lucid

Train—open—more and more crowded—trying to stay secure.

Earlier, plane—everyone had kissed the screen, identical lip print.

Bangkok—know the route from having taken many times.

Scenery from the train amazing, began photographing—tall earthy brown cliffs on the right; later on the left forest, enormous trees, figures of other beings like bas-relief in bark, then we were zooming through a city on the water, buildings alternating from Renaissance to modern faux-vernacular shopping plaza style.

Reminded myself to actually look at the photos after I took them, because when I woke up, they would be unlikely to still be on the camera. Some were amazing, and I was sorry they wouldn't last. Others not so great—we were moving fast, and I couldn't always capture the best angle.

"This is the clearest dream I've had in a long time." Happy because for a while dreams have been distant and dim, frustrating. How did I accomplish this? All I could think was that I had finally wanted it enough. But how did I get lucid? Thought back and tried to remember the moment—this actually destabilized the dream and began waking process, but it was gradual enough that I could think back a bit first—realized there was no "aha!" moment, the lucidity had dawned gradually, probably because it was right before I'd been planning to get up anyway—only genuinely lucid for those last few moments when I started thinking critically about the pictures and the dream itself. At the time, though, I felt not an alteration of circumstance, but a sense of continuity with what had gone before. To be aware that you are dreaming is not unusual; to be aware that you are aware that you are dreaming is to be lucid.

Was the lucidity that which allowed me to appreciate and experience the clarity of the dream? But an appreciation must have preceded lucidity because that's what prompted me to start taking the pictures, before I realized they wouldn't last. And even after I knew they would not persist—I couldn't help hoping that this time would be different from all the others, this time they might cross over, through some miracle.

I had a stupid LD this afternoon.

I was running away from someone/something (?) when I got surrounded by some dudes at this farm.

I realised it was a dream, but it had been such a stressful one that I simply told myself to wake up. It didn't work, and the dude in front of me raised his gun at me. I sighed and did this:



I started "shooting" everybody until they were all dead. Then I told myself again to wake up and it worked.

What a waste.

This way a few months to a year ago. Maybe more than a year? I'm not sure.

This entire dream was quite vivid and colorful. Even moreso than real life. You know how animated movies are more colorful and pretty than real life, right? This dream was that way, at least the way I remember it.

Chased by Alto and Bianco Angelo. Or maybe only a Bianco Angelo. It was throwing spears at me and i was dodging them while flying. I think they looked like Credo's spears but I'm not sure. *Now... Some stuff happened but I forgot what. Then I started flying really high and it started zooming out and there was a village or multiple villages and I was still going higher. Then I left this place and landed somewhere else.

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[URL="http://orig04.deviantart.net/b5c0/f/2014/228/6/a/alto_angelo_by_dumbass333-d7vg9vs.jpg"]Picture of Alto Angelo[/URL]

In a garden I think? I'm pretty sure. I ate some fruit from a plant or tree, even when I woke up I didn't remember what it looked like. But it was fresh and juicy and very tasty. Even better than a real life juicy and fresh fruit. Then there was a gate (wooden? the memory is so vague it almost feels like I am randomly guessing) and either beyond it or before it were 2 people. I think we became friends right here, I don't think we were friends before. It was a boy and a girl. They weren't siblings nor bf and gf. I don't know if they were friends before this.

So then we had to get away from something, I don't remember what. Or maybe we didn't have to get away and I just wanted to fly. There was a carriage and I decided to let the carriage roll off whatever thing this garden was on, because it was like a like a cliff, and have my new friends hang on to me while I flew. So we did that and I either couldn't fly up because they were too heavy or I didnt want to, but I was controlling the flight downwards after we jumped off this edge off the carriage. It was like we were in between cliffs of mountains, because the way down seemed endless and there were huge rock walls around us.

So we were falling down (but the fall was slowed because i was still using some power to fly) and occasionally I just barely dodged horizontal poles/lines/things that were just sitting there. After a bit of falling there was something sticking out of the rock wall (I think it is called a ledge) and there were people on it. There was also a little bar selling things food/drinks. So I landed there with some difficulty.

The people here were able to fly and some were expert fliers. [SPOILER=Not flyers xD]The importance of grammer![/SPOILER]

And I think I asked someone to teach me and he pointed to a teacher and I asked him. He either didn't respond or said no, I think. I bought something, but I may also have given him the food to get him to teach me. Then I embraced my friends and I think the dream ended as I was embracing them. At least I hope it did, that would be quite nice :)

I woke up feeling happy, because I loved having friends and I was excited about seeing them again (in the future). I still might, since I journaled this and won't forget it anymore. I was also happy because that's what happens when you wake up from a cool dream, right?



tags: friends. flying. vivid. colorful. ate fruit. Credo. Alto Angelo.

Hello everyone. im new here and i have a question about this lucid dream. i took lsd on saturday the 17th of janurary 2016. everytime i try to go to sleep, i have this same dream

its a dream where i can see myself laying down with my eyes open and i cant move or say anything. im just standing there looking at myself, and i know im dreaming

i can tell thats its a dream but i dont know how to controll anything in my dream. and i know when you lucid dream you should be able to controll your dream.

this has happended 4 times now. im not sure what message this dream is trying to tell me. but i have a feeling its not something good. and when i wake up from this

dream i dont feel like a got any sleep. and i have this sharp pain in my neck and shoulders. im not sure whats going on but i need to figure this out.

18.01.2016

Through the Broken Window (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Coming out of the house through window and worried about relative thinking window is broken. They make the hand gesture of "hurry up!" which entailed that the structure of the window was the least of their concerns. I go into the vehicle, and somehow, the vehicle in the backyard shifts its way outward.

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18.01.2016

Lady Kills Two Murderers (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

People out to kill a man, then a lady comes in to kill one of them running away by his neck with a sword 1800s type of clothing

- Small room
- She's wearing a dark green dress
- Dress style she's wearing is akin to the female in the dream collapsing in Inception; remember that.

17.01.2016

The Chicken Breast Rooftop Challenge (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m standing on top of a blue, pastel stylized rooftop with another dream characters. The plot of the dream was to ensure that the chicken breast packages that you would typically see in grocery retail wouldn’t topple over.

How I assessed this was by standing in the center, and then analyzing the environment through different angles to calculate which crevice underneath the peculiar roofing would have the chicken breast packages fall over. There was one moment where there’s an old lady underneath walking out, and I had the feeling that the chicken breast package on that side would topple over.

I dash over, and managed to place it back through the slot in time. Fortunately, there was about 30 seconds left on the timer displayed on top in the dream. And as soon as it reached zero, I take a jump into the blue abyss below me, and start looking at the area I was just in. It was contained in some transparent sphere, and I’m falling at a moderate pace while smiling at someone, but I’m not sure who.

16.01.2016

Kicked Out of Vehicle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m being kicked out of a car by some relatives, and while I’m looking at the environment, I lose incentive to carry out the rest of the dream.

14.01.2016

Dog Dissipates Into Puddle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The atmosphere entails that it’s early morning, or the afternoon that’s shrouded with clouds. There’s an overlay of orange everywhere around me, and everything feels so clean and nice outside.

It’s raining, and there’s a black dog with large quantities of fur that’s stuck in a puddle. I try to save it, but it somehow dissipates into the puddle. For reasons unknown, I’m breaking a banana once, and then again after the event. I think I was grieving for the loss of the dog transiently, and I shift my focus on the next driveway that looks like a place that I currently reside in.

I see three Hispanic entities that come out of nowhere, and I follow them.

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14.01.2016

She's Bagging Thin Air & Being Asked Dating Advice (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, another dream of the girl that I’ll nickname ShaP. She’s glancing at me when I’m not, and then said glancing isn’t contingent on that anymore. She’s bagging for a bit, but isn’t really touching anything. Then, another girl that looks like AngeliT asks me for dating advice.

19/1/2016 (mon)

Before 4.20
ND "Problem with the Lights"
The lights aren't working upstairs. I try the spare room and those are dead too. Fuse must have blown, or it tripped out the breakers. Heading downstairs, the layout of the ground floor all different, but I try to find the cupboard under the stairs where the circuit breakers should be. Instead the box is mounted on some kind of cabinet thing. The whole room consists of piles of random junk. Sure enough one of the switches is tripped so I reset it.

After this we start cleaning up the room, passing bits of rubbish into a bag. A group of people are standing in a line as if waiting for a photograph to be taken. I stand next to NH from work and chat to her for a bit. Someone hands me a token that is the size of a 10p piece.

The dream shifts to me playing a tablet game. My cousin C leans over and presses a button, telling me it is an upgrade I should have got much earlier because it is really good. The game features small monsters fighting. Across the table people were looking at pictures I'd drawn of different types of swords. They said they like them. One appears to have a word written down the blade.

Well, it's time for a cup of tea. I collect some mugs and head into the kitchen. A female DC tries to help me make tea in a green tea pot. She says we need to put in extra tea bags, when of course it should be one for each person and one for the pot, everyone knows that!

ND "Private Auction"
I wander around an unfamiliar city with my friend JR. We are following MG, who keeps running ahead and then momentarily stopping to wait for us, which we just walk normally. We head through several streets and then head up a set of stairs into a station.

As we climb the steps a young boy stops me and we speak for a while. A couple of other guys are trying to break the kid's leg. I threaten them, saying if they hurt the boy I'll do the same to them. They back down.

Afterwards we head up the steps into the station, which turns out to be some kind of private auction, to which we are not invited. JR bids on the first item, which is a bottle of expensive wine, and then apologises for us crashing in without invites. "Add it to our fee."
Er No, please don't, I think, wondering how much these items are worth. Everything looks expensive.

4.50-6.30am
Long LD 343 "World War Orange"
The dream opened with some kind of documentary about the start of a world war. They were calling it world war orange, because of everyone trading 'Red Nukes'. Most of the footage is of missiles being fired and tanks rolling out over farmland.

Somehow I end up riding my motorbike into the oncoming enemy forces. Various vehicles come down the road towards me - tanks, trucks, rugged adventure motorbikes, weird three wheel rickshaw things. They all seem to ignore me as I go against the flow of traffic towards their homeland, which is apparently Russia. Some of the motorbikes heading towards me look like Ducatis. That's weird. Why would the Russians ride Italian bikes? Especially into a warzone.

I start to take out some of the smaller vehicles, causing them to crash by essentially playing chicken with them and riding straight at them. I become lucid and decide to steal one of the bikes, picking up one of the knocked over Ducati Panigale 1299s and trying to ride it. The bike refuses to start, despite all my usual tricks to try and get vehicles working. Eventually I have to fake a push bike just to get it moving, pedalling like mad to move at all.

The road leads past a Harley dealership, so I pop in looking for a less troublesome motorbike. Inside there is a ladder up to another floor. I start to climb it, awkwardly as the ladder doesn't join up properly.

Screw this. Might as well do part of my 2 step task and teleport. Recalling the weekly challenge task, I start to spin and focus on teleporting to an underground location with a sunken pirate ship. My spinning turned into swimming, and the sensation of water all around me. The water is murky green, but ahead I can see the wreckage of a ship and start to swim towards it. There is a massive hole in the hull, which I swim through, searching for a treasure chest.

Finding something wooden and bulky, roughly the right size for a chest, I grab the side of it and start kicking up to the surface. The chest is heavy and keeps trying to drag me down. Persevering I finally make it to the surface and hoist the chest out onto a small dock.

The chest is made of blue leather, with a pattern like crocodile skin. Will it contain treasure? I open it up, or rather unfold it like a package. At first it just looks like a lump of rocks and mud, but then something moves. A small crab hops out and starts bouncing all over the floor. The dock has turned into a sandy beach at this point. The sight of the hopping crab makes me happy for some reason, and I chase it around on the sand for a while in carefree joy.

Beyond the beach, heading back inland, I find a small motorbike and jump on it, determined to not let the earlier troubles bring me down. This bike is much more responsive and I start weaving through a busy market filled with stalls. This leads back to the room with the ladders from the Harley dealership. This time it is filled with people. I recall another goal, one that I thought of before bed and hadn't posted yet.

After taking a look around I slide my hand around the waist of a blonde woman and ask her to come with me. The nearby doors lead into toilets... hmmm, classy. There is another door that leads to a room with a guy and a girl on a bed, and a second guy watching them. I tell them to leave. The naked guy pulls out a phone and starts calling someone in protest at me stealing their room.
"Put down the phone and leave." I command him. They all leave and I start having sex with the blonde woman.

6.40am-7.30am
Short LD 344 "Pushing a Motorbike"
For unknown reasons I'm back living with my parents. They have a new house, with a large garage on the side of it. There is a motorbike parked inside, not mine, a Kawasaki from the style of the headlights. I head inside and find a table with my keys on it. The keys have all been removed from the rings and some are missing. I can't remember what they are all for.

Back outside my Mum is standing in the garage next to the motorbike, which is now my RL bike. The garage has no back wall and leads straight into the garden. I become lucid, but in a calm, not hyper-aware mood. Unable to think of any goals I start pushing my motorbike down the garden, which leads downhill. The view over looks a valley and a forest and river below.

I woke up in the night and did a brief WBTB before going back to sleep.

The first dream was lucid one. I found myself back in my secondary school, walking down a corridor to a science class. It was basically my old school days, with the same people I went to school with as teenagers. I forgot the tasks, and instead of doing anything crazy, I just relived my old science class by joining in with an experiment with a couple of guys I used to mess around in class with. The dream carried on until the end of the lesson, and I remember putting away the apparatus in the corridor outside.

After this was a non-lucid fragment. Something about Bruce Willis. I also remember seeing a girl I used to go to school with. She looked older, and slightly different. I can't remember what she was doing though.

Another non-lucid fragment: I am in a GTA-style game. I have to shoot a man down who is stood on a bridge above me in the streets. I see him as a red dot on my radar, and I manage to do it.

The another lucid dream: I am a "mage" in a D&D-style game, but instead of being set in a fantasy world, I am just in the normal world I live in. I come to this realization while sat on a bench in town. The weather is dark and wet, like it's just been raining. As I sit there, I see another mage in front of me. He wears red robes that cover his face. He runs at me. I fire a magical arrow at him and he doubles over and collapses.

Then I have two mages in red robes running at me, but this time I am helping out a "fighter", who is just a normal guy in a T-shirt nearby. While he fights a mage, I take the other one out and try to aim another arrow at the mage fighting the fighter without hitting the fighter. I'm still sitting on the bench while this happens. That's the point where I woke up.

I get out of my car and I see three people talking. It is raining and we all appear to be at a park filled with cabins near a forest. The sky is dark and clouded, one of them ask me for a ride. I accept, I drove them about a mile away and stop the car. That's when I shot them a few times and drove back. My vision is becoming more blurry and seeing anything while it was night grew more difficult. I dump off their body at a near by lake and seem surprise that this time I didn't have any gloves on. I could hear the other two wondering why there friend went. I didn't even realize I dump the body with my eyes closed, it was actually day time and those two saw everything. One began to call the cops and I started driving off with my father. While driving I ask myself can I really be this reckless, this didn't seem right. Besides I usually only kill someone for a reason. We made to the high point of the city. This is where I realize I am dreaming. As my father and I enter inside the building to see a movie.

I was riding a bike around an oval indoor track. I started thinking about how this would be a good lucid dreaming technique, just imagining doing something repetitively until I'm dreaming. It dawned on me that I was dreaming. Still riding my bike, I found an exit door and plowed through it to go outside. I got off my bike and jumped up to fly. It was nighttime but it was cloudy so there were no stars. My body was feeling heavy, so flying into space wasn't looking too good. I thought maybe I could go underground into the void and go to space from there. I dove down into the ground and entered a void. As I was dropping, I could hear a fountain. I landed and saw I was now in a huge domed building. Below me was a giant pool with a couple of large fountains and what looked like a track to a water ride. I jumped down into the water and swam along the track. I found that it wasn't really a track, but more a rubber snake. The ride went into another room. I found the ride was like a storybook canal with intricate miniature sculptures of villages along the side. I was able to rotate my right forefinger in order to speed up time to go faster. After a few seconds of fast-forwarding, though it lost it's effectiveness. I was trying to make it work again, when I woke up.

18/1/2016 (sun)

Before 6am
Fragments
-My parents are staying with friends of theirs. I head over on my own to meet them. The house has large gardens. While walking towards the unfamiliar house, I wonder if her friends will recognise me. The last time we met I was probably 9 years old. Inside the house are an unusual collection of people, including my old boss DB.

-A TV show is being filmed in a large building. I run through the room, past someone talking to a camera, messing up the take. Screw it. I find a dead end and backtrack through the shot again as they restart filming. There are narrow stairs leading up. Here there is more filming taking place, for a different show. People are talking about designing helmets for a competition. TR has submitted a design already. I pick up and study a streamlined helmet, which is like the British olympic cycling team ones in style and shape.

-In a car as a passenger. Following a rider on a horse. The horse is at a strange angle, like 45 degrees rather than walking straight. The car is apparently stressing it out, so I tell the driver to back off a bit. The rider almost falls off but recovers. As we move lanes to go straight over at a set of lights, the horse moves out as well. Already at the lights is a giant cart thing. It rolls back and almost crushes the horse and rider.

6.30-7.30am
Short LD 342 "Throwing Stones"
ST and myself are wandering around tunnels on the London Underground. The walls are decorated in mosaic tiles. An announcement booms out: The train is already at the platform and about to leave. This doesn't fill me with urgency though, we continue walking. The tunnels lead to some stairs that fold back on themselves in incomprehensible MC Escher type ways. This makes me lucid.

After becoming lucid I start to fly upwards and backwards to get out of the dark underground tunnel. I emerge on a platform with large stone cubes instead of benches. Recalling the super strength task I try to lift the nearest one. It is easy to do, but the cube seems to have shrunk and feels really light. I pick up a few more of the stone cube seats and manage to lift one over my head, then throw it with one arm.

I was in some flat with my mum and 5-years-old niece. Went to the kitchen and saw a big petard in fire.on the table. I was scared and count fingers,then went to mum and niece and said:"don't worry,its a dream! just close the door to the kitchen and all will be ok". several times i opened the door and looked at the petard. it was burning,but not exploded.

Some fractured recall last night.

The first part was a lucid dream, about having a "day off" (according to my notes) and travelling to a town in Cornwall with a group of people.

I become lucid, and I decide to enter someone's home. I walk into the living room and I notice one of those toys from the eighties which is like a viewer for picture slides. Just as I'm about to go pick it up, a man walks in and asks what I'm doing here. The house belongs to a young woman who lives there. I tell him that I know the woman and it's okay, and he seems convinced by this. He leaves. I pick up the eighties slide viewer and look at the images. All I see are really old black and white pictures of two elderly, bespectacled men talking to each other.

I lose lucidity at some point and end up dreaming about being in the military. We are simulating a terrorist attack and I have to crouch in position somewhere. I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing, so I get up and leave, which messes up the entire operation.

Then I had another lucid dream, this time set in a multi-storey car park. Some of these people are ordinary members of the public, some are these strange people in an orange puffa jacket uniform. I gain lucidity and I decide to try throwing them into walls and out off the highest point of the car park. They just get up and smile at me.

The final dream is non-lucid. I'm in an unfamiliar house. In one room is one of my old teachers from secondary school who I didn't like. Around him are "family members" - a couple of men who are supposed to be my uncles but don't look anything like them. I try to eavesdrop on their conversation, as it's supposed to be important but I don't catch anything.

Then I am approached by some kid I used to know at school who is supposed to be my cousin (but isn't in real life). He wants me to figure out what they are up to, as it's supposed to be important.