non-lucid

10.04.2011

Jumping between Planes of Existence (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID ASTRAL

I was in bed about to have sex with my wife. She told me she wanted to have a baby in that moment and get into business. I turned lucid, as we do not want to have kids so I realized it was a dream. I am aware that sex does not destroy my dream/lucidity, so I had sex with her (I will avoid details) My dream was blurry and a little distorted, so I flew for a while until it was stable.

I remembered to attempt to Astral Project. However, I did not put a lot of effort on it, I knew I could blow the lucid dream and wake up, usually, I do not care as I get a lot of lucids, but for some reason, I did not feel like it. I started to fall on my back like in slow motion, I was not focused as much so I failed to project.

I was in a house with some friends. I started to wonder if I was in my Astral Body. I did not feel the energy I feel when I project. I also touched myself and felt that my body was solid. I realized I was in my dream body and I was still dreaming. My friends were playing some cards. I attempted once more to project.

I might had a partial astral separation, but I lost consciousness on the process

I cannot remember if I actually did or I just lost lucidity, but I was with some made up friends talking about football. One lady showed me the photo on a computer of a Colt player (not sure who, I follow soccer, not football and I do not even follow the Colts, but the San Diego Chargers. She pointed at the Colt player and said he was dreaming with her.

I turned lucid again for all the non sense. When I was about to take off, I woke up. It was 8am and time to start the day.

It was a quite night. The air was warm and fresh. I was wandering around the suburbs of a small town. For being so late at night, this place is pretty lively. There are people all hanging around outside. You'd figure they'd be inside. So, now I'm about halfway down a street, when the unexpected happens. A giant creature jumps out. It looks like a Scarab from Halo, only was a lot smaller and red. It smashes through a house. When it lands, it bites someone's head off! Holy fucking shit!!!!! Everyone screams and runs...of course. We eventually escape to a shelter. The shelter seems more like an underground storage place. At least we're same from that red motherfucker. Safe at...oh shiiit! At this time, giant lizards smash their way in and attack. Of fucking son of a bitch! This IS NOT good(herp-a-derp)! But, at this time, luck sparks for me. I become lucid without dream signs! Damn, the timing couldn't have been more perfect. I feel no guilt in doing this, but I fly up through the ceiling to safety...leaving the others to die. But before I can do anymore, I wake up.

The first thing I remember happening in the dream was a battle occurring in a city. Police and military forces fought against a stance beast that looked like a mix between the cloverfield monster and war of the worlds aliens. The beast had on eye and the other eye was cyborg like. The military was airlifting people to clear the city for bombing. I joined the battle instead by an accidental airlift into a fighter helicopter. After trying to fight it, I went to a building (the city was now destroyed and looked like cities in book of Eli), and climbed to the top to see the beast. I stared it in the eyes and it didn't kill me, we just both stared sympathetically for some reason. The beast left me alone. I suddenly left to visit a mining cite near the city. There was a summer camp near a lake close to the mining cite. A train was on the top and I crossed a bridge to reach it. My girlfriend was on the train and I was disappointed to be left behind when the train left. I later took another train back and saw her when I reached a train stop, happy she was alive and not killed by the beast.

This weekend I went to visit a friend in Ohio and last night I had this dream:

I was in my friend's apartment, in Ohio, looking out the window. I saw the person I drove down here standing by her car having a cigarette. I thought this was odd because I didn't think she was a smoker. I went down the stairs and outside to talk to her and she threw away the cigarette quickly and acted nonchalant, like she was afraid of being caught. I went along with it and said nothing.

We went shopping and I remember looking at some watches and admiring them. I didn't have any money so I didn't buy anything. I followed my friend around and watched her shop and she bought many things. When we left the store and returned to the car my friend was telling me all about the great stuff she bought and I remember feeling a little jealous.

When we returned to the apartment she handed me a silver and gold metal wristwatch and asked me if I liked it. It was really big and shiny and I said that I did like it. She then said "Good. Because it's for you."

I was really happy that my friend gave me a nice watch but I do not have any recollection of the rest of the dream.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was really late at night. I was walking out on a sidewalk in front of the building where my old job was. I noticed that there was a karaoke bar similar to the one I regularly go to. I was kind of surprised to see a second bar like this, so I went in to check it out.

There was a small, narrow staircase leading down into the bar. The bar was also small and narrow, very dark. There were a few young, white men sitting at the bar. They looked kind of miserable, a little scraggly and unkempt. The bartenders were all Indian, and they all wore headdresses.

I looked for the karaoke song books. I found a couple laying around. At some point, I looked at a menu and ordered food -- home fries and cucumbers. I didn't really feel like singing. The place was so dark and cheerless. I looked around, but I couldn't seem to find any screens for singing.

I finally saw a television screen. A news program was playing on it. A mass grave had been found somewhere. Some group like the al Qaeda had murdered a bunch of people, possibly Jewish people. They had buried each person in a specific square and then put some sort of statement in the square of soil over each person.

The news report may have said that the statements were Jewish or written in Hebrew or the language of the victim. In this way, it almost seemed like the statement was a statement of solidarity with the victim, as if the people had been part of some kind of voluntary death. This was confusing to me.

I then got a closer look at the grave -- still on the television screen. Some squares of soil were undug, revealing people's bodies, which weren't decayed at all, so that it looked like the people had only recently died. Other squares were still untouched. I saw the writing on the soil. A lot of the writing was actually ancient Egyptian. I couldn't figure out why al Qaeda would use ancient Egyptian.

A young man, apparently of the family of the people running this bar, was sitting behind the bar or at the end of the bar. He was dressed in a modern fashion. His skin was pale, and his tightly curly hair was cut short. He may have had green eyes.

The man turned around and looked past me, into the kitchen, which was bright with fluorescent light (and which may have been the only source of light in the bar). The man spoke to one of the older men, saying something to the effect of, "Well, that's what (whatever race it was) gets. They deserved it."

I felt like, when the man was saying that, he was also saying something about me. I felt like the men didn't like me because I appeared to be of whatever race it was that they didn't like. I figured I'd just get my food and go.

The young man took my money and handed me a small, white bag (paper or plastic or some kind of papery plastic?). There was, I could tell, a very small, clear, plastic box inside of it. I thought I'd ordered a decent amount of food. And I thought I'd paid a good amount for the amount of food I thought I'd ordered.

The young man was already talking more with the older men and making it clear that he was going to ignore me for the rest of the time I was there. I opened the bag to see if I'd actually gotten what I'd ordered. I saw a little bit of home fries and a little bit of cucumbers in the small, plastic box. I figured that was fine, and that I'd take it. I didn't feel like arguing with the men to get more food.

I walked toward the exit. As I passed something that looked like a tiered display for desserts, but which held karaoke books, I thought that I would say something out loud like, "Yeah, I really like this place, but I'll come back at another time. I just wanted to check it out and see if it was good." It was like I thought the men actually cared whether I liked this place and like they actually wanted my business.

I was sitting in my cousins house speaking to a guy called when i phoned my other friends and they invited me to go up to their house, We got ready and my dad told me he had found my drink stash.. (dont know why i was so worried because I'm allowed to drink?) then i got paranoid and went to the hall and pulled off a towel from the table to reveal lots of bottles of wine and beer, some where opened and empty.
We met my friends then we were walking to the park and we decided to pass into a farm to take pictures, we went in and the animals were really weird, they looked like giraffes with two heads, they were all fenced in a small area with a wooden fence with non-barbed wires. When we climbed the fence one of the girls said to the other one "your not beautiful, your only cute because you have a small face" and she kept repeating this to her, she seemed quite upset by this, I butted in and said it was lies. We carried on and took pictures of the animals and I took pictures of my friends standing next to the animals when the farmer came out, who happened to be the dad of my friend, and he asked me if i wanted to work on the farm, I said yes as he offered me £6.10 per hour. My friends went away to the park and said i've to meet them there later. I went inside the house and it was really jakey looking, the wall paper was all ripped and it was the same through-out most the house, I climbed the wooden stairs that kept creaking and there were 3 floors, I got changed and got my equipment and then went out to work.
(cant remember what I done as work)
I realized it was getting late so decided to find the farmer to ask if I can finish my shift and get payed, but he was out for dinner with his wife. I went to the house next door and it was my other friends and she offered me a lift to the park, we got in a bit massive golden hummer and she drove for a bit and I checked my phone and it was 12:00 at night, she then told me that my clock was wrong and i looked again and it was actually 20:20. Then she drove through a fence and into an alleyway, I said this isn't the park and she said sorry and reversed out and drove me to the park. I got there and everyone was there that I knew so I got out and spoke to a few people then the dream ended and I woke up...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! My dreams usually stick to some basics. Everything usually looks "normal", but not how people behave. Last night I definitely had some weird ass dreams.

00.30: Sleep

08.00: Vineyard
I'm with a few other people in a vineyard. We don't belong there and we know it. There are different kinds of grapes in different rows and we all switch rows, but I don't pick anything. I'm busy trying to not get caught by the man with some strange sowing machine walking around randomly. I jump to the next row as he turns his back to me. Suddenly he's on the one next to me. I peek up through the leaves and watch as he passes me without noticing. I jump to the next one and get stuck in some branches, I can't get down to the ground!

08.00: Sex
Monica has just tried having sex with two other girls. She really isn't into that so that's kinda weird. She tells me about it and we decide to have sex. We do it for a very long time in different positions. Although I'm drunk, so I never seem to be getting close to getting off! We end up in the shower. I take some shampoo from a bottle, I think I hear someone whining about it being theirs. I'm still rock hard, but there's barely any satisfaction. Stupid alcohol!

08.00: Fragment
*I'm standing next to a lake, looking for Monica. "Where are you?" I ask out loud and don't expect to get an answer. "Over here!" she yells at me. She's across the lake in a plastic boat. "The boat worked perfectly".

09.30: Helicopter slaughter
I'm walking with a group of people on a dirtroad in the woods. There's sheep fence on the sides and I've got a bad feeling. I'm sure a bear or something similar will rush out of the woods any minute. I look around anxiously while walking. "It's just up ahead" one of the guys say. I can hear a helicopter nearby and I look up. A helicopter appears and starts to descend. We all run towards the open field it's heading for. "How many people can you take?" I ask the pilot. I don't recall what he said, but three of us gets in. The helicopter takes off and all of a sudden, one guy pulls out a gun and shoots the pilot in the head.

The co-pilot who had control of the pedals, freaks out. "What the fuck?!". "Relax, or you'll die too" the guy with the gun tells him and sits down in the main seat. A guy in the back apparently has control of the pedals aswell. He starts messing with them, making the entire helicopter sway and almost crash into the trees. "Cut that out!" I yell at him. "You'll kill us all, just do what he says". With a hijacked helicopter, there's not much that can stop you. The guy flying the thing knows this and flies into town.

I recognise the buildings below, they're the ones my company just finished constructing. He fires away with the helicopter's minigun and wow what destruction. People try to run away but gets gunned down in seconds. The newly constructed buildings gets blasted and the lights go out. I spot a black car with a white escort surrounding it. "There, take that out instead!" I say and the guy takes the bait. The car continues down the road and is going super fast. It gets blasted by the helicopter but doesn't seem to take much damage. It backs up under a suspended road.



We dive to the ground and enter under the road aswell. The car gets annihilated, but a small girl trying to run away aswell. She gets cut in half by the spinning blades. Everything slows down and my vision zoom's in on the girl. Just like in a movie, the scene replays and the entire screen gets red just at the moment of the cut.

The dream skips. I receive an msn message from my friend G. "Help, I'm dying". I realise the building the helicopter shot at, is where G lives. His status on msn says "Away" I try to call him and I hear the "busy" tone. He must be alright then. I decide to just wait for him to call me. I grab my little mp3 player and start to play on it meanwhile. I'm playing pokemon, and I'm at work. They ask me all kinds of questions about it. "How much does it cost?". "A year ago, around 200 kronor" I tell them. I start catching strange pokemons which makes me wonder for a second, but I realise it's because I've just completed the game and new ones can be caught.

11.00: Dogs
I'm playing pokemon. I enter a house and there's a policeman there. "You have to go around and enter from the window". Uhm ok. I exit the building and walk up to the wall. Everything turns into 2d from the side. I start sneaking. I can hear the wooden boards creak under my feet. Two dogs peak their ears. I equip my ninja mask and the creaking stops. I walk some line going up the wall, and the back again, always ascending. I slide the last bit and jump into the window.

It's now first person. I meet up with a guy with grey in his beard. Apparently he's some dog legend. We enter a room. I'm a dog myself now. My dad holds a small barking dog in a leash. "They will destroy the home of pitbulls, larger dogs are going to be forbidden" he tells me. I figure I could squash that little dog with my hands, no paws... "You three weigh as much as all dogs combined lying dead outside, eighteen kg". I calculate for a second. "So, we weigh six kg each? That doesn't seem like much". "What?". We all get out of the house.

A pregnant dog comes walking. It's the most worn out dog I've ever seen. It's pregnant to bursting, looks like it's starving and is pale. Looks almost like a zombie. It collapses on the ground. I figure it's time for it to give birth. My mom's dog, Igor is next to me. "You better stay away from me by this time tomorrow. I'll be very protective by then" he tells me. I pat him on the head. The pregnant dog seems to be giving birth. We walk around it to see. It's only pooping. We have to help it to remove all the poop, and there's alot of it. I use some paper to grab the stinking shit.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: Some alcohol

That's it! Told you it was weird.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

09.04.2011

"OM" Meditation to Astral Project (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking outdoors. It was sunny and warm. I was in a different city where I currently live. It was a city made out of buildings on about 4-5 stories each. The buildings were red, dark read brick colored.

I remember a street that was going uphill. The street had stairs and buildings on each side. There was a big taller building in front of me. I met with a gal who kissed me a few times. I was going to this building for some psychic convention or something. I was excited. On my way I found some made up friends until I made it to the building.

I entered the building. There was large walk-in refrigerators and some showers at the bottom. I knew I was going to spend there several hours, so I took a shower. I decided to eat something. I opened one of this refrigerators, made out of stainless steel. Inside, I found a big chocolate cake, a lava cake and some muffings. I did not feel like eating sweet, but I had no other choice.

After eating, we were going to do some group meditation. It was probably a, "OM"session. We were attempting to Astral Project. I think I was the only one who was actually succeeding. I started to feel my body numb and I felt some vibrations (they were not like real vibrations while I try to AP, but dreamed ones) I was feeling my wedding ring too heavy on my finger and it was disturbing me to AP. I told by telepathy to other psychic to remove my ring. She did slowly, but for some reason I said something I cannot recall and lost focus. The lady said,"I felt very bad while I was holding your wedding ring and you said that."

I ended the meditation session. Now I was in a room where the ceiling, walls and floors were made out of wood. The room was pretty empty and I decided to leave. I walked through this home and I felt someone was looking for me. I decided to check my hands when I saw one of my fingers was broken.

I turned lucid. I flew away breaking up the window as usual. It was partially cloudy and I was in downtown. The buildings were very high and most were black. The dream was pretty stable so I decided what to do.

I recalled the Tasks of the Month, but they were done already so nothing. I also recalled I never missed a task of the month so I was good there. I recalled several Tasks of the Year, but I passed, I did not feel like doing them. I decided to put my thoughts in order and plan a few things I needed to do work related and metaphysically related. (Too bad I forgot to attempt to jump to the Astral Plane from the Dream Plane... oh well) I stood floating without doing anything "dream related" for several minutes. After while, I spotted a huge dog on the top of a building. I flew to the dog and started to pet it. It was a Boxer, but it was huge, about 5 feet tall.

I also spotted another dog in other building, so I flew to it and played with him for a while until I lost lucidity. I saw a giraffe, but it was all gray and it had huge elephant ears. When I approached it, it was more like a rhino. It trampled me and pushed me out to some sort of garbage disposal. A female employee pushed the button of a small door that said, "Not animals" It was a yellow sign with a black cow on it. I started to get sucked by something and flew away to the interior of the building.

I realized I was still dreaming. I found my wife who was afraid of something. We went to the top of the building and told her we were in a dream. I told her she was probably going to forget the dream, but that I wanted to try anyway. My wife was acting like if she had waking limitation and vulnerabilities. I told her we could do whatever we liked as we were dreaming. I proved jumping very high, but she was not convinced. I also explained to her that everything in the dream was also material and touchable. I punched a car and made a hole in the door. I told her that even I could do something I could not on waking, the car had some resistance and did not vanish.

So, I read about ADA, and as i was walking to my gf's house, I was practising it. I really enjoyed the walk so much more than I would usually. It seemed like everything was actually happening instead of my mind being elsewhere. It takes alot of effort however, so it will be quite a chore at first to keep it up. But I enjoyed it so much that I continued doing it the whole night, and when I went to sleep, i was feeling like a lucid dream would definitely happen. However, it was a shit dream.

All I remember was that I was spooning Jen, with my arm tucked around her, as we were facing the door to her bedroom. Someone poked their head in and I pretended to be asleep. The door was open for some reason.

short. random.

I was outside this hut/house type thing with Dani. It was located on a small lake surrounded by lush green grass and bushes. I had my fancy camera with me and as I looked out onto the lake I saw a bunch of turtles sitting on something like a giant floating log or leaf. They were getting closer and closer to shore so I rushed to try to get some good shots of them, but they just sort of disappeared, and in place of them there was this black family, 2 parents and two little kids, swimming towards the shore. Since the turtles were gone I decided to photograph the family instead. I got some nice shots and then went back to the hut. Inside there were some sort of lights, it was like a dark blue space-like environment with neon lights forming shapes and patterns, and I thought it was really cool so I got out my camera again and took tons of pictures. Apparently, it was illegal to take pictures there, and someone had called the police on me. I tried to escape by going out the back door but found myself back in the building for some reason, and the police had arrived. I was stuck in there and there was nothing I could do about it. Then I think I woke up.

Just a fragment of a dream. I found a video camera in my house that I thought must've belonged to the people who lived here before us. On the camera there were videos of S, a former manager of mine. He was just goofing around with the camera and I was laughing at it. T was sort of mad at me for laughing at it, not mad, but he just didn't think it was funny. (In WL we don't particularly like S.) S was like rolling around on the floor laughing and playing with his son and I remember thinking it was adorable.

Blue= Non-Lucid
Red= Lucid
Orange= TOTM
Green= Real life side note

So i'm not really sure where this dream started out and its going to be fragmented.


So i'm not sure if this part was before the next but i remember texting one of my old friends from elementary school and then i told her that her boyfriend looked like Shane Dawson and then i remembered that her boyfriend was different.








So then i remember being at my local hill where you can downhill mountain bike.(beacon hill) Anyways i don't think i was racing or anything but there was an event i think. Anyways there was this ladder at the bottom of the hill.
So to those of you who aren't into downhill mountain biking a ladder is like a wood thing you ride on and usually ends in a drop or a ramp. So i hit the ladder about 2 times successfully but then when i tried to hit it again but i fell off. So when i hit it again with speed i did it right.

I was in some random room with a bunch of classmates. It seemed like it was some sort of banquet or something. There was a table of food at one end of the room. The walls were white and the floors a navy blue carpet. The many tables were covered with white table cloths and the chairs were black metal.

I was trying to avoid something for some reason, but I don't know what it was. All I know is that people kept repeatedly lining up and I would have to hide myself. One particular time JO was there. He had left a navy blue striped shirt on a table, and his head was down, so I grabbed it and sniffed it. Somehow this disguised me.

Eventually I was at the food line up, just about to get to the table. SI then came with a grin and shoved her way in front of me. "Oh no you don't!" I said, poking her playfully. I then swerved around her and took my place in front of her.

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I was at TR again, or had been it seemed. I was with KA and we were apparently going back home from some sort of weekend trip. It was Saturday, and I wondered if we could stay an extra day and go home on Sunday, but no one seemed to be doing that.

The train was like a moving wood cabin. It had nice big windows, and all the walls, ceilings, furniture, and floors were stained wood. I saw RE sitting on one of the benches, and I took a seat beside her and started talking to her. I wondered if she really wanted to talk to me though, considering how reluctant she had been (IRL).

Somehow I ended up looking through a random sketchbook. It was filled with sketches, in color and done digitally, of all my friends, but underwater and as mermaids. There were many of them that I was very happy with.

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I was chatting with AN online. We got into some discussion about walking, and I told him that I walked to the CNT and back from my house, and that walking was easy. SOmehow I got away from the computer. JO then went onto it and saw the chat. AN had said "Can you please just leave me alone?" to which JO responded "Ok I'm very sorry about that ". I was annoyed because I looked so submissive. I wanted to go back and tell him that it wasn't me but he had already logged off.

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I was with CH. She had had problems with her watch and asked me if I knew how to fix it. I ended up struggling to open the battery compartment, but eventually it popped out. Inside there was a flower but it was covered by some black flower made of fabric. I put the watch back together and that was the end of it.

Good morning, everybody.

I'm surprised I had any dream recall. I spent three hours watching one video on YouTube -- a live version of Chiaki Naomi's "Yoru he son gu hito" (? I think). Obviously I don't have a life. But Chiaki Naomi is one of my new favorites.

Dream #1

I went into a laundromat. I was there either to do my laundry or to pick up my laundry, as if it had been done by the workers.

I wandered through a long area of washing machines. The washing machines were greyish green, a very dull color. The space was a little small and tight, and there were a few people around. But the place didn't feel uncomfortable.

I got to a doorway at the back of the laundromat. There was a door that had a split between the top half and bottom half, with a counter-like shelf at the top of the bottom half.

A woman stood at the door-counter. She was kind of short, with dark tan skin and black hair in a cute style, going down to just above her shoulders. She wore a white t-shirt. She may also have worn glasses. I somehow understood that she was Japanese.

We began talking about concerts or something. I reached over the counter and touched the girl's hand. She didn't back away, so I held her hand. But then she started talking about how she had a boyfriend. I pulled my hand back. I wasn't upset.

We started talking about Chicago, where the girl and her boyfriend had lived. Every year there was a psychedelic concert there. The girl had missed last year's concert. But her boyfriend had possibly been able to go. I said that I'd always wished I could go to the concert, because I liked some of those old bands so much.

I may have wondered whether the girl was older than I'd thought. It may suddenly have seemed to me that the concerts had stopped a long time ago, so that the woman would have had to see the concerts a long time ago as well.