lucid

7/27/11

DILD

In this dream and the next dream I woke up after the LD and decided to write down notes in the DJ. Both times they were FAs and I really woke up within seconds of reaching for the journal. I need to do RCs when Im thinking of writing notes or just try to DEILD.


All I remember is I became lucid in some desert wasteland place. I am feeling pretty horny, and the only thing I could think of was this kindergarten teacher who was hot. I may have seen her in a previous dream but I "remember" her as my real one. So I decide to fly to the school. I boost straight up into the air, and the desert winds suddenly hit and thrust me to the side. They are ridiculously strong. I reorient myself and am now flying with the wind. This is the fastest Ive every flown. I was flying with a tremendous amount of force. Eventually we come over a few towns separated by mountainy regions. I choose my target building over the farthest town and head there. I realize I am flying way to fast to try and land. (I love to freefall to the ground but this was so much faster). I was scared it was going to hurt. I knew I was dreaming but at my speed I couldn't imagine it NOT hurting. I try to slow down, but all I do is rotate my body. So now I am flying at Mach 3 in a sitting up position. I turn shoulder/side first and I close my eyes as I brace for impact. I collide into a wall at full speed and smash it. I am still outside and unscathed. I walk inside and I remember finding the teacher and her classroom. She really wasn't that attractive, just old. A bunch of children start to enter the scene so I just leave.

I had heard that a house near me had burnt to the ground. I ran through my driveway, over the hill, along the road, until I went past the forest corner and saw the house. There was only the floor and black coal-ish crumbles of the pillars left. In the middle was an intact chair. I walked down towards it, and noticed I had a backpack on. I ran the whole way to the house without one, so I tried to imagine it wasn't there. Then it hit me - that must have been a dream. I did the clenching nose and breathing reality check, and I could breathe just fine. Everything went black now. I tried voice commands to make it stop, but no use.
Then I woke up at 6AM.

I stood in the loungeroom counting my fingers. "1, 2, 3...4 ...5... i think? 1, 2, 3.. gah this is hard! Wait - what if i'm dreaming?" my inner monologue rattled off

I nose RC, whoa! I am! I stabilise, grabbing the wall and rubbing my hands all over it, feeling the orange peel paint texture under my hands. I look around at the loungeroom, trying to understand what's off about it. I immediately notice the books, piles of them stacked to the roof of a plethora of colours. It was messy, but kind of artistic and pretty, in a sense. I walked over to the window and looked out at the sunshine, focussing on my hearing, something I'd never done before in a lucid. I noticed the chirping of birds outside, coming in through the front door. I put my awareness into the sense of touch, and felt the weight of the clothes on my body.

I turn around and walk out into the kitchen, observing how realistic this dream is - I didn't have a hint of my usual top-heavy feeling, I was very stable and anchored to my dream body. I looked at the counter and saw a glass, it was somewhat dirty but I figured I'd use it anyway. Instead of picking it up, I simply made another one appear in my hand. I thought about opening the fridge to get a drink when I realised - Why bother?

I focused my intent on a drink, and found my glass half full with red, bubbly creaming soda. I took a sip - it tasted great! I thought for a moment, I should focus on my sense of taste! I increased my awareness to my mouth and changed the flavour, it became an incredibly strong, creamy malt flavour! Damn! I put the glass down and pondered what to do. I looked out into the back room and saw some sort of boxes, it wasn't my usual back room. I walked out to take a closer look, and the dream faded almost instantly.

I woke up, and went to write in my DJ. I took it out into the family room, it was day time. I open it up and put it down on a table. It was one of my old ones, with all sorts of ruled margins and drawings of strange monsters in it. The handwriting was really fancy. "Wow I wrote so much neater when I was younger." I struggled to find a spot to start writing my dreams, and kept flipping pages - until I woke up. Should have RC'd as I woke, to avoid the false awakening.

Throughout this dream I was in a very different state of mind - my consciousness and thoughts felt as though they were those of myself, but from 4-5 years ago, when I was first into LDing. This matches the dream journal that I recognised as my old one, though it was a false memory. I had another couple of dreams after this where I felt the same way, but they have since shifted back to normal

Ok last night I had a dream where I got out of bed. (The moment I got out of bed I knew I was dreaming) I went down stairs and saw my mother. I tried to ignore her as I went to the door to open it. As soon as the door was open my mother said to me "you have blood all over you". In response, I said "where?" When I woke up I could still smell blood and later in the day I had a nose bleed.

Fragment 1:

ATHF, they was at a school (look like a movie that they would do) and nothing was odd beside the fact one set of lockers sideway is design to look like a skinny faceless master shake.

Master shake and meatwad somehow go on the roof (still inside of the building) and start running showing that the school background was one of those old cartoon loops. Somehow meatwad teleported through time but Shake didn't.

Fragment 2: No freaking clue.

Dream 1:

Blackstar from Soul Eater was currently the main character. He was in my grandmother old house and was in the living room minus all of the stuff and a higher roof.

He had to fight like 4 different monsters. The first monster was low on health and was pretty weak so being Blackstar he ran after the last one but didn't know all of them have range attacks.

Somehow I was able to reset the dream. The plan was currently to run like hell. I use speedstar and ran to the den where at that point I wish it was a dream so I can fly.

[lucid]

It just hit me that it WAS a dream. Currently no longer Blackstar but myself. I turn around and try to summon a sword but didn't work. I try the technique to let the sword be found but that didn't work. At that time I said "fuck it" and just ran outside to fly. I floated down so I was planning to try again but a monster was there now.

I said "fuck it" and just woke myself up.

Yesterday morning I had a short lucid.

I remember becoming lucid and deciding to just work on stabilization. I go out the front door of whatever house I had been in and I am on a brick patio in a rural/wooded surrounding. I feel the breeze and hear birds chirping. I sit down on the brick and focus on a tree. I can see every leaf, they are very uniform in shape and have the appearance of succulent plant leaves, but are shaped like very triangular deciduous leaves. The entire tree is the same shape as the leaves and very conical, like an evergreen. I try to focus then on the mountains in the distance and try to see individual trees/supernatural close up but I cannot and start to lose focus on practicing stability. I wake up soon after.

26-07-11 I am standing in the backyard of a building complex. The grass looks dried out and has white tips but otherwise a spectrum of colours ranging through black, green, yellow and ofcourse white. The buildings are grey and massive and there doesn't seem to be an immidiate way out of the yard.

I am lucid from the start, I know this from the qualitative difference in the imagery I am experiencing. I have had 4 dreams of poor quality with the knowledge of dreaming, but the visual product has been awful, sort of like having 1 eye in the dream world and the other awake.

I start by commanding the dream to stabilise and I look around the buildings that look rather gloom. I contemplate increasing the vividness of the dream, but the quality seems good. I try taking off in flight, but struggle severely. After this realisation I decide it is irrelevant after all, could probably overcome it, but it is not my goal with this lucid.

I call out for the dream if it can help me. I send a brief thought to my goal of overcoming confidence issues, but don't as such engage en deep mentation over it.

Quickly there is a call from behind me and I start making my way there. I am aware that this is my first REM phase seeing as I haven't actually ”slept” yet, so I want to make quick progress. However as I am making my way towards the woman that has called me, several times I have to engage my senses as the scenery starts to blur.

The woman calls me from a plateau above me. The place has taken on a look of a mixture of ruins and incompleted housing, though the entire area is connected completely. I know I can get up to her, but she makes her way down to me.

I ask her name and she replies that it is Mie. I unfortunately don'w remember the rest of the conversation, for a couple of reasons. First of all I recall appologising to her that I have to shift my attention away from her words and her in general as the dream keeps on fading at an increasing frequency. Secondly we didn't really manage to get past the introductory phases, though I have one word summarising the content ”construction”.

I wake up.

Notes: I was unable to actually sleep much this night. The first 4 dreams mentioned can best be described as non-REM or partially wakeful dreams. They lack the complete dream scenery relying only limited on visual product and mainly audio. They all were false awakenings as well. Had some pretty scary HHs as well one being a high sound and another the sensation of being tugged in, though I countered this by hugging back the ”entity” and actually that gave the experience a warm feeling to it. Though my control seemed somewhat diminished in the actual dream, my access to waking memory and intentions and goals, where solid and clear. So paradoxially my lucidity was high, though my control was limited. Unfortunately I didn't get as much time or could afford as much attention to the girl as I would have like to, but it is a start and this theme will get more attention!
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I am in a kitchen making pancakes. I am pouring the milk directly in the bag of flour. There are various pieces of fruit in the bag, which I am anoyed about. Some of these fruits are green tomatoes. Thure comes into the kitchen and asks what I am up to. I tell him I am making pancakes, but that I can't really get the mixture right, well, to mix at all. I then complain about the fruit in the bag and ofcourse he can see that as being a problem, but I have a feeling that I am really just using it as an excuse.

About to go to sleep.. hoping for a lucid dream. Hoping to dream of my childhood dog, though I am a bit scared. I have about 6 hours to sleep. Wish me luck!

July 26, 2011

Type: Lucid Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}

Exteremly long dream but I will stick just to the overview.

I was exploring a a bakery and there were people there from some of my past having a conference. I looked at them and a couple of them saw me and looked over to me. I knew if I went over to them I would be strengthening ties to my past but if I left i was strengthening my ability to start exploring options for a new future. I walked away from them a tiny bit sad and out of the bakery and out into the great big Manhattan like city.

There were a lot of different stores in small shops and some people walking around but not many. I felt really lucid and started practicing a theory the physical movement of the dream body relates to stronger actions like flying. I tried my punch method to fly and found it still was working good from other times I tried it. Oddly I couldn't not get higher than about 1 story up.

I remember thinking how I felt so much like myself!

I derided to look into some of the shops; a candle shop (boring), a ceramics shop (boring), the others looked much the same.

Its time to try exciting stuff! I'm going to fly like a cannonball through the walls of the shops from the outside in!
I did my punch maneuver and took off fast! I flew straight at a red brick wall! CRASH, through! Flew through shop into second wall; CRASH into next shop! CRASH through next wall! All the while merchandise was flying and falling all over. I slowed down and bumped into the last wall a pink wall of a woman's clothing shop.

Going through the walls felt like smashing through walls made of gram crackers or something like it.

I got up on my feet with racks of black blouses scattered all over the floor and walked out feeling a tad shameful for all of the destruction.

I looked back in the shops window and saw the shops saleswoman just standing behind the counter staring off into space like she was in a dream. I thought at her {why don't you notice all this mess?}and she "woke up" out her trance and looked around in shock unsure what she was seeing. Walking past the next store I crashed through the saleswoman was in the same trance but I let her be.

I woke up around 3:04 AM and attempted a WILD. It succeeded

I was on a canoe with 4 other people. They looked like Indians and were silent.

I needed to stabilize the dream so I touched everything in the canoe, including the Indians hair. They looked at me like I was crazy, and almost made me loose lucidity. I smelled the air, which was salty.

I looked around and we were rowing on crystal clear water. I didn't think it was the ocean because there were no waves whatsoever. I bent over the side to look at the water. I couldn't see any fish or any other living thing.

I got a cup out of a bag I saw sitting in the canoe and dipped it in the water. The water didn't taste salty at all, but sweet. It reminded me of orange juice.

I set the cup back down. "Where are we?" I asked one of the Indians. I was surprised that my voice sounded angry.

"The yultary...po in the tweet. Luindee jumper." He told me.

I asked the Indians 3 more questions, but they all responded the same, and I couldn't understand.

Oh well...I looked over the edge of the boat and jumped in. I could feel the icy cold of the water. I swam down about 400 feet, and it was still very light.

Suddenly, I saw BIRDS swimming 400 feet deep in the water! They looked at me curiously. I swam over to them and looked at one bird.

It was really small (about the size of a cup.) and was covered with white feathers. I petted it and it was really soft. When I felt its head it was really rough.

I swam deeper and they followed me down. I grabbed onto one, and it shot me up with great force. After a second we were flying out of the water.

I let go and feel down, back to the water. I was expecting to hit the water, but I hit something hard. I looked down and I was on concrete. I got up and looked around me.

I was in a small Japanese town in the middle of a valley. I was dripping with water and people were staring at me. One of them had a glove on the looked like Freddy Kruger.

Instantly, this reminded me of the TOTY. I ran past the crowd, and into a house I just knew was Freddy's. I kicked down the door and saw him standing their. I shot ice out of my hands, and he was frozen.

I found a knife and cut a hole in the ice where his glove was. I could see him squirming around and I yanked the glove off. I shot fire at the ice and it melted.

Instantly, he started running at me and had a terrible look on his face. I jumped onto the roof, and the whole world flipped upside down. He charged at me, and I stabbed him with the glove. He disappeared and turned into dust. I picked up the dust and put it into a jar I saw. I brought it outside and handed it to a crowd of cheering people.

Then I heard a noise behind me. I turned to look and freddy was RIGHT there. I was really shocked and then he stabbed me. I gasped and, the worst possible thing happened..... I woke up.

I have not had internet for a few days. I really don't wanna type all the dreams I had, so I'm just typing the one I had last night, cause I was lucid and excited about that. In order to understand this dream, you gotta know that I did not go to sleep until 8 a.m. this being because me and Cay were up watching Silence of the Lambs and Beatles movies. Time well spent. We were at Cay's house and fell asleep in Cay's bed.

This is where my dream starts, we wake up in my bed, at my house. I don't question this. However, when I roll off my bed to stand up I step on something and hear a moan. I stepped on a leg. "Hey... Hey! Who are you?" I'm strangely calm for there being a stranger under my bed with his legs poking out. The response I get is, "Your really going to make me move? -sigh-" Aaron crawls out from underneath my bed and stands up beside me, rather drowsy looking. "Your not my boyfriend," I say to him. Aaron smiles at me. "Maybe you are? Gah. Whats your name?" "Aaron." "Shit." (that's what my boyfriends family calls him, which explains my cursing) "How old are you?" "Seventeen." "Your not him!" I do a reality check, boom. Lucid baby. Cay is suddenly up and dressed, ready to go somewhere. She grabs the purse she rarely uses and says, "Let's go." I don't know who she was talking to cause she leaves alone in her family's massive truck.

At this point, Aaron becomes British. Most likely due to watching two Beatles movies, cause he sounds quite a bit like John Lennon. "What'cha wanna do?" "Find that freakin' temple." I say and go outside. "How ya gonna do that?" I try to teleport. It fails. I pout. Aaron starts stroking my hair like my boyfriend does and says, "There, there, love. Let's drive." "I barely know how its pronounced, much less am I gonna try to drive there." "Know what it looks like?" "Yes." "That's all ya need." He's driving my brother's car again. We go towards this place called Buffalo Market where I live, and end up at the temple where this little gas station should be. I'm puzzled. "This ain't right." I then notice Cay standing outside circling the temple. "Promise it is, dear," Aaron says and we both get out. This thing is a lot bigger than I thought it would be, also. "Your still wrong, Aaron. No one else is here except us, and I'm highly doubting thats even really her. She'd have figured somethin' out by now."

She disappears shortly after I say that. "Fuck." I'm getting discourged. "Aaron, I'm sad." Aaron walks up to the temple and knocks on the side of it three times. A little door appears and opens. Out runs Brandy, Lady, and Sophie. My two dogs and one of my cats. "No Penny?" My other cat. "That's why I only knocked three times." My cat Penny, is a little unfriendly. "Was this supposed to help?" Aaron looks at me like I'm retarded. "Pick one and cuddle." I picked up Sophie and she was a lot more cuddly then she is in person. I like that... for a little while. Then her eyes suddenly turn red, her claws get really long, and she scratches the shit out of Aaron's leg. I scream and go to help him when Cay's twin wakes me up.

Gah. That dream is so long and boring and weird. I'm so sorry if you made it this far.

I promised myself that I would only open a dream journal on DV when I have lucids to tell about. I keep a pretty detailed journal of my dreams and I have no problem recalling two or even three dreams each night. As of yet, however, I have only had 8 (or is it 7) brief lucid dreams since I started this practice but awhile back. However short, since my last brief lucidity was so enthralling and has given me even more inspiration to continue lucid dreaming practice, I thought I'd finally crack open a dream journal here on DV and share it:

07/25/2011
Another brief lucid dream last night, but it was amazing. My mother was on the ground next to me alongside gorgeous plains of bright green grass. A sudden wind picked up and swept me off the ground, it was then I realized the dream. I waved (goodbye) to my Mom as I flew up and then took time to admire the scenery. The sky was a perfect combination of white clouds and clear blue sky, fields of grass glistened and waved from the ground. I took a moment to take in how real it all was. The wind drew me ever higher and a blissful state took me over. I took note of the winds rippling my cloths and tossing my hair, it all felt great. I could direct my movements by tilting my body in the desired direction.

As I closed my eyes, my lucid dream ended.

My level of awareness and general stabilization here was as good as it's been in awhile.

Allen threw a big party for me to become more familiar with his friends. Allen was a doctor. I thought the party went well but allen wanted to break up. I was pissed. Next thing I know me and allen are in my bedroom. BECOME LUCID! I start off by standing in front of the mirror and do a nose test and the hand test. I start laughing. Allen was still being annoying. I remembered how he killed me in a lucid. I sought revenge. I lifted allen in the air and smashed his face into the closet 4 times. I walked into our living room. There was a xmas tree and some wrapping paper. It was pitch black outside. I tried to make a portal to a beach. I fail. G walks in and tries to disrupt me. I pin him to the ground. Then leo, allen, and Izra walk in. Im irritated that they are disrupting my lucid. I shoot ice at them. They stop for a minute but the come back. I explain to them that were dreaming and this is my lucid. They understand and leave. I shoot some more ice out. I try to make another portal and fail. I am not sure if I want to explore outside because its so dark. Alarm goes off and I wake up. Shit.

Was at my gmas house. It was in a new location. It was in the woods, surrounded by trees, overlooking a lake. She told me that her other house was around the lake. I started walking around it,pushing through trees and I could see some men on the other side. I decided to go back. I fell into the water and was drifting along. My sister was suddenly much older and drifting with me. I stopped at a sand bar but she kept going. I started to live at the sand bar. My sister came to visit and was upset that I didn't keep going with her. I sat on the edge of the sand bar and looked out feeling shame. Hailey left. Allen then came. Be told me he was taking me home. I packed my belongings. We fit all of my stuff in an inflatable pool that floated on the water. I put many boxes of clothes and toiletries in it. Then he strapped a life vest on me. Then he attached a big floating tube to the front of the pool thing. We were to sit on the tube and drift home. We did for a while. Allen saw the land we needed to get to and jumped off. I could hear him talking to Michael. I fell off the raft. I was trying to get back on and steer it but was struggling.


Black eye peas were at my apartment. We were all hanging out. The weird tall one with black hair was missing and fergy and will I am were talking crap about him. I began to discuss with them the various wonders of lucid dreaming. I talked about it for what seemed to be an hour and they were super interested. I then realized I should do a reality check. Was going to do a nose check when my dog jumped on me and woke me up. F'ING DOG.

I was at school, on some tennis courts with some friends and other people, just random DCs. A teacher came and started shouting at us and was giving everyone detention. But I managed to talk my way out of it. I climbed up a ladder to some more tennis courts. The school wasn't how it should've been. I became somewhat lucid, but not fully. I walked out of the courts while looking at people I know. I needed to go wash my hands, but everywhere I could was being renovated for some reason, and my friend Hugh complained about it. I felt the need to find the girl from my other dreams. It was like I knew she was there, but not at my current location, so of course, I tried to find her. Then I can't remember anything else that's not disjointed and feel like hitting a wall in my own mind.