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    1. Spy Stuff and Throwing Balls

      by , 05-19-2012 at 08:53 AM
      First

      I'm with my wife, and we are breaking into a building complex. The door is actually not locked, but we are not welcome. We find our way trough a complex of corridors and stairs, ending up to a laboratory room with three people in it. As we enter the alarm goes of. The doors of the laboratory start closing very slowly, and gas starts pouring in. One of the people in the room says something sarcastic to us. They don't seem to be scared of the gas at all.

      My wife rummages trough some drawers and finds a paper. The other people don't do anything to stop us, just offer snide comments. We have more than enough time to leave the laboratory before the doors are finished closing. After getting out of the building we start running.

      I think if I was dreaming we could just fly away. Or then again, probably I couldn't fly very well, but jump at least. Then it crosses my head, I am dreaming. I'm not exactly sure so I try jumping. I get a lot higher than I should. Then the scene faids, and is replaced by the blackness behind my eyelids.

      There is a feeling of vibrations and some imagery, quite clear but not realistic. I think I should try just going with it, waiting for the vibrations to disappear before trying anything. I don't do any formal technique. At some point I drift to sleep.

      Second

      I'm in my kitchen with my wife. She is throwing balls up to the ceiling. The ceiling is not solid, it makes a splat and the balls get stuck. I want to try to make the ceiling completely liquid, so that the balls would pass trough. But they just keep splatting, and getting stuck. I jump upward, putting my head trough the ceiling, which offers no resistance. I come down again and ask her to try one more time. The ball, again just splats to the ceiling, maybe a bit deeper this time.
    2. Diet School

      by , 05-19-2012 at 08:47 AM
      So I went back to sleep after my lucid dream and had a pretty vivid albeit non-lucid dream. I went to a school that was kind of a competition where you'd get points based on what you eat, do, and for some reason, the weight of your car. When I signed up an old man from a movie (not sure if Christopher Walken or someone else) showed me around. I got out some food that we enjoyed, but he told me not to eat it near this little house thing because the teachers in there have good hearing and will get angry if we eat out of class, especially since it wasn't ultra-healthy food. Anyway, I went to the school and done a few tasks and stuff. I was trying to be goody two-shoes when a rather pretty girl came up to me. She had shortish dark red hair. She kind of looked... cool. And interesting. Anyway she offered me five bucks to find a bag of crisps and have the old man from before eat it in front of the thingy with the teachers in it to distract them while she does something. It was to help her friend with a boyfriend or something. Then she offered me ten bucks because I wasn't really persuaded.

      But then I thought why the hell not. For once I'll be the badass that doesn't follow the rules. I thought I'd be like Mello from Death Note. Anyway, I accepted, and got the crisps in a well pulled off sneaky manner. Then I "saved" the dream like a game and gave the crisps to her, but some janitor stole the chips and was running for the teachers to tell them we had food in class. He was running as fast as anyone has ever run before. We kept fighting over the crisps. Then he couldn't help himself and started eating them...

      Eventually we got caught, so I went back to where I "saved" the dream and tried something else. A few tries later we finally escaped the many people who seemed to want to randomly encounter us while we had the crisps then tell the teachers about it. We drove in a car around this cliff. A crazy and dangerous ride later we ended up in this huge crater like thing that was filled with water and a jet ski. It was so fun to ride in! Then there was a house with a frog inside. It was his home. People would go there to get a special lime drink from him. We both entered and got a drink and ice cream. I also saw some premade jelly mix and decided to start making some jelly so next time me and the girl come back we can have some jelly too. Kinda like a date.

      The sad thing is, the dream turned out to be similar to a video game. Once we completed our task, we were destined to get kidnapped. I was going to break free but wouldn't see her until much longer when I collect all the stones and fight the last boss or whatever was going to happen. She was so fun to hang around with and all I wanted was for everything to be normal so we could hang around and get into more fun adventures together. Then the dream kinda ended. Maybe I'll see her again. I hope I can summon her in a lucid dream! We could be dream friends. Aweshum.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    3. Stroking Bruce Willis - 05182012

      by , 05-19-2012 at 07:28 AM
      After poor rest for a couple days and a major headache I managed to do a WBTB and have some great lucidity.

      Plus, I continue to dream of celebrities. At least this time they were naked.


      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I find myself in my old house, the one I grew up in for nearlyall of my adolescence. The living roomis arranged differently, and it’s messier than I would like. I’ve apparentlyjust woken up from a nap or something and I’ve been sleeping on the floor, thepillow and bedmat beneath me testimony to this fact. I am grumpy, and some ofmy disgruntled feelings are directed at my son.[/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In front of my pillow is his backpack, and seeing as how heisn’t in the room I decide it’s time I check to see what he’s been taking toand from school. I pull the zipper down on the black bag and I am greeted withpapers, folders, and some trash that is not out of place at all among hisstuff. I’m not interested in any of this, and I dig deeper, reaching for whatlies at the bottom of the bag. Here I find some plastic toys, and I pull outpiece after piece of what appears to be a babies toy desighned for teething. Ican’t even fathom why he would be taking so many baby toys to school, brightlycolored and clearly intended for someone much younger than him. All I can do isshake my head in disbelief.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Beyond these pieces of toy I also find a blue plasticdrinking cup, and this literally makes me roll my eyes. I keep finding thesecups everywhere, and I just want it gone. With a flick of my right hand I shootthe cup into the air, intending for it to land a few feet from me, but the fanabove and the air conditioner carry it further towards the middle of the roomwhere it hits Jen on her side as she sleeps in the recliner. She stirs andturns her face towards me, sleepily asking, “What?!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up, or even for thecup to hit you. It was the fan.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Indeed the fan above is spinning quite fast, though as I saythis I doubt myself, thinking maybe I did mean for it to hit her. I can seethat there’s no way, physically, that the wind from the combined fans couldever send the cup to hit her, especially from the angle with which itdescended. The only thing I can presume is that I did it on purpose.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Next time don’t throw it so hard!” She rolls over to goback to sleep, still covered by the red and green horse blanket.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I look at my hand to wonder how I could have made the cupfly so far, and this induces lucidity. I quickly count my fingers, noting thateverything appears normal. I know I don’tbecome aware of my hands often so I’m pleased to recognize the sign for what itwas. My right hand touches my left and I’m surprised to find my hand is solid,warm, and unyielding. What I see as I turn my hand around almost makes me startleout of the dream.[/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]On the palm of my left hand I have a sore, almost like adark blister, directly below my little finger. I use my right hand to squeezeit and it bursts like a large pimple, pus and blood squirting into my righthand. I’m disgusted but I don’t feel sick despite what I have done, and myfirst thought is to grab a tissue to clean up the mess. I know I’m dreaming yetI look around to make sure no one has seen me, feeling slightly embarrassed tohave a burst hand-pimple. A vague thought about a magician crosses my mind butI can’t seem to find anything to connect it to.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head to my bedroom, the one down the hall and on the left,just where it had been when I grew up. The bed and walls are primarily thesame, as are some of the belongings, but the shelves along the west wall arevery different. I had put shelves up once in real life but the shelves I’mseeing are sunk into my wall. Boxes line them from one end to the other, andspringy black coils stick out of a couple of them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It turns out that when I left my old job I took quite a fewof the binding supplies with me. Black binding coils of every size fill theshelves, though this causes me no great concern. What does surprise me is thatI have a box of the special order vinyl pockets we used for maps and largedrwaings, and it is full. These vinyl pockets were quite expensive, I remember,and I feel surprised I took them at all. Still, they are quite useful. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I flip through them, using my finger to page themone-by-one, someone behind me asks, “What will you do when you run out?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I could just ask Curt to get me afew. He still works there.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“How many would you get?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Not more than five at most.” I say this knowing I wouldn’twant him to get in trouble and that five seemed a reasonable number to walkaway with.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stand up from my kneeling position and let my gaze passover the shelves towards the door to my room, slightly closed. Something lookswrong with it and at first I’m unsure if it’s crooked. As I stare I realize itis indeed slanted, and I walk up to it with greater curiosity. When I approach theproblem becomes clear. Someone has attached the hinges of the door directly tothe wall using drywall mounts that are starting to pull out of the wall. Themounts don’t look like the usual hooks that spread out on the inside of a wall,appearing instead like translucent plugs that merely push into a hole.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I think to myself, “I can fix that. Not today, but somedaysoon.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk back into the living room and stand near the back ofthe recliner chair. I can see my bed-mat in the far corner, and my son is on mypillow with his head, his butt sticking up in the air.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Son, get off my pillow!” I don’t shout but the tone in myvoice suggests he should comply quickly. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To my right and in front of me is a large TV, almost like asmall movie screen, and it is showing an old black and white movie starringBruce Willis and Michael Caine. Both men are detectives trying to find amurderer, and both men are naked. They hold a conversation in a room with apotted plant and a small upholstered bench, their penises dangling from side toside as if in perpetual motion.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My scene shifts and I am co-host on a talk show, though Ifeel slightly underdressed in my tank-top and shorts. Still, none of theaudience seems to mind so I just go with it. Behind me is a platform with lotsof colored lights and what appears to be a game-show set, though I can’t figureout what the game is. It seems unimportant as I realize I’m standing next tothe special guest, Bruce Willis.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look up at him and I become lucid again. I know I’mdreaming because there’s no way this could ever happen, especially not with methis close to him dressed so casually. What especially catches my eye is howhandsome he is, and I know he doesn’t look this good in real life. The man nextto me is tall, has good hair, is smiling charismatically, and looks great in hisblue jeans and white button-down shirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I hug him with strength and passion, smelling him as I feelhis body heat transfer to me through our clothes. He feels good, real good, andI sink down to his knees, still hugging his leg. I look up at him as I turnaround, my left hand coming up and stroking him right beneath the crotch withthe gentlest touch against the bulge in his pants. At this moment I so wantsomething to happen between us. He doesn’t flinch, and I take this as a sign ofhis acceptance towards future actions.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Remembering my role as a host I make the connection that Ineed to please my audience, and this makes me think of my friend Chris. I knowhe would want to see Bruce Willis in person, though I suspect I could never getthe two to meet directly even after my crotch-stroking experience. I decide Ican do the next best thing and I conjure two audience passes out of thin air. Imake sure they both have the correct wording on them and then I send them offinto the ether. Glancing into the audience I see he has arrived and is sittinga few rows behind the platform where I am still clinging to Bruce’s leg. Ismile and wave at him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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    4. 18th May 2012 - Second Lucid Dream

      by , 05-19-2012 at 01:54 AM
      Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
      Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
      Purple Text = Lucid Segment

      I had woken up multiple times today, each time failing to achieve any kind of dream recall. I decided to do my WBTB 30 minutes later than normal just to test it out as I hadn't been having any luck with my previous time. I figured I may as well attempt a WILD so I get relaxed and begin my attempts, only I drift into sleep by accident.

      I find myself in some kind field, somewhat resembling the field I had been previously dream incubating, only with many more trees surrounding the area. There's a gathering of sorts between myself and friends I know from the internet, everybody's hugging and greeting each other. At one point, one of my friends who happens to upload vlogs to YouTube pulled out his video camera and began recording the event, a tall guy wearing all black and sporting an afro who I don't seem to recognise makes a remark about how crazy my friend must be for talking to a camera, and how he could never do such a thing.

      As the gathering gets in full swing, I realise I am one of the shortest people here, being only 5'6" it isn't an uncommon thing for me. I begin to get anxious that everybody is taller than me, which is strange as I'm usually perfectly content with my height in real life. I'm fighting my way through the crowds of people who are all chatting. I end up bumping into this guy, dirty-blonde medium-length hair, sporting a scruffy beard of the same colour and bright green eyes. He also seems to be concerned that everybody else is much taller than he is, he's about my height, maybe a little shorter.

      I seem to instantly bond with this guy, we have a pretty lengthy conversation which I've completely forgotten now. We decide to split away from the group, as we're walking away we're playfully fooling around. I should mention that I'm bisexual. I hear a voice from behind make a remark about "guys in love" but choose to ignore it. I rest my head on his shoulder and he turns his head and looks me at my directly with his green eyes and i'm taken aback by how perfect he looked in that moment.

      We end up beside a stream, he sits down on the sloping grass just beside the river and I follow his lead. I get lost in conversation (which again I have forgotten) as well as sound of the running water from the nearby stream. Things blur, my vision fades and before I know it the dream had a complete scene change

      I'm in the living room of my house with all the people from the gathering, including the nameless dirty-blonde haired guy. We again decide to split from the group and head into the kitchen where we're discussing what's happening. I recall a familiar voice say "Hello" as she walks in the door. A bright red haired lady with a long face and somewhat haunting. I place the voice with the woman from the field who made the remark about us being in love.

      She suggests a game of Truth or Dare, although she calls the game something else at the time, but I forget precisely what she called it. We decide to take her up on her offer, and it's my turn first, I pick truth. She begins going into scientific detailing of the specific names of genitalia for transexual people, I blame the genitalia conversation from IRC the night before this lucid dream. When she's finished, she asks if either of us are transexuals, to which we truthfully respond "No".

      For some reason, there is a strange shift in the entire dream here. I seem to have two consciousnesses. My dream self and my waking conscious self floating around in the head of my dream self. All three of us begin discussing the "game", something my dream self seemed to understand, but I had no idea what this "game" was all about.. We start detailing why each of us wants the prize money from the game and it turns out that the red-haired woman actually has a really good cause, she intended to use all of the prize money to repair the world after the chaos. Again something my dream self seemed to realise, but I was amiss as to what this chaos was.

      Dirty-blonde-haired guy states that, if he wins, he will donate all of the money to red-haired girl to help with her cause. This leads to all of us eventually teaming up as a group in this "game". We start discussing strategy and state how the prize fund gets bigger with each person that gets kicked out of the game.

      My mum, who for some strange reason was the organiser of these games, walked into the kitchen just as we were mentioning how the outside world seemed to have died down as of late and how we're currently safe in this house. I'm still unsure of exactly what these games were about or what they involved, and what had caused the outside "chaos", but dream self had no problems knowing what it was all about. My mum quickly corrects us, saying how we're fooling ourselves if we believe that.

      She guides dirty-blonde-haired guy and red-haired woman to the window in the living room, while I hang around in the kitchen momentarily to clean up some mess. I soon follow after and both of them are breaking down on the sofa, crying. An overwhelming sense of worry takes over and I rush to the window and am in shock at what I see.

      Cars are turned over in the streets, houses are on fire and there are burnt corpses laying on the ground. Any people that aren't burnt to a crisp are crawling along the floor, grasping on to the last ounces of life. I ask my mum if I can go upstairs to get a better look out the upstairs window, when all of a sudden it hits me.

      I begin thinking, this can't be real, I know it's a dream. I lift my hands and my vision begins to blur but I try my hardest to focus and count my fingers, there are far more than there should be and I know for sure that it's a dream. I begin getting excited, I can't decide what to do first.

      I notice the dream seems to be continuing regardless, my mum is already walking up the stairs and for now I decide that I want to continue on with the dream. I follow her up the stairs and into her bedroom, she stops momentarily to slip off her shoes, mentioning how she doesn't want to get the carpet dirty before walking up to the window.

      I decide to break away from the dream here and get a good view, I walk straight up and through the wall, finding it much easier to will myself through the wall unlike my first lucid where I got stuck. I also went straight into flying after passing through, instead of falling down to the ground first.

      I am again shocked at the detailing of the world around me. The trees are bright green and full of detail, the fires blaze and I can vividly hear the screams for help from the dying people. I fly down the street but seem to struggle to stay up in the air, I slowly descend and try to adjust my body into a position that can fly the best.

      I'm low enough now that I am obscuring the cars on the road, there's a truck behind me honking its horn, obviously wanting me to get out of the way. I turn around and decide to use telekinetic powers to flip the truck over and it's completely destroyed on impact.

      I continue flying down the road, and round onto the other street which joins onto mine. I again flip over another car and I seem to accidentally flip it right on top of this innocent car on the side of the road. I begin to feel guilty and go over to help this guy out of his car. He has about 5 young children and insists on fetching a doctor to help. I inform him that I could heal, knowing I'm dreaming and that I could just will their health into existence.

      Regardless, he insists on getting a doctor. He steals a nearby car and I leap in just as he's driving off trying to get him to listen. The spinning of the car and being disorientated seems to kick me out of lucidity. I fall out the car, he drives off and I become completely non-lucid.


      Everything is incredibly blurry from this point. I remember flashes of staying with the children, the guy coming back with a doctor and then being in a hospital as the guy is reunited with his wife and they're told that all of the children will be okay.

      I fade back into waking life and the dream is over.

      Updated 05-19-2012 at 03:57 AM by 54730

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , lucid
    5. All Gun's A Blazing!

      by , 05-18-2012 at 09:17 PM (My Dream Records)
      Black means non lucid
      Orange means semi lucid
      Blue means lucid
      Red means dream characters talking
      Purple means possible shared dreaming person
      Green means notes


      Got it? Great! Now sit back, and enjoy reading my dreams.


      Dream #1 Blaze.




      Im in my first home in my room reading something out a magazine. Out of nowhere i become semi lucid and start meditating in the center of my room. I dive out my body and now make a portal near my wall and dive thru it. I end up at some underground arena where there are women fighting eachother. I reach in my pocket and grab my hawk coin totem, and start rubbing it to stabilize the dream more. I flipping my coin in the air, and catching it when one hand. Im noticing that the one girl who is fighting is brutally hurting the other girl so bad, One guy had to break it up. The other girl was dragged off of the floor and treated immediately for any injuries that she had.

      The woman looked like the woman in the pic, she had long dark black hair and reminded me of Natalia in a way. She walked off to a locker room somewhere i suppose to change, i waited outside for her. She now comes out and i speak to her about her fight and tell her she did great. Her exact words were..

      "Ah, thats nothing. You should see me with a gun."

      (She starts reaching in her jacket for some cigarettes)

      "You smoke?"

      "Oh im sorry, i don't smoke anymore. I did'nt catch your name by the way?"

      "Its Blaze."

      "Nice name. Im Q, A.K.A. The Dreamprofessor with an E before the R.

      "Why that way?"

      "I don't know, i wanna be unique in a way. Why is your name Blaze?"

      "Im either blazing up a cigarette, or blazing a gun."

      "I see."

      We talk more, and i ask her if she would like to be my personal bodyguard. She accepts, and i wake up.


      Dream #2 Training potentials.
      Spoiler for Theme Of The Dream:


      Im in some huge warehouse, and there is a gym, and a shooting range. I spot Natalia giving sparring lesson to a few potentials. I see Blaze hitting a punching bag and kicking it, and kneeing it, with a few knee strikes. She is wearing some short black and red shorts, barefoot with tape around her ankles, and wearing a black sports bra. She is grunting and getting more angry as she is hitting the bag. It starts to echoe thruout the entire warehouse, sounding like thunder. Everyone is now staring at her destroy the bag. I walk over to her and get a closer look at the bag. She has punched and kicked at the bag with so much force, it starts spilling sand out. But she continues grunting and striking at the bag until she finishes it off with a powerful kick, and it goes flying across the room and almost hitting a girl nearby. I suddenly dive thru a wall now back at my 1st home. I start meditating again, and dive out my body and decide to make another portal. I make another one near the same spot as last time and dive thru it.





      The Aquarium.



      I end up at some huge Aquarium, staring at the a tank. Someone from the warehouse is there with me. Its a guy, and i take it he is a potential student of mine. We are walking thru this labyrinth sized Aquarium, trying to find a way out. We eventually see some doors and exit the Aquarium.



      Labyrinth Stairs


      We are now walking down some spiral stairs, but ended up getting nowhere. I tell my partner no, we must go this way. We ended up getting frustrated and i tell him to fall backwards and meet me at the warehouse. We both fall backwards and end up at the warehouse.

      We meet with the others and talk for a bit, then i wake up.




      WILD - Dream #3 Beautiful But Deadly.


      Im walking with Blaze thru a huge corporate building. We are moving very stealth like, and hiding behind desks, and against the wall from these guards. Blaze sees a guard coming near where we are. She jumps from under the desk, and jumps on top of the guard and starts putting him in a chokehold until the guy passes out. We are now walking near another area, i hide behind a wall a notice a guard coming and grab him when he gets near my corner and headbutt him and start kneeing him in the stomach and elbow him in the face. He falls to the ground and me and Blaze make our next move.

      We peep around a corner to notice a guard guarding a door. Blaze pulls out her silencer and aims it at the guys head, and he falls to the ground. We make our way to this door that says...

      "FOR PERSONAL ONLY."

      We start creeping in the door very silently, hearing machines and generators. We start walking thru the factory hall and looking around us at the same time.

      Natalia calls me on my celphone and asks me how things are going, i tell her that we should be near the door right now. Some men spot me and Blaze, and we start running towards the door. We enter the door and Blaze locks it, and im looking in different cabinets searching for a file. Blaze tells me to check the bottom drawer. I open it up to find a top secret file.


      I become lucid right here and take the file and tell Blaze open the door. She nods and opens up the door. The men are pointing guns at us and asking us to get out of the room one man tells me to drop the file. I look at Blaze, and everything moves in slow motion. I drop the file and pull out two guns and start shooting at the men. Blaze starts taking out her guns and shooting at the men too. We hear alarms going off and i pick up the file, and me and Blaze start running exiting the factory building she tells me we should split up and meet back at the hideout. I nod and tell her be careful, she tells me to be careful too.

      Dogs are chasing me and im shooting at the dogs running and decide to dive thru a nearby bush. The bush brings me back to my 1st home where i still have the file i set it underneath my pillow on my bed, and fall backwards and wake up.

      Updated 05-19-2012 at 05:07 AM by 54142

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    6. Me and Julio Getting Down in the Backyard

      by , 05-18-2012 at 06:33 PM (Ophelia's Book O' Fun II)
      Ok I've been having some trouble with the DEILD Demon the past few days, so I talked with oreoboy about it and he had the idea that maybe he is trying to help me. Yeah, I laughed too. No kidding, but seriously, seeing how DD is just part of my subconscious (and often a hurdle to overcome during the vibrations phase of DEILD transitioning), perhaps oreoboy was right. This transition should be a time where I am calm, even my dreamself. Let the vibrations and overall creepiness of DD's presence just be something I endure passively, and I should hopefully slip easily into the lucid dream from there. It's hard because right after the vibrations is where I feel his presence, and I'm technically lucid at that point, because I can see, feel, hear him, and interact with him in a dreamstate. My real body is asleep and not moving. So to resist the temptation in interact with him in some way: touch, punch, kiss, sex, kick-in-the-face, is hard because it's MY DREAM. But seeing as how lately, he's been growling at me, biting me, keeping me from transitioning into the dream, and in an increased state of SP, I thought it wouldn't kill me to try oreoboy's less-is-more approach. So I did this morning and it worked!

      I chained several times, so my recall might be out of order, but here goes. I was snoozing on and off after my usual 7:30am WBTB, but I noticed I wasn't getting my vibrations. So one time when I woke up, possibly around 8:30am, I MADE myself enter the vibration stage. I have this weird little switch that I can turn on to make it happen if I'm tired enough, hard to explain. That's for another time. So I felt DD come up behind me and wrap his arms around me and grab my hands as usual. I tried to snuggle in a little closer (BAD OPHELIA), and he started to growl a little bit, so I stopped. I didn't move. That lasted a few seconds and I woke up. So I went back to the vibrations again, felt him again, this time I said I was sorry (AAAAuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), and he spoke softly, but it sounded like a demonic chant, kinda mixed with a middle eastern language. I was like, okkkkk. Then I woke up, went back to it, felt him again, didn't move. This time I asked him "Don't get mad, but can I ask you your name?" This time he said, in English, "I have several names, in several languages." He started naming them off one at a time, and I repeated it each time, trying my hardest to make a mental note of each one so I could remember them when I was awake. The only one I remembered was Julio lol. I know he had an italian one, and I remember repeating it, and I remember it was beautiful, but balls! I can't remember it. Then another time we went through the same thing, and I asked him where he was from, he said that the next time, I need to bring this special kind of map and he would point it out to me. Haha so I said "Why can't I just pull up google maps on my laptop real quick, and you can just point it out?" I think I just woke up from that as well. Finally, the last time we repeated the cycle, he said he was horny. Figures.. he just wanted a complacent woman. Anyway, the scene changed from my bed to the backyard, and it was fall, with the wind blowing different colored leaves all around. He got on top of me, and I could see what he looked like: young, tan skin, brown eyes and brown messy hair, his teeth were a little less sharp than they were the other day. Not the most handsome guy in the universe, but not at all bad. He wore no shirt. He took his pants off, but didn't need to take my clothes off. He's magical I guess I remember seeing the details of his muscular back and shoulders, and my legs wrapped around his waist. Very cool. After the sex, he said "See, look how hot and sweaty you made me."

      I wanted to say "Well duh, that's because you're a demon." But experience taught me to bite my tongue lest it be bitten.
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    7. Flyer

      by , 05-18-2012 at 02:41 PM (School 2)
      Dream; Semi-Lucid; Lucid; Memorable; 1-4 My Recollection;

      4; (edit: ) Back home in the morning:


      took a few minutes and drew this on mspaint

      Updated 06-04-2012 at 09:26 AM by 25261

      Tags: flight, night, space
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    8. My best lucid yet 5/12/2012 PLUS my experience with stabilizing awareness +++ dream from 5/14

      by , 05-18-2012 at 12:47 PM
      =D I just noticed, but this is almost exactally 1 year from my last post!

      So, I have this guy I have been trying to contact in my dreams. BUT we are on completely opposite sides of the world, so finding a time to sleep when he is asleep too is really difficult. My question to everybody before I get into de good stuffs. Do you think he can feel me calling to him even when he is awake? He's spiritually aware like me sort of.

      THE DREAM 5/12
      I may have had a dream or two before this one, but I can't remember them at all. From the first moment the dream formed, I was lucid.

      ~In real life, I had had a VERY stressful week with school AP testing and all that jazz. I had just finished my last test on Friday, and it had a lot of issues.. Luckily I turned it in on time ^^ and from then on I was just drained. So, I have learned that lucid dreams are more common [to me] just after releasing a lot of stress!


      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      So, first thing I notice is that I'm in my home. Difference is, it was illuminated like golden sepia tone-ish. I immediately freaked out a little, thinking "ohmigosh, I need to stabilize like what the internets said.. I tried looking down at my hands. It didn't work out well. My hands looked like triple vision, and they felt like it too. Just looking at them made me dizzy and unfocused. That itself made me freak out even more, so I tried out another technique, spinning. That didn't work either. Spinning made me tip a bit like when you lose your footing in a deep pool. For a few seconds I just stood still. It helped a bit, and my vision cleared. The best way from my experience, was to just walk. I didn't really think it into being, but feeling something like gravity keep me on the ground while I walked stabilized my focus a whole lot.

      From then on, I just stayed in my house, experimenting. I grew different body parts ;D and made my dog appear, played with him for a while. I ended up getting bored. I wanted to try out different scenery.

      So, I walk outside, and I see my neighborhood. Its night, and police cars and fire engines crowd the streets over on the right. "Uh uh, no way" I say! The worst thing I could imagine would be experiencing a nightmare while I'm 'awake' so to speak. Especially when I don't know the first thing I'm doing. So, I keep walking straight ahead, ignoring the scene. As I walk, he night seems to melt away. I don't pay much attention to the world around me, but the ground looked like a meadow in the early morning light.

      I tried calling to that guy I mentioned above. {Im mentioning this guy a lot in this post, so from now on I will call him Gach} At first I just tried calling his name, seeing if he would just appear from my saying it That didn't work, so I tried making him appear from my visual memory of him. The ground bulged a bit, but it didn't work. So, I tried one last time. That time, I reached out my hand, remembering the last time I held his face. I willed everything in me to just focus on that feeling. I had a little boom go off inside of me, and his face appeared right where my hand held it. His face was filled with love [hard to describe] and I felt that he missed something. That vision only lasted a second..

      Anyway, walking on worked ^^ and I end up in an icy cliff place. I remember talking with some guy there. I think he was a climber. From then on, I can't remember.



      THE NEXT DREAM 5/13

      I can only remember a few things that happened in this one. I was lucid, but I didn't try to control anything. I went along with everything that happened and explored a bit.

      I'm in some sort of laundry shop. I was somewhere else before that, doing who knows what, but I can't remember right now. SO, who else would be behind the counter than Gach? Immediately, I am overcome with doubt. "Okay, I'll just get my clothes and leave. He won't notice me." I talk to him a bit, order my stuff. All the while, I can see/sense him looking up at me every couple of seconds. I tried something crazy out though. Dream characters are from myself, but I did it anyways. I tried reading his mind. His mind didn't feel like my own. His thoughts were completely independent of my own. I was surprised for a moment, but we talked a bit, and I realized it really was him. We had a lot of fun, fell in love all over again. AND THEN.. ALIENS! A giant spaceship comes out of the sky. FEAR fills me to the brim, and yet I feel invigorated all at the same time. Oh, and I am back outside in front of my house for some reason while this happens. A huge monster truck-looking yellow and red space ship pops out of the big one and starts blasting waves of 'sound?' Waves ripple through the ground, bouncing me up and down. Everyone else runs away or in the house. 'course I'd be the only fool left out their thinking 'oh cool' while being tossed about by galactica surround-sound.. Another copy of that booming space ship pops out of the big one and does the same thing. The booms feel like their injecting awesomeness powers into me, but I still try bouncing on my butt right before the ripple hits, just in case the aliens are doing some freaky experiment or something. ~END
    9. 5/18/12 A lucid, 2 dreams, and a fragment

      by , 05-18-2012 at 12:23 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Type: DILD (semi-lucid)

      I remember being in some kind of forest area. It was very dark, but for some reason we had these little lamps hanging up in the trees to provide light. I was with a couple of people.

      I can’t remember what caused us to do this, but my friends starting sprinting off, like they got scared of something. I quickly followed behind them, tracking them down with my eyes so that I wouldn’t get lost in the darkness.
      I went around every tree and crevice that I could see that they dodged. I came to a small hill, and jumped off. In midair I thought, “Wait, this is a dream!” and landed. I felt a mild shock in my shoulders and back. I didn’t RC, I just kept following them. Eventually the dream ended. I only took that little moment to notice that I was dreaming, but lost lucidity right after that moment.

      A Two Story Car?
      I was with my sister Sam, and my little brother Tom. We were inside a large vehicle. There were these two men who were taking us somewhere in it.
      I think we were trying to hide some sort of object. But I’ll get to that later.

      We stopped at some sort of truck stop, and a lot of weird people were walking around. The men got out, and told us to stay inside. They would only be a minute.

      We stayed inside the car and explored around. I found some stairs in the back of the car (the car outside was like a van, except it had two stories inside!) and climbed up them. Inside, I found a room as large as the one below. It looked like there were bookshelves full of records and books. Looking to the right I saw just a regular window. This room didn’t look like it was designed for a car at all, just a regular room you would find in your house.

      I walked downstairs and my sister was playing music on the radio. It was so loud I heard it while on the stairs. I think my brother was just sitting there not doing anything.

      I got back into my seat in the front (the steering wheel was on the right). I saw a weird man walk by, so I slid down in my seat. “Don’t let him see you.” I whispered.

      Eventually the men came back. We drove to some sort of warehouse looking place. Whatever we were trying to hide, one of the men had with him. We walked inside and saw some people walking around boxes. Inside looked like a huge garage. We went through a sort of side room (it looked like a hotel room) and I think put whatever we were hiding on the floor.

      Then the dream ended

      It's About to Rain
      We were at our school. I was with my friend Mike and his mom. We were outside on the playground, walking around. I remember Mike’s mom saying, “Mike, let’s go running.” (They were runners)
      He looked at the sky. It was a weird shade of yellow and it was starting to rain. “No, mom,” he said. “It’s going to get bad, the weather.”
      “Who cares let’s go.” She insisted.
      “But mom –“
      “Let’s go.” She said sternly.

      After that weird episode, it turns out they didn’t go running after all. He came to my house and we were in my bedroom. I think he was supposed to keep me company during the storm.

      Fragment
      We were in my sister’s car. She was driving down the road. All of a sudden, we see a car bump the one in front of him. They immediately stop, and Ken keeps going, since she’s in the other lane. I hear her go, “Oh my gosh!”
    10. Shikaka! Ace Ventura!

      by , 05-18-2012 at 12:05 PM (Magic Box)
      CONTINUATION TO Mr. Anubis (le click!)

      It is very dark. I don't know where I am. I vaguely remember myself plunging to the ground, but beyond that, I can't seem to recall anything.

      I reach out in front of me. Empty space.
      I wave my arms around, trying to feel anything.
      But there is nothing there.

      I start walking forward, arms extended. After a few seconds of walking blindly, I feel a flat, smooth object. I swipe my hand over it, and realize that it is a wall. I feel a small protrusion a few inches to the right. Ah, a light switch. I flip it.

      A fluorescent bulb lights up the room.

      I am surprised when I see Jim Carrey sitting on a chair in the far end of the room. He is wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt with floral print. His hair is perfectly coiffed upward, with a swirly end, like Jimmy Neutron's.

      I immediately think,"Ohh, it's Ace Ventura!"

      He is sitting cross-legged, just staring at me, with a goofy grin.

      It takes me a few moments to realize that he isn't moving at all. I take baby steps towards him, trying not to make a sound. He looks like a mannequin.

      I am now standing in front of him. I wave my hand in his face. He doesn't blink.

      I start to turn away when...


      "SHIKAKA!!"

      He yells this so loudly and so unexpectedly that I am taken aback and I go, "Wh-? Ahh! This is a dream!"

      I go lucid. I rub my hands and the surroundings become really vivid.

      "PSYCH!! You're dreaming! Nananananana batman!"

      I smile when he says this. Nice, my DC knows it's a dream.

      "Can I leave?" I ask.

      "Sure," he says, "Just do me a favor."

      "What?" I say.

      "Can you summon Adam Levine?" he starts, "I need him... for... reasons."

      I laugh.

      "I'll try" I say.

      I close my eyes and imagine Adam Levine materializing in front of me.

      I open one eye to see, but it doesn't seem to be working.

      "Try harder. Owowowowowowo!" Ace says, tapping his palm on his mouth repeatedly, like a Native Indian.

      I close my eyes again, and try to summon Adam Levine once more.

      While my eyes are closed, I start to see blobs of different colors. I also see patterns of lines and curves, forming different shapes I can't yet recognize.

      I am so fascinated by them, that I just stare in awe. I start to forget what I was supposed to do in the first place.

      As I enjoy the sights, I don't notice myself losing lucidity.

      I end up drifting off into a couple on non-lucids, before I finally wake up to my alarm.



      -----------------------------------------

      I shall forever spend my life walking the Earth, wondering what Ace Ventura would have done to (with?) Adam Levine if I had successfully summoned him.

      I still remember the non-lucids I had after this, but I have decided not to journal them here... for... reasons.



      Haha. x)


      Updated 05-18-2012 at 12:28 PM by 53603

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    11. Mr. Anubis

      by , 05-18-2012 at 12:00 PM (Magic Box)
      I am walking home. It is sunset.

      As I round the curb to my house, I see this Anubis creature standing outside the door, along with dozens of spear-holding men in tunics. Mr. Anubis is very tall, probably about 8 feet. He is also very macho, with glistening black skin and a canine head. He is in an Egyptian attire decked in gold blings.

      I stop walking. His ears snap up.
      He sees me, and growls.



      I have a moment of panic, but then I become lucid. The weird atmosphere is more noticeable. I do the noseplug and I can breathe. I then rub my hands, and the visuals become clearer (though still a bit hazy).

      Mr. Macho Anubis is still there, and he starts to growl. The men start to march towards me in cadence. I can hear and feel their heavy footsteps on the ground. I close my eyes and try my best to make them disappear. I imagine them poofing off into oblivion.

      It doesn't work. I open my eyes and they're still coming.
      They're only a few feet away from me now. I decide to bolt.

      I fly up and steer to the left, feeling relieved that I escaped.

      Then, I hear a familiar growl behind me. I look back and see Mr. Macho Anubis flying after me! Holy $#!* this dog-man flies?! I fly a bit faster, but my control is crappy, and my pursuer is catching up. It is then that I decide to fly straight down and phase through the ground so he will lose track of me.

      I see nothing but darkness as I am plummet through the earth. I have no idea where it is gonna lead me.


      I end up in the void.

      Then I lose lucidity.

      TO BE CONTINUED...

      Shikaka! Ace Ventura! (Le click!)

      ---------------------

      There are two parts to this dream, the second one I put in a different entry, since it has a somewhat different storyline. Also, to prevent this entry from being too long and dragging. :3

      Updated 05-18-2012 at 12:27 PM by 53603

      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    12. Introspection in regards to dreaming and waking life

      by , 05-18-2012 at 06:08 AM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      Spoiler for This is a lot of st00fs:

      Updated 05-18-2012 at 07:28 AM by 47756

      Categories
      memorable , side notes
    13. Trent Reznor, The Blacklight Virus, And A Car Trip

      by , 05-18-2012 at 03:07 AM (Random Excerpts From My Dreams)
      May 8, 2012

      I woke up at 5:00 AM, and the alarm I had set for the end of my REM cycle was at 5:30, so I went back to sleep. I repeated for a while (or maybe until I fell asleep) “I remember my dreams”, or something very close to that. I remembered my dream, as it was interrupted by my alarm. It started at my house and a kid version of three people of Nine Inch Nails (Including Reznor) were at my house (and they all managed to never say a word throughout the entire dream). I seemed to recognize them, but I don’t actually know any other members other than Reznor (who was present) and (if he was part of the band) Atticus Ross, who was not present.
      We ended up starting to leave the house, and my Dad was taking us somewhere. It was raining outside as hard as it ended up raining during that day IRL (which is quite a bit). I at some point (although I don’t know if this is a recall lapse or random sh*t outta nowhere, but I think it’s the latter) had ice cream, and the container it came in (a small round one, similar to one from another dream) was put on the floor ( I assume by me). I knew we had to go, and I think everyone else was already in the car. I was putting the Ice cream away and I recall it taking so long I went to the door and held up my pointer finger, signalling I’d be there in one minute. At some point between here and the next part, we went to a park area where I played music on my Ipod and everyone played some sort of game (I don’t remember what, though).
      So, the dream shifted to third person, and it had become dark, but the sky was already gray to begin with. We were on a bridge, and things were chaotic. I somehow perceived that it was the Blacklight Virus (from Prototype) that had infected everything, and In my audio recording this morning I reported seeing zombies, but right now I’m doubtful of that. Cars were swerving, and shopping carts were running all over the bridge (and it was a long winding bridge, bigger than the one where I live). They were all the same shade of red, and some of them were still and just in the middle of the road, but some of them were sliding down the road too. There seemed to be a few cement walls (or segments of walls) in the middle of the bridge, separating the direction of lanes (of which I think there were 4).
      This was supposed to, and conveyed very well, the feeling of chaos (although from this description it probably won’t seem that way). Eventually we got to our destination (which went unmentioned, but I think it was a mall). There was another lapse of what I assume was simply the dream jumping ahead, and we were in the mall, and there was a dark room with a lighted hallway. In front of the hallway were two creatures (and keep in mind this was all in third person). One seemed to be a grunt from Amnesia, and the other one seemed like some evil monster with zoidberg like mouth tentacles.
      The Grunt (if that’s what it was) started jumping forward like a Hunter from L4D2, but only going a foot into the air, kinda like a frog. At some point in the dream of which I don’t know, I was at home and came a across something on my computer that said “Face Masks” and had a picture of a woman with white face moisturizer on her face and a folded washcloth over her eyes, as if she was at a spa. So back to the mall.
      the dream seemed to go back to first person, and there was a third monster, that looked like one of the Prototype 2 zombies. I “went” back to the Face Masks thing and changed some settings in an attempt to lower the creepy f*cked up ness of the whole thing. I put “went” in quotes because I don’t remember actually going anywhere or seeing or feeling me change anything, but I just perceived it. In the dream the name Face masks seemed to make sense, mask being somewhere along the lines of the Flash (animation program) version of a Mask. Once I woke, this still didn’t make sense. This changing of setting didn’t seem to work, and I think i was going to try again, because then I was home and going through tabs on my internet and either the tab or Igoogle theme had the words “Maybe” written on it with fuzzy outlines of hearts (not real ones, the typical heart shape). After this, the alarm woke me up. No Lucidity, but I did seem to try to control the dream (although through settings as if it were a computer).

      note: at some point, after we had left the house, My Ipod got broken. The part with the camera on it got dented in, and the glass/plastic material on it cracked. This was in first person, and I remember feeling a strange sensation touching the cracked and dented part. I have no idea where in the dream this took place.

      another note. While in the car, before everything turned third person, we were listening to NiN music. The kid versions of some of the band members including Trent Reznor were in the back seats, but they had no reaction what so ever, and didn’t say anything. I did think it must of been a little awkward though.

      a third note. This dream occurred between 5 and 5:30, because I woke up at 5 on my own, and then went back to sleep. My alarm went off at 5:30, so the whole thing had to have happened in less than thirty minutes. The dream itself felt more like 15 minutes, but I think dream time lasts longer than normal time.

      easiness to recall:
      8/10 (vivid and pretty easy to recall, and the dream was long)


      A drawing I drew of the bridge.
      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    14. Colorful mood, small fry, moment of clarity

      by , 05-18-2012 at 02:37 AM (My Dream Records)
      Black means non lucid
      Orange means semi lucid
      Blue means lucid
      Red means dream characters talking
      Purple means possible shared dreaming person
      Green means notes


      Got it? Great! Now enjoy reading my dreams.


      Dream #1 Colorful Mood.


      Me and Mila Kunis are outside, its night time and we are on a grassy field. We are looking at the stars and talking about astrology and signs. She mentions that she is a Leo sign, and i tell her im a Cancer sign. She says something like..

      "You know im a fire sign right?"

      "Yea i know. But my water can calm the wildest forest fires baby."

      (She blushes)

      We start kissing and she asks me if i had any pills. I reach in my pocket and pull out a vibrant pink pill for her, and i took a gold pill.



      She is now glowing a vibrant pink colour, and i am glowing my a bright shimmering Gold colour. We start making out on the grassy field and i wake up.





      Dream #2 Small Fry.

      Im in a huge room talking with a bunch of mafioso guys about loyalty and respect. Im also mentioning that family must always stick together...no matter what. One guy gets up and starts clapping and tells me i should be a political speaker or something like that. I tell him that i only speak the facts, not fiction. They explain that its a little fella, who needs to be taught a lesson. I them let me take care of it for them.

      Im now walking down a avenue, its evening time and there is this one little teenage kid who looks Italian. He asks me if i can handle something for him, and i tell him i don't have time right now. He explains to me that there is a man coming here in his neighborhood threating to kill his family unless he pays him or something like that. He tells me who his uncle is, and i remember that i work with him.

      I tell him that i'll take care of that little problem for him. Im now in a apartment building in a room with classical music playing in the background. Loading up my guns and getting dressed up, i hear a knock on the door.


      The guy waiting outside the door had a very calm attitude. But you can tell he also had a very in sane nature about him. He reminded me of the guy in the picture Ryuji Yamazaki from the King Of Fighters Video games. He asks me in a very calm tone...


      "So...you ready to take this small fry out?"

      "Oh im all for it."

      We head out the door and now arrive at some warehouse where there are a bunch of men loading up a bunch of stuff in a box. Me and the Ryuji Yamazaki looking cat, started shooting at all the men. I noticed that one of the men was at the top of the stairs watching all of this. I went after him and started yelling at him telling him..

      "You are only making it worst by running you know that right?"

      My partner is downstairs laughing like a maniac killing off all of the guys down there. I finally find the man hiding in one of his rooms. He pulls out a gun a shoots at me but he misses. I start reaching in my pocket looking for something, and the guy comes out of nowhere and shoots me then i wake up. (Must've been searching for my totem probably lol)





      6:24 - 6:40 am. Did plenty of reality checks with my totem. And went back to sleep.


      Final dream: A moment of clarity.

      Im in a supermarket and start telling myself..

      "I am the dream navigator, i navigate thru peoples dreams. I always remember my dreams."

      (Yet i did not become lucid)



      Lol, anyway. Im walking thru the supermarket and i see a young lady who looks familiar? We talk for a bit, and i start mentioning to her about dreams. We talked for a good while, and she told me to email her later. Im now at home emailing her about dreams, yet i still did not become lucid!



      Im now sitting down in my living room sipping my tea rubbing my hawk coin totem and reading the newspaper. I notice in one of the articles in big bold letters that said...

      "CIRCUS CLOWN MASSACRED BY UNKNOWN SERIAL KILLER!"

      My eyes light up, and i start laughing and read another section that says something about the urban legend Candyman may just be real. In it, it was talking about people who claimed to have seen him slaughter and wipe out the entire circus or something like that. I laugh as im reading this and start feeling like i may had something to do with this???




      The dream fades, and i wake up.



      Damn...i clearly could have became lucid in the 1st dream. (somewhat) The second dream i almost became lucid if it was'nt for that damn...


      %*$%@#!


      Lmao! But its all good. The last dream, i defintely should've hit full lucidity at that supermarket. DAMN! Lol, and while i was reading that newspaper, that defintely should've triggered some lucidity there for me! Ahhh, well can't get em all. Lol but i noticed my subconscious has a funny way of throwing certain things in my face when im not aware of it at times. Hmm..i don't mind what i got, besides..lucid dreams are just full control right? Being somewhat in control is not so bad depending on the theme that is. But overall im happy with my recall, and my results.
    15. Getting away with murder

      by , 05-17-2012 at 05:28 PM
      Last night's dream: I can't remember what happened at the beginning of the dream but I have a vague recollection of doing something wrong, I think it was cheating on my partner. As always I have just murdered someone, I don't ever see the actual murder but the body (very graphically injured, head cracked open, brains exposed, lots of blood) is at my feet. We're in the persons house but really it's my house. I'm supposed to know know this person but I don't recognise them or know their name, but it's a young male, around 13/14. I hear noises downstairs so I quickly leave the room, shut the door so no one can see and end up talking to the lads mum. My sister is there too and she goes upstairs while we are talking and then the mum asks where her son is, I say I don't know so she goes to his room. His body is gone, his mum reports him missing. I notice my sister skulking around and go over to her, she says don't worry, I got rid of him. She gives me an alibi for the police. His body is discovered not far away but I'm not a suspect to the police. I get the feeling the mum knows it was me though. I get away with it as always.
      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable