non-lucid

I had a friend stay over last night so I wasn't really expecting to have anything interesting to journal today. However once I was alone I decided to lay down and give try to fall back asleep.

I put on a movie and lay in bed and slowly I started to drift off.

What happened then was a complete surprise. My bod started to slowly tingle. I don't remember if it ever began to vibrate.

I started to feel myself turning in my bed to weird angles and positions. It felt completely "normal" at first but then I decided to try "waking myself up" and seeing what happened. To my surprise I woke myself up and realized I had been in a very light sleep and dreaming of myself turning.

I fell back asleep and began turning and shifting positions until I basically melted off the bed and onto the floor. I remember thinking how it should have hurt hitting the floor and that the angle I was positioned in was awkward and too tight a space. I should not have been able to fit in there and it should have hurt badly.

I realized I was dreaming and struggled to stay asleep but was successful. I remember my eyes were closed and was afraid if I opened them I would wake myself up.

I slightly opened them to find myself up against the wall near a window in my room looking down on my bed. I was still asleep. I tried to see if I could see myself sleeping but remember it was very blurry.

I floated up the wall and plunged up into the ceiling and into the second floor of my house. I remember it was "blank" and I defined the area of what it should look like as I walked around.

Looking at the color of the paint on the walls told me that I was in the past because the color is different now. So I focused on the paint colors and the walls changed to various different colors until they settled on what I recalled the colors should currently be.

I noticed that the second floor had no people and no furniture. It was empty. In real life there are people living there and it is fully furnished.

I walked around the apt. for a while and don't recall exactly what happened next.

I remember waking up and falling back asleep several times but I was fully confident that I would return to my lucid state.

Next thing I can remember I was floating outside of my house however it was the house I grew up in during childhood. There were no people, just houses.

It felt so intense. I felt so connected to everything. I remember seeing a person at that time and I said two things to him.

1. "I realize that I will never be any more than I already am"
2. - I can't recall the exact words but it had something to do with me being connected to everything. I think the idea was that I was already more than just one person.

I rose up in the air floating / flying and laughed as I realized I had full control over the world around me. The feeling was so intense that I remember fearing I would become crazy and possibly lost in this world. (I think this realization and validation through a person in my dream state shot me into a level four dream)

I don't recall if I actually woke myself up to make sure that I could or not. I may have but it was only for a moment and I was right back in the same situation flying. If I did or not, something reassured me that I would be ok and I continued my dreaming.

I flew up into the air and decided to fly to the moon. I remember seeing it small and ahead of me and as I approached it grew no bigger. It was the size of a small asteroid. I knew this wasn't correct so I tried to change it's shape to what I knew the moon was supposed to look like. I tried to give it craters and increase it's size.

I don't think I was fully successful. I remember looking around and seeing dot's all over the place, I suppose they were stars.

It reminded me of my "sandbox mode" dreams that I had yesterday. Except things were "real" not made of color. I was trying to create the world around me as I went and was doing a better job of it... but not hitting the mark exactly.

I woke up and ended up falling back asleep into a regular dream. I was in a mall area with my family. I recall trying to buy some things at the register but something rang in at the wrong price. I complained to the cashier and we looked at the prices on the register tape. The prices were ambiguous. We couldn't tell.

The cashier went to get the manager and he came over and refused to do anything about it because he was literally about to go on vacation THAT MOMENT. SO he walked off and left.

I remember being angry and telling him I would be calling to complain to the people who ran the place and I made sure he knew my name.

I went out in the parking lot full of cars and it occurred to me that I could fly. I remember just lifting up and flying around the parking lot. Landing and flying around some more.

I think I was lucid at this point but it faded in and out. The next thing I remember was seeing a huge amusement park in the parking lot. With a crazy big huge gigantically large roller coaster. It was so abnormally large, towering up into the sky, that there was no way I was going to get onto it.

I think my mother told me at that point it was closed and I felt some relief that it wasn't an option.


The lucid portions of my dreams were so intense. I feel like it was "part two - intermediate level" from my dream yesterday. These are a brand new type of lucid dreams. Ones where I am creating the world from my imagination rather than them appearing already fully developed.

I watched some videos last night on the five stages of lucid dreams and I am quite sure this had an influence on my dreams. He talked about touring space and alien planets. It never occurred to me before that I could fly myself up into space.

Based on the level theory he presents I have a vague idea of what may be happening.

Yesterday, I was not sure if what I was experiencing was an OOBE because of how different it was.

But now I believe what may be happening is I am jumping right into "Level Four" lucid dreams and encountering a "blank slate" situation. This would explain why I am entering a dream state that seems empty and why I have to create the environment around me ahead of time.

Waking up and falling back asleep into normal dreams where I attain lucidity by realize I am dreaming, brings me back into a lower level lucid dream where the environment is already established and I am able to move around in it.

Then that lucidity eventually brings me back to a level 4 LD where I flew into space and created the moon and stars myself.

This makes sense because of my conversation with that person. It validated that I was in a LD and it pushed me into the next level. I remember feeling so intense that I may be going crazy. This is similar to "breaking through" where the last time I did it I reached a level four dream state also.

Totally amazing. The entire experience was from approx 10 am to 12 pm noon.

Fragment

The GSE ran out into an area to fight another firm. The area was dark it was like behind a warehouse and a spotlight was shining in the middle.

Long dream with Leo and I playing age. The first game we played he beat me. Apparently this. Was a year long game and I never built an army because we never attacked each other. I got pissed. We played again and he almost immediately beat me. This time we played longer. He tried to rush but he held it off. I got a giant army and destroyed his walls and beat him. We went outside to a super sunny day. So vivid and sunny. We were going to our place and ended up going to mothers. We went the wrong way and backtracked to our mothers. Leis mom met up and was happy we even went outside. There was a house we were selling that ended up being sold by someone else.*

- Setting: great Grandmother’s house, night time

Experience: my girlfriend and I are in the living room watching TV. Chatting. Laughing. I guess somehow we get a little “hot” and begin making out. I pick her up and sit her on the dresser by the door. As we’re making out, we hear my sister and her boyfriend getting it on upstairs. We can hear the bed creaking. My girlfriend and I laugh. I can also hear my great grandmother complaining to her friend in the back room saying, “Those damn kids are at it again!” her friend simply laughs. The creaking noises from upstairs suddenly come to a halt. I assumed they were done. My girlfriend and I continue making out. Our joy ends abruptly when all of a sudden my great grandmother’s friend screams, “burglar!!” knowing what would happen next, I race to the dining room area that leads to the kitchen and my great grandmother’s room.[my girlfriend, sister, her boyfriend, and great grandmother’s friend seemed to have faded from existence by this point.] as I arrive to the dining room, I hear an unfamiliar, sinister laugh, “ha…ha..ha..ha” and at that moment, a shadowy figure dashes forward and stabs my great grandmother in the heart and stomach as she entered the kitchen to see what was going on. Terror sets into my heart and my entire body began to shiver. I knew she was already done for, and now my life has become the top priority. I race toward the front door, the shadowy figure hot on my tail, I reach the door, that was open already, and as I begin to turn the knob, the burglar jumps on my back, as a reflex, I snap my upper body forward with as much forces as possible. This sends the burglar flying through the screen door and falling down the outside door steps and crashing into the ground at the bottom step. As the burglar lies in front of me, trying to catch his balance, I see that he is a white male, my height, my body size, however, his face is blurry, like someone put a censor on it. Without taking too much thought about it, a memory of my great grandmother’s death flashes in my mind and the flames of hatred instantly ignite in my heart. From the top step I lunge into the air and crash my landing right into the man’s ribcage. I start pounding his face with relentless punches and soon he is knocked unconscious. I continue to destroy his blurred face when suddenly a woman’s voice halts me. “Your death…is near...” the voice says, and I snap my attention behind me and see a young woman standing at the top of the stairs of the house. Her face is blurry as well, and like the man she is wearing all black, except for she is wearing a black dress that has a front that is slit perfectly so the stomach is showing all the way up to the bottom part of her breasts. The only thing that threw off this beauty was the fact she was carrying a long, rapier sword in each hand. She slowly starts making her way down to me, as if she were hovering just above each step. As she made her way to me, she raises the sword in her left hand and points it at me. Something about her screamed “death” in my mind. She seemed more sinister and professional than the man. Then it clicked, they had to be assassins, and she had to be his master. Knowing that I was outmatched, I let go of the man and run. I make it halfway to the street when I hear a loud whistling noise…almost as if…my instincts tell me to duck, so I duck and at that exact moment, a sword comes flying over my head, spinning like a Frisbee of death. I stay low because as predicted, the sword comes flying back to the woman’s hand. The man regains consciousness and joins the woman in the assault, with him standing in the front. I realize that running is no longer an option, so I turn toward them, and brace myself for the fight of my life. The man has chained weapon with a spiked metal ball at the end. Both the master and pupil begin hurling their weapons at me, I am able to dodge the all somehow and the moment there was a break, I put a little distance between us. The woman throws her sword again but this time I catch it. Now, with a sword in my hand, I charge forward, and begin my attack. The man hurls his chain at me, but I catch it with my free hand, pull him close and stab him in the heart. Adrenaline fills my body as I turn to the woman, my only urge is to survive. I swing at her stomach but she parries my blade with ease and lashes out at my face. I duck and soon we are locked in a deadly duel…(wake)

Fragment where I was playing Mario Kart 3DS. I wasn't exactly inside of it but my entire field of vision was the game. It looked nice but the controls were really unresponsive and drifting was ridiculously hard, I kept crashing into things.

Setting: my suburban area, grandparent’s house, all houses in neighborhood are extremely close together. Day time
Characters: Older Sister(Tiana), Little brother(Jeremy), Mother

Experience: Tiana, Jeremy, and I are relaxing in my room upstairs. We are all discussing mom’s behavior lately. Not only has she been acting strange, but she seems to be very ill but refuses to lie down. One other thing that my siblings and I noticed about her is that she constantly goes down to the basement throughout the day with a plate of food…almost as if there is something down there she is feeding. Mom enters the room, her face is extremely pale and there are heavy sags under her eyes. She says to us, “Lunch is *cough cough*…ready whenever you guys want it…just come downstairs...” We all look at her in worry. She leaves the room and heads back to the kitchen downstairs. I follow her. I needed to know what was going on, as I head down the stairs, I get a strange feeling that something is watching me. In the kitchen. Mom is standing by the kitchen table, her back is facing me. I ask her, “Mom, are you ok? You’ve been acting strange lately and we’re concerned about your health too.” At that moment, a low growl echoes from the staircase leading to the basement. My heart begins to race, and my mother slowly turns her head around to look at me. However, her eyes are completely black and she says mutters words I cannot understand. I can only stare on in horror as my mom’s body drops dead in front of me. I begin to rush toward her to check her out but the moment she hit the floor, the basement door swings open and my mother’s body is dragged across the floor and down the stairs with tremendous force by an unseen entity. I knew we were in trouble, wasting no time I bound up the stairs and back to the room. “Jeremy, Tiana, climb out the window now!” I yell. Without hesitation I open the window to help my little brother out first. As I’m holding his hand and lowering him out onto another house’s roof top, my room door is blown away and in flies the most terrifying and unexpected figure, my mother…except, it wasn’t really her, whatever entity it was that dragged her into the basement has taken over her body, her skin is gray and muggy and her eyes are as black as death. She raises her hand and points at my sister. My sister screams but it is cut short because her body begins to expand until she explodes from the pressure… “Tiana!!” I yell, but my attention then snaps to my little brother who is hanging from my hand, his body too begins to expand…I close my eyes to avoid seeing another death, but the vision still pops up in my head as he explodes..left with nothing, I dash out of the window, promising myself to mourn their death’s at a better time…as I’m running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop I can hear the entity behind me flying above and swooping down at me, I duck and dodge and search for a safe place to get away but I see none, nowhere to escape…(wake)

A group of five or six kids walk up to a trio of trees. I'm watching from the trees perspective. The kids get angry and bored that is nothing is happening and they leave. Suddenly the trees come to life and attack the kids. One of the trees has a drill hand which he uses to drill through one kid and while he tries to drill another kid who is hiding under a jeep, the car rolls down and bursts open her head. Once all the kids are dead except one who turns out to be the one that lead everyone to their death. The dream skips and I'm looking at a orange orb floating in the air. I think it is the eye of a dark lord.(I watched the second Lord of the Rings not too long ago.) There is a wizard beside me telling me all of this.

I'm watching a commercial and it is talking about a new pet that is a mix of a Cat, Dog, and Ferret. I then look on my floor and there it is looking up at me. I pick it up and I can feel its smooth hair. It is also very bony. I walk upstairs to where my mom is and show her my new pet. She tells me to throw it away. I tell her I was not going to do that as visions of me breaking its neck and throwing it into the trash was visualized. We then get into an argument about whether or not to keep it. I win the argument.

I am in a spanish class trying to learn spanish. I remember being in distress becasuse I was supposed to be learning french and not spanish.

Setting: Cabin house, late in the night, with a small group of soldiers. Out in the wilderness.

Experience: I was in the living room with a small group of army men and women. I go to the bathroom and look out the window and see a guy with an m16 aiming it at the house, that obviously meant one thing, “They’re here!!” I yell at the army soldiers and they draw their guns, turn the lights off and take cover. I do not have a gun so I just take cover, and after what seemed like an eternity, the 5 minute suspense was broken by a storm of bullets that shook the whole house. Every wall of the room was being destroyed by the bullets of the dozens of enemy soldiers outside. The whole group died in that instant and the firing ceased. I did not receive a wound from this attack. As I rose, an army woman, on the ground, bleeding from fatal bullet wounds to the stomach, grabbed me by the pant leg and muttered out with bloody gurgled words, “run! You have to run!” Taking heed of her last, dying words, I take a peek through the shattered windows of the room and watch in horror as dozens of enemy reinforcements drive in with tanks and cars. No time to think, I hear the sound of enemy footsteps breaking down the front door and shattering windows in the other rooms and making their way down the hall toward my location, so I grabbed the nearest hand gun to me and rushed my way out of the back door into the hell that waits outside[wake]

It is night time. I"m at a track in the middle of a forest. My coach from last year is there and he is coahing his team and talking to me.

Spoiler for Wierd Stuff:

This whole dream was some kind of basketball freak dream. It started off with boys playing basketball and then they started doing other things. Just to name a few: kissing, sex, and peeing on eachother. Actually I think that is all that they did.

I remember two dreams from last night plus the emotional ghost of another one. You know when you know you had a dream and when you try and remember it you think "that was a nice dream, but I have no idea WTF it was about", Its that. The first dream I had I was with a friend of mine and we were going to his beach house with a few other people. His mom was driving for some reason. I was in the front seat and we were taking back roads. We constantly had to stop to avoid running over dogs who were all chasing squirrels. When we got there I asked his mom why she had seemed so mad at me. She said she wasn't mad, my pants were inside out and It was aggravating her. I turned my pants right-side out and she was happy. We went inside and I woke up, I was able to catch the awakening in like 2 seconds but I had already shifted my body position so the DEILD didn't work. When I woke up in the morning I remembered a fragment of another dream in which I was at a wrestling tournament. I was talking to someone and I had a small entourage. I was either consoling the person or giving them advice. My dad thought I was still sleeping when I was writing in my dream journal so he banged on the door really loud for an unnecessary amount of time (akin to a military wake up) and it ran the rest of the dream out of my head.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room, I think I was asleep, or supposed to be. I think it was pretty messy. In the room with me was a very old woman, probably in her late 80’s to early 90’s, and she was very sad. She had a small pallet on the floor to sleep on, just a bunch of blankets and such. When I talked to her, she barely had any life in her. She was so old and weary, she just wanted to die. At the same time, I think she was afraid to die. Mostly though, she just wanted to be done on this Earth.

I went somewhere and came back, and she was talked to a younger man; a doctor. She seemed to perk up a little bit as they talked.

When I approached her again after the doctor had left, she seemed much happier; there was more life in her eyes now, and she was smiling. She explained to me what the doctor had told her; it had something to do with her not living much longer, but it was ok that she was still alive now. He had somehow gotten through to her. I was glad to see her happy.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was night. I was riding in a car with a group of people. I sat in the backseat, on the passenger side. We were driving through a neighborhood full of buildings that looked kind of like houses, but were more like apartments. They were thin and tall, with three or four floors. Each floor was like its own apartment.

We drove past blocks and blocks of these houses. We were also driving really fast, passing all the houses at an incredible rate. We went up and down hills. Some of the hills we passed over seemed to have these house-like apartments set into them.

As we passed the side of one of these buildings, a woman, either in my head or in the car, told some weird story about how she'd accidentally dialed 911 on her phone and then left the phone alone. The girl was some kind of hot girl, and she lived with a couple other hot girls.

Apparently all the girls thought they were going to get in trouble. But they also thought the whole thing had been some kind of prank that another girl had played on them.

We now blasted through a neighborhood full of these houses. But as we did, we seemed to lift up onto a ramp. It lifted us over what looked like two or three different levels of these blocks of tall, thin house-apartments.

As we drove along, the levels of housing blocks began to appear more like floors in a gigantic shopping mall. It was like we were driving along a balcony walkway in the mall, one that took us across the center of the open space made by the balconies projecting out from the walls.

I saw all of this as if I were positioned backward in the car. But soon it was like I was in the front of the front seat, looking back beyond the people in the front and back seats. Then it was like the car we'd been in was gone. The people who'd been in the car were probably also gone now.

I could see all the way down to the first floor of the mall. I saw that the mall's floorplan was built with a circle at its center. From this circle, the mall branched off into four separate shopping areas. They must have been corridors full of stores. But all I could see was that the areas each began with one huge store.

The back section, which was, apparently, where we'd come from, was green. The sections to the left and right were blue and yellow -- maybe yellow on my right and blue on my left. I'm not sure. And I don't know what the color of the front section was.

I was now up on some high floor in the mall, probably standing out at the top of the escalators and in front of a map and information sign.

A man or woman stood with me. He or she was tall with grey hair. He or she seemed kind of intelligent, probably liberal.

The person asked me something like would I like him or her to take me around the mall. I said no. I didn't have much time to spend in the mall, anyway, and I already had a plan for how I was going to do it.

I said that I had come from the green area. I knew that each section of the mall was humongous, enough for one day's worth of exploration. I said I was going to head back to the green area and spend a little time there. Then I'd look for the exit and, apparently, find the car I'd driven here in the parking lot.

The person may possibly have said that was fine. The person was now gone.

I turned around and walked toward the front area. I walked into some big, dim room. The room was empty, and it was barely lit with an almost amber-colored light. It was shaped kind of like a wide, shallow seashell. The walls were a dark, polished, black material.

There were quite a few people in the room. But we were all quiet and calm. An Asian woman's voice came on over some speakers. The woman began informing us that everything was about to begin.

Apparently we all, even I, knew what to do. We walked to the edge of the room, where the carpet stepped up toward the wall, forming something like a kneeling area, like for communion at church. We all knelt down.

The woman told us something about breathing in a substance which would cause hallucinations. The hallucinations weren't caused, the woman said, by the chemical. Rather, the chemicals we'd breathe in would trigger the chemical "mercaptan" (???) in our brains. This would create hallucinations.

As we breathed in the substance we would have to think of some famous person we wanted to see. We would hallucinate that person, but the person would also do something like materialize, be real.

We all now put plastic bags over our mouths and, probably, noses. The bags were weaker than grocery bags. But they were all about half-inflated with something. Even when the air inside the bag was breathed in, the bag remained half-inflated. I tried to figure out how it worked. But I couldn't.

I breathed the air in. I could smell a trace of something, which I assumed was the drug. The famous person I wanted to see was the 17th century English poet Abraham Cowley. So I focused on him.

At some point the back wall had disappeared, revealing another room like the room I was in. The room was completely empty.

But I wasn't having any hallucinations about Abraham Cowley. I figured this whole thing probably didn't work after all, anyway. I pulled the bag down from my face.

I know got a bit of a heavy bump from someone on my right side. I looked over -- it was now like I was sitting on a stool at a bar. All the people were sitting at the bar. And the wall seemed to be back.

The person to my right was standing. It was the person who had been standing with me near the information map. I now knew that this person was a man. But he was now done up completely like a woman. The reason he'd left before was so he could get all done up.

He didn't look bad. He was probably in his fifties, and he dressed like a liberal woman in her fifties. He wore jeans and a black, ribbed, turtleneck sweater. He had his short, grey hair done in a feminine fashion. He wore a lot of foundation makeup, which I thought was weird. But he didn't look bad.

Still, I was kind of embarrassed that the guy had come to hang out with me. I wondered if, wherever we went in the mall, the people around us would think I was going out on a date with this guy. I didn't want anybody to think that.

(Shallow...)

The person spoke about something in a relaxed but kind of loud voice. As the person spoke I felt a bit more relaxed. It seemed like if we just spoke about things that didn't have to do with sexuality, I wouldn't have to worry about what people would think of me for walking around with the person.