nightmare

This dream has two recurring themes. I'm not sure why they didn't trigger an RC, except that I'm fairly new to inducing LDs and I don't think I've been doing enough (RCs and MILDing). I graduated from HS in 1983, and haven't seen my HS sweetheart in more than 15 years.

I am at my high school. There is a pep rally going on. Even though I know it's my high school, it has the layout of my daughter's grade school. For some reason, they won't let me in. I recognize two of the guys that won't let me in. They are big and bullies. I provoke them on purpose. I am in a bad mood, and sick of being bullied. I prompt them, and they don't respond. I don't ever get physical, but I do something that makes them mad. They give chase, and I stand my ground. "C'mon", I say, "let's go". They shrug their shoulders and walk away. I finally get in and see my ex-girlfriend. I try to get her attention, but she is with someone else. I am profoundly hurt. I try and try, but only manage to get the attention of her twin sister. She cannot help me. I spend the rest of the dream trying various ways to get her attention. Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone is running. I run into the bullies again, but they don't try anything. We all start to leave the building. The rest is a blur.

Conditions:
Fell asleep: ?
2400 mg of Omega 3 Fish Oil before bed

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

I was in the kitchen, and I got a phone call from an old friend named Bree. She told me that she was having a party tonight and that I was welcome to come. I said that I would, but remembered that finals were tomorrow (in the dream, not rl) so I told her that I wouldn't stay too late.

I arrived at the party and there were tons of cars parked on the grass and around the house. That's the last thing I remember for awhile.

I wake up again, screaming. There are two 'men' on me, but one is actually a giant red octopus. I'm being violently raped by these two men, and still screaming at the top of my lungs. There is blood all over the sheets and I can't see my attackers well because it's dark in the room. I tried to escape but passed out again.

I woke up alone in the same room, which I recognized to be my old bedroom. Blood had stained the sheets and next to me in the bed are hundreds of dead ladybugs. Across the room is the electric piano, which has split itself down the middle (when I was a child I used to have recurring nightmares about being attacked by an electric piano). I scooted the chair back into place and put the two halves of the piano together again.

I left the house and stumbled down the driveway. There was a girl throwing up chocolate cake near the edge of the driveway. Cars were still parked outside the house even though it was pretty dark and empty now. In my head I heard a whispering "Wake up, wake up, wake up!". I woke up IRL, it was 9am which was the time that I had aimed to wake up at...

that dream was so disturbing

So, I'm a hardcore gymnast, I'll start with that. Anyway, theres a celebrity named Ayla Kell whom I truly admire for looks and voice.

The dream started in a party place, it was for my birthday, I was sitting on the inside of a booth. I ate a piece of cake and "phased" out of my seat (my mother was in my way, getting out just..happened) after seeing Chelsea Hobbs (another person from the same gymnastics TV show) pass by. Fastforward to a few minutes later, and somehow I'm taking photos in a photobooth with Ayla Kell. I get a kiss on the cheek in one of the photos. We get out and look at the photos. my vision then becomes that of a game, and the photos literally take up the whole spectrum of my vision. Ayla and I then talk, I see a few other people from my past (a girl i fell for in Hawaii, the man who shot me when i stopped him from robbing a store, so on and so on). A few seconds later I see a man with dark wings walk in, everyone moves out of his way. Not scared, they just move. Another man is infront of me, I sense serious danger. I tell Ayla to get behind me, she does.

As a side note - I'm bilingual, I just want to throw that out there before I get to the next part.

The man infront of me starts to speak, and it takes my brain a few seconds to adjust to a seperate language. "Dammi la ragazza." - Give me the girl.
"Non, lei e' per mio e' nessuno tutti." - No, she is for me and no one else.
For some reason seeing them didnt scare me.
"Give me her or we'll kill you."
The man on the right of me (the one who moved all the people) said it. And for some reason alarms went off in my head. I willed a sword into existance, and when the demon infront of me realized what I was doing, he ran at me.
-This is where I became lucid-
The sword materialized AS he jumped to slice me up, I swung up and he disappated, almost like a ghost hit by iron. Then the demon to the right of me (who I turned to face) said, "Nice try. But you can't protect her forever."
He disappeared, and I ended up in a solitary confinement cell with Ayla.
I started to speak in latin, and she disappeared. Then I woke up.

Lights out at 1:35AM. At 4:13 the cat woke me up and I wrote this:

A train. Packing. Fear. Playing something on the computer. Train goes between states off consciousness? Maybe. Can't remember. I'm a little girl and I'm scared. I'm all the DC's. Or at least two. The little girl's afraid of me. Should she be? Maybe. Where am I taking her on the train? Have to hurry--the road closes at night. Levels. Of what?

At 8:38 the other cat woke me and I wrote this: Drinking with Lloyd in Mtown, then driving to Dad's along the river in my old convertible. Stopped at a playground along the way. The slide was made of wood. Dad's house was different. Much bigger. Sharon had something painted on the back of her brown dress. It was for work. I felt anxious and wanted to be alone. I ran through the house to the back room and shut the door. But Lloyd followed me. He was trying to convince me to come out and socialize and he got ever more condescending about it. He just wouldn't stop. Eventually I was in tears and though the cat *was* trying to get my attention what woke me was the sound of my own voice when I yelled aloud, "Just leave me alone!"

Me, Sam, and Ken were all in the "living room" (it was supposed to be but we were in my mom's room) of my mom's house. All of a sudden, it got totally dark. I tried turning on some lights put some of the switches wouldn't work. I happened to look out of a window and I saw a guy walking down his driveway dressed up as Santa Claus. It was storming by now. Ken said, "Quick! Go to the basement! There is a creep outside!" So we all ran down our longer than usual hall and proceeded down our longer than usual basement steps. Halfway down, the phone rang. I yelled, "Ken! Go get the phone and the flashlight!" So she ran back upstairs.

Sam and I were too scared to go anywhere, so we waited. About a few minutes later I heard a loud bloodcurdling scream followed by a deep laugh. I told Sam to stay there, and I ran up the stairs and turned the corner to find the multi-purpose room (taken from my dad's house) steps. The laugh was coming from up there. I tried everything to shouting and yelling "hey!" to even throwing pillows to get the guy's attention. Nothing seemed to work. I can still hear his laugh today. *shudder*

I had a dream in which my surprisingly demonic older sister tortured my cat Sunshine.
Anyways,
It started out where i noticed I was in some kind of OR. I looked around and saw my Ken (older sister) standing there. Beside her was Sunshine, sprawled out on a gurney. Ken wheeled the gurney into the nearest room, and I followed. I looked down for a moment and noticed that Sunshine did not look normal..sort of human-ish. I squinted and saw, that my older sister had cut Sunshine's paw off.
She was um, holding it in her hand. Ken raised a knife and she said, "Time for surgery." with an evil smirk.

I then appeared outside of my church. It was nighttime. Ken was holding Sunshine, so I took her away from Ken. Then to my horror, I saw something was stuck up through Sunshine's chin and mouth, a pin. I cried and held her, but it didn't seem to be doing any good. She was suffocating, and I had no idea what to do. A group of people started gathering, and Sam was there too. I gave Sunshine to her, then glared at Ken. She gave me the most creepy demonic stare. Her eyes were yellow and red, sort of like olives. Lol. But still, it looked demonic.

I had this one around 10 years old. I'm riding my bus on a field trip, and I fall out the back. I stumble over to this house, where there is a woman, who welcomes me inside. I ask her if I can spend the night. She replies, "Yes, you can sleep upstairs, with the dead baby. I look at the baby sitting on the floor, and she bites her older sister's head off, and spits it out. The whole family starts to have blood leaking out of their mouths, and stare at me. Then I wake up.

DF #1: I am attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, go to Potions class, get an A, and get kidnapped by someone with gray skin.
DF #2: I am in a getaway vehicle shooting a machine gun at a pursuing semi truck.
DF #3: I am in a dark, old house which I have had a really bad nightmare in, and I have the Poltergeist 2000 strapped to my back.

This is going to be difficult to explain but here it goes:

The dreams were heavily centered around my brother. There was so much about him I never learned but I know that he is an alien that is the key to life on Earth. I'll get back to this later though. My brother is sick in bed at a luxurious hotel, looking at pictures and videos on his laptop and tv and projector and so forth. There is an evil figure in the room with him. I don't know who, I think he works for the Google corporation but he isn't letting my brother know the truth about anything. This is night time and it is the last night on earth before the apocalypse. I can't remember what happens, maybe I wasn't supposed to, but it results in someone killing my brother. With his death dies the good in mankind. All new souls are forever evil. But the thing about my brother is that he's somehow not fully dead. He comes back to life in the hotel, but weaker than ever. His "guardian" from Google is there there and he asks him to stay, completely unaware that it was him that was responsible for his death. I also come into the room after hearing news of his death and resurrection and stay to watch over him.

Days have passed at this point. The man starts talking to us but he only cares that my brother hears it, "Things have gotten worse since. Look at these drawings from the children". He shows these pictures of faces painted in black. all of them look scared. angry. like they're dying. It was gruesome in a simplistic way. With this my brother grew colder. For just a second, his eyes had dark rings around them. I rushed over to him to console him and he returned to normal. It was then that I realized that the man was evil. Somehow my brother was connected to Earth and if he grew evil, so would life. What I didn't understand was that somehow, this man was planning to use the Apocalypse to bring forth a revolution in which Google could run the world. Operation Google Control.

So remember that whole Alien thing? Well I know this because I remember when things on Earth just started to get worse, and I was speaking to my neighbor at my apartment. He was telling me how all the kids were acting terrible, swearing and seemed to be lacking that innocence about them. Behind us was a wall of action figures, one of them was his Alien with a large head and coloured veins traveling down from it's brain. The moment I saw it I had instant flashes of my brother and I knew that it was in some way related to him.

So flash forward again >>

I'm traversing through a shattered world with a companion trying to reach a destination to stop everything that has been happening. Around us, the world is in terror. Everything is a mess. People are few and far. There are 3 Tornado's in the distance. One of them is huge and though they are far, they don't seem so by their size. I remember screaming and begging my friend to turn the other direction because I cannot handle my fear of the Tornado's.

There is so much more but it's all too scrambled. I don't know what to make of his.

I don't remember a whole portion but now I'm walking through a ruined earth with a friend trying to find answers.

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Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It started off in my old bedroom; it was very dark throughout the room, and no light was pouring in through the windows to aid my vision. I was sitting on my double-size bed, and then I suddenly fell backwards into a dark void. It was pitch black and I could hear faint humming, but I couldn't discern what it was coming from. I was floating up and down for a long time, and looking at myself from a third person perspective. I also saw my bedroom, and taking up almost a quarter of the room, mostly on top of the bed, was the void. It was dark and floating like a cloud of smoke.

My perspective changed back to first person, and I was hailed by a voice. "You're going to do as I say, or else you'll stay here forever. Do you accept?" I nodded, "yes".

I was back in my room in that instant, sitting on my bed again. There was a shadow, almost in the shape of a child, on another double bed in front of me. I looked at it, squinting a bit. "You're going to harvest some things for me," it told me. The voice was almost like one a little girl would have.

I then found myself along the side of a stucco house, surrounded by large pine trees. There was a lot of real-looking snow on the ground, but it wasn't cold even though I was kneeling down in it. I was with another person, also being told what to do by the shadow. He was slightly older than me, and was wearing a hoodie and dark blue jeans. We were both sitting in front of a tiny tree with blue Christmas baubles hanging from it. I held out my finger and a spark of blue light came from it, traveling in a straight line. It hit one of the baubles and it started glowing, changing shape. When the glow vanished, it was in the shape of a small steel ring. I took it and pocketed it immediately. We spent the next few minutes of the dream doing this.

Then, I was back at the house, in my bedroom. The shadow looked like it was holding out its hand, so I handed it the rings, but they dropped right through it and onto the bed. "You idiot," it told me angrily. "You don't have as many as I asked for."

I became aware that I was dreaming, but not enough to change the plot, control the shadow, or do pretty much anything. I failed to control my anger at the shadow so I began to speak even though I felt it would put me back in the void. I had to try. "Listen," I said to it, "I don't know what you are. But you're a horrible creature that instead of going out there and doing things yourself, makes other people with lives do them! I should put you in a void, see how you like it.

I almost thought I could hear sniffling, but the shadow didn't move or shift. "Sorry," it said softly, and vanished.

Ohhh great my original Dream journal got trashed. I cant post on it any more.

black=non-lucid
Green=Lucid
June 2nd 2009: Conditions ate small chocolates 1 hour before hand, attempted: WILD=fail because of a disturbance in my process, dark atmosphere, little backround noise, performed reality checks:repeating 5 times for each one.

I dreamed that I was at a neighbors house and I was watching over it with my brother, we sat on a green blue couch, and looked at a tv that was turned off. I told my brother to put in mortal kombat into the gamecube. as i said this i walked to the bathroom, then back, didnt look at the TV then walked the other way to a change in scene which was a field i walked on a path to my mom and the persons house we were watching, my house was behind them, My Mom told me that American Idol Awaits you(note: no one in my family watches American Idol.) Then my Dream went on to the next phase, I was in a Gears of War level, a mix of clocktower and Jacinto, and the COG and locust were performing glitches in which they grew wings and levitated after one point I said this is getting annoying "WAKE UP!" I had woke myself up and realized just then that I could have been lucid all that time! but i didnt do anything! Oh well maybe next time

June 3rd 2009

conditions: quiet, dark, motivated.

I attemped a WILD failed because i went to bed late and had messed up my first try. so i fell asleep..... I began in a desert/beach/urban area(hard to describe because of all that surronded me) i technically was lucid i had control of movement but my mind was treating this as if it were real life...so all i did was walk around for a little then I saw my friends car along the side of the road I called him up and started driving into a way more urban/populous area, and later night draped over without me noticing, he called and his mom and him wanted to get back in so i stoped where i started picked them up and hopped into the back seat then soon enough i woke up. im so close to getting my control. just need more concentration/sleep?

June 8th 2009:

Conditions: to bed late, tired, WILD attempt (fail decided to get to sleep), few RCs during the day dealing with Shifts RC experiment with all the 0's

Dream: I was claiming to myself I was at my house all though the house I was at had a squiggle form and was two stories high. I was outside it was raining very hard and there was a computer inside, i ignored that and went towards a computer and table further outside (in the back there is forest) before i move the rain (yes it was raining) starts pouring down harder and i head towards the computer which is off. and soon as i near it, three wolves appear to the left side of the computer and table 2 being normal one being a white wolf with red markings(its my friends avatar) the wolf bites onto both my wrists and plans to take me away, but as soon as that wolf bit I felt no pain... I BECAME LUCID and as i realized what had happened I kicked the wolf with my right foot as hard as I could. and i woke up finishing off the rest of my kick and shouting..... I just had my first lucid nightmare.....interesting

June 9th 2009:

conditions: quiet, tired, attempting WILD late at night(gave up)

Dream: I was at some gathering with friends and family and obama and some of his family were in our group and talking with us. seemed a little normal so i did not become lucid.

June 12 2009: no attempts

dreamed i was underground and there was battles going on where i was amongst natives and at the end a godess came down and stopped the fighting immediately.

August 5 2010: lazy attempt at a WILD.

I dreamed that I was in a room with my friends josh and lou they were sitting on an L shape couch taking up most the room. we were on what appeared to be a slightly fluffy carpet that was white. there was also a glass and wood counter in front of me. I randomly got a message on my phone and instead of it showing a view from my eyes distance it showed a video I had received but magnified so it was like I was there. The video took place in a ballroom the first noticiable figure was Liz Gorey a girl I dont know really ( I dont even like her) she lifts up her normal grey t-shirt at a moderate speed and flashes the camera. then the camera moves right and shows other DCs I do not find familiar so I look away and go back to where I was with my friends. then out of curiousity at all that just happened I want to see if im dreaming so I look at my phone but the dream begins fading and i eventually wake up.

This is a sort of recurring dream that I have. The subjects are different, but the theme is always betrayal. I attribute this to the fact that my ex-wife was cheating on me for at least a year before I finally had enough and left her.

I am in a hotel or dorm or some mass housing complex in an apartment that is supposed to be mine but I don't live in an apartment. It has several rooms and all them are painted white. I am living with my girlfriend (one from over 20 years ago) and she is hanging out with my best friend a little too much. As the dream progresses, I find them getting closer. I try to put a stop to it, but I cannot. They continue through the dream to get closer. Everytime I am looking for her (which seems to be all the dream is about), I find her with my friend. Finally, I start to get enraged. I through things around, fight with him, and her. I punch him, but he doesn't seem to care. I push her hard onto a bed, and immediately feel guilty. You're not supposed to strike a woman. I start to cry. I can't fix this. I feel lost and lonely. Dream fades.

I am on the ground picking up quarters that someone has dropped. There are hundreds of them. People are walking past me looking at me. I feel like I'm doing something bad, but I continue. I find a Silver Dollar, and pick that up. Dream fades..

Conditions:
Fell asleep: 1:00am
2400 mg of Omega 3 Fish Oil before bed
Lots of food before bed

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

26.04.2010

"Help me out here" (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I WILDed by accident this morning. Well, once I noticed I was heading into sleep paralysis I went for it, but it wasn't my original intention! I've heard scary reports of hallucinatory/SP/dreams involving a figure standing over the bed menacingly, but have been pretty lucky so far- having never had it happen to me. Today that changed... yaayy...

I was lying on my back (which is easy-street for lucidity if the conditions are right), with my head leaning to the right. When I felt sleep paralysis come along, my eyes did something funny. My attention was focused directly in front of me, but it felt like my eyes were moving from side to side. I could feel them underneath my eyelids- but couldn't feel the muscles working to move my eyes. Might just have been a hallucination. Anyway, I thought I'd failed my attempt when I "woke up". I had a glance round my room and looked at the painting of a cow which is usually opposite my bed. It had become warped and distorted- a bit like a shape was coming out of the picture. I assumed I was dreaming and slid out of bed. I jumped down all the stairs in one go, saying,
"Nice, fully lucid!" I headed straight out the front door and out onto the street. The street was totally different to what I was expecting. There were tall, thick trees on either side of the road, and a big red London bus was passing by. I ran alongside it, planning to cling to the side and hitch a ride, but it fell over out of the blue. It wasn't a massive crash or anything, it just went over onto its side. I was puzzled, and put it back on its wheels just by thinking it. I seemed to have very good direct control here. That could have been the reason why I got a reset-style false awakening.

I turned my head, thinking I'd woken up. Then I glanced up in the direction of the painting. In front of it was a monster. I can't remember whether it even had a body, I was so focused on the head. The head was green and black, made up of the green of the grass and black of the cow from the painting. The colours were mashed together to create a hideous visage and evil expression- and it was glaring right at me. For a second I just froze with fear. It was so incredibly real. It was like it was actually in my room. I shut my eyes and had another FA.


This really doesn't do it justice at all. Add several degrees of scariness and a bit of masculinity to this one.

There it was again. My heart started thumping as soon as I realised it was still there. I tried my absolute hardest to get out of bed, but it was like all my muscles only half worked. My back barely did at all- making it very hard to sit up. I had an idea. I raised my arm to the monster and said,
"Wanna help me out here mate?" Its head moved slightly, seemingly considering my request. Then it took my hand. Its arms looked like they were made of a pale white plastic, but its hand felt human, if a bit clammy. It pulled me out of the bed and I tried to stand. Unsuccessfully. I fell onto the floor. Looking up, I saw my girlfriend had mysteriously appeared. I was about to have semi-paralysed sex with her but I had yet another false awakening.

By now I was getting used to the monster's face, so I looked round ready for it. He had a new trick up his sleeve this time though. The face of a snarling dog now accompanied him, and they were both a lot closer than before. Scared as I was, I asked him for help once more, and he obliged. For some reason, he started to remind me of my friend Hugh. This time I could stand a bit better, which improved even more when I took a few steps whilst rubbing my hands. I looked around my room, which had grown to about three times its normal size. My friend Mark was brushing the floor. I had the idea to try the advanced task of the month- "stand on your head"- literally with your head under your foot.
"All right Mark," I said. "Decapitate me."
"Uh... how?" he asked.
"Ehh... use the brush maybe? Or smash that clock in half and use it as a blade." I pointed at a big glass clock on my wall which I binned in real life years ago. I tried to walk over to Mark, but kept getting pulled back towards my bed by an invisible force. It was really frustrating, and through fighting it too hard, I woke up.

19.04.2010

Bad Zombies (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've always been of the opinion that any dream about zombies is awesome, but this one was scary! This occurred in the middle of the night, which is quite rare as my DILDs go, so my memory of it is terrible. I can basically just remember that it happened.

I was flying on a hanglider through a city. I weaved through skyscrapers, trying to stay in the air at all costs. Why? Because every square inch of the ground below was covered in bloodthirsty mutant zombies. It was a terrible, gory sight. Some zombies had grown into grotesque, tentacled abomnations, and they were all piled on top of each other in the street, there were so many of them. I was descending, much to my dismay, towards the horde. So I set my sights on a mid-sized skyscraper that I reckoned I could still make it onto the roof of. It was just ten or so metres beyond the reach of the monsters below. I landed and let go of the hanglider, which floated over the opposite edge. Now I was trapped, and becoming fearful. Out of nowhere, I reassured myself.
"Don't worry, it's just a dream," I thought. It was a revelation, to say the least, but I still felt like I was in a horror movie. I knew I shouldn't be scared, but I was surrounded by such an overwhelming mass of monsters that I still felt kind of powerless. I couldn't drown out their roaring. "But this isn't even real!" I said, out loud this time. I looked at my hands, two extra fingers. Rather than stay within the bounds of the dream plot, I tried to initiate a complete change of direction. Trying not to think about the beasts below, I turned and walked across the roof of the building. There was a door leading downstairs. I assumed if I opened it, I would be in a mundane but comparitively harmless office. I strode confidently over and turned the handle. No sooner had the door opened a crack, several thick slimy tentacles burst out. The zombies roared louder.
"Fuck this," I said, scowling. I woke myself up.

This is actually a dream i had a few weeks ago, but decided to write it down becuase i found this dream transcription hiding in a random folder on my computer. I was in my kia, and got in some kind of accident. I was putting the car in reverse and the gear wasn’t catching and then all of a sudden the car slid over, sideways, really fast and hit another car. The people got out of the car and there were two girls in the back. One was acting mentally retarded, presumably from the accident. She didn’t look physically hurt, she was just making stupid faces and acting strange, and i felt terrible because i felt responsible. The parents were freakin out. They wanted me to call the ambulance. For some reason I didn’t do it, because I was afraid I would get in trouble I guess. That’s how I felt the whole dream, like I was trying to get out of trouble, and also a deep feeling of shame. Then later, I’m at a semi formal party, with jesse h, we had been going there and the girls and her mom were there and they were looking at us the whole time. Occasionally they talked to other people, I suspected they were telling them how I messed up their daughter. Then all of a sudden this guy comes out of nowhere, running quckly towards me, then jumps in midair and punches me in the face. It was extremely painful. He beat me mercilessly. I tried to get away. Put up a pathetic fight. I vomited in the dream and he continued to beat me. FInally at the worst of the beating, he's standing over me, kicking me and cursing at me for fucking up his daughter. My upper jawline came out of place and my teeth were sticking out strangely. Everyone was staring. I felt humiliated and ashamed. I could feel the punches. I actually felt nauseous. Then abruptly he left and took his family with him. I pulled myself together, but was embarrassed. Other people came to talk to me. Told me that it was wrong of me to not have called the ambulance and to have hit their car. I asked one person to testify for me in court. His first name was argo. Assumed he was Italian. He said that he felt uncomfortable testifying in court because the guy who hit me was actually his friend and apparently a really good guy, even though he personally thought that the guy who beat me was overreacting.
= END OF DREAM;

I woke up. Next morning I went into the kitchen and saw a bunch of canned foods on the counter. There was a can of green beans on the counter and the brand name was “ARGO” in big bold letters. I do not recall ever having paid attention to the cans and can't recall having heard of the brand name. however, i immediately recognized the name from when i was in my dream and then felt compelled to write it down before i forgot.