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    1. function OnLucidDream () {

      by , 09-18-2010 at 09:51 PM (function OnLucidDream () {)
      Is this my Dream Journal?
      Is it?
      Is this a dream?
      Will this dream journal post be here if I wake up?
      We will see!
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    2. A good night's rest.

      by , 09-17-2010 at 05:55 AM (a teahouse inside my head.)
      So I went to bed at 9 o'clock last night and it was exactly what I needed. I remember a fragment of one a dream and a large amount of another. I also feel so much better. Sadly that was pretty much a one time only thing, I don't even understand how I had so little homework. Tonight I have a ton of studying to do so I will not be going to bed early. I would also like to say that I am keeping a DJ every day, but tomorrow I will not be home at all. I'm going to write my dream down at school in the morning but I cannot post it online until Saturday. Now, on to the main event!

      Dream 1: ???
      I was with my friend Jacob.

      Dream 2: Alone at His House
      I was at my friend Maxx's house, though it looked like a mix between his house and the house from the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, and we were in the kitchen. His mom walked in and she looked nothing like his mom (she was really tall and blonde, his real mom is 4'10 and has black hair). She took a box of something out of a cabinet and then left. A bunch of 17 year old boys showed up and we ended up hanging out with them. Then we weren't (I don't know what happened). All of a sudden I was just alone in Maxx's kitchen. He was gone and his parents were gone too. I just sat on the computer for a while, shopping for bikinis. Then his mom came downstairs (even though she hadn't been home) and started yelling at me for staying up too late (the sun was just setting). For some reason I just slumped in a corner hugging the laptop close to my body.

      Not very interesting but better than no dream at all. I know there was a lot more to the dream because I felt like it was really long when I woke up, I just don't remember the parts in between.
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    3. 9/15/10

      by , 09-17-2010 at 05:21 AM
      No memory of dreams.
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    4. 9/14/10

      by , 09-17-2010 at 05:19 AM
      No memory of dreams. Perhaps came from only getting about 4 hours of sleep.
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    5. I guess I need more sleep...

      by , 09-16-2010 at 03:26 AM (a teahouse inside my head.)
      Again I cannot remember any of my dream, even after laying in bed trying to recall it for 15 minutes. I think it's the fact that I have to go to bed around 11 or 12 because of the amount of homework I have, and I have to wake up at 6:15 to get ready for school in time. I think the not remembering dreams is because I haven't been getting enough sleep. I had a light amount of homework today so I'm going to go to bed around 9 tonight and get a lot more sleep than I normally do. Hopefully this will let me remember at least one good dream. Wish me luck!
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    6. JILD Day 4

      by , 09-15-2010 at 01:15 PM (Ranbow Island - Otis's Dream Journal)
      Quote Originally Posted by Waking Journal:
      Today was good. I had fun at work, and i have the next three days off. I want to dream something very weird.
      The one dream i remember from last night definitely was weird...

      I was in my mother-in-laws back yard. I looked around, and noticed i had a fork in my hand so i started to pull her ChainLink fence apart like spaghetti. I got one section of the fence down before i looked up and saw me standing in front of me. I was then looking down at me with the fork, and the spaghetti fence. I got panicked, and jumped over the fence running into the house next door. I was screaming "Don't touch her or i'll kill you." I busted into one room, and there was a man reading a new paper, then another Me busted into the room next door, and came running out with a ton of hat boxes. The other me said something i don't understand, and then tossed a bouncy ball (like the 25 cent ones you get at the stores) into the room like a grenade. The lady who had been in the room folding cloths looked up, and made this horrified face as the ball started to break all the vases in the room. (there were a lot of vases by the way.) The other me started to apologize, and then the man came in and said the punishment was rape. I grabbed him, and pushed him over before running past him, and grabbing the other me. We jumped out the window into a more populated area, and preceded to pimp it up by collecting ladies we planned to have an orgy with.

      I then woke up...That was indeed a weird dream...

      Notes:
      JILD Day 4 - I think I'm on to something.. o.O
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    7. Lucid Dream #9

      by , 09-15-2010 at 12:36 PM (Warbenifit156's Lucid Dreaming Adventures)
      Lucidity: 7/10
      Vividness: 8/10
      Length: ~20 Min.

      I was in my room and I had a sink in my room? I tried to turn it off, but it didn't work. I tried multiple times but no luck. So I looked at my hand and a brown scar-looking 3 was there. So I knew I was dreaming, I think I tried to change it. But anyways I was in my room thinking of what to do and for some reason I visualized Toph in my head and got up in a 3rd person view. Then I heard my dad. He was talking about something cheap from Mc.Donald's. He went into my room and closed my window. I was down looking at myself hoping I wouldn't wake up. So then I decided that I wanted to go into my dad's room. So I went into the hallway and into the door to my right. I tried to go through the wall and outside but multiple times I hit the wall like normal. So finally I when I went through I put my hands on the ledge and pushed my self off. Then I went into a completely different place.

      So I was high in the air and decided that I wanted to fly around like Spider-Man again. This time it worked great, so I swung around for a while and found a glass window, busted through, and ended up in a building that I couldn't describe and saw some fat guy and decided to fight him. So when I tried to use my webs it didn't work. I punched him and jumped to get away but it didn't work. He had me pinned on the ground.

      Then I was crawling on the floor saying to myself "you half to have more will" over and over again. So I decided that crawling was no fun and got up and walked. So I wanted to go through a door and appear in an Avatar: The Last Airbender like place with a lot of Firebenders to fight. So I went into what looked like my old Metal Shop teachers classroom, only smaller. So I found a door but it had windows on it and when I opened it a midget came out that looked like my teacher. I said "hi" and he walked away. So I closed and opened the door trying to change the scenery inside the room and when I finally did it didn't look like what I thought it would. So I decided that I want to go outside and try Earthbending first. But after walking around for like 30 seconds I decided that I wanted to try sex again.

      So I found the metal shop classroom and found a hot, thin, Asian looking girl with a skirt on and stuck my hand in her vagina. It felt really good, but it felt dry, then I stuck my finger up her ass. Witch also felt good. She asked me what I was doing and I said "just making preparations." Then I was gripping my dick that was very smooth. Then I woke up, I attempted to DEILD but it didn't work because I closed my mouth when I woke. The End.
    8. No dream

      by , 09-15-2010 at 12:23 AM (a teahouse inside my head.)
      I am so mad at school right now. Not only do I have a ton of work and no time for anything fun, but it is ruining my dream recall. Today my alarm went off at 6:15 like every day. I woke up and I didn't even have the slightest image of a dream. I laid there for a second while the radio played, trying to conjure up any image from my dream, no matter how small. I couldn't think of ANYTHING. I got up and turned off my alarm (it's on the other side of my room so I don't just fall asleep) and decided to crawl into bed again for a moment to try and remember my dream. Suddenly it was 7:00 and I still had not even one image from a dream. I was also late and had to rush to get ready and to my carpool before we'd be late.

      My recall is pretty weird in that a lot of days I'll remember a single image or just a general idea of the dream in the morning and then remember more and more as the day goes on. Sometimes this even works when I don't remember anything at all. Sadly, this was not the case. I remember nothing from last night.

      If anyone happens to read this, I was wondering if anyone had advice on keeping your dream recall up on school days. I remembered two in pretty good detail each day over the weekend (and last Thursday when I had a day off from school) but I can barely remember anything on school days. Even in the past when I've kept dream journals for weeks I would barely remember anything on weekdays. Is there anything specific I could do to help with this? I'm never going to make any progress if I can only recall dreams 2/7 days a week.
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    9. JILD Day 3 - FA Fail

      by , 09-14-2010 at 02:54 PM (Ranbow Island - Otis's Dream Journal)
      Quote Originally Posted by Waking Journal:
      Today was pretty great. Work was fun, and i even got out early. Sims 3 is working again, and i can finally build me some awesome houses! Today was pretty great.
      I know I had 3 dreams last night. I can't remember them now though. I know Two were about my place of work. the first I can't recall but I remember having a dream before my first work related dream. Anyway a summary of the night and my FA Fail.

      Had Dream 1 and woke to go to the bathroom. Didn't log it, and went back to bed. Had Work Dream 1, and had a FA. I sat up in bed and grabbed my DJ thinking that i should write down my first two dreams so i wouldn't forget. I wrote down the basics, setting, people, time, and anything else i remember. I closed my journal tossed it back to the desk, and went back to bed. I had Work Dream #2, and then my alarm went off. I sat up, and did my morning routine before grabbing my DJ to look over my first two dreams. There was nothing on the page! My DJ was Empty from the last entry. I then remember when i woke up i forgot to RC, and I head-desked a few times. That is the most frustrating thing to happen so far. Now i have a goal to add to my LD Task list. Created my Subconscious as a DC and beat the crap out of it.. -.-
    10. Sick

      by , 09-14-2010 at 09:39 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      I've been ill the past few days, with a flu or something like that.
      I am very frustrated because it affected my dreams. All I recalled during these days were 2 or 3 fragments, not even worth being posted. It's awful.
      Hope to recover soon the dream recall and the lucid dreaming. This situation sucks.
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    11. Wickedly intense dream inspired a novel idea.

      by , 09-14-2010 at 07:58 AM (The Mind is Power; My Dream Journal)
      I've been scrapping around for ideas to begin some creative writing and I had this dream last night and it was awesome and actually gave me some ammo to start writing again.

      My dream opens up with me playing football in my living room. I keep going out for passes but dropping them. Finally I demand one grown to me and I go up for it and get destroyed but almost catch it.

      I dreamt that Leah and i were hanging out in our house when Caleb and Sasha came over. For some reason when they knocked Marc answered and told them I busy. I ran past him and let them in.

      Immediately i could tell something was wrong. Caleb looked agitated. He asked me immediately why I hadn't been taking his companies phone calls or emails or paying my bill on the new grill I bought. I told him I hadn't bought one and that I don't know what he's talking about. He seems reluctant to believe me but he eventually seems to. Sasha leaves and I head back to the bedroom to explain to Leah what happened. Caleb says he is going to use our restroom but I don't hear or I ignore him.

      So then for some reason I start explaining to Leah the issue and that something is very wrong. I'm suspicious of Caleb and I tell her so, loudly. I hear the bathroom toilet flush and curse at myself thinking he may have heard me. So I walk out to the living room with a small bat in my hands and nonchalantly confront him. He ends up leaving but I know it isn't for good.

      And then I know that I have to do something. Some sort of test or the consequences will be terrible. Leah walks into the dining room and sits on the floor only to cut herself on a toothpick. She insists it's no big deal.

      There's a dream time jump and suddenly I'm with a group of people but I know we are in the alternate world. I know that while here we have to perform a certain number of tasks before we head back. If we head back without finishing them then people will die. One of these tasks is for a man to slowly flip cards on a wall. I watch as he does it and I'm struck by a flash of images. In an other world every time a cars flips this demon gets stronger. I demand he flip them back. As he flips them back the images flash again but it's of the demon turning less and less dangerous.

      I then turn around to keep track of the other people with me and it's then that I realize the double edge sword of having more allies with me. With more people there's a better chance of failure. While I'm looking around I'm trying to keep track of where Caleb is. I'm sure he has something to do with everything going on.

      For some reason I'm holding a saber and I realize that it truly isn't real so I set it aside. I see a scimitar hanging in the air and I snag it. It feels pleasantly heavy. Real. I put it through my belt loop and continue my rounds. I return back to this big conference room and ask of everyone if they are ready and absolutely positive they finished their tasks. I'm sweating and freaking out but everyone says yes.


      And then Mike and I are pulling up to Kyles house. He is the drummer for SIB. I pull into a gravel road that splits the collection of houses down the middle. It's dark out. The lights are on in the house but something feels off so Mike agrees to go check it out while I wait in the car. He does. I wake up.
      I've pretty much figured out that I'm able to have my most clear dreams within my last two hours or so of sleep. So perhaps I should WBTB then...
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    12. pillow party

      by , 09-14-2010 at 07:01 AM (a teahouse inside my head.)
      Before I get to the actual dream part, I have realized something about my dream. I only dream about people I'm friend with but not that close with unless it is a dream about a big group of people. I don't know why, but it is only people that I'm not that close with. The friends in both of my dreams yesterday, and my dream I will be posting right now are all my friends, but mostly at school or in group situations. Just an observation.

      I only remembered one dream most likely because of waking up at 6 instead of 11. On weekends I naturally dream chain, but never lucidly. I just wake up about ever hour or so and end up remembering more dreams.

      Dream 1: Pillows and an Orange Sauce
      I was video chatting with this girl in my grade (who I was actually supposed to video chat with last night and didn't end up doing) and then she invited me to her house. All of a sudden I was at her house. Her walls were this dark shade of bright blue and the carpet was light grey. There was a navy plaid pillow sitting on the floor near the door with her 17 inch old (circa 2007) macbook pro (yes I know the model of her dream computer) sitting on top of it open to a video chat screen with just her picture on it. There was no bed in the room, just various pillows sprinkled around the room like islands in a sea. There was a flat screen TV on the wall to the left of the door, and the wall directly in front of you when you walked in was 90% window (or sliding glass door to a patio). The room looked very similar to my friend's older brother's room. Some random other girl was there too. I remember jumping over a bunch of pillows for some game or dance and then ordering chinese food. Then all of a sudden there was this orange sweet and sour sauce all over one of the pillows. Then this boy in my class that I kind of like showed up on the patio. We let him in and he just starts pointing at the sweet and sour sauce saying, "it's on the pillow!"
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    13. Almost completed Beatles goal

      by , 09-13-2010 at 08:01 PM (Serenity's Silver Millennium)
      September 13, 2010

      Asleep by 1am.

      Decided to try an experiment, today. Awake at 5am. Tried a new idea during my WBTB... playing the mathematics gamex100 on brain age to help wake up my prefrontal cortex Was actually a really good idea! I settled in for my WILD and had better focus than I have in weeks. SP was pretty uncomfortable this morning, coupled with the knowledge that I knew my BF would be interrupting my attempt today (long story)... I ended up passing out at some point, I think around the 6am point. I was woke up by my end of WBTB alarm. I'm actually thinking I should kill that alarm, but it's usually so I can move back from the couch to the bed. But it's a potential lucid I keep interrupting.


      Almost-completed Beatles goal - Lucid - 1/5
      This was all 60's-era setting. About 1965, actually.
      I was on a stage with a bunch of instruments set up. This stage was a bit unusual, as it wasn't raised, or surrounded by raised seats. In fact, it was all one level, and there was a space of maybe 10 feet between us and the first row of audience. I noticed a stagehand had two stop signs (like the cross-walk hand-held ones), which he laid on the ground in a ^ shape. I "knew" it was Paul's spot to stand on the stage.

      At that moment, Paul came out from back stage, with his bass on him already. "Hey Paul!" I beckoned him over. I wanted to test whether he knew about going past the stop signs, or not. "Come stand over here, this is where you're supposed to be!"

      Paul comes over and he's got one foot over the stop signs. "Noooo!" I said. "Don't go past them, it's dangerous! Look at how close the audience is!" I said, and positioned him back by his shoulders.

      "Oh, yeah, I suppose you're right!" he said.

      John came out, so Paul says quietly, "Let's see if John fucks up with it!" Then louder, "Hey John, come over here!"

      John does, indeed, mess it up, resulting in me laughing at him and saying, "Noooo!" again, but in a silly voice. John's a bit more whatever! about the whole thing and sticks his tongue out at me.

      George comes out and the same thing repeats. As I'm pushing George back, I think to myself, "Wow, even if this is just a dream, I'm acting pretty retarded, I should stop!"

      I need to go across to the other side of the stage (we're on stage left, my keyboard is on stage right). Paul is supposed to play on stage right. As we pass each other, we stop and kiss briefly before carrying on.

      When I get to my keyboard, though, there's a major catastrophe! There's a pool of water underneath my keyboard, and the stagehands are doing nothing to clean it! I find a mop (didn't have to look far ) and start trying to get the water up.

      Paul sees me, and comes over. "Why are you mopping it yourself?!" he demands.

      "Because no one else is, and I'm not going to electrocute myself by playing in a puddle of water!"

      We get some help, but the water is turning into sludge. Sighing, I decided maybe I should just move the keyboard to a new place on the stage. I pick it up, turn around and...

      I'm in a different room, facing Jack and listening to the Beatles on my mp3 player "Noooo! What the fuck!" I silently ask myself.

      "What are you playing?" Jack asks.

      "Just some Beatles," I say quietly. "Only, I was just going to turn the sound off, and mash the keys, pretending like I could play, because I can't actually play any songs yet," I say and do some fancy key-mashing that could totally pass for legit.
      I wake up.

      Fragments
      Talking to my dad and he has a full head of mop-top inspired hair, only he's his age in present time.
    14. Night of 9/12-9/13

      by , 09-13-2010 at 01:01 PM (SCPantera's Dream Journal)
      Managed to salvage a fragment of a longer dream that I awoke too briefly from to hang on to more than a few details. All I remember involved a scene that resembled NCIS wherein there was that kind of office space with a handful of people standing around pretending to be witty until a passive-aggressive, older grumpy guy walked through hastily and told everyone what to do.

      I'm quite disappointed I went through the entire weekend without a single good dream to record. Granted I spent most of Saturday and Sunday evenings taking heavy naps and I didn't get much sleep Saturday night...well, now that I put it that way I guess it's not surprising. I want to avoid saying I'm in a dry spell again, but it kinda feels like it.
    15. JILD Test - Day 2

      by , 09-13-2010 at 12:22 PM (Ranbow Island - Otis's Dream Journal)
      Quote Originally Posted by Waking journal:
      Today was supposed to be a day off, but i filled in for a co-worker. The day wasn't entirely horrible, and work was almost fun. I had the best home made lunch. Tonight I'll remember to jot down all my dreams if i wake up so that i do not forget them.
      I remember nothing. Once again I feel like I've been hit by a train, everything aches, and I feel like I've been awake all night.

      Side notes:
      JILD Day 2- Nothing
      JILD Test Summary - Inconclusive, not enough days.
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