lucid

41 ОС (8) от 21 января 2012
Трёхмерная тень
Я у себя на даче пытаюсь убежать от собаки. Бегу через свой и чужие огороды, перепрыгиваю через заборы. Наконец-то выбежал на дорогу и тут приходит осознание.
Посмотрел на руки на них были одеты какие то чёрные перчатки. Потом стал думать чтобы поделать, и резко вспомнил про эксперимент. Так же не переставая бежать обернулся вокруг себя повторяя: "Хочу попасть к Винному коту". Но никуда так и не переместился. Зато местность вокруг перестала походить на реал. Выбежал на какое то поле, скорее даже газон с короткостриженной зелёной травой. Увидел впереди идущею фигуру. Решил подбежать к ней спросить про Винного кота. Когда подбежал, оказалось, что эта фигура трёхмерная тень. С такими только один раз сталкивался. От удивления проснулся.
PS: Ещё забыл написать на траве был какой то знак, и чуть вдалеке виднелось строение похожее на развалины замка. Возникала мысль, что я перенёсся в Англию.

Выводы:
1. Осознался во время бега.
2. Встретил персонаж - объёмную тень.
3. Попытка переместиться не удалась.
4. С одной местности выбежал в другую.

41 LD ( 8 ) dated January 21, 2012
3D shadow
At my dacha (garden), I'm trying to escape from the dog. I run through my own and others' gardens, jump over fences. Finally, I ran out onto the road and then awareness comes.
I looked at their hands, they were wearing some kind of black gloves. Then i began to think about what to do, and suddenly remembered about the experiment. Also, without ceasing to run, i turned around himself repeating: "I want to get to the Wine Cat." But I never moved anywhere. But the area around has ceased to resemble real. I ran out onto some field, more likely even a lawn with short-cut green grass. I saw a walking figure ahead. I decided to run up to her to ask about Wine Cat. When I ran up, it turned out that this figure is a three-dimensional shadow. I have come across such only once. I woke up in surprise.
PS: I also forgot to write on the grass there was some kind of sign, and a little in the distance I could see a structure similar to the ruins of a castle. The thought arose that I was transported to England.

Findings:
1. Realized while running.
2. Met a character - a volumetric shadow.
3. The attempt to move has failed.
4. From one area I ran out to another.

40 ОС (7). Звук, как в пустой комнате.
17 января 2012

Сначала в моём ЛСП я со знакомыми сажусь на поезд и еду в свой район. Ехал не так как в реале через ГЭС, а через острова. После того как ж/д пересекла автомобильную дорогу, которая есть в реале(ж/д в реале нету), местность стала кардинально меняться. Я больше был не в своём ЛСП. Кругом появились небольшие деревянные домики, маленькие улочки, и никакого народа кругом. Постепенно до меня стало доходить, что поезд на котором я еду, на поезд то в общем не похож. Никакого вагона и в помине нет, нахожусь неизвестно на чём, вижу тех кто едет со мной рядом, и изменение местности вокруг при движении так называемого поезда. Об этом я и сообщил своим попутчикам со словами: "Неужели кроме меня этого никто не видит". Я слез с поезда, и он исчез вместе с попутчиками. Никакой ж/д не было то же. Я стоял на небольшой улочке рядом с деревянным забором. С другой стороны дороги виднелся одноэтажный деревянный дом. Кругом не души и тихо. Вспомнил про эксперимент redwinecatа, но решил сначала закрепится и взглянуть на небо (эксперимент смотрителя). Стал ощупывать забор - тактильные ощущения не очень, но закрепиться на некоторое время удалось. Стал смотреть на небо. Небо было синие, на нём виднелись пористые облака. Никакой надписи не обнаружил (хотя в одном облаке при желании можно было увидеть букву К, как бы уже распадавшуюся). Стал искать солнце, нашёл примерно на западе. Потом решил посмотреть по сторонам. Кроме забора с той и другой стороны, и какой то долины за ними, ничего толком не увидел. На одном заборе было объявление 1-надпись расплывчата. Читать не стал, подумал что мне надпись нужна на небе. Взглянул на небо и крикнул: "Эй! Надпись появляйся!" Звук был такой, как в пустой комнате. На этом я проснулся.

Выводы:
1. В то время участвовал в эксперименте с загаданной надписью на небе. В данном ОСе надпись не увидел.
2. Осознался благодаря признакам сна - странный поезд и изменение местности.

40 LD (7). Sound like an empty room.
17 January 2012
First, in a familiar area, I and my acquaintances take a train and go to my area. I went not as in real life through the hydroelectric power station, but through the islands. After the railway crossed the road, which is in real life (there is no railway in real life), the terrain began to change dramatically. I was no longer in a familiar area. Small wooden houses, small streets appeared all around, and no people around. Gradually, it began to dawn on me that the train on which I was traveling did not look like a train in general. There is no carriage at all, I am on what I do not know, I see those who are riding next to me, and the terrain changes around when the so-called train moves. This is what I told my fellow travelers with the words: "Is it possible that no one except me sees this?" I got off the train, and he disappeared along with his fellow travelers. No railroad was the same.
I was standing in a small street next to a wooden fence. On the other side of the road was a one-story wooden house. There are no souls around and it is quiet. I remembered about the redwinecat experiment, but decided to first fix myself and look at the sky (the caretaker's experiment).
I began to feel the fence - the tactile sensations were not very good, but I managed to gain a foothold for a while.
I began to look at the sky. The sky was blue with porous clouds. I did not find any inscription (although in one cloud, if desired, one could see the letter K, as if already decaying).
I began to look for the sun, found it approximately in the west.
Then I decided to look around. Except for the fence on both sides, and some valley behind them, I didn't really see anything.
On one fence there was an ad 1 - the inscription is vague. I didn't read, I thought that I needed an inscription in the sky. I looked at the sky and shouted: "Hey! The inscription appears!" The sound was the same as in an empty room. On this I woke up.

Findings:
1. At that time participated in an experiment with a hidden inscription in the sky. In this OS, I did not see the inscription.
2. Recognized thanks to the signs of dream - a strange train and a change in terrain.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I slept in our summer place this night

I'm outside our summer place and are about to walk up the stairs. I know it's a dream but I know that I'm trapped in the dream narrative. I have to do something to become full lucid. I think to myself that it's only a dream and that I can control it. I'm now full lucid. I walk up the stairs into the room I fell asleep before I slept this night (The Blue Room). No one is there and I open the window in order to fly away. I Fly but the sensations I get is not satifying. It's like I'm in a shell that is moving. I force the dream to make it more real. I start to exhort the dream to make me feel the wind in my face. I feel the wind but it's obviously fake. My vision is getting smaller as the dream fades.

I'm in the blue room where I fell asleep this night. I look to my side and see two small sparrows. I look away for a second and look back but now there are four rats instead. I go away from the bed and wonder how my vision could make me think that the rats were actually sparrows. There are a cat under the bed and I try to pet it. It's playful and it goes on it's back so I can pet it's stomach. I walk down the stairs and realize it's a dream. I look down on my hands and the left hand is normal but my right hand has turned into grass just like the background where I look on the right hand. I look to the sea but it's just black. I try to see something and there comes a really big boat by the waters. I fly to it but suddenly see a flying boat. I go to it and there are Pia, Sebastian and Felicia. In the dream I didn't think that it was weird that the boat was flying.

I had a non lucid dream about telekinesis tonight. I remember it being interesting and I'm sad that I don't remember that much about it.

Let's start from the beginning, I was born in Jan 7, 1999 and I had nightmares and bad dreams when I was really young. Floods and monsters were reoccurring themes. I remember some sleep paralysis that was pretty bad. I was bullied a bit in school in China and that was reflected by the lower dream quality, I think the handful of good dreams were as low as my six star rate overall.

When I moved to US near 2011~2012, I had Fish and Superheroes, my first truly potentially good dream, then I had My Heroine, my first 4/5 dream which I originally rated as 5/5. My first recorded lucid dream seems to be Defeated sister, but the date looks really wrong and I probably randomly assigned it. The true first LD is likely "Too easy, let's go back".

After Nice Meal With Sister, (2013) my best non-lucid dream, I had a year gap with nothing significant, except Table Turn, the first time I had turned around a nightmare, which was from lucidity. The "Great Adventures" hinted at the pattern of awesome dreams that would soon come next.

Within half a year after I watched Sixth Sense, I had a series of excellently unpredictable dreams. The real catalyst was SERENDIPITY, which was so incredible that it took three years to have another dream better than it (not including Enigma and OZ). I attempted WBTB sessions, MILD, dream journaling, etc. resulting in an overall 20% LD rate in that time. After only four months I had OZ&SHIOM, my best dream ever, which has not been beaten for 5 years, as a result of wanting to defeat SERENDIPITY.

After 2015 I was satisfied for the most part and mostly only LD'd a little. Nothing that impressive happened until mid-2016's with the best flying dream ever, SOAR. Within three months I was off to another small streak with DEJA VU, RISING AGAINST, X-Rated, and at a stretch SPORTSFECTION (induced on purpose). I like to nickname this the "silver age". [visualization: https://prnt.sc/tsfs9s]

2017 however was not a great year, I got split up with my crush Abby and I had no awesome dreams for three months in a row. I was therefore extremely goddamned lucky that I had ACTION! ROMANCE! my second favorite dream, in August. It was incredibly ground-breaking and even challenged Oz for its title. The rest of 2017 was relatively uneventful though.

2018 was a weird year. It started off with my worst dream, and one of the best. I still wasn't over the split up, especially since A!R! didn't help, and so that explains why I had "Angry Abby". However, what makes this really unusual is that the very same night I somehow, somehow managed to have A Piano Battle of Fire and Ice. I have a bunch of weaker awesome dreams like IT COULD HAPPEN and THE CONCERT, before one night I watched a comic-based music video and had "Badass Soul Mate", that let me regain a bit of my sense of self (along with 50% lucidity rate across two months).

Sadly, 2019 was/still is the worst year yet. I think the grades pressure got to me. It started off with a very promising True Path to Victory dream relating to my intuition, but nothing else matched it. After "Hidden Falls" I decided irl to go to a boot camp to reset the mindset. In boot camp I ironically still had two awesome dreams which were silly but nice -- dream quality actually went up which was cool.

In 2020, my mind was refreshed, and I built up a mystery involving Virsieras, the dream architect. Then, I had ENIGMA, an incredibly unique dream revolving around finding Easter eggs in past dreams. I had been determined to have at least one awesome dream each month and I've been successful so far. The year is looking good. The dream titled "L" in particular deserves a mention due to its incredibly strong gimmick. Had it not been for Enigma, "L" would've taken the cake for this year.

2021 was sadly not very eventful overall. The first half of the year I got busy with school, outside activities such as DND, internships, etc. however, I had played Genshin Impact extensively and influenced a non lucid dream rivaling the power of Nice Meal —AQUARIUS, an astounding display of flying red fish in space. With the dwindling of dream recall, only Alter Ego and Ingenious Gauntlet kept the awesome dream streak going.

Had a couple of dreams with some lucidity and one true lucid this night despite not using any techniques. My mind was pretty busy due to lots of things to consider, so that's probably the cause...

In a non-lucid dream I was walking along a street with some family members. For some reason I can't remember we (or mostly the others) got into a heated and pointless argument. I got increasingly annoyed and saddened by their behavior but at the same time I also gained more and more lucidity. When I finally reached complete awareness the dream got as immersive and vivid as usual. The emotional aspect of the dream was still there, as unpleasantly intense as before. Now, I realized though that I could indeed change the whole situation. I was overcome by a feeling of almighty power - that I had complete control over every single detail in this moment. I spread my arms to both sides and produced a feeling of peace and love that permeated all of the dream world. It physically manifested as a strong wind that suddenly blew along the street up to the mountains in the distance. As soon as it swept over my family they immediately stopped the bickering and got perfectly calm.

The wind continued to blow and almost made me take off into the air by itself. So, I just spread my arms further and let it lift me up. I admired the city and the surrounding landscape as I flew higher and felt the familiar rush of excitement. Then, I remembered my promise to taste the clouds for my niece, so I went even higher. Things got quite unstable now but I made it to the layer of clouds that is always present when I'm flying lucidly. I used my hands to shove a bit of the light gray mass around me into my mouth. This was easier said than done because the material was pretty elusive and not solid at all. Just in time before waking up I got it to work: the clouds tasted a little bit sweet and also like this artificial fog produced by a fog machine.

39 ОС (6). Истинное имя кирпича
16 января 2012

Я спускался на улицу в своём подъезде. Нельзя было, чтобы соседи на втором этаже меня
услышали. Поэтому я стал лететь над полом (предпочитаю название левитировать, так как полноценным полётом это не назовёшь, просто подгибаешь ноги и летишь (левитируешь). Вверх подняться невозможно, только невысоко над землёй.
Таким образом я преодолел ступеньки возле соседской двери, подобрал что-то со ступенек,
и вылетел на улицу. Вещь которую подобрал выкинул,. Продолжил передвигаться так же.
Вспомнил про тему Смотрителя "Надпись на небе". Взглянул на небо - никаких надписей
нет, одни облака. Пролетел таким образом соседний двор, и залетел на следующий. Тут меня окликнула девушка лет 16-18 наверное. Спросила как меня зовут. Я ей ответил какое-то другое имя (не запомнил его).Тогда она говорит, что зря я имя сказал, во сне свои имена говорить не надо, иначе над тобой власть могут получить. Я ей отвечаю, ну тогда меня зовут (говорю настоящее и в тот же самый момент наблюдаю за ней как она прореагирует. Никак не отреагировала), нет передумал меня зовут Виктор. Она говорит, что её зовут то ли Оля то ли Лена - опять точно не запомнил. И что она знает способ, чтобы кто либо другой сказал своё имя. Я ей отвечаю, что то уже знаю такой способ. Подхожу к стене общежития, мимо которого мы шли, направляю палец на серый кирпич и говорю:"Скажи мне истинное имя". Кирпич ничего не ответил Smile. Зато девушка удивилась, что я знаю этот способ.
Далее меня перенесло в другое место этого же сновиденного пузыря(ЛСП смахивающее на реал). Иду по тротуару мимо домов, и замечаю, что на мне одеты только трусы. За мной как назло увязались спрайты. Я захожу на двор, и залазаю на какой то "пятачёк" - бетонный выступ. С него начинаю говорить: "Люди подходите сюда, хотя вы и не люди, а спрайты всего лишь. Сейчас я буду создавать себе одежду". Спрайтов во двор понабежало много. Заметил, что большинство спрайтов пожилого возраста, среди них были мужчины и женщины, но ни одного ребёнка. Я же сосредоточился и постарался, чтобы на мне появились шорты и серая футболка. С шортами проблем не возникло, а вот вместо серой футболки появилась футболка из реала. Попробовал ещё раз - получилось. Никаких ощущений во время создания одежды я не испытывал. Тут вспомнил про эксперимент Винного кота с попыткой выйти за пределы СП. Но подумал, что на этом пяточке мало места, чтобы я мог заскользить назад. Пятачок упирался в стену. В этот момент, пока я стоял и думал, какой то спрайт дедуля(причём лысый дедуля) решил залезть ко мне и схватил меня за одну часть тела, потом отпустил и полез вниз. Я поначалу опешил от такой наглости, решил избавиться от этого дедули - впитать его в себя. Опустил ему руку на макушку и впитал. Подумал может мне и стоящих внизу спрайтов впитать, да они вроде ничего мне плохого не сделали. На этом сон закончился.

Выводы:
1. Использовал левитацию.
2. В реале читал что свое имя нечисти называть нельзя, вот во сне и сработало.
3. Трюк "скажи истинное имя" на кирпиче явно не сработает.
4. Из одежды на мне были только плавки.
5. Удалось создать себе одежду.
6. Удалось впитать дедулю. Видимо это был дедушка Фрейд - уж явно неадекватное поведение.
7. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе - 7 минут.


39 LD (6). The true name of the brick
January 16, 2012

I went down to the street at my entrance. It was impossible for the neighbors on the second floor of me
heard. Therefore, I began to fly over the floor (I prefer the name to levitate, since you cannot call it a full-fledged flight, you just bend your legs and fly (you levitate). It is impossible to go up, only not high above the ground.
So I climbed the steps near the neighbor's door, picked up something from the steps, and flew out into the street.
The thing that I picked up I threw away. I continued to move the same way.
I remembered about the Overseer's theme "Inscription in the Sky". I looked at the sky - there are no inscriptions, only clouds. Thus flew the neighboring yard, and flew into the next. Then a girl of 16-18 years old probably called me.
She asked me my name. I answered her with some other name (I did not remember it). Then she says that I should not have said my name, in a dream you don’t need to say your names, otherwise they can get power over you.
I answer her, well then my name is (I say the present and at the same moment I watch her how she will react. She did not react in any way), no, I changed my mind, my name is Victor.
She says that her name is either Olya or Lena - again I don't remember exactly. And that she knows a way for someone else to say her name. I tell her that I already know this method.
I walk up to the wall of the dorm we were walking past, point my finger at the gray brick and say, "Tell me the real name." Brick didn't answer anything. But the girl was surprised that I knew this method.
Then I was transported to another place of the same dream bubble (PDS - Personal dream space (bybble) looks like a real).
I walk along the sidewalk past the houses, and I notice that I am wearing only my underpants. As luck would have it, sprites followed me. I go into the yard, and climb on some kind of "patch" - a concrete ledge. From him I begin to say: "People come here, although you are not people, you are just sprites. Now I will create clothes for myself." A lot of sprites ran into the yard. I noticed that most of the sprites are elderly, among them there were men and women, but not a single child.
I focused and tried to get shorts and a gray T-shirt on. There were no problems with shorts, but instead of a gray T-shirt, a T-shirt from real life appeared. I tried again - it worked. I did not experience any sensations while creating clothes. Then I remembered about the Wine Cat experiment with an attempt to go beyond the joint venture. But I thought that there was not enough space on this heel so that I could slide back. Piglet rested against the wall. At that moment, while I was standing and thinking, some kind of sprite old man (moreover, a bald old man) decided to climb up to me and grabbed me by one part of the body, then let go and climbed down. At first I was taken aback by such impudence, decided to get rid of this grandpa - to absorb him into myself. He put his hand on the top of his head and absorbed it. I thought maybe I could absorb the sprites standing below, but they didn't seem to do anything bad to me. The dream ended there.

Findings:
1. Used levitation.
2. In real life, I read that you cannot call your name of evil spirits, so in a dream it worked.
3. The "tell the real name" trick on a brick will obviously not work.
4. I was wearing only swimming trunks.
5. I managed to create clothes for myself.
6. Managed to absorb the old man. Apparently it was old Freud - obviously inappropriate behavior.
7. Approximate time spent in the LD - 7 minutes.

No techniques used, completely random lucid after ~6 hours of sleep.

Had a long non-lucid dream about wandering around town while being late for work. In the end I ended up on a beach and because I felt extremely tired I laid down on the sand. Immediately, I felt a sinking sensation which I associated with WILD so I got somewhat aware already. I relaxed completely and 'awoke' in my bed the next moment. Being pretty sure of having a false awakening I got up and looked around. My surroundings were more vivid than ever; for further testing I precisely inspected some furniture nearby. I couldn't believe how real everthing felt and looked and RCed to confirm my dream state.

Walking over to the window I now saw differences to reality. There was a large window facade and I looked down into a sort of foyer with another wall consisting of glass. Down there was a DC with a bike trying to leave the building through the glass wall but couldn't get through. Thinking to myself that I'll succeed where he failed I passed through the windows (though they seemed solid at first) and slowly floated down. I tried to remember what I had planned to do next in a lucid dream but my memory was largely inaccessible. Only some tasks of the year came to my mind, so I proceeded to fly away from here. Outside I somehow found myself in my parents' garden - but a version from more than ten years ago. Suddenly, flying felt physically exhausting (what kind of nonsense in a dream...) and I woke up.

I stood in front of a complex that overlooked a public garden. This facility had long awning windows; its reflections surprised me because they were so detailed and real. My view cut next to the interiors of the dorm rooms. There were a series of bunks tucked to the walls, a couple of drawers, and a cabinet. We formed a group of four, and every morning we would wake up to write our dreams from the night. When we finished, my awareness would jump back and wake again, repeating the same process over and over. Two people patrolled around the area, so we couldn't leave the room. They were also against recording our dreams; we were vigilant of their whereabouts all the time and hid our dream journals below the mattress. Once I borrowed a book from one of my friends and pretended to be reading while writing on one of its pages.

We were stuck in a loop until one morning, something different happened. Awake in my bunk as always, I wanted out from this building. The door to the dormitories was locked though, and as if in a video game, I could see a set of instructions plastered on the top left of my perspective. Grab the keys from Liz, it read. I found them when I searched inside the drawers around her bunk, then proceeded next (per the directions on the screen) to open the cabinet. But then, I was hit with a sudden suspicion.

This looks familiar, I thought.

A short squeeze grabbed hold on my left side. I gathered my thoughts more clearly, Where is my real body?. And I answered, My real body is lying in bed... sleeping right now. This, this is a dream.

Now I was lucid, but the dream collapsed in the moment of awareness. Again, I saw nothing.

The transition, I thought.

I shouted clarity, clarity please! into the void a few times, but nothing seemed to happen. I tried stating an affirmation next, that the dream would fall into place, reappear in front of my eyes, nothing still. I waited, and now focused on the uncomfortable sensation.

If I pay attention to it, perhaps...

The squeezing increased... I woke up.

38 ОС (5) Redwinecat мне денег должен.
15 января 2012
В неосознанном сне мне один персонаж подсказал, как попасть в параллельный мир. Нужно было зайти в левый портал. Портал представлял собой турник, на территории школы. Нужно было пройти под ним. Все "ученики" шли в одну сторону портала. Я же пошёл с другой стороны. Вроде как одному из них это не понравилось, и он последовал за мной чтобы вернуть.
На другой стороне портала, немного изменилось восприятия, больше на реал что ли стало смахивать не могу точнее описать(другое освещение, вокруг ни души, не считая того парня что направился за мной). Я побежал от него в сторону дома, но выбежал на другой двор. Побежал с того двора, но опять оказался у школы. Была мысль, что что-то хочет вернуть меня назад, в тот мир из которого я вышел. Я развернулся и снова направился в сторону дома. Ко мне в моменты этих перебежек уже пришло осознание, что наяву такого быть не может. Говорю себе: "Вот дом, я его вижу, иду по прямой, прямая самый короткий путь, никуда он от меня не денется" За время пока я шёл к дому, сон несколько раз терял свою стабильность, приходилось падать на землю и щупать всё подряд, один раз даже подобрал какую-то палку в зубы. До дома оставалось уже немного, и я решил побежать. Вроде как и бежишь, но дом ко мне не приближается. Когда я наконец то до него дошёл, вместо дома было уже кафе.

Зашёл внутрь этого кафе. В двери вспомнил про эксперимент redwinicata. Захотел упасть на спину, но вспомнил, что я уже сёдня падал(В реале, я такого не помню ). Прошёл дальше в кафе. Стал звать redwinecat ты тут есть?! Большинство спрайтов посмотрели на меня, как на идиота, потом один прикола ради ответил, что мол да вон я тут. Я подошёл к нему и объяснил про форум. Тот с понимающим видом замолк. Далее я встретил знакомых и в результате разговора с ними немного потерял осознанность. Поговорив с одними, подошёл к другой знакомой. Она сидела одна за стойкой бара. Выглядела счастливой и с улыбкой на лице. Поздоровался с ней, поговорили о чём-то, потом предложил выпить, только при условии, что за мой счёт. Сказал ей, что она всё равно не на работе, можно и расслабиться малость. Она согласилась, но сказала, что мы пойдём за дальний столик. Спросил у ней поможет ли она найти redwinecatа. Ничего не ответила, но я понял, что не знает такого. Вообще воспринимал её как живого человека, который то же видит сон, просто воспринимает его по другому, не совсем так как я.

Далее перед тем как пойти за дальний столик я ещё раз спросил. Знает ли кто redwinecatа?
Ещё какой то спрайт вдали ответил что да я тут, и рядом раздались смешки. Тут я почему то стал говорить что redwinecat - это такой ник на форуме, он мне тыщи 3 денег должен, и мы договорились с ним встретиться в этом кафе, только как я понял он не пришёл. Ничего так и не добившись я пошёл со знакомой к дальнему столику. Тут у ней что то случилось с ногами - они исчезли. Я спросил её что с ними, потом вспомнил, что это сон и восстановил их мысленно. Знакомая вправду превратилась в куклу, но я на это никак не реагировал, продолжал идти как ни в чём не бывало. Мы вышли в какой то коридор, где не было ни одного спрайта. Я спросил её:" Ну где твой дальний столик?" Кукла мне явно ничего не могла ответить. С коридора веяло страхом. Я решил перебороть страх, и дойти до конца. На этом сон кончился.

Выводы:
1. Турник во сне служил порталом.
2. Странное ощущение с восприятием. Чувство некой инородности.
3. Бежал вперед, но оказался в исходной точке. А потом вообще никак не сог добежать до нужного здания.
4. Пространство искривилось. Вместо дома я вышел к незнакомому кафе. Ну и как это картографировать?!
5. Применял технику ощупывания. Помогало подольше удержаться в ОСе.
6.redwinicata я так и не нашел.
7. Спрайты смотрят на тебя, как на идиота, когда говоришь с ниvи о форуме. Даже объяснение пришлось выдумывать, чтобы дураком не казаться. Бред. Видимо тут осознанность снизилась.
8. У знакомой сначала исчезли ноги, а потом она превратилась в куклу. Тем не менее продолжал к ней относится, как к живому существу.
9. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе - 9 минут.


38 LD (5) Redwinecat owes me money.
January 15, 2012

In an unconscious dream, one character told me how to get into a parallel world. It was necessary to go to the left portal. The portal was a horizontal bar on the school grounds. It was necessary to pass under it. All "learners" walked to one side of the portal. I went from the other side. It seems like one of them didn't like it, and he followed me to return.
On the other side of the portal, perception has changed a little, I can't describe it more accurately (other lighting, not a soul around, except for the guy who followed me).
I ran away from him in the direction of the house, but ran out to another yard. I ran from that yard, but again ended up at the school.
There was a thought that something wants to bring me back to the world from which I left.
I turned around and headed towards the house again. In the moments of these rushes, I already realized that in reality this could not be.
I say to myself: "Here is a house, I see it, I am walking in a straight line, the straight is the shortest way, it will not go anywhere from me." During the time I was walking to the house, the dream lost its stability several times, I had to fall to the ground and feel everything , once even picked up a stick in the teeth.
It was already a little before home, and I decided to run. You seem to be running, but the house doesn't come close to me. When I finally got to it, there was a cafe instead of a house.

I went inside this cafe. At the door, I remembered the experiment redwinicata. I wanted to fall on my back, but I remembered that I was already falling today (In real life, I don’t remember this ).
I went on to the cafe. Began to call redwinecat are you there ?!
Most of the sprites looked at me like I was an idiot, then one for fun answered that they say yes I'm over there. I went up to him and explained about the forum. He fell silent with an understanding look.
Then I met acquaintances and as a result of talking with them I lost my awareness a little. After talking with some, I went to another acquaintanc.
She sat alone at the bar. She looked happy and had a smile on her face. I greeted her, talked about something, then offered to drink, only on condition that at my expense. I told her that she was not at work anyway, and she could relax a little. She agreed, but said that we would go to the far table.
I asked her if she would help find redwinecat. She didn't answer, but I realized that I didn't know that. In general, I perceived her as a living person who sees the same dream, just perceives it differently, not quite like me.

Then, before going to the far table, I asked again. Does anyone know redwinecat?
Some other sprite in the distance replied that I was here, and there were chuckles nearby.
Then for some reason I began to say that redwinecat is such a nickname on the forum, he owes me 3 thousand money, and we agreed to meet with him in this cafe, only as I understood he did not come.
Having achieved nothing, I went with a friend to the far table. Then something happened to her legs - they disappeared. I asked her what was wrong with them, then I remembered that it was a dream and restored them mentally.
The acquaintance really turned into a doll, but I did not react to it in any way, I continued to walk as if nothing had happened.
We went out into some corridor where there was not a single sprite. I asked her: "Well, where is your far table?" The doll clearly could not answer me. Fear wafted from the hallway. I decided to overcome my fear and go to the end. The dream ended there.

Findings:
1. The horizontal bar in a dream served as a portal.
2. Strange sensation with perception. A feeling of some kind of foreignness.
3. I ran forward, but ended up at the starting point. And then I couldn't even reach the desired building.
4. The space is curved. Instead of home, I went to an unfamiliar cafe. How can you map this ?!
5. Applied the technique of feeling. It helped to stay longer in the LD.
6. I never found redwinicat.
7. Sprites look at you like an idiot when talking to nivi about the forum. Even an explanation had to be invented so as not to seem like a fool. Rave. Apparently here the awareness has decreased.
8. The acquaintance's legs first disappeared, and then she turned into a doll. Nevertheless, i continued to treat her as a living being.
9. Approximate time spent in the LD - 9 minutes.

Woke up 5 am and had a bad stomach. I went to bed 90 minutes later and had an accidental WILD. I'm aware but my vision goes darker and there are some shifting patterns. There is a face that is grey and pointy. It starts to spin around. I dreamt about eating snacks and I ate some of that snack the same day.

I've been away by our summer place and without proper internet for a while now. In our summer place I sleep by a window that wakes me up early. It has helped my dreaming because I wake up more times and remember more dreams. Another cool thing is that I have found out that when I wake up about 8 am and sleep again I wake up in my dreams like a WILD. I woke up by the sunlight from the window, looked at the cloock 8 am and went to sleep again. There is black and a dream is slowly being created in front of my eyes. I'm in Hemköp next to my home in city and I see all these people in a line. I do some more things but don't want to go too deep. I've met the bending master and he gave me a good piece of advice that I am going to follow. He told me that I need to learn three different skills with each element before I can use them properly in all of my dreams. He told me that I should start with learning how to shoot stone balls with earth bending. Pretty cool!

I can't remember the dream scene but at some point I was walking and the dream looked very real and the idea came about that this was a dream, and I thought 'no that can't be true... wait is it?' and then I realized it was a dream and the dream exploded into vividness. The dream was a bit dark so I shouted "clarity now!" but the dream sort of warped, it reacted but did not necessarily light up, I was at the KC pool and a girl stepped backwards into me and was leaning on me.

At another point I went lucid again and was in a room on the floor looking up at someone on a bed, I started rubbing my hands together to try to get the dream to stabilize. I looked up at the person and said 3x3 is 9, 4x4 is 16 and they just sort of looked at me, the dream suddenly went very blurry and crashed.

I was in my bed on my back looking up, I was in that in between state where my body was stiff but I could move, I felt my left kidney tensing up and it was very uncomfortable, this happened a few times and then it switched to SP, I was in my bed and the room went dark, I didn't think I was going into another lucid, I suddenly thought 'Okay so this is when I astral project... astral project!" and I tried to will myself into getting out of my body but it didn't budge.

I also had a non-lucid earlier where I was in a house, everything felt off, it felt like I was alone there. My vision turned to an interactive overview map of a beach resort, my friends' faces were icons on different parts of the map, I felt like I hadn't been invited but then my face icon popped up at a location and I thought I had now been invited. Back in the house I needed to get ready, the upstairs seemed like an unfinished attic. A rat ran up to me and I thought that I didn't want to be sleeping and have a rat near me. I went downstairs and in my mind if felt like a very intricate basement that went deep into the ground, again it felt like I was alone, I went down into the basement through a hallway into a room and I could see a rat casually hop into the room and look at me. I felt strange and decided I needed to get out of there as the place felt haunted and I felt like it was going to be a struggle to find my way back upstairs, I walked backwards in order to keep my eye on the room, I could see another smaller room attached to the room lit up by itself.

This dream was long (I'll skip to the lucid bit), and I had wandered inside a discount store...

I was walking through the aisles, as I had already done only moments ago. As I went about, I became a little suspicious about the place. I pretended I was lucid and seeing that my goal was to prevent myself from waking up, I figured it proper to concentrate on an aspect of the dream to stabilize it. I was already on the far side to the left so, I chose the wall as my object of focus. This wall had a continuous blue stripe in the middle, and I stared at it while I paced from one corner of the space to the next.

At first it was the pattern on the wall which made things odd. Huh, this looks familiar, I thought. It was the activity however, which made me really doubt my place in here.

Wait, I am dreaming... Ok, where is my real body?

The answer again, was obvious: My real body is lying in bed. This is a dream.

With that confirmation I became fully conscious, but with the realization came a pressure around my sides, and the dream appeared to be dying down (I'm not sure why this keeps happening). With the little time I had, I figured it was best to keep staring at the wall. My eyes fixed on that blue stripe until I noticed my surroundings coming back into view. And then, I heard a voice behind me; the sound was so loud and clear it startled me. I was being sucked into this world and it was too real. I got too excited unfortunately, and the pressure increased in strength once more. The dream collapsed.

I did not know if I was really awake. A few seconds later I saw a screen of gray mist. It spawned in a circle around me and I took it as a sign of a transition period. Maybe if I remained still a new dream would form. At least, that's what I thought, though the pressure was already unbearable by this point. I tried resisting it, but it was too much and I felt forced to wake up for good.

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7/23/2020
Fell asleep at ~1AM.
Woke up at 6:30AM
Woke up at 8AM, wrote down 1 tag
Woke up at 9:30, chilled for a while and wrote down 1 tag

What to work on: Using SSILD and becoming lucid
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Dream 1: I was out front of our house and lou manillo came to tell me to water the grass this weekend. After speaking with him, his father came out and told me to water the grass this weekend too.

Dream 2(partly lucid!): I was at some school and had been working out really hard. I did some sort of circuit around the school. After I wanted to go home and had to use Evans car. After starting his car I couldn't find a brake. I went slowly and just avoided things, I wasnt able to stop often. I played around by pressingthe park button to stop, I tried lifting the gas pedal and also dropping the steering wheel. The steering wheel idea worked. I was driving and was vividly taking in the scenery. I was in an urban area with lots of homes. The roads were very inconsistent, sometimes pavement, sometimes really sketchy dirt roads. I recognized some landmarks every once in a while and tried to get home. I realized that the geographical area makes no sense, its always changing. This combined with my experience of the malfunctioning car made me lucid. I wanted to get home as fast as possible and it started flooding. At this point the car was basically a floating cushion and a steering wheel. I floated up with the car until the floot brought us to the top of a tall building. I grabbed the top and the flood started to recede. I climbed on top and wanted to fly home now. I was looking around and thinking about how I could fly because I knew at that point that if I tried I wouldn't make it, I would just fall into the water. The flood started rising and falling again. Thats the last part I remember from the dream.

Lucid Diving

I am watching something that one of my friends posted on social media. It is a video of herself talking about how you should not limit yourself to just one boyfriend or girlfriend. As long as you don’t do anything to make the other ones jealous, you can have three of them or so until you get married (three at once, that is). She makes an analogy to buying a car. This speech surprises me and kind of upsets me, because I didn’t think she was that kind of a girl. I think about making some reply to her…

…I am sitting somewhere looking at a picture of a house on the internet. I realize that this house looks just like the one that is in front of me across the street. What a coincidence! Then I think that perhaps I should do a reality check. Sure enough, it’s a dream.

I go down to a pond (or river, perhaps). I decide that it would be interesting to go under water. The pond is kind of dirty and murky, but that doesn’t matter too much since this is a dream. I dive in. It is difficult to see, so I call out for more clarity or visibility, or something. The water lightens up and it is easier to see. I think I also do another reality check to reinforce my lucidity. I dive down to the bottom. I think it would be neat to see how far down I can go, even through the bottom, so I kind of start digging into the sediment. Then I think I have a false awakening…

…(Not sure if this is the same dream. I feel like it was.) Instructing students in a lab. Part of the lab involves using a microscope (in my dream it’s called a laser scanner, or something). I don’t really remember how to use it, and I try to get someone to show me…

Fragments

…There is a mem about some political figure. I look for this online, in the context of Star Trek…

…Something involving a scene that, earlier, I was supposed to remember and sketch for some reason (I think). There is a stop sign hanging from the ceiling, and some tough superhero-type guy there. I know at some point he is going to knock the sign down…