nightmare

I remember something about being in a war maybe? and in a dream before that i was on a boat, and i was another person, i was a woman (i am a man) i was one of my moms friends and i killed one of my ex boyfriends for hurting my daughter. and i was trying to escape. sorry for the lack of detail.. i should have wrote this a little earlier when my memory was more clear

3/22/13

3. I am back at the Lake. I am in a car. My dad is bashing my head against the dashboard. I scream, but he doesn't stop. I run and hide from him, but my blood trail gives it away. I tell my friend to call the police, but she just helps me run through the woods. My dad is chasing me. I stop and see that my mom is dead, but I spit on her body. The DC friend is crying. We run until we get out, and we go to school the next day in the dream. We have to go on a field trip to the Lake, but we see the car with the door open where my dad disappeared. No one else notices. We get to the Lake. It has split off into a waterfall. If I was lucid, I would have known that the Marsh was near there. There is a machine that brings wooden slits across water in a diagonal grid. When they reach the end, the slits open up into body-sized squares. We have to jump into it to go down. I am a little nervous, but I go down. The chaperone tells me to meet the other DC in the water tube. I am confused, but then I realize that I have scuba gear on. I talk to the kid. He begins to respond, but we unexpectedly fall out of the water tube and onto a floor. We are separated from the rest. I see white halls, and realize that it is in a hospital. It looks abandoned. There is a wheel chair and a lot of trash scattered across the floor. We cannot get back up to the lake. I tell the DC that when I used to visit the Lake, it was haunted. He becomes scared, and I see a dead raven.

2006-2007

It is a normal day in the world of my dreams. I am reliving my day through day residue, and everything seems as a normal dream would be. I bounce a ball with a DC friend. I stop because I smell smoke. We go inside his house and see his mother dead on the kitchen floor. A chicken baster is impaling her eye. The oven is on fire, and the lights go out. We run over to my house in fear. We look out the window to the DC's house, and it is completely ablaze. We run to the other kids on the block, and discover that every one of their parents were murdered. Each house is flaming, and the it is night. The fire slowly calms until the houses are mostly blackened skeletons of their construct. We run through the decay, but one of the herd of kids falls dead. Another is burned alive. We suspect it is the murderer who killed our parents and is now after us. One bashes his head open on the frame of a burnt doorway. The other falls down a stairwell and bleeds from his cuts. There are now only five. Instead of running from house to house, we run into the Lake's forest. We trek through the trees, but one more dies when he falls behind. We decide that we need to split-up in order to preserve our lives in numbers. I say that that is a terrible idea, and that that is what the murderer wants. However we do it anyways. We are supposed to meet back up at the highway. I run through the forest as fast as I can for an hour. It is almost sunrise. I go to the highway, but no one is there. I begin to become worried, and I go back to the clearing. No one is there, and I see blood thrown across the grass. The trees rustle, and I stumble around the circle in wonder. Where are they? An old crone woman appears from the forest. She appears calm and says, "My name is Grimilia. Can you help me?" I move closer towards her. Before I realize what is happening, she pulls out a bloodied knife. I immediately become lucid. The scenario, the antics of the killer, all point to my dream themes. I am still scared. I attempt to use dream control, but it is too late. She sinks the knife into me. Even though it is a dream, I still feel the pain as sharp as ever. I awaken.

I was in some house and had picked up a cute kitten, but it spit up all over me.

[Gap]

I'm going into a bathroom to shower it off of me. It got all over my clothes. But mom wants to take a shower too.

It's a big shower with brown tiles. But I'm alone then, and getting really frustrated as I look for the shampoo but can't find it. I get out of the shower (my hair is soaked) and start going through a bunch of stuff on the sink. I find two short, slim bottles of what is apparently shampoo and conditioner.

Just as I find a bottle of Pert, though I'm unsure if it's the same kind I use, some people come in, completely ignoring me as one of them throws a couple of mattresses right in the space where the shower is.

Note: I remember being half-awake and kicking my legs out in my frustration!

2006-2007

1. I go to the pond by my house and realize that there are seven mystical locations in the forest near it. The next day, my friends and I search the woods but cannot find the locations.

2. I return to the Lake. I am older when I have this dream. I notice it, and become lucid. Unlike the swaying trees and sweet water of the Lake of my childhood, it is broken and gloomy, causing me to fear a broken psyche. I tell the DC next to me to stay away from the Lake. I try to run away into a new dream scene because I know something bad will happen if I stay dreaming here. I run to a house. While I am in it, the lights go out. I maintain lucidity, but I am overwhelmed with terror. An entity creeps in the shadows. I run out of the house, and as I do, a hand touches my ankle. I go back to the lake, but the DC isn't there. I become worried. I do not want to awaken, so I simply go into the forest. All of the trees are dead. I call for the missing DC. I become frightened and run out. I stumble over the twigs that dig into my shins. I find another DC. He appears delusional. It is night, but the DC wants to go swimming in the pond. For some reason, I feel more terrified than before of the water. I scream at him, but he twists a grin and drags me into the lake. The water becomes murky and I see blood and an unnatural smile as I wake up.

2004-2005

1. I have been sleeping in my bed. I am five years old. I have a strange dream that a faceless creature is living underneath my bed, banging on the bed frame to get out. This nightmare continues so drastically that I have trouble distinguishing dream from reality. I frequently check underneath my bed for the thing.

2. I have a nightmare that the thing breaks out and strangles me, and then marches through the city. I spray monster repellent at it. Not understanding that it is a dream, I check underneath my bed to assure that it wasn't there anymore. I expect to have a good night sleep, but I do not. The incubus gets me each night.

3. I dream I am touring the preschool I am going to. My mom chats with the teacher while I go to play with the blocks, but I see it crouching behind a chair, shrouded in darkness. The next day I go to my real preschool in fear.

Stiles Stilinski and I are walking fast out of an apartment complex. He's holding my hand and we hurry to the parking lot. We walk up to a light blue, 50's-looking car. The doors are open and it looks like it was broken into. Stiles tells me to get in and I do. He starts the car and we speed away. We end up in my old house on Almond Drive, but the inside is my Uncle's house. My dad is there. I walk up to him and punch him really hard in the face. I then leave the house and start running down the street. Someone, a man, is chasing me. I can't see his face and he's right behind me. I finally stop and fall to the ground in front of a group of people. I recognize some of them. I turn around and the man is right in my face. I close my eyes. When I open them again a few seconds later, Stiles and I are in the Almond Drive house kitchen, staring at a fish tank. We are watching a beautiful white cat with blue eyes. He's swimming and looking at us. I know that the cat is still too young. But as soon as he is old enough, I will take him from the tank and keep him. Stiles agrees. And then we are back at the apartment complex. We are leaving in a hurry again. Stiles is holding my hand tighter and we are walking faster. I look behind me and there is a woman staring at us from a balcony. It makes me horribly uneasy. Stiles notices her too and hurriedly pulls me into the same old car. We speed away.

I was laying face down on a beach. I realized that someone was standing over me, I turned around and it was PW. She was smiling at me, and she was really pretty. She had her hair up in a ponytail, with small black hoop earrings, and a black & white stripe t-shirt.

I was at a club and I told his girl that I've never done something before. She asked me if I'll like to now and I told her yes. She dragged me out of the place to another section of the building. It was an open space, with a stage with two sets of chair on each side. There was already an audience in front of us. Two people came up to us and we switched partners. I ended up with the guy and she with the girl. I got really nervous and sweaty, with my heart beating fast. --- I was at the third level of the building. I walked downstairs to the second and it was dark, and the first level was just as dark too. There were no lights, except for the moon shine coming through the windows. I spot the main entrance but I remembered coming through a side door. I found the side door and opened it. It leads outside but I wasn't on ground floor. I walked on a railing attached to the wall. I got to the other side, with a glass door to another building. There was a table with a vase of flower behind the door. I manged to get inside cause the door opens toward me. I don't remember climbing over or under the table. This building is just as dark as the other. I appeared on second floor, and found a gleam of golden light while looking around. I then remembered that AA and I got a room in this hotel/mansioni. I felt so relieved while walking toward it. I went inside the room to find AA sleeping in bed. I thought to take a shower before sleeping, but I was really crept out, and saw sleeping as the safest thing to do. AA suddenly sat up with open eyes but fell back down right away. I then remembered the hotel's haunted. fml. I heard a sound at the end table. I looked toward it and found a tiny golden frame square with a picture inside it. The picture was in the style of a tarot card. I got a bad feeling and picked it up. I was feeling the square when a set of card came out. The blank side (with a logo) was facing up. I laid the cards out one by one on the bed, a total of around 10 cards. I flipped them over one by one but I got up for some reason before I was finished. When I turned back around to sit down, the cards were back on their blank side.

After a routine awakening I tried to go back to sleep. After a few minutes, without warning, a bat flew across my head and screeched. I noticed that I was now completely paralyzed. As my vision faded to black, I thought that I was dying. Instead, I woke up with my head under my sheets.

#1 - Don't recall the dream much, but recall thinking, "If I were lucid, this would be more vivid." d'oh! That's close, though... my near-lucids usually indicate I'll have a dream-induced lucid dream within the next night.

#2 - I dream I work in a store. We are selling $20,000.00 coffee cups, and a whole row of them got broken (not my fault). I get into an argument with my boss, who treats all people with disabilities as if they are stupid, which infuriates me. I call my friend M__ and complain about it because I know she'll understand.

#3 - I am going up a river bank with a bunch of other people. I don't recall why, I think it was a picnic or social gathering or something. It's getting close to dusk.

I suddenly hear gunfire and see the muzzle flash of automatic weapons. Naturally, everybody panics. We weren't doing anything violent and obviously didn't expect to be shot at. There's nowhere to run - we can go backwards, away from the river, for some reason (I don't remember why).

Now we are being shelled as we scramble along the river bank. There's smoke everywhere and everybody is panicking. Up ahead, through the smoke, I see a bunch of soldiers. From their uniforms, they're friendly toward us. They're returning fire across the river and indicating for us to move toward them so they can get between us and our attackers, but there's a whole stretch of bank to cross and it's under fire. In addition, the bank is very crowded and it's difficult to get everybody to move in a specific direction instead of running in random directions and flipping out.

#4 - I am renting a room in an apartment. The room is very small and I'm putting my furniture together and thinking about how to arrange it. My friend Z__ wants to meet up since he heard I moved back to town. I am thinking about how much money I need to make before I can rent my own apartment. I'm putting trash in a trash basket, but it's made of plastic mesh and all of the trash keeps falling through the spaces in it.

I may be zeroing in on an approach to WILD that works for me. I had my second successful WILD due to this approach. It uses a combination of a few established techniques that work synergistically to maximize chances of success:

1) DEILD: before falling asleep at night, repeat mantra to wake up and not move, while visualizing the same.
2) WBTB: Wake up after 6 hrs of sleep to use the restroom and have a drink.
3) Anchor: Rapid cycles timed to the breath keep me awake.
4) FFA: Forced falling asleep to sink deeper towards sleep

Last night I went to bed earlier than usual and as a result I woke up several times throughout the night. Every time I woke up I would perform a reality check and once I was certain it wasn't a false-awakening I would lie on my back and start cycles. The cycles are the same as the SSILD cycles (vision, then hearing, then physical body sensations) but each sense is only focused on for the duration of one breath. This gets you into a rhythm which eventually becomes automatic. At this point I would normally fall asleep since the automatic nature of the action would make me lose interest, until I discovered the adjustment outlined below:

1) Start cycles with strong intent and focused attention. Every few cycles throw in FFA for two or three breaths, just to create a faster but controlled descent towards sleep.
2) After a little while the cycles become easy to do and feel largely automatic.
3) At this point switch your attention from the cycles to observing yourself doing the cycles. You are passively watching yourself doing the cycles and watching for the moment when your mind wanders. This is a subtle transition, if you don't understand this subtle difference in mental action this might not be for you.
4) As you continue to do cycles you will feel your mind grow muddier and more confused, as you flirt with unconsciousness. This is a delicate balance. The only way to proceed here is to learn from failure. You need to get familiar with the very specific sensation of losing consciousness but retaining a tiny thread of awareness.

Getting back to last night, I noticed that as my mind drifted away visuals started to appear. If I "noticed" these visuals they would disappear again, because paying attention to them caused my mind to "wake up" slightly, setting back the process. When that happened I would just calmly resume drifting deeper, each time getting slightly deeper. Eventually I had a complete lapse in consciousness and when I came to I was walking down a green-carpeted hallway in an old apartment building. I immediately knew I was dreaming and started crawling around, feeling the floor and staring at the details to deepen the dream.

It turned into a nightmare after that, but because I was lucid I just observed the disturbing events without losing self-control or getting scared. It was unpleasant but definitely exciting and I do not regret having the experience.


I will continue to work with this method and if successful I will create a thread in the forum. I think my approach has some details that are missing from the other techniques posted there.

Me, my mom, my grandma, my sister, and my uncle are at what looks like a park, but the atmosphere is smoggy. We're standing under those metal covers things over the tables where people can eat. I notice my mom and grandma start freaking out. I look out to see what it is that's is frightening them. In the sky is what at first I think is maybe a firework, but my mom and grandma says it's a missile. And it is. It's a long white missile, but in the sky it is too close, and it is cracked and red and orange light and fire is comeing out if it, it must've messed up and went of in the air. The smoke from it is already trailing at us. The missile is slowly going around us, and I feel it will soon fall and crash directly where we are and as I think that it changes course and slowly starts falling in our direction. We contemplate if the metal structure is enough safety, it surely isn't so I motion to the group of buildings behind us. We start to run, and the children I pass I warn them and they panic too and also run towards the buildings. When we get into the building I only see my grandma and uncle with me, I panic and ask grandma where is my mom and sister, she says that they decided it would be better to go home, I start freaking, for some reason I think our house isn't safe from the missile & we shouldn't have split up. Two girls interrupt and point us to the right where the walls are cement and it leads to an underground parking garage. That seems pretty safe to us so we follow them. When we enter I notice these two bulletproof glass sound booths, me my uncle and grandma run into one and lock the door. We feel pretty safe, but I'm wigging out about my sister and mom. My uncle starts digging through this emergency kit that was in the booth, he pulls out this blueish gray object, he's tells me to calm down with a weird smile on his face, then I realize what the thing in his hand if for, its a spring loaded shot that forces someone to calm down against there will. I tell him not to do it, but he just says I need to calm down then he chases me around the booth and shoots the thing into me on my right shoulder, then I instantly fall to the ground on my stomach and my body feels heavy and paralyzed, and all I can do is cry like a three year old, so I do, almost like I have to. My grandma just sat there and didn't pay attention to the while thing. It lasts for awhile, when It wears off I get up slowly, and admittedly now calm. Then my grandma gets an urgent phone call from my mom, she put it on speaker so we can hear. My mom say something like "Please, I need help, let manneul in". We sit there confused for a bit, at first I thought they were hurt from the missile, but I put together that my dad got to them and is holding them hostage and forced her to say that on the phone so he could get me also & kill my family. I wonder if he hurt my mom and sister. I hear whistling coming from outside, I tell my uncle & grandma to wait behind while I check, I ran back to the door that leads outside, and when I look out I see my dad wearing the blackest clothes I'd ever seen with a hood, when I see him I split and run back, I shut a door that leads to the car garage so he wont be able to know where we are, but the door keeps bouncing open and closed because I touched it but there's no time so I run to the booth to warn my grandma, I can still here the door bouncing and leading him to us. I get into the booth and lock it. Then my dad walks in and comes up to the glass, I can't believe it but my uncle unlocks the door & runs and leaves me and my grandma and now my dad gets in the booth.Then I woke up

I'm walking towards my bedroom door, I open it and turn the corner towards the kitchen/living room. I see my dad, He didn't hear or spot me, yet. I quietly sneak back into my room, turn off the light & lock my door. I lay in my bed & grab m y phone, I try to contact my mom with it but it isn't working. I feel anxious & need to contact her because I feel he'll come to my door any second now. Suddenly I see a blueish cell phone light beaming from under my door. I instantly know it's him, he's on the floor staring at me so silently & it's horrifying. I realize he can probably see my cell phones light shining on my face so I quickly pull it under the covers with me to kill the light. It seems as though he is staring at me for an eternity. I pretend to be asleep and then he tries to calls my phone but I quickly turn it off. Then he becomes furious, and starts thrashing on my door. He was actually succeeding in almost getting my door open somehow, so I jump up out of my bed & cover the bottom of my door with my shoes & some of my dumbbells. I think he might try to steal my dumbbells so I move them at an angle to where I'm confident he can't take them. Then he tries to get in again so I get on the floor & lean my back against the door & put my feet against my dresser so he can't push me forward with the door, but I worry he might be able to push both me & the dresser forward. I notice that out of nowhere an old nokia brick cell phone appears next to me on the floor & starts ringing. I look, & it's my mom. I answer & then quickly hang up so my dad can't hear, but I know that now I have her number. I quickly text her, I realize looking into the phone screen that it's like a clear sphere, like trying to text on a screen on a clear green light glowing marble & this makes it difficult. I text her something along the lines of "Help me, lord farqwad snuck into the house and is trying to get me!". At this action he seems to dissipate whilst making angry defeated noises.

I was "taking a stroll" in the End (Minecraft) so then all of a sudden, an Enderman stopped and was staring at me.. I just ignored it and continued walking, so all of a sudden, I turn around and he runs towards me AND EATS ME!! D:

Notes
Semi-lucid/gaining lucidity
Lucid

I recall several dreams from last night.

#1 - I had a dream, but don't remember what it was. I wake up.

I attempt WILD but cannot tolerate lying on my back; roll over on my side, and fall asleep. While I fall asleep, I still focus on my intent to go lucid: "The next thing I experience is a dream; I am aware; I am in complete control."

#2 - I am in a small taco restaurant. It's a hole-in-the-wall restaurant; the walls are avocado green, and the paint is chipping. There is some sort of unnamed danger or dangerous situation. I am looking for M__ , but I can't find him, and I'm getting nervous and anxious. I am calling out, "M__? M__? Where are you?"

I have been dreaming for roughly 30 in-dream seconds when something filters into my brain. "I need to be aware. I need to be aware. I need to be lucid," I think. As this happens, my awareness increases. I begin to realize on a basic, non-lucid level that I am dreaming. That awareness increases and leads to a further desire to become lucid, until the dream scene loses its fogginess and I am fully lucid.

I know that I am dreaming. The anxiety of the dream that led to my lucidity has not faded, however - I'm still anxious and scared, even though I know that this is a dream and I am theoretically fully in control of the environment. I don't like the taco place at all and, although I know that I should explore my current environment to reinforce my lucidity, I am anxious to get out of there.

I remember Advanced Lucid Task I, which is "Find a treasure map and follow it to treasure". I decide that it is far better to pursue that than hang out in the creepy taco place. I attempt to do a scene change by closing and covering my eyes and focusing on an outdoor scene, but fail. When I open my dream eyes, I also open my real eyes.


I wake up. I immediately do a reality check; nope, I'm actually awake. I attempt to WILD but I feel overheated and I can't get comfortable, I'm way too hot. I get up and turn down the thermostat. I lie back down.

#3 - I am riding a bus alongside a canal. The road is actually level with the water, and the concrete sides of the canal rise above us. I'm riding it with a friend but I don't remember who. It's a coach bus, rather than a city bus. It connects with a ferry and a cruise line called "Olympia". I can only get to where I want to go to on the cruise line, but I'm worried that I don't have enough money. Right now, the emotional tone of the dream is fairly neutral.

The bus reaches its destination, and we get off the bus. I read a sign that indicates where the ship we're looking for docks. It docks in a ruined old building; upon inspecting a city map (note: appearance of a map possibly has something to do with my earlier focus on a treasure map) and based on my knowledge of the area, I realize that it is an old orphanage that was destroyed by a fire.

I take several photos of the orphanage with my camera. When I look at them again while I am showing them to my companion, there are ghosts in them; I am immediately extremely afraid, and the tone of the dream changes to one of great anxiety and fear.

I wake up. I'm not as hot any more, and much more comfortable.

#4 - I have a small blond boy with me. He needs to go to the bathroom. There is a van that is supposed to be a bathroom. The child climbs inside and begins to enthusiastically pee everywhere, like a fire hose. The whole thing is presented with the buzz and excitement of a 90s television commercial that is aimed at kids. The kid finishes peeing and climbs out of the van... he is soaked in urine. The woman who is in charge of him (I have switched to 3rd person) complains that he smells awfully ripe, and doesn't want to put him in their car; the man he was with doesn't seem to think it's a big deal.

#5 - I am running a chatroom. An idiot comes into my room and is being very annoying. I ban him from the room, but am unable to block his messages. He is spamming me with messages, and it's becoming increasingly irritating. I look for a support button for the website I'm running the room for, so I can ask how to ban him from sending me messages.

The dream shifts. I am now recording clips of myself pushing and riding a medical cart up and down a beach, so that I can edit it into one video and put it up on the website.

#6 - I am an old man. I am dressed in a rough gray scarf, a worn gray suit, and a brown jacket. My skin is old and dry and wrinkled by age. I am now not the old man, I am watching the old man. He is walking down a city street. It is more like an urban slum, like the areas of large cities that are forgotten and neglected.

He -- I mean, I, now -- watches a train go by. He/I meets up with a companion, a bigger guy with a shaved head. We want to go into a building, which is an orphanage, but the building is right along the train tracks and you have to walk across the tracks to reach the door. We have to time things carefully; the woman in the building opens the door, we wait for the first train to pass, and then leap before the next comes. The woman is wearing a plum-colored, old-fashioned traditional British maid's outfit, with frills along the apron. She has brown hair and looks like she is in her late teens or early 20s.

We go through the door. The orphanage is now a restaurant. There are corrugated metal stairs leading upstairs, where the food is served. We are on kind of a foyer. The restaurant has 3 floors, we are on the middle. The door behind us has turned into one of those metal gates that shopkeepers raise and lower to open or close their stores at night. We are level with the street; the street is now paved with bricks, and the train track is gone. Each of the levels of the restaurant is level with the street. I feel the floor moving beneath me; the restaurant is actually a truck.

I wake up. Attempt WILD, fail. My heater is distracting me. I think I will have to turn it off at night.

#7 - I fall asleep. I am in a small town in an area with a temperate climate, although I can't say specifically where. It is summer. There are several wooden buildings, many of them shops. I am now playing a video game. I go into a shop and meet a character and befriend him. He is a large bald man who looks like a biker. I go into another shop, a leather-working shop, and there is a cutscene. A man comes in with a gun and threatens to shoot the shopkeeper. The biker I befriended shows up with perfect timing, and disarms him. I understand that if I had not befriended the first character, the cutscene would have ended more tragically. I exit the shop.

Ninjas bound through the trees on the outskirts of town. I realize that I am in no shape to combat ninjas without armor. I re-enter the leatherworker's shop and ask about armor. He tells me to give him a pattern for what I want, within an inch of my measurements, and he will produce it for me. I have an idea of what I want, but I need to find a photo and draw a pattern. I go back outside.

The ninjas are dancing around in the trees. There is a female ninja with long hair and a long, pale blue scarf. She is wearing some kind of dark purple 70s pantsuit/leotard. She slices off the ear of another female ninja with short, blonde hair. She springs off of tree branches, and it looks like ballet. I think to myself (semi-lucidly) that that is ridiculous and could never happen in real life because those branches would not support her weight and nobody can jump like that.


I wake up.