeping. Crap… I looked around and saw Susie also asleep. Well, at least I hadn't been seen sleeping. I got up and paced a bit in the office to try to wake myself up. I woke Susie up. She looked up at me and asked what I was doing. I said I was sleepy so I was walking to wake myself up. She said to grab a pillow and sleep then, it was nap time. Nap time? Since when did my job have nap time? She must have seen that I was confused. She asked how else am I supposed to check the inside of the servers except through a lucid dream? She said I should get to sleep and into a lucid so I could go check out the MExchange1 server while she finished checking on the Harp0 server. She lied her head down to go back to sleep. Checking servers in lucid dreams? Better get in the habit of doing RCs. To begin that I did a RC right there. I could breathe through my nose even when I pinched it… I was dreaming right now! Screw this job! I'm outta here!

      I walked out of the office and down the hall to the door that led to the fire exit. Concrete stairs led both up and down from there, but instead I climbed up on the concrete railing. I did another RC just to be sure, then I jumped into the air and flew. Yay flying! Yay lucid dream! Ok… focus. I flew away from the hospital and thought about my goals. I wanted to do a DDO dream… I wanted to open a locked book I have in my inner world… I wanted to complete the task of… MoSh! That name pushed into my head with force. MoSh! I had said I was going to go check out what had happened with MoSh! I bumped paying a visit to MoSh to the top of my list of goals. I focused on opening a portal… at first it didn't want to work, but then I focused harder and it opened. I flew through the portal…

      I landed in the yard outside of MoSh's house. The weather was bright and sunny. I went over to the house. I could hear voices inside, a man and a woman were talking really mushy mush to each other. I looked inside through the window and saw MoSh and Asuka kissing pretty heavy. I didn't want to interrupt their make-out session. I turned to leave, but I remembered I was going to check on Asuka. I looked into the window again. I would check on both of their energies to see if there was any sign of contamination. I looked, focused, and I saw none. It wasn't just that I saw no contamination, I saw no energy at all! They weren't real! Wtf? I quickly made up a corny rhyme spell… "Dispel the vision that I see, from illusion set me free." The illusory MoSh and Asuka vanished… and the entire scene shifted…

      Now I was in the basement of MoSh's house. MoSh and Asuka were chained to two separate stone tables. There were people there torturing them. I recognized the torturers, too. Nomad was peeling MoSh's skin off and Angel was sticking rusty nails in Asuka. Wtf?! No way could that really be Nomad and Angel… Whoever it was I was going to stop them. I went in to stop them and noticed again… no one there had any energy. I repeated the spell I'd made to dispel illusions… "Dispel the vision that I see, from illusion set me free!"

      The scene shifted again, but not much this time. It had just shifted so that Nomad and Angel were being tortured by MoSh and Asuka instead of the other way around. "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion… glurk…" My spell was interrupted when I nearly puked. MoSh had just torn one of Nomad's eyes out and fed it to Asuka, popping it into her mouth like a piece of candy… Yuck! I went through my dispel illusion spell faster so I wouldn't get distracted again… "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion set me free!"

      The scene changed again. Asuka tied up naked between two trees in a forest, MoSh videotaping as a line of disgusting looking men forced themselves on her. Asuka was screaming and crying… no… repeat dispel illusion spell… MoSh and Asuka swapped places, the ugly men were doing MoSh from the rear while Asuka filmed it and laughed, "How do you like it, you sick fuck?" Um… no… repeat dispel illusion spell. The scene shifted. Asuka and MoSh having pretty violent and raunchy sex… well, I don't know how they like to do it… The people had no energy, not real. Repeat dispel illusion. MoSh stabbing Asuka many times and then coming towards me with the bloody knife… no… dispel illusion… MoSh and Asuka skinning live animals, couldn't tell what kind… no… dispel illusion. This was getting ridiculous! Asuka giving oral pleasure to MoSh then suddenly ripping his… um… you-know-what off with her teeth… no… dispel illusion, dispel illusion, dispel illusion! Damn it! Why wasn't it working?! I focused carefully, not paying any attention to the screaming around me as who did I-don't-want-to-know-what to who… and focused on the spell, "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion set me free. All this horror cannot be, make it gone, so mote it be!"

      I stood there with my eyes closed a bit longer. No screaming… no sounds of raunchy sex… no crying… no sounds of animals in pain… I carefully opened my eyes. I was outside of MoSh's house. There was a strange fog hanging over the area. Q telepathically told me it's called a fog of illusion. The fog lent a creepy aspect to everything. I used the song Full Moonlight to gather up the strange fog from all over, in the house, all around… into a small orb that I threw into a void.

      Ok, now where were MoSh and Asuka? I had to find them. I felt for their energy and found it. They were both in the house. I went in through the front door, following Asuka's energy because she was closer. I found her in the kitchen, in the pantry, cowering in the back corner trying to make herself invisible. She saw movement, shrank back, but then came to me crying tears of relief. She said she was so glad to see me… MoSh had been infected with dark energy, he was trying to kill her, and she hadn't been able to do anything for him. She said she had tried to get out of the house to get help, but he was always waiting there with his huge knife, saying which parts of her he wanted to cut off first… "Please help him," Asuka said, "It's not his fault… it's dark energy, I'm sure…"

      I checked Asuka for energy corruption. I found none, but I did a Touch My Heart healing spell on her anyway. Golden energy flowed into her. I then followed MoSh's energy. It was downstairs in the basement. I found him there. He seemed to be sneaking along the back wall, trying to blend with the shadows, getting closer to the stairs. He saw me there and apparently thought I was Asuka. "Come on, Asuka," he said, "Try to fight it! You need healing! Just fight it for a bit… I really don't want to hurt you!"

      "I'm not Asuka," I said. He heard my voice and recognized it. He came running over to me and put his arms around me. He said he was really glad to see me, Asuka needed healing… and she needed it bad. He motioned to the far side of the room. Shawna came out. MoSh said Asuka had tried to kill both of them, and neither Shawna nor him had been able to heal her. But she needed help badly… I would help, wouldn't I? I said I already had seen Asuka and I had used a healing spell on her. I used Touch My Heart on MoSh and Shawna, though they didn't look infected, either.

      When MoSh and Asuka were in the same room, I told them what illusions I'd had to break through in order to get to the reality of MoSh's inner world. The psycho version of MoSh trying to kill Asuka and the psycho version of Asuka trying to kill MoSh and Shawna weren't real, they had just been illusions. Very convincing, very hard to penetrate. I told them there had been a strange fog all over the place, the fog of illusion. They seemed to understand and accept that, now everyone was pissed. Who the fuck had put that there? How had they gotten in? I wondered if it was something L had done when he was inside before, or if he had used another dirty trick to come back and do it… because if he had come back after the incident last night, he was apparently looking for a permanent playmate in Walms. The idea that L secretly finds being beaten to a pulp to be a turn-on crossed my mind briefly, but I got rid of that because it would make me sick very quickly…

      Asuka, Shawna, and MoSh were all hugging now. MoSh pulled me into the hug. We all hugged there for a couple minutes, everyone was relieved that things seemed normal now. MoSh was thanking me for helping. I said I would be there to help any time, I was glad he and Asuka and Shawna were all ok. The dream slipped, and I woke up, disappearing right out of the group hug.

      Updated 06-15-2010 at 02:28 AM by 27700

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    5. 06/12/10 Taken Down a Peg... a Whole Peg!

      by , 06-14-2010 at 11:07 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      I was in bed. I rolled over and stroked the furry animal beside me. Soft and silky fur. The cat started to purr. So sweet… I stroked her for a couple minutes before I realized I had to get up and use the bathroom. I got out of bed and looked over at my bedroom door. There was someone in the doorway! Wtf? I grabbed a sword I had beside my bed. I know it is a cheap sword, but it is at least pointy… I held the sword towards the person at the door and asked who it was. The person, a man, said I sure am jumpy when I'm not lucid. He turned the light on. It was briefly blinding, but my eyes adjusted quickly. I recognized him. It was Walms. Wait a minute… he's in Mexico! I did a RC and found out I was dreaming.

      I put the sword down and asked Walms how long he had been there. He said not long. I said that was good, having people coming into my room and watching me sleep is a bit creepy. He said he was wondering how long it would take me to notice him there. He said if he had been an enemy, it wasn't nearly fast enough. I said but then again, he's not an enemy. Hostiles put off entirely different energy… even if he was looking to attack me for a training fight, he would still be putting off different energy. Ok… remember the goals… I was going to take Walms to see L. At the same time I thought that Walms said it. I opened a portal while focused on getting back to L and both of us went through it.

      On the other side we were in the same place where I found Asuka. There was a beautiful pool with a lot of women swimming and lounging around the pool in string bikinis. I spotted L almost right away, too. He was sitting in one of the chairs watching all of the women. He was practically drooling. The women seemed to be deliberately showing off their bodies to him, all laughing and giggling like they were having a great time. I wondered how brainless they must be to enjoy the pool with that piece of shit lounging on the side of it… or if he was in the pool, the pool would then become a toilet with a piece of shit floating in it. Yuck!

      L got up when I arrived. I hadn't been trying to hide my energy or anything, so he no doubt saw that I was there. He got a big grin on his face. He said he was glad to see that I had changed my mind about coming back. Now for some more appropriate attire… my Assassin's robes changed to a blue string bikini… like the one on this woman in the photo… and then go ahead and enjoy the pool and the refreshments. I looked at the bikini I was now in, but I didn't bother changing it. There were more important things to do here than argue over my outfit.

      I told L I had brought a friend. L said that is great! He said he hoped I had brought Tigress… she is the cat's meow. I frowned at the comment and wondered if he could manage to make himself sound any lamer. I said I had brought a friend who wanted to play with him. He said that sounded great, where is she? Walms was there with me, and L didn't look pleased to see him.

      "Nope," L said immediately, somehow getting his women to gather around him as if to prove this point, "No way. No guys. Girls only. There is no way I'm going to bother playing games with any guys. No way, it's women all the way for me. Women only. No…"

      It seemed like L was protesting a bit too much… Walms interrupted L. He said maybe he would just have to get rid of these distractions then. I didn't object to that… those women were clearly illusory DCs and not real people. That was proven even more when Walms cut a few of them open with his claws and instead of bleeding they deflated… like blow-up dolls. Walms deflated all of the women dolls around L, which seemed to piss L off. I wondered why he cared since he can always create more DCs. Either way, the goal of getting L pissed was working. They got into a brief fight, L summoned up some armor. He said nothing could penetrate that armor… and in just seconds Walms had shredded it all off of him, leaving L looking shocked and yelling expletives… Walms appeared behind L, beat on him a bit, and then threw him down on the ground, saying something about L being too pathetic to offer any kind of a decent fight… Then Walms was on top of L… it sounded like he was threatening him. I didn't hear everything that was said, but I got the basic gist of what was said. The basic idea was that if L ever bothered Ranma (what Walms calls MoSh) again Walms would come back to have some more fun with L. L was trying to look pissed off, but I think he was hiding fear… I think he was about to shit his pants. I was just about rolling on the ground laughing. Walms tossed L aside, apparently not seeing him as worth any more of his time. Walms looked back over at me. I think he said something, but then I woke.

      Updated 06-15-2010 at 02:12 AM by 27700

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    6. False Awakening and Flying!

      by , 06-14-2010 at 10:06 PM (Amen, the thunderbolt in the dark void....)
      Two lucids last night! Yay!

      The first was very dark. I was walking down a dark street and simply knew it was a dream. I think beforehand I had been looking for my dogs leash, or rather, a dog leash somewhere. I then realized that I was holding the leash and walking her down the street.

      Anyway, I realize I'm dreaming and decided that I wanted to fly into space and explore another planet. I started drifting upwards, and then saw my dog still on the leash. For some reason I couldn't come back down and unleash her, so I decided to use my mind to do it. I made the leash unhook from up in the air and she came catapulting up next to me. The sky was beautiful, and I started to penetrate into space, everything was blue and cloudy... wispy. The dream ended.

      --

      I'm in my room, and I wake up. I feel like something is off. Everything feels really weird. D is there and is yelling about something. I feel like this must be a dream. I look at my hands and count my fingers to do a reality check. I could about 8 fingers on my left hand. I know I'm dreaming, but this feels too real. I think, maybe I can fly through the ceiling since it's a lucid dream. I jump and hit my head on the ceiling, I can't penetrate it. I feel like I spent a really long time knowing I was dreaming but was somewhat overwhelmed about being wrong that I was dreaming. I ended up catapulting myself through the window.

      I lost lucidity shortly after. I remember inheriting a house and having the neighbors yell at me because there was an anarchy sign on the side of the house. It was very small. I also remember driving down some jenky road that I wasn't supposed to.
    7. Diner Paintball

      by , 06-14-2010 at 09:45 PM (Burke's Nightly Escapades)
      Locaiton: A Diner



      I was already lucid, walking down an alley way on the side of a diner. I entered the building from the side door to an old 50s diner with the shiny chrome bar and tables. I noticed some people standing at opposite sides of the room with paintball guns in their hands. They were staring at each other as if it was a stand off in the old west. There were four peopl on the left side and six people on ther right side. I noticed a few of my friends in the group. They drew their guns and starting shooting. Once one of the people got shot, they disappeared from sight

      After th confusion had ended, there were two people left on the left side, an all six people were still there on the right side. The people on the left aimed at me but decided not to shoot. Somebody form the right side asked me if I wanted to sit down, but i said no, and they all sat down at this little table that was only supposed to sit 2 people. One of my friends fired at me and caught me offguard, and hit me right in my chest. However, without knowing it, I reversed time back to right as he shot it and caught the paintball in mid-air by stopping time, something I had never done before but found very cool

      A couple of my friends were staring like, "wow, damn he's fast," which was when I noticed one of the kids who went to my school, but i was not very fond of. He was turned around for some reason and I couldn't tell if he was talking to somebody or not. I threw the paintball at his head and hit him right in the back of it. While I was throwing it, my friend who had caght me offguard had shot me twice, once in the chest and once right under my left eye. Ouch. It didn't hurt at all though, just felt like somebody had poked my in my cheek.

      Then, another one of my friends started laughing at me for some reason. I asked him what's so funny, and he said, "Hehe, Ricky, you got a cut right below your eye. I touch where the paintball had hit me and, sure enough, there was some blood there. Right as I noticed the blood I either lost lucidity or
      woke up.

      (There was more before and possibly after I became lucid but I could not remember it no matter how hard I tried)

      Updated 06-16-2010 at 09:12 PM by 31951

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    8. Tortured Artist

      by , 06-14-2010 at 08:38 PM
      I find myself flying through a dreamscape, that is very vivid and yet closer to hypnagogia than an actual dream. I see gorgeous places and I start thinking how to paint them in my mind, because at this point I know that I'm not awake, and honestly I don't know exactly where I was. Somewhere between dreaming and awake I suppose. In this place I can paint beautiful things. Everything and anything that I think suddenly manifests, I am in control of what I am seeing. Like I am conducting and controlling the hypnagogia somehow. Each image I see is so incredible, that I take a moment to memorize it, and observe it's finest details. It has an infinite resolution. I know in my heart that I can paint such things as I see them in my mind, and I become sad that I can not so clearly see...truly see...when I am awake. I test myself. I imagine a group of people and I pose them in different ways and observe them at extreme angles as if I were below them looking up, or above them looking down. The perspective is all perfect, and I tell myself that I need to remember this when I wake up. How to see...while awake. How to tap into this place of pure inspiration. Either my own subconscious or the whole of the collective consciousness. Perhaps this is akashia. I examine every detail and notice things I never noticed before, like the structure of the big toe, and how the heel looks when viewed from a certain angle. Then I go on to imagine the most beautiful scenes I can think of. I don't even have to try, I just think, "imagine something beautiful" and it happens, and what I see is so stunning that it would bring me to tears. Not only because of it's beauty but also because I know that I could never create anything so masterful, so absolutely divine. I am the tortured artist, blessed with visions of beauty beyond measure and compare, yet without the skill to be able to recreate such visions on paper or canvas. The frustration of knowing that these things are here...in my head...inside me...and yet I cannot see them while awake. I cannot use them to help me to create. Instead all I have are vague impressions, outlines, misconceptions about form and shape. True testament to how I live my life.
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    9. Haunted

      by , 06-14-2010 at 08:28 PM
      Oh nameless disembodied spirit of hate and rage. Does this demon exist within me? What is this entity that terrifies and tortures me so. Formless. Shapeless. There are no words that can describe such a thing. Is this what evil means? Something born into this world out of rage and hatred, which exists only as a shapeless shadow, blacker than any black existing in the realm of reality. Something from which no light returns...a black hole. Sucking you in...devouring...your soul. Can such a thing truly exist within me?

      Recently I have been having recurring dreams about my old house, and more importantly, my old bedroom which, in these dreams, is violently haunted. These dreams have been getting worse, I have absolutely no idea what is causing them, but I have never felt terror like this before. Even in my worst nightmares. I have never encountered something so purely evil and unable to escape from, even when lucid.

      I lived in this house from the age of thirteen, up until we moved about 5 years ago. I had been dreaming that my old bedroom was haunted for awhile, but only recently have the dreams turned into full fledge nightmares. The following are three (out of many) such nightmares I have had recently involving this haunted room.

      My bedroom was empty, everything had been placed into the moving truck, and I go back down to my bedroom to get the last few things. I walk to my bedroom, which is in the basement, and just as I get to the open door...it slams shut in my face with such an intense force that I stumble backwards. I think to myself, that it is haunted, and that there is something very evil in there. But I need to get my stuff, and I don't want to be afraid. I think it is best to master my fear and enter the bedroom. When I go in, it is completely empty, just bare wood floors. I get to the center of the room and the bedroom door slams shut behind me. It is so loud that I am already very terrified because I know that something is very angry. I turn around to look towards the door and I see a shadowy blackness...immediately I am filled with terror. I can sense that this thing is pure evil. It screams...the loudest...most horrifying demonic moan and I make a run for the door. I am knocked down by some invisible force, the shadow still shrieking in my ear and echoing so loudly through the empty room. The closet doors are slamming closed over and over, the windows shatter, the ceiling fan is rocking about wildly above my head. I start screaming. I tell myself it's just a dream, and that I can't be here, because I have a new bedroom now. So I desperately try to think about my new bedroom, so that I can wake up from this nightmare. But I cannot remember where I am sleeping. I am semi-lucid throughout this whole experience, but I am unable to fight this evilness and terror that I am filled with. I eventually make it to the door but it won't open. I keep trying and eventually I get out and slam the door behind me. It stays shut and I run for my life.

      I am in my old bedroom alone. It's empty. I know that I couldn't be there and become lucid. But despite the lucidity I am not overjoyed, and surprised to find myself in that bedroom. I feel the darkness closing in around me. "No." I say to myself, and try to will it to go away. But it persists. This is not a thing I have any amount of control over. I try to think of different ways to expel the evil from this room, but I am suddenly being pulled towards it, as if by a rope coming out of my stomach. There is a tugging sensation and I cannot fight it...it is not physical...it is spiritual. I feel myself separate from my body and float into the blackness. I am completely overcome with the darkness and feel myself become filled with that same rage, that evilness, that hate...and everything goes black. I wake up crying.

      In my dream last night I found myself in my old house, in the basement, which is a common place for me to be in dreams. I walk over to my bedroom, completely forgetting that I had sworn never ever to go back there. Forgetting that it was inhabited by the most evil demonic spirit hell bent on torturing me. I open the door and immediately it slams back shut, but it slams on my fingers. Four fingers of my right hand are caught in the door. It all comes flooding back to me, the evilness that exists in there. I become terrified. I'm pulling my hand as hard as I can but I can't get it out. The door won't budge. It's only a matter of time before the evilness opens the door and sucks me in, and then I will be trapped in there again with it. I am absolutely panicked. I consider cutting my hand off, but I don't have a knife. I pull so hard that my fingers start to rip off. The door opens and I fall backwards. Hovering in the doorway is the darkness. I get up and run as fast as I can. But the evil pulls at me like a magnet. It pulls at my spirit, my soul. I feel myself start to get disconnected from my body...because my body continues to run away. I focus on staying inside myself, and get up the stairs. I find a bottle of holy water and spray it everywhere. I dump it out forming a circle around me. My little dog is near my feet. I grab him and toss him into the empty bedroom beside me, hoping to keep him safe. Then I see...something...crawling it's way to the top of the stairs. She looks like the little girl from the Exorcist. I knew this wasn't the evilness, it was just something that manifested out of it. Like a side effect. This girl did not frighten me even though she looked very scary. But after that evil, it would take much more to frighten me. She tries to attack me but I grab her and shake her and I shout things that I cannot remember. Like, "look what you've done. Look what you've become. Now everyone can see the real you. Now you look on the outside how you are in the inside." I don't know what I was yelling or why. Then I threw her from me and she crumpled into a heap and took on the appearance of an angler fish. Demonic eyes and huge sharp teeth, amidst a black mass of clothing and tangled hair. It looked dead. I knew the evil was still in the house, in my room, so I left the house.
    10. I Need to get Curtains

      by , 06-14-2010 at 07:38 PM (Hazel's Boiler Room)
      During most of the night, I had terrible recall. Only 2 dreams remembered by 6:30. I can very rarely get back to sleep once light starts showing through my window, even IF I put my sleep mask on, but this time I was lucky.

      1- Midnight Tragedy
      A wolf... wandering through the forest. "Pain is pain, but one step out of Hell is alleviating. The wolf's war had never been closer." He grants a big dog sentience to ask it a question, just after the poor thing gets chopped in half. It is still alive, writhing in a pool of it's own blood. But the wolf doesn't care about the other animal's pain. He just wants answers.

      2- Wanderlust and Surprisingly Good Excuses
      Chris and I are walking down a path through the forest. I stumble upon the biggest deer antler I have ever seen: it's about the size of my own body, if not bigger. I want to take it with me, but Chris refuses to help. I end up dragging it behind me by myself.

      Later, I am no longer myself. I am a Princess, walking through a beautiful meadow with my sister, my guards, and one of our suitors. (Who is a Prince from a faraway land.) We reach the end of the meadow... the edge of the woods. My sister sends all the guards and the Prince away. One of the guards doesn't want to leave us, but the Prince says that they all must obey any command we give.

      "We have to hurry, or Mother will find out that we're here by ourselves." As soon as I utter the words, my phone rings. It's our mother. She begins telling me something about Chris coming to the place she works to teach everyone martial arts."

      "That's great," I say, not really paying attention. "I have to go now. Love you, bye!"

      Time passes. I am riding in a limo with my sister when we get attacked by vampires. Even worse, our mom has somehow found out about us being off in the woods! I managed to get our vampire attack on video, and I use this as an excuse for why we were in the woods by ourselves.


      3- Mirrors Hate Me (WILD)
      ((As I enter SP, it feels as though I'm being drug across carpet. "Oh no, it's the carpet monster!" I think to myself jokingly, waiting for it to stop. Finally the sliding ends, and I feel a shift.)) Okay, I'm in a dream. But I still can't see. Should I open my eyes, or try to see through them? I open them. I now see that I'm lying facedown on the floor, at my grandparent's house. Weird that I ended up here. I give the dream a moment to put itself together, as it looks... fleeting. Once the clarity increases, I stand up and begin to rub my hands together.

      I just so happen to look in the mirror as I am doing this. My reflection is EVIL. She is clapping her hands, rather than rubbing them, and laughing like a demon. Her eyes are filled with darkness... "Holy crap, that's freaky," I think, though I am more amused than creeped out. Suddenly my reflection hits me with a jolt of dark energy and I collapse to the floor,
      waking up.

      4- Restless (DEILD)
      ((I DEILD back into the dream.)) "Okay, no mirrors this time." I pick myself up off the floor where I had fallen and make sure to keep my eyes averted from any reflective surface. There's really no reason for me to be in this house, anyway. I'm going out.

      Outside, I ponder over what to do. I should go to my training grounds, but... Out loud, I say, "I want to find Man of Shred or Waking Nomad and see if I can learn anything about shared dreaming." I fly to the top of the house, intending to go to the moon. But...


      5- A Lousy Attempt (FA)
      ...I "wake up." Fine, I'll just DEILD again. I'm already halfway into sleep paralysis, anyway. The only problem is, every time the vibrations start getting intense, my hip feels as if it's dislocating. I can't stop myself: I grab it in pain and get out of SP. I tell myself it's only an illusion, that I am experiencing HI. I am talking to someone who is in the room with me, so I really don't see how I didn't think to RC.

      6- More Vampires
      I am walking into a vampire restaurant with some people who I'm traveling with. A lady in the doorway takes a snap at me; I merely roll my eyes and keep walking. I watch people as I walk toward the counter. One of the waiters is asking a couple of kids who they are. "Vampires," they answer at the same time. I realize this must be a password for something. "Oh, you must be part of Sadalgo's lot."

      I tune them out and order a doctor pepper. I'm hoping they don't add blood to it, like they are for everyone else. "How can she be in here, eating with us?" I hear a voice say. The whispering starts. I see a man glance over to me every so often as he has a hushed conversation on his cell phone. Trouble is coming.

      "They're talking about ME," I whisper to my comrades.

      "I know."

      Outside, I get attacked by that same vampire lady and her slightly chubby male friend. I chase her off and take the guy captive. I have to literally sit on him to keep him him from getting away. I can't let him up until we get the signal that our weapons are ready. At one point, a cute little puppy walks up and starts licking the vampire man in the face. I laugh, enjoying his discomfort.

      As soon as we get the signal, more vampires arrive; the battle has begun. I have a weird hand gun that I try shooting, but it doesn't work worth a flip. Annoyed, I throw it to the ground. THIS is why I prefer swords! I run off to the forest, planning to cut off the vampires' reinforcements.
      Becoming lucid, I pick up a long piece of tree bark and decide to turn it into the Deathcat. One of the vampires attacks me with a huge battle axe. I raise my sword to block, but... "What the heck? It's still a piece of bark!"

      I dodge out of the way and draw the Deathcat from my sword belt. I can feel it in my hand, but it seems to be invisible. Oh well, it's still sharp. I parry the vampires next blow, then chop off his weapon arm. Unfortunately, he's wearing so much armor that I can't finish him off.

      Updated 06-14-2010 at 08:10 PM by 10998

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening
    11. 06/12/10 Fly Away

      by , 06-14-2010 at 10:22 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: My plans tonight included having a DDO dream with Tigress, meeting up with Walms so he could play games with L, and meeting up with MoSh to talk to his guide. I have actually been losing motivation to keep trying for a WILD… I decided to take a break and just go to sleep. So I didn't try for or get a WILD.

      I was in my house. I was sitting and watching television with my mother. I looked at the show on the screen. It was about these people who had learned the secret to flight. Flight just through the power of their minds. It looked very simple to learn, too. I wondered if I could learn it… I decided I had nothing to lose by trying. I told my mom I was going outside for a bit. She asked me to bring the mail in. I grabbed the remote for our gate and went out. I tested the technique a bit. (No, I don't really remember the technique any more… ) I found I was being able to fly a bit. It could really work! I found that idea amazing! I quickly grabbed the mail… a lot of junk and bills… and took it to my mother. She wasn't impressed by the mail. I told her I was taking a flig… er… walk. She said fine. I went back outside and flew more. I managed to get into the air completely. It worked! I was flying! Yay! (Um… possibly a good time for a RC here? )

      I started flying over the desert down below. It was beautiful. Flying felt wonderful. Just as good as it ever had been in dreams. (RC here? ) I was gliding along and I decided to go faster. I flew faster and faster, it was way fun! I finally slowed down. I looked down at the desert below. I saw something strange. There were a lot of cactuses together. It looked really weird. Like the cactuses were forming a building of some kind. I flew down to take a closer look. I had found something interesting… I was looking around the cactus building, looking for some sign of what it was. I found an entrance and looked inside. I then jumped about ten feet in the air as someone behind me spoke.

      "You do know you're dreaming," Spike said, "don't you, luv?"

      "No! I can fly in my waking life now!" I was so excited to be telling Spike this… so excited to see Spike IWL… Wait a minute… Spike was in the sun! Vampires can't be in the sun! "Spike! You're in the sun! Get into this weird structure of cactuses, into the shade!"

      "Come on, luv," Spike said, "You know the sun doesn't affect me any more. It's been forever since that would work. What you need to be understanding is that this is a dream. Go on, do a reality check."

      I looked at Spike for a bit more. A reality check? But if this was a dream that would mean I can't really fly… which would suck. But then again it would be a fully lucid dream. Ok. I did a RC and found out I was dreaming.

      I looked at Spike for a bit longer. I said the fact it was a dream certainly explained a lot. I had goals to accomplish since this was a dream. First I was going to find Walms. I focused on trying to locate Walms. It felt like he was close. I turned to look into the structure of cactuses. I saw someone in there. I couldn't see him very well… was it Walms? I moved a bit into the cactus structure. The man I saw in there looked at me, fell on his ass, and then disappeared.

      "Wait!" I called out too late, the man was already gone. I looked at the spot the man had vanished from, wondering if he might come back. I didn't see any sign of him. Ok… try again… locate Walms. I opened a portal this time and went through it. On the other side I was in someone's bedroom… I could hardly see anything. I felt so disoriented… so dizzy because of my strange lack of sight… and it was so disorienting that I lost the dream and woke.

      Updated 06-15-2010 at 02:33 AM by 27700

      Tags: dild, flying, mom, spike, walms
      Categories
      lucid
    12. #74. Fighting Fire

      by , 06-14-2010 at 07:52 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm at a track for horse-races, in the back. There are trailers around, and stalls as well. The place is deserted.

      I don't know what clued me in to the fact that this was a dream. I think on that for a second, then shrug it off. I've been meaning to try flying. I jump into the air and swoop around for a bit. I remember to try to contain my excitement, but -

      New dream. I'm probably ten years old, fighting a friend who has decided to be a witch. It's all in fun, and I trace sigils into the windows and tell her she can't get inside. In retaliation, she sets a bulletin board on fire. All of my photographs go up in flames, and I smother the fire with blue energies that aren't a tiny bit wet.

      Fighting Fire. Scare Factor: 2.
    13. #71. The Job Site

      by , 06-14-2010 at 07:49 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm Dean Winchester. We're on a hunt, and I'm running from the thing we're trying to kill. I jump over the piles of wood at our job site, aiming for the window of the just-framed basement.

      I'm lucid out of nowhere. I'm still running and jumping, and nothing is chasing me. I shapeshift to default, frame slimming and I'm moving faster. I vault through the window, over a chain link fence and take down the guard on the other side. He gets up and I shoot force-lightening at him, blue electricity arcing from my fingers.

      The Job Site. Scare Factor: 2.
    14. #71. Spiral Staircases

      by , 06-14-2010 at 07:46 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm running up an underground staircase. I had the route planned out ahead of time, parkour sequences that he won't be able to duplicate. I've run through the attic of a school and into this place, a spiralling staircase with nothing but a thirty-story fall down the center.

      I get to level ground, and something feels off. I look at my hand. It's clawed, and pale-white, and moving on its own. I watch with sick fascination as the fingers move in impossible patterns, until I tear my gaze deliberately away, trying not to get more freaked out.

      When I look behind me, nothing is following. I look down the staircase and wonder what would happen if I -

      I jump.

      I feel the sick thrill of falling for a few seconds, before I reach out and catch myself in a web of orange and yellow, meters from the stone floor. I float in mid-air, close my eyes in contentment, and
      wake up.

      Spiral Staircases. Scare Factor: 5.
      Categories
      lucid
    15. #70. Something Blue

      by , 06-14-2010 at 07:44 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm running away from something. I'm underground, and it's dark and brown and I propel myself forward upward through the cave system. The thing I'm running away from is catching up to me, but I realize that I'm dreaming. I spin on my heel, turn around to confront the creature. I feel an icy thrill of fear when I see it. An inky black miasma chokes the air around me, and I can feel the creature's energy trying to infect my every pore.

      I use that against it.

      I expand my awareness, absorbing the black energy and forcing it to change, twisting it into an approximation of my own energy. I blanket the creature in a cloud of soft red and black, my aura, and allow the energy to dissippate.

      All of my surroundings are gradations of red and black, and I find the atmosphere calming. All that's left of the monster is a swathe of black fabric on the ground, and a round plush toy that doesn't make much sense. I step over the toy and peer out into a gigantic cavern.

      The very air starts to hum. I can feel bright blue energy spiking through the dream, interrupting the calm dark colours, and the energies start to clash as everything fades to white.


      Something Blue. Scare Factor: 6.

      And then I went to the dentist's office and found this:


      It's identical.