memorable

I have recently started to lucid dream,and to say not that good at it yet. Often i am fully aware that I'm dreaming, but don't always have the ability to control major things outside of myself, sometimes I do others I don't.
Well i was having a dream where I was on a country road that being a dessert terrain and mountains in the background. There were two ongoing telephone poles going down the road anyway there was a raven in the middle of the road just walking around so I chose to run up and scare it away. It worked but then 10 flew down a little ways away so I ran up to them and scared them away as well. Then hundreds and hundreds came flying around my body pecking and hitting me with there wings at first, but then they were slashing at my flesh ripping pieces off,I fell to the ground trying to push them away. I was able to control a bit by forming a ton of pressure around me to push them away but they soon overwhelmed me tearing off whole limbs I could see the blood gushing. The pain was aggonising I could feel it all but wouldn't wake up i felt the blood pour from my head.Out of the corner of my eye I could see were the ravens were coming from. It was a man in a black cloak from head to toe the ravens appeared to be flowing from the cloak,he didn't move but I could fell the power coning from him it was threatening me like it was trying to say leave or else,I felt the helplessness of being alone and powerless while he contenued there assault. When they finally killed me I sat up in my bed flaying my arms around trying to block the ravens, when I realized there were no ravens I clutched my chest and couldn't breath. I had cold sweat couldn't breath and felt like my chest was going to explode, This has made me weary of going lucid anymore. Why had the pain followed me into reality,Why had I lost control of my dream and why did it feel like all the power I had left me,and should I keep lucid dreaming.If you can answer my question that would mean alot

06-22-2013 -- [OK, talk about involved dreams in a short bit of time ... was drifting off into a nap at about 3:30 today, but was kept from it by a friend texting me at 3:33. I glanced at the text, but ignored making a reply because I didn't want to distract myself from drifting off to sleep. Something (possibly a knock on the door, but I'm not sure) woke me up at about 3:55, and I had this whole dream in my head. So it was all dreamed in under 20 minutes, possibly significantly under.]

I'm walking through a sort of cross between some sort of mental hospital and a live version of Runescape with my friend Dale, and I think we're on some sort of a quest that I can remember dreaming about before, probably two or three years ago. People are running around and yelling and screaming, making noise and being odd [as little kids keep doing outside my motel room in real life as I am trying to nap] as we're making our way through the maze-like corridors, grumbling about having no guidance and no maps.

Eventually I find myself in a wooded area out behind the building, where I can see the entrance to a familiar-looking graveyard with five graves in it. I know I have to go inside and help the grave digger get the right bodies in the right graves, but I find I can't walk normally. Somehow, even though this is live and not a computer game, I have to push the right keys to walk shorter or longer distances and in different directions. But with no keyboard and no memory of what keys, I'm completely lost. In addition, the graves are only 2 or 3 spaces apart, but the distances I can move are 5 or 8 spaces or something like that, so it is a big puzzle to figure out how to make the right spaces in the right directions to get in front of each individual grave so I can figure out who is supposed to be in each one. [The controls are kind of like for a game a skull ball.]

To make things worse, there are also little bits of sparkles around, and bits of glowing, circling dust, and I come to realize that we not only have to solve this puzzle in the 'real' Runescape world, but we also have to find a portal where we can switch into the spirit world, where the puzzle will be even more difficult, and solve it there, too. [A throwback to the Spirit of Summer/Corporeal Beast quests.] All with no maps, no guides, and just the vaguest of memories of trying to do this before and failing.

I finally give up, and just try to sit down on the short stone fence surrounding the graveyard and rest for a few minutes, but as I am, a cheerleader comes running past, screaming her head off, and as I start to recognize her as Claire Bennet, Sylar comes running behind her, still trying to cut her head open to gain her powers, and I have to try and help her to get away safely. Soon I find myself running through what halfway seems to be the kitchen at the Hickory house, except that there is a sort of a group therapy session going on here. As we rush in, Sylar is halfway behaving himself, pretending to be an ok person, and some crazy old lady is asking me if I am going to tell her any more stories about the psychotic watch-maker, and I am shushing her, trying to keep her from cluing Sylar in on the fact that we know who he is.

I'm trying to get him trapped in here with the oddly powerful and helpful patient who I suspect isn't really a patient, but about that time, somebody makes an announcement that 'Monica' was thrown out a few hours ago for 'telling lies' (ie the truth they don't want to have known), so it seems we aren't going to have any assistance from an angel on this one. Soon find we're chasing around the corridors again, and my friend Chris has joined us, but I don't seem to want him to follow me, so I run into a corridor that I think leads back to the door where we entered the building, but it is now very dark, and he turns out to be afraid of the dark, so doesn't follow me.

But somehow it seems to lead to somebody kind of leading me to bed and telling me to go to sleep (with hints of some kind of mind control in there, forcing me to forget about all that has been going on, and making me want to sleep) except that the door to my room is open, and all the lights have been left on in the room and the hall, so I get up again and start to wander around to try and turn off the lights, which somehow starts to awaken me once again to what I had been made to forget.

[And on top of dreaming all of that in 10-15 minutes, when I woke up, I was no longer tired. A 10-15 minute nap that was that filled with a crazy dream was enough to wipe away my sleepiness.]

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing AI War with SilentEternity and was controlling an H/K mk5, we had some problems capping some planet.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was near some kind of factory.

Dream 3:

I was playing old XCOM: UFO Defense and just did standard setup of everything, then shortly intercepted UFO and started the battlescape mission. It was happening in some village/city area that didn't looked like any of original tilesets, it was medium scout and there were not many enemies, but their AI was really good and they actually decently positioned their units behind objects and such. My units had pretty high stats for starting units, except for accuracy, and i managed to screw up one of my best XCOM soldiers by not looking at time units when scouting. Also interface had a few elements from XCOM: TTS. On alien turn he got shot twice and killed, i decided to reload save and try again, this time he got shot only once and survived with 2 HP and 2 critical wounds, which means i have only one turn. He has ridiculous amount of time units though so i make him pick up plasma pistol from enemy, which he could use somehow, and go on a killing spree. Shortly there's only one enemy left which looks like space suit version of calcinite from XCOM: TFTD, i use last of time units to auto shot at him from plasma pistol, but before killing him, XCOM accuracy demonstrates itself like usual by friendly firing at another trooper which was near that calcinite and which detected that in first place. I win the mission, curious about score, but for some reason i only get -10 points for losing XCOM troopers and nothing else. After a while landed UFO gets detected, time for another mission! But no, aliens figure out what's going on and there's huge screenshake, then earth just goes poof. Game over!

(This is a portion of a vivid dream that I had. It was some sort of play or movie that I was viewing at the time. This excerpt was spoken over a series of random images, sometimes correlating to what was being said. I may have a a bit of this copied down wrong, but I still remember this almost perfectly.)

Excerpt from Scalpman

As I examined the scalp of an older man
I felt his dying breath pass my hand.
The tangibleness of his essence confounded my inner thoughts as I now strolled through the snssispsing fields. It looked as if it would be a good yield this spring. My head had told me that if I was to accept this offering, I was to find a suitable orifice in which to store the now stale and rusty lock box. This box existed only between scalpman and myself, so I was sure that it was of some moderate value. One might intend on unlocking such treasures, but I was of a keener mindset as I discovered, in that singular moment, that I was alive.

Gripping the soul of a man who was either deceased or erased from my reality, I hurried along to the well, somewhere near the center of the fields. I threw one last glance behind my shoulder, towards the ruins that I had become quite familiar with. A mother that I never believed I knew. That place knew me. We shared a connection of an increasingly uncertain nature. This was her will. I was merely a vessel. I had never felt more free in my life. As my body was no longer mine, my mind was more willing to comply to my demands. I had control as I reached the well, dripping with a sweet nectar that my pores had so thoughtfully provided. I was doing something very important, she said, as I was flung into the well, package in hand. My last thoughts were of doubt and regret, which were swiftly and rightfully extinguished.

I'm on a perilous and winding mountain road. The road eventually gets to a point where it's straight up, at a 90 degree angle. I make it over the top of the incline and end up in a town.

A large group of people are hanging around outside their houses, celebrating new years. I notice that four guys seem out of place. I also notice signs of some sort of mysterious substance that is being handed out and passed around. I witness people eating the powder. Nothing noticeable happens to anyone.

I travel to the house of stairs. Stairs everywhere. Probably an infinite amount of stairs. There are drawers and cabinets everywhere. Every single stair has hidden compartments. Suddenly, Blake and Joe are with me. We find a white, cocaine like powder. I assume this is the substance that the people of the town were ingesting. We find drinks in another hidden compartment, and we mix in the powder. Of course, we had to drink it. Pass out.

Wake up to find everyone gone and an enormous craft outside of town. It's so badly wrecked that I can't really tell what kind of machine it is, but it seems to have come from the air. I enter it, and a child is panting and writhing with rolled back eyes. I turn around and see an old friend. I ask him where everyone is. He tells me they're not here anymore, some sort of transformation, or ascension. I ask about the child, and I'm told something unintelligible. I exit the craft alone, and make my way to a glass skyscraper in the middle of the town. I make it all the way to the top floor. I walk over to the window, and stare out over the town. No sign of life, and the wrecked aircraft has layered the town in a thick fog. I'm then pushed from behind. I smash right through the window, towards the ground. As I'm falling, I manage to spin my body around to look up. I see a small figure also falling. I can't make out its face, but I can see that it's smiling. I spin my body back to face the rapidly approaching ground, but I realize I'm not falling anymore, and I'm back at the house of stairs. Blake and Joe are, again, with me.

There is a mother and a child sitting on some stairs, blissfully unaware of us. The child is playing with a streamer while the mother watches with endearing eyes. There is an extremely old woman at the top of some stairs, fiddling around in a drawer. I start moving towards one of the infinite number of staircases, but the old woman turns to me and asks, "Have you had a taste?" I just smiled smugly, for reasons unknown. "Enough!", she said, "You'll have a taste now." She had an empty, terrifying look in her eyes. Joe and Blake were frozen in shock, eyes and mouths wide open, staring around, at me, at her. I took what was forced on to me, which happened to be that damned white powder again. My vision flashed, mind went numb. I saw the old woman's features take on an extremely slender and jagged quality. She slowly morphed, becoming taller and skinnier. Her eyes were black, face blurry, as was everyone else's. She drew me closer to her, and then shoved my now tangible consciousness into my brain. Like, literally, into my exposed brain. Having anything shoved into your brain probably hurts.

Oh boy.

At my cousins house, I was in the basement looking for a big Lego set that i could build. I only found one that had a green wing and a red wing, so I decided not to build it. I sat there and then went upstairs, "We are going to the grocery store" She said. I wanted to go with my mom. The dream suddenly changed to a long long sidewalk. I was racing my cousin and my sister down the sidewalk. My cousin was all the way behind us, but my sister had a random unicycle that she used. I had super speed and ran just as fast to be neck an neck with my sister. When we turned the dream changed back, I was in the car my dream thought my mom had. it was blue and very small with roller coaster seats, One of my cousins came with us and refused to put on his seat belt. We went in a circle and i found myself holding a bag of peaches, I grabbed 1 and it was bitten so i grabbed another and it was slashed, the third one was perfect. The dream ended.

I was in a dark neighborhood and down the street was complete darkness. Knowing that if i went down the street it could turn into a nightmare, I went into the house to the right and there was a child version of a robloxian inside the house. When I looked out the window I saw way more of the creatures going into the house and walking around. The child then pointed to the mirror, I saw myself as one of the children then it went into third person. I went outside and heard the children screaming and running in the house. It was like a giant tag game, but if your tagged you die and get respawned in a house. I started running to the left and saw a big box that had light emitting walls. I ran in, but it got me and i found myself back in the house. The child spoke to me "Press K to run". Not even thinking about it being a dream, I saw a random k key come up and I started running even faster into a dark tunnel in the box. I then woke up

What... the HELL just happened.

MEMORABLE
Length: ~1 hour
Type: ?

It started with me talking to my friend from High School. We were talking about lucid dreaming stuff. We then sat down next to each other and fell asleep. Then I was in (what I thought was) his dream.

It was him on a raft, then he flipped around and jumped into the sea. This happened over and over. I asked him why, and he said he didn't know. He started showing me the way of his dreams, like why he started dreaming, what he hopes to do, blah, blah.

*Cut! Next scene...*

It looked like a line for a popular ride at an amusement park. People were lined up in a line. I then realized why I was here. I jumped around screaming I'm in a dream! Surprisingly this didn't cause any distortion in the dream. (Maybe because it wasn't mine in the first place, but how could that be, the first dream was mine, that's the dream this dream is inside of?) I did all the reality checks I could remember and they all worked like a charm. We were climbing up a hill on the side of a beach, when I asked him why he dreamed the same place over and over. He told me that it looked just like the posters on his room. He couldn't help it.

Dream ended.

Really, I have no idea. But I'm starting a thread on this to see what everyone else thinks.

Sweet dreams.

Ok I had a dream when I was about 14 that I can still remember to this day, I'm 27, female. It must mean something, what that is, I have no idea. So I suppose i'll just tell you about it, maybe someone here can make sence of it and why it has stuck with me for so long. Ok so in this dream I was on a beach with my mother and grandmother, the tide was comming in really quick, and they were folding and sorting washing, trying to get it ready before the tide came in. I was standing there watching, but I was hoping they would get the washing done in time so it didn't get wet. Then I look out to the ocean and this giant rushing cylinder coloured bright orange and made of water comes up out of the water, reaching right up past the clouds. This is the point where I start freaking out and all I can hear is this deafening rushing of water. The sky goes all dark and theres lightning, I look to my mother and she's walking towards this cylinder that has come closer to the shore. I'm screaming MUM! don't go near it! Then everything goes dark and silent. I feel myself being compressed smaller and smaller, I feel really heavy but like a ball of solid....energy. I'm floating in the darkness and I hear whispering all around me, I can't make out what they are saying. In my mind I was thinking I'm dead.....this is what happens when you die. The thing that sticks out most to me is becoming this orb or ball or whatever, I felt so compressed and small but really heavy. I think I had a dream about dying...not my actual death....but maybe my curiosity about death created something like this.....any thoughts on this would be really appreciated. Thank you.

The dream started with me in a jungle retreat of some kind swinging on vines. I remember that I was afraid I went too high on the vines and that I would fall off and hit the ground. Then, there was all this panic about a virus on the island and there being infections. I walked into a restaurant which actually looked like a restaurant (Usually when my dreams have me go to a location, it will be another location pretending to be that location. Forget the term for this.) and all around me there were infected people with lizard like skin. I was warned not to touch them but then I realized I must be immune to the virus.

Soon I found myself in a world populated only by the other survivors, and I was at my high school where we were fighting like we were at war. I remember thinking about how it was just like in "The Stand."

Hello all, tonight I had a very long dream, so it might look more like a novel to y'all.

Anyways, here it is:


MEMORABLE
Length: 1 day
Type: Non-lucid

It started out in a house, all the cupboards had tar in them. I wanted to take a shower, so my mom told me to get the shower ready. I pulled cleaned it out and everything, and there was a door inside the shower. I threw the curtain out, and on it, it had clouds, it was like a generic sunny sky, on a curtain.

After that I went walking around town (it felt like we had moved), I found an airbase and walked towards it.

*I'm not sure what happened, I think I don't remember the transition, but maybe its two dreams? I dunno, anyways I skipped over time*

Two grown men that looked like they were miners were standing in front of me, one had blond hair, the other had short stubby black hair. The one with the blonde hair was holding a birthday candle, I asked him why, and he told me the rules of the place: "Before we go on our flights, we have to light a birthday candle with the number of the flight on it, then give it to our partner, if he can't light all the candles in time, I get tortured"
I was confused in many ways, but before I could ask, his partner quickly took it and lit all the candles. The blonde man let out a breath.

Then they held me a candle, I turned around and there was a girl behind me, she looked like she was in high school or something, they told me she was my partner.

And no, I did not. Don't ask me about that.

I struck a match on the cart we were standing around. Put it on the candle and then gave it to her. She tried to light all of the candles, but she failed. I looked at the men in front of me and they just looked back at me. I didn't dare to look back at that girl. The track in front of me (behind the two men) split into two. Two soldiers came down each track and grabbed hold of me.

*Memory blindness*

I was looking at two men. One to my right looked like he was on the end of his line, and the one to the right looked fresh out of College. The old man held the younger one a candle with the number "8" on it, and he said "This candle will be the end of me". The younger one said nothing with a look of despair on his face, and he quickly lit all candles. The older man looked relieved. I had a candle with the number 9 on it, I handed it to my partner, and she lit all candles this time.

*Memory blindness*

I was flying in some sort of plane, it was a sunny day with a few clouds in the sky, and I was pointed straight up. There was a radio in the cockpit and it cracked, a voice on it said in a muffled tone "There's a-uh hole in the clouds, go ahead up on it" I amused that was what I was pointing at, I suddenly warped upwards into space, with stars and the moon to the right. I started to question the physics of that little maneuver. After I did that, I woke up.

My ranting:
I have had two dreams that are fairly long, and this one long extremely vivid dream, within two days. I think my dreams are getting better by the day, and now I will stop focusing on dream recall, and start focusing on becoming lucid in those dreams.

Sweet dreams.

Date: 20 June

Pre bed: 200 mg valerian, 100mg B6, podcast

Atmosphere: guest, heat, noises

Total sleep time: 6 hrs

DILD1: I am in our old neighborhood with my mom and a truck driver discussing something. I don't like him. The next moment the three of us are in a public restroom and it looks like he used it just before we did. I get obsessed about not wanting to touch the toiler paper after him, I notice there is something on the paper, plus it is all soaked. My mom comes up with some napkins from her bag that I also don't want to use.

The scene changes and we find ourselves in a movie theater. A fake memory forms that we just watched some movie, went to the restroom, and now mom is sneaking in to watch the next movie for free. One thing that looks unusual is that there is only one single long row of seats, but at the time, I conclude that this is normal. My mom sits while I try to leave the place. I spend some time waiting for her, and in the meantime she is looking for 3D glasses. I notice lots of sunglasses on the floor, that I identify as mine as start putting them in my bag. I head towards the exit, but the door is locked, there is no handle too. I get a fake memory that this is normal during movies. I think I use some form of dream control and the door opens, but behind it is another door which I open the normal way.

I find myself in a long somewhat creepy corridor with strangely colored walls, that reminds of dreams I had. And sure enough, I become lucid. I stare at the walls for a while, wondering if I should go ahead and plunge in them, but based on gut feeling decide against it. I move forward a bit but suddenly I get a sensation that my hair band is falling and my head feels kind of uncomfortable, up to the point where it is so distracting I cannot continue walking? I wonder if I should waste time to try and fix a ponytail but know this is a bad idea to do during an ld, so just remove the hair band and my hair feels fine. (talk about vanity )

I keep walking down the corridor that dynamically changes and become a bit like an inside balcony, and I can see part of the floor below. As I reach the end of the corridor/now balcony and look to my left the light downstairs goes off. Downstairs looks a bit creepy and I say something like "Oh, come on", but then hear some kind of a click sound and the light is on again. Then off again and finally on. What the hell is going on, I think. I turn around and something like a room is beginning to form. There are many DCs here, mostly children and a guy, they all look pretty much the same, very blond with red cheeks. I find this strange and the guy is not quite finished in the face, some of his features are not there so he is not very pleasant to look at. I decide I don't need to concentrate that much on him. I think about some of my goals. The first one that comes to mind is "assign a lucidity DC", so I start shouting at these strange blond DCs something about them and lucidity. Most of them don't pay me any attention, but my voice is so loud, I wonder if I am doing this irl too.

Then I look around, have a moment of aha realization as I remember the naked task. Of course, with so many DCs in the room, it is perfect for the task. So I first try to memorize the place and DCs a bit more (to be able to describe in detail, the way I do it, it is really bad for stability!) In front of me is a strange looking desk and three kids, one of them has silver sparkle decorations on his face. This time I am wearing only underwear with my casual type of bra. Just as I figure an easy way to take it off, the dream abruptly ends and I find myself back in bed.

I am very aware of body and need to go to the restroom. As I get back to bed I struggle with the heat, and am interrupted by the alarm of the guest, who always sets it hours earlier than he needs to wake up and leave. I really don't understand this. Insomnia...and then finally asleep for a bit.

DILD2: The dream begins as I am concentrating on my hands, trying to hold them still as possible, I get this floating feeling, expecting to transition. I then look around and understand that I am already in the dream. It is a small room, I start rubbing my hands vigorously, paying attention to the effect. The dream stabilizes for a while. I remember "the task" and search for DC audience. There are two male DCs on the bed, one on top of the other (doing nothing and with clothes on), and the other is asleep. They look very lifeless and I wonder if I should leave the room - door is just in front of me, but I get the feeling that might throw the dream out of balance and decide to wait. "Let me first get naked, then I'll see about the audience". I check my clothes - jeans (that later turn to shorts), socks, and a T-shirt. I start with the T-shirt but as it covers my eyes, it gets a bit entangled around my head, and I as get it off I lose my sight and end up in the void.

This annoys me but my anger turns into podcast inspired stubbornness and I keep trying to resume with the dream taking my shorts off and one sock while in the void. A moment later the dream picks up from exactly the same place. I expect at this point not to be wearing shorts anymore, but as I look down I have two pairs of shorts one on each leg. It's funny and reminds me of OB and her blankets. I go and sit on the bed which is now on the opposite side of the room, or is it another bed? I contemplate a bit of whether I really need to be sitting to more easily get rid of my shorts and remaining sock, but conclude it feels more comfortable that way. The dream fades and I wake.

The guest finally wakes up too, so that was it for today.

Date: June 19, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (attempted WILD, but fell asleep twice)
Sleep Time: bedtime @ 12:30am WBTB @ 5:45 am for 5-10 minutes, then back to sleep Awake @ 10:30am

Dreamed I was playing with my little baby niece and all of a sudden the house was surrounded by a SWAT team and helicopters outside (police dogs and guns drawn by officers and all). They came in and bullied me and pushed me to the ground while they search the house. I continued to ask them what where they looking for. I was more mad than scared because at first they were just ignoring me. When they finally got through searching the house (inside and outside) they came over to me and jerked me off of the ground and told me to 'hand it over.' I said, "Hand what over??!!" They said to hand of the gene. "We know you have it, hand over the GENE." Then I woke up...

Question: Not sure if 'the gene' was my baby niece or what...

Remembered this one kind of late. Lately i've been wondering if it was possible to do drugs in a dream, and if so what effect they would have. Well, last night I had a NLD where a friend of mine slipped shrooms into my food without my knowledge, and shortly after I started to hallucinate. I remember feeling very high and having visions of ghost images to either side of an object. When these objects moved, however, it gave off a slow motion effect. Imagine taking frames from a video and layering the more recent frames over the older ones, giving a trail effect. This was especially evident with moving people. It was a surreal experience, and a topic that I think deserves some experimentation in future LD's.

I started out driving from work toward a bar. I was going to meet a man there I know a bit from work, and don't really know and don't really like on some kind of date or happy hour. But I wanted to call it off, and say another woman would attend in my stead (this is a woman I do not know in real life). I did not know the direction to this bar but was driving there any way, though I did not know where I was going. I was desperately trying to use my phone to either get directions to this bar or to call this man to call it off, confused which.

In mid dream, my husband showed up and he was now in the driver's seat, and he was telling me that I would not be allowed to use my phone or iPad any more because he needed all our data plan for himself. And while I thought this was harsh, I accepted that I deserved it. I had caused the loss of the election - it was all my fault - I felt profound guilt. In the middle of this discussion though where my husband is saying how I lost all my phone privileges, I interrupt him to say that I now have to use my phone to either look up directions to the bar or to call the man I was going to meet to tell him that I am not coming but another woman is coming instead.

Side note: I found the references to my two dreams from June 6th in this dream fascinating. It's like this dream is a continuation and spin off of those dreams:

http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/joan...te-vote-47125/


http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/joan...m-lucid-47126/