DannyCool

I am after a long day. I am frustrated and needy. I goto sleep in a shared dorm. While I am getting ready for bed the girl next door to me wakes up. It is my friend Maisey. Her skin looks soft and clear. She also looks older than the last time I met her. She tells me she has been using some cream on her face. We embrace close for about 10 minutes until something happens and we separate.

I find myself trying to find her again and it is almost impossible. There are so many corridors, numbers and letters like I am in a massive hospital. A staff member gives me this small drink and asks me to deliver it over to the section I am going. It takes me ages and I get lost. I am dissatisfied. There are many people around busy going everywhere in all directions.

FA RC nose plug fail and couldn't find my hands. I was asleep but it seemed like I was awake in bed. I got up and headed for the door to see what would be outside. I had some paralysis in my face which disappeared quickly.

When I went out the door and into long corridor a bit like a boarding school. I went flying down near the top of the ceiling with a nice feel of weightlessness and ease like I was a ghost. There were a lot of rules in this boarding school and there did not seem to be a way out. I went back to a room where my ex-wife was. It was as if we were still married. We opened the window of the dorm and climbed out. At this point I was starting to loose lucidity as I thought it was real that it could be dangerous to fly to high. She was trying to keep my safe!!! It was a nice dream I guess. As I flew up into the night sky it was cold and raining. I could feel the dark dreary atmosphere.

When I landed it was if I went forward in time because all of a sudden I had forgotten about my ex-wife and was happy to head into town. My lucidity also went. Some DCs told me that flying is really dangerous and other people have got in trouble for it. I believed them and thought I better be careful forgetting I was in a dream.

A group of us got together and caught a taxi into town. The girl in the front seat was beautiful and I started to chat her up. I held her with my arm as if to protect her and she liked it. 'Why did you do that?' she asked. 'I could see that you were cold' I said. I could see rain drops from outside on her tanned smooth shoulder. She turned her face to me and we kissed. She had black curly hair, dark brown eyes and a joyful complexion. When she got out of the taxi I said to her I might see her around town and she happily agreed. I fell very happy with the whole dream and woke up.

We are all hanging out together my cousins their wives and a few friends. We are in a doctors surgery and Tim is the doctor. They are all hung over badly including the doctor except me and maybe Tim's wife. I am kinda bored of all the jokes about feeling sick when all of a sudden another person rushes out to the toilet to vomit. Everyone laughs. Seeing that there is not much happening I decide to do some spiritual practice quietly. I fold up one of the cushions on the bed feeling its softness and the way it is not folding exactly as I want to make it higher so I can sit well. I feel the feminine support of Tim's wife and I guess the fact that we both think it is ridiculas because we both don't drink. I start practicing and I can here the first chant in my mind. It is so beautiful and my perception changes. They are all my friends again no difference between us no judgement just happiness like it always is with cousins. I start teasing them asking them would they like a pint of cowshit to drink or a cup of grease with black heads in it. They like this and surprisingly nobody gets directly sick as I say it . I could see pint of cow shit filling and the cup of grease as I said them. My sisters used to tease me like this when I was small on time when I was sick !

After many years of putting on jungle / drum and bass events I got invited to host a night in an exclusive club with an excellent sound system. All I had to do was show up everything else was provided. I talked to my friend Emmet over the holidays and he said that everything would go well as the guys that were putting on the gig were legitimate. I was never so relaxed in my life. When I got to the door I was one of the last people in the que but it did not seem to bother me. I was charged too much but that did not seem to bother me either. Then when I was getting my money back from the overcharge I met these old friends that I would not have known that well and did not get on with that well. They were both so vivid to me and I greeted them with positivity. I put my hand on my friends shoulder to say everything is fine and he liked it. There was little anxiety in this dream.

My friend James was working with me in my family business. I had to meet him in Dublin to complete a deal. We were quite busy. I went to my retreat centre and saw this lovely checkers set for sale. My friend Dan was behind the counter and sold me the checkers set which was beautifully carved out of wood for a very good price. It seemed too low to me and I could have given him more seeing as he gave me the board for free. I think he made a mistake. The shop was clean and vivid and the counter was made of clear glass. Dan was busy but confident. There was a slight sense of anxiety in this dream as it was to do with deadlines etc. I wanted to bring the checkers set to James as a gift. I had already bought a chess set before from them.

I am in dark tunnels trying to get out of what seems like a game. I get out and enter to an open space like a courtyard. There are two women there. One is the game master and the other her helper but it could be my dream guide. Before I do the next task there is a series of questions as to why I have not been myself IWL. I tell them that when I speak to them I speak in regular English that I was taught in school and can explain any of my emotions or the reality of the world. When I speak with friends in the countryside they use this thick accent and I cannot explain or express everything as I am chained to convention to what I speak about. She listens carefully and selects my next game. I wake up.

I had emailed my friend who I have a good heart connection with to accompany me on an important journey. I was with my girlfriend who was really sweet but did not have the same heart connection that I needed for this journey. She was my girlfriend and I appreciated her more than anyone else but I needed to meet this other lady if my journey was to be a success. We were in the airport around a lot of other people and we were changing flights. I remember all the different security checks and how supportive my girlfriend was. She was a beautiful Japanese girl a used to go out with years ago. I could see my boarding pass very clearly and at one stage I dropped a lot of different things into the rubbish to clear my pockets. She realised that I might have dropped my boarding pass too in the rubbish and helped me retrieve it. She held my hand and looked after me. As we came down the elevator I knew I would have to meet this other lady to fulfil my important journey. There was also a sense that there was a sexual nature to meeting the person with the so called heart connection there was a neediness and a yearning that is hard to identify. I did not know if she would be there or not and she was not. I looked up and down the terminal and she was nowhere to be seen. I even checked online to see if I could contact her. I could see the computer and the websites very clearly. I was logging in on a friends account who use to protect me in the past from falling into desire influenced situations. I was left alone and a bit empty wondering what all this is about.

Last night I was exhausted and processing some emotions. I had a state in my sleep where I could see my son and other images but could not touch them or interact with them. I guessed I was in a state of frozen sleep and remembered advice received here not to worry about it and it will go away after a bit. It was like I was frozen and could not function but could see different things. I recognised it was a dangerous state and needed to be freed. I waited patiently and came out of it after what seemed like a few minutes. Thanks to dreamviews I was able to relax and free myself. Happy Days.

So I had a few lucid dreams off WILDs early this morning. One of them I was not expecting at all.

I arrived into a gun battle with no clothes on. I think it was like Terminator style cause I was talking to Opheliablue about this the other day on chat. I got a fright because I was already in the middle of a gun fight and I was seriously vulnerable!

Gab was shooting with a serious looking photon pistol. She had jet black hair and was wearing black body armour. I got the feeling she actually likes these battles and is well use to them but that this one was no "walk in the park". She looked at me wondering what in the hell I was doing there with no clothes on and she took a moment as some bullets flew by and then decided to throw me a metal box. I felt confident she knew what she was doing. I opened the box and inside was full Robo Cop armour which just automatically fit to my size. This was going to be a serious shoot out and I knew there was going to be a lot of blood etc. Even though I could have caused some serious damage with this suit I decided better to wake up as I did not want to do or experience that. This women is serious!

I was in awareness for most if not all of my non REM sleep from 10pm - 2.30am.

"Picture of Black Cat" - this was really strange it came from a place I never experienced as vividly before in sleep. It was like a heat seeking rocket! It just arrived in my mind and kinda freaked me out cause I did not expect it at all.

A message with "yoga" and "Ireland" appeared in front of my Non REM sleep really vividly like I have never experienced except for tonight as it was similar to the cat. It typed out in front of my mind like there was nothing else there. It was a surprise.

Now I often sleep these hours in awareness and do have semi lucids and people appearing to me and things but this was an extra depth. It was like it had nothing to do with me.

Both these things had NOTHING to do with my subconscious they were transmissions and if they were not I am learning to perceive in a new way or I don't know...

There was an underground bunker. A secret group of the best scientists in the country. It was the USA and Hollywood of course. We were employed three of us to give a fresh approach to the rise of this deadly virus which no one could find an antidote. Gab was part of our team. Gab was there working in an extremely relaxed way on one of these very advanced computers. The main boss guys seemed to be not particularly interested in what we were doing as if we had no hope of solving it or more to the point that ultimately they were not going to use our method. The group of scientists that wanted to just nuke the whole city looked like the terminators. They were half robot and half human. (this underground bunker is a place I have dreamt about lots before). The terminators were gaining momentum the bosses started to give them more and more computers to work on. They started to take over the whole place but Gab was still there sitting working calmly on her computer. The next thing I got an overall view as the nuke was detonated. As it started to explode it was clear that Gab had done something to save the day. It was some kindof time shift device or something. I don't know how she did it but the nuke went back into itself after exploding back into its centre causing no damage to anyone. Wow!

Wow had a lovely long sleep. It seemed like there was one big festival that went on all night. It started with techno, an open air festival very well organised, and people were not off their heads at all in fact it was the opposite people they were really with it. The techno went on for ages giving the vibe of the continuous stream of consciousness. It reminded me of the good old days and I was dancing to what seemed like an everlasting beat as the djs kept rotating with ease. It was a very well organised Love Parade. Now next came a long Buddhist ceremony. In fact the two were going on side by side. It was like I was at both of them. There was also Catholic activity of sorts which I was not sure what it was about but it had a main focus on the Eucharist as the were prizes given out at the end and the two men that brought up the offerings and how they displayed them one first prize. I was not at the Catholic ceremony but we all got together at the end and what was so beautiful was we dedicated all three ceremonies together. This really moved me. We dedicated them in the Buddhist way and all the prayers were done precisely. Not one snippet of one prayer was missed even though they had to be broken up somewhat so that the prizes could be distributed. This is a strong indication for me that the way I broke up my sleep into different sections is very helpful.

I love you all thank you for this opportunity on Dremviews I am learning so much and there is so much more to learn. Please keep supporting me the way you have been it means lots and lots.

3 things have happened in the last few days:

1. I have tried the nose plug and it definitely failed this happened maybe 3 times on separate occasions. It was like an FA.

2. I saw myself opening a chocolate bar as vivid as could be in a completely different perception from the one lying in my bed.

3. I was in my room for a brief second as vivid as could be in a completely different perception from the one lying in my bed again after WILD.

I think these are signs that I might be learning something from you.

I had produced a great tune and wanted to get it burnt onto cds so I could distribute it. This was the days before mp3s and all that. I went to Dublin to a specialised shop. I parked my car along the river liffey and walked over to the shop at the over side of the river, over haypenny bridge. The shop was about to close and I met this guy who said he would help me out. He was looking for money or something. When we got into the shop this guy started running all over the celing (this was definitely a dream sign) and was being chased by the owner who knew him too well. I gave them a very old way of recording called a Digital Audio Tape and they seemed to be happy with that. They also gave me the key to the shop and said we need to try and get this guy out.

I was climbing the Eiffel Tower it was a competition and loads of people were in it. It was pure fun. People did not mind how high they were climbing or the fact that they could loose their lives. There were all sorts of buttons and traps but people were flying through them. I got up to a certain level and then the competition changed. I had to drive downtown and find the next level. Here I got a lot of dream signs as the competition turned into religious knowledge as I was shown all sorts of signs of lucidity.

I am not sure how lucid I am in these dreams in fact I have misunderstood the word lucidity as being control of the environment. What I am looking for is more control of my own body. I have good control of my thoughts and emotions but have no control of my body or what happens next in the dreams.

Hiding but Vulnerable
I was playing a game of hide and seek out in the countryside. I was there for ages in a dark but comfy spot. It was not very bright and I was not lucid. I was obviously isolating myself and not free. It was a break from the hustle and bustle of life but it was not freedom. I felt like I was playing a game of hide and seek and someone would find me. They did find me and instantly I lost my composure as if I was just building up my emotions. People arrive and start laughing at me.

Bomb Attack
I am on my way home after my holidays. I am on a bus and on a plane. There have been bombs planted and one is in a bag in our van. Two of my friends that I know IWL find a way of escaping. I get dream freeze in the van and can't get up to lift the bomb out of the van. It is timing out and we are sure to die. 3, 2, 1, I pray and nothing happens. I was being prepared to be blown into pieces and die as I though it was real. Nothing happens. We make it all the way home and my friend accuses me of not looking after the bag right and pushing it too much that it could have gone off. I am at my house that I grew up in. All is well that ends well but I don't recognise it is a dream even though I don't live in this house anymore.

I have a bottle of champagne at my house. I am looking to find star island by giving people champagne and hoping that they will realise we are already on star island and have some fun together. Nobody is really getting it. I head up a long street and get to a massive big wheel. Oh this is where I can try my flying I think however there is serious gravity around created of course only by my own mind. I try jumping from one carriage of the big wheel to the other but it is not like flying in my dreams. I jump but it is not even Tom Cruise style. I just barely make it to the next carriage without dying. I am getting fed up of ordinary life. Then my friend who knows about Star Island her Mum who seems to be extremely busy and caught up in life calls round to my house for a glass of champagne. She is very grateful. All the work she put in to bringing up this wonderful friend of mine but she has no idea how to live in Star Island and just rushes off. I go over to my neighbours but they are also caught up in worldly life talking about gardens and families.

It seems I was at Star Island in Mage Cats Castle at about 4am BST last night with a candle searching in the dark like Mario with a lantern. It was very difficult to find anything. I was in non rem sleep.

This morning in the countryside during waking hours at 11am BST I had lucidity and thought of Mzungu and Mage Cat and Star Island and everyone of course.

I have had a lovely day full of the joy of nature. Star Island is here. I have changed the room which I go on the internet to a much more beautiful room. Enjoying life more already.