lucid

School day and abrubt awakenings sorry. So sad i don't remember any scenes just feelings.

I was lucid for a long time, i remember testing some dream control. And later i remember fighting giant robots/transformers and something about lasers perhaps. And quite possibly Oneironaut again. But it was definetly someone from this forum..

That's it.

Thebeastofold's Dream


driving with employer, stonehenge, and sky curtain?


I woke up at 4:16 am again as i most always do.....so i decided tyo do a WBTB WILD...and what an experience......after pictureing and repeating "chichen-Itza" over and over again in my mind, and as i was WILD'ing, i noticed, froma distance, my fingers, hands and toes were twitching, and my eyes were moving as if i was in deep REM....and just as i went into the dream, i fainly remembering rolling over as i entered the dream....I also noticed, just as dreamed,. i felt a brief whole body tingling..i dont know if i was getting to astral or what......i dont know...

I was in a room ive started in in many many dreams over the years, seemed to be aspects of every bedroomive ever llived in, there was a huge pot with tons of twisted and curled twigs stuffed into it, with a vase nestled in the middle of the twigs....and i kept looking at it, convinced someone had switched out the original vase with the one that was in it now...weird....i becam,e semi lucid and decided to go outside. my employer was sitting in a car in the driveway, and i thought, maybe he can drive me to chichen-itza! so i got in, and we drove for about 15 minutes or so, i was guessing..and all of a sudden, i was completely lucid! i said stop! when he stopped i jumped out and looked around and said yes! i'm dfreakin lucid! i can get to chichen itza now! and i repeated chichen itza several times as i was looking around, then the dream started getting fuzzy, so i yelled "clarity now!" a couple times then it was crystal clear...i decided to to a RC and tried to push my fingers through my palm..it didnt work, but i was even more lucid now than i was before, i looked over to the horizon and the horizon was a giant curtain, with 2 openings, one opening was a stonehenge tilithon in the centerm, and it was pouring rain on either side of it...the other opening was even bigger, it was freakin huge, and i decided to go there...i started running, then thought, i'm dreaming, why not fly! so i took off flying!! it was really cool, i flew into the larger opening and there was a giant freakin huge glass tube tv sitting there, mustve been 3 or 4 stories tall and wide, and there was a picrture of chichen-itza on it....and as with alot of my flying dreams, i tried to fly to the tv, but i flew inthe opposite direction i wanted to go, so i bounced off the wall opposite the tv, and off the long ass couch that was there, and i concentrated on lucidity and flew straight tothe tv...i got to the tv and hit the screen with my hand..i was hoping to fly through it, and i noticed the screen was super dusty...heh weird, i kept floating all around the screen but couldnt get through it, and i said outloud, come one! i'm freakin lucid! what more do you want!!! at that point, i heard a voice in my head say, kind of in a ragged whisper "the stones are the key" and as i turned to go the the stonehenge trilithon i woke up......havent been that lucid in a while..it was great!!! and my second WILD! way cool!!!

Mayatara's Dream

Thugs
With Zilla and Riverstone at my hometown. We just left my mom's and we're going down the street when some thugs get out of a car at the end of the street and start pointing guns to people and robbing them. One of the guys, a chunky Mexican looking guy, points a small black revolver to my face. I evaluate the situation, notice that the other guys are busy with their own victims, so I react very quickly by stealing the gun and pointing it back at him. I tell my friends to run and I'm thinking what to do next. I planned to shoot the guy on the leg, so he won't chase us, but there are some kids around and I fear they might get hit by lost bullets, so I just pretend that I will shoot and then shoot into the air and run after my friends. The other guys realize what's going on and all start to chase us. I run to my mom's door with the key, to let my friends in. I'm worried about their safety.

Student exchange I
I'm at some foreign city, I get a bit lost in the streets, but finally I arrive at a university where apparently I'm spending some time - maybe a summer course or a student exchange. There are a lot of students from Africa, Middle East, Asia... but I'm particularly close to some arab girls, who look like super-models. They are all very intelligent, cult and independent. I see them as the future of their countries, until one day when they appear all dressed up, impressive hair and make up and invite me to join them in going out with some rich arab guys, who are looking for brides. I see these intelligent, independent woman, all of a sudden obsessed about just looking pretty to hunt a rich husband and I tell them how that is disappointing. But the worst thing is that deep down, I am also imagining myself being courted by some sexy arab prince myself and the idea pleases me. I go for a walk in the park to clear up my head.

Greasy kitchen
I'm working at a communal kitchen, serving the poor and starving people. I am incredibly sweaty, greasy and grimy, when I'm surprised by the visit of my guru to the premises. At first I don't recognize him in the strange clothes he is wearing and all the people around him, but when I do, I break through the crowd to greet him. He doesn't seem to recognize me under all the dirt on my face, but he finds me somewhat familiar. Not enough to stop to talk to me, so he just leaves and I feel sad.
Anyway, I don't have much free time to sob, because someone calls me to the kitchen, saying it's an emergency. There's a little monkey hiding under the kitchen counter and he seems in distress for no apparent reason. I take him out with care and realize he is not hurt. He is nevertheless very stressed out about something under the counter. I check it out and I find there a sick hamster, who is his little friend. I take care of both and the little monkey calms down and looks thankful.

Lucid experiments
I get lucid when inside some house, near a window and I fly to the outside. I should have recalled the meeting point at Chichen Itza, but instead in my mind came the idea to try some things I had discussed with a guy past friday about lucids, namely, doing meditation in action, trying to smell things and plunging on the ground.
So I floated slowly down a stone paved path, with only my toes touching the ground and used that sensation as the focus of the meditation. This path was leading downwards to the ocean and was flanked by a stone wall. After a while going through it, I saw some flowers to my left, over the stone wall and I stopped to smell them. Their smell was subtle but very clear. It was a sweet perfume, but they all seemed to smell the same way, from geraniums to lilies. Anyway, it was an accomplished task, which I don't recall ever have tried before.
Then I floated to a patch of grass and plunged on the ground, wanting to experience "swimming" on the soil. This guy I met told me he still hadn't succeed in doing so and I had never tried. Apparently it is very hard, because our mind sees it as a solid barrier. Crossing a wall is easier, because you come out on the other side, but "swimming" on the soil is quite more challenging.
For a very brief moment I did it. I could see and feel the grains of soil surrounding my body and offering resistance to my "swimming", but soon I was "ejected" to the surface and could not continue doing it anymore. So I had the idea to look for a mole tunnel. Sure it would be tiny, but I could easily trick my mind to go through it and have the experience of "swimming" underground.
I found a hole and put my head inside it, but had to retrieve as two cute little puppies were coming out in my direction. Then a black chicken came out and a third puppy. Apparently it was the den of some wild dogs and they kept living chickens inside as livestock. This totally distracted me and I lost lucidity. I was totally enchanted with the little puppies when a fourth came out of the den. He was completely white and had a few blood spots on his fur. I took him to my mom's and cleaned his wounds in the bathroom. I noticed he smelled really badly, like dry blood and poop. He then started talking to me. He said he had one bad injury on his belly under the fur and asked me to treat it to. I asked him to breathe deep as I poured hydrogen peroxide and he was very stoic. I put bandages over his wounds and he thanked me for my kindness.

Student exchange II
Back to the student exchange dream, I'm now supposed to be with some team mates going to a game, which resembled handball but was plaid with juggling clubs. There were four teams, paired up into two simultaneous games. Our performance would count for the final evaluation of our exchange experience or whatever it was. But some girls from an adversary team plus their trainer, really hated our guts for some reason, so they gave us wrong information and we didn't actually know that our game was somewhere else, but we thought it was right there after theirs. So we waited, just to find in the end that the rest of our team had been waiting for us elsewhere and had lost the game for insufficient players. We tried to defend ourselves, hoping to save our final scores, but the trainer bitch
was denying that they had tricked us. I couldn't accept the injustice, so I kept on pestering her until she was so sick of me she admitted in front of everybody what had happened. We would still fail on sports, but I didn't care, I had high scores on everything else.
It was my last day there and I went for a stroll in the city. It looked like somewhere in the UK. Could be London. There was a nice flea market and I wanted to buy lots of stuff but I restrained myself, thinking about the luggage limits on the airplane. Then I heard music and found a live concert in a square. For some reason, I was convinced in the dream that the band was the Arctic Monkeys, but I don't even know them. They looked more like a gay band on a gay parade. Don't ask me why.

Keanu Reeves
Also have a fragment of a dream with Keanu Reeves on it, but I just recall he was sitting on a chair to my right.

Kumara's Dreams

A mish-mash of fragments and in and out of lucidity...

Fragment 1: semi-lucid, frustrated because I couldn't seem to see anything. maybe a thin line in between my eyelids. I remember heavy eyelids and blackness, and trying to see.

Fragment 2: In a building, possibly my home (in the dream). The walls are painted a medium periwinkle blue, and there are rectangular objects on the wall (like transformer boxes) that are a lighter shade. The color has been done by my friend E, who is a professional color consultant IWL, and she is explaining to me how, "It's about the flow..."

Fragment 3 - Somewhat dissatisfying sexually stimulating fragment

Thank you for being in my dream

Dream 1 - I was lying on a couch, semi-lucid, semi-asleep. The couch reminds me of my grandparents' couch, and I see a figure in a blue dress sort of floating at the wall, coming closer. I wonder if it is my grandmother...I project my awareness and ask her if she is my grandmother, she maybe answers no and I can see that she is not. She seems sweet and benevolent. I nestle back into the couch to fall asleep (in the dream) as she moves behind me/the couch and past my head. I sleepily say to her, "Thank you for being in my dream."



A room full of women who seemed happy to see me
Dream 2 - I am on a bed and feel someone behind me, massaging my head with hands in my hair. I am lucid, not very clear though. I am on my hands and knees, crosswise on the bed...I look to my right, and see a black man with close-cropped hair and maybe facial hair in the mirror behind me. I purr.."Baby...", extract myself and move off of the bed into another room.

The room is full of women. I notice a teenage girl with long hair and braces sitting in a rocking chair and smiling at me, I'm thinking something about how ordinary they look, like regular, real people.

I'm kind of fuzzy-minded...I look behind me and there are several black women seated at a table all facing me. I struggle to do or say anything...finally I have the presence to ask one of the women, "What do you represent?"
She says, "Environmental interests."
I'm surprised, wondering what she means exactly, thinking maybe, of course, that she is some kind of lawyer representative. I ask the next woman, and she says something similar.
I notice the woman at the end to my left, and for some reason I say to her, teasing, "wow, you look like a badass. Like you are some kind of bad ass office manager or something!"
She has a strange look on her face, and it's kind of distorted, she moves her head back and it looks like she has a mustache drawn with a marker now. I notice on one hand that I'm making assumptions but I don't seem to be able to help what I'm saying.



I Can't Control the Dream Bus

Dream 3 - I'm standing outside of a bus. My mother and my sisters are flinging accusations at each other and are all angry and about to all walk away from each other. I think if I can just manage to intervene and use the active listening and peer-counseling techniques I've learned, maybe we can all get down to our real feelings and be vulnerable and forge some intimacy between us. I somehow convince us to all get on the bus, and I'm trying to clear everyone else off.

It's a "Houston Rockets" bus (idk)...everytime I think the bus is clear then more people pile on. They are all black. I'm frustrated with the bus driver who keeps letting all of these random people on.

I see my brother-in-law sitting across from me and he says in a snide tone, "I'm tired of hearing you be so angry." I get PISSED because I hardly even talk to my BIL (IWL) because he's one of those people that is always preaching or bitching about something and there's never an actual 2-way dialogue, so now I avoid him. I say or think, "ME??? You are tired of hearing ME be so angry?" I might have argued with him for a minute.

I say something to my sister about this while holding her hand and looking into her eyes, and about how I can't stand her husband and I'm not going to talk to him or have anything to do with him anymore. I don't remember her reaction.

(What stood out for me in this dream was the feeling of wanting to control the situation.)




My Favorite Drug and the Marvelous Mystery Ride to Nowhere

Dream 4 - I am in a cave/tunnel, seated on a roller-coaster ride sort of ride. There is someone like a carnival hawker talking up this Marvelous Mystery Ride. I am in the last car, sitting next to my friend HC from middle school. The hawker is handing out drugs. I have a big baggie full in my hand, and it is full of clear round discs (I think maybe like NZT in Limitless). I think, what the heck? This is just sugar? I'm handed another baggie, this one is full of clear pellets that look like small round crystals. I'm pretty sure these are all sugar, too. I take one out to pop in my mouth, anticipating a hard CRUNCH...nope...these are just sugar, too. What the heck?

I notice that the people on the ride seated in front of me are all facing sideways instead of to the front, and they are vomiting.
I reassure my friend that I will be ok, because I'm facing forward, and I'm in a different kind of car than they are, mine has cushy protection all along and above the sides, protecting our heads.

Kaomea's Dreams

Goals: None. I have other things I need to focus on but if I happen to end up at Itza temple, awesome, but I'm not making that the focus.

10 pm - 12 am

Escape
I'm with a guy on a mountain. There's some sort of attack which ensues and me and the guy race back to our vehicle. I see it and immediately feel bad. It's covered in mud, not just stuck in it either, it's about 1/3 burried in it. That was our only means of escape. The guy climbs in anyway, literally sitting in mud now he tries to turn it on. I feel like it's hopeless. He's still hopeful. He manages to get it running, I climb in still doubtful. We somehow manage to leave. Awesome.

Side note: HA! FINALLY I can recall what happened in the initial sleep period. IT DOES EXIST! WOOT!

2 am - 2:30

Seriously WTF?!
I FA in my bed. Look around, I feel a very distinct energy, ghost/spirit/demon like presence. It's that thing that's been lingering in my closet for years that's been picking on my family, just not me. (Waking life too). I acknowledge it, thinking it's always been friendly towards me except now there's something different. I can see it clearer. It... frightens me a tad... and I'm not easily frightened. I decide I can't ignore it, which is what I typically do in waking life and dream life. I get up to go get Nae in the living room. I get to him and start jabbing him, trying to wake him up.

As I poke and prod him to wake up, I feel the 'thing' try to subdue me...? It feels like there's a heaviness to my motions and each time I try to interact with Nae, my physical dream body is declined. I keep fighting it, angry at this point at not being able to exert my own self-control and I eventually end up on my knees on the floor. I stop fighting it and expand my awareness, focusing on seeing whatever the hell this thing is. I feel 'it' become defensive... it doesn't like me focusing on it. It releases me a little and once that opportunity opens I snap my awareness back into myself and I become lucid.

I realize I'm dreaming, but not that I'm dreaming, that I'm out of my body. It doesn't have the feel of a dream. Since I can't touch Nae, I decide to speak to him. I employ the powerful tactic of love and acceptance (hahaha, funny right). I shout at him, "I LOVE YOU! WAKE UP!" He still sleeps. Finally, I get so pissed at being restrained and controlled that I silently command myself, 'WAKE UP!'

At which point, I lie awake in my bed, I RC, it's real. Write my notes for this dream thing. I recap wtf just happened, still pissed, and plan to get up to actually go get Nae and tell him what just happened. Then.... I get sucked back into a dream which I had absolutely no intention of doing.

I FA AGAIN and don't realize it's a FA. I'm back in my bed, get up, with the intent to go get Nae to tell him wtf unfolded. I stand up, look in my closet, tell the thing in there how pissed I am, and walk out. On my way to the living room I see Koa (4 year old). He stops me and wants attention. I stop and give it to him. I notice as I'm putting him back to bed there's something different about him. Great. It merged with a kid...

Nonetheless, the creep value of this 'dream' which is yet again, more of an OBE than a dream, I still offer love to Koa. It's not his fault he has some idiot thing merged with him.

I hug him.

His face transforms very demon like, black maws and energy which is extending past the physical body as it's trying to reach out to my face. Before it reaches me, I get a good look at whatever it is. I can tell it thinks it's winning. Winning what, I don't know. An outside voice pops into my thoughts, "You're dreaming." I'm dreaming? ... FUCKER! I stop any interaction with a swift internal, WAKE UP!

At which point... I wake up in my REAL bed. R/C, I'm awake and BEYOND livid. I stalk into the living room and retrieve Nae. Simply because it's the principle of it. PFFT.

3 am - 6:30 am

Goals: Find the dark energy thing that was giving me a difficult time.

Family
I'm with my family and I'm protecting them. Exploring safe houses, trying to find a place for them. One of which is a town that has no cars, cars are forbidden. It's a beautiful town and we're walking through very natural settings. Fields. I wonder why noone is outside their houses and they were instructed to remain inside for today. I think it was because we were visiting or passing through?

I walk through a set of doors, found a somewhat suitable place for them. We relax in a pool. Well they do. My mind is still in detective/protection mode.

Heavy stuff
I'm out and about alone. I'm working on something, flipping through towns and finding all the pieces to the puzzle. Nothing exciting or 'aha' worthy. Boring from an external point of view but it had an overall very heavy feeling to it.

Windhover's Dream

1 - I met mcees from Infinite Challenge. I dont remeber what we did together....we ate some kind of stew.

2 - I was a male wearing army suit, at the dark place inside of building. I met several people who were with me; they had guns and shotguns.
we were at the hall way where several doors were at one side of the wall. we were planning to kill zombies. we hid behind doors, sticking guns
outside the window door. the zombies arrived. they had pale white faces, which reminded of more vampires than zombies. these 3 zombies were
at the first door, so I turned my gun to them and everybody shot them; on head, chest, shoulder. mine was shotgun. but they didnt die!

3 - I barely remember but I became lucid at some point. I tried to find Katsuno, saying
"show me Katsuno's chakra!" as I turned away, there was nothing

Kumara's Dreams

Childhood defenses and threatening transformation

I am driving fast, and as I crest a hill, I hit a huge wave of vibration that I thought of as “resistance”, an impression of police on the side of the road with a radar-type instrument that was emitting the waves. The vehicle slowed wayyyy down and I felt the vibrations all through my body, it was as if reality itself was impacted by the waves. I grabbed my seatbelt and fastened it, though it was difficult, like moving through molasses.

I drive on and to take shelter in a building on the beach, and many people were streaming by, running toward the water. Big machines were coming, that I thought of as “transformers” that I only maybe had a glimpse of.

I was with Pax and a little girl, we were running for the shelter. I didn’t think we had long so I stopped to tell Pax and the little girl that I love them. I faced Pax and as I told him I love him, he said something at the same time. I felt a little sad, I don’t remember what he said but I felt at the time it was dismissive. Then we were running and I started to yell at the little girl that I love her, but I only had an impression of a Little Debbie’s box that was under her arm or she had become the box, and I realized, “she’s not even real!”.

We ran into the shelter. Pax and I sat on a landing in the stairwell. The first big machine went by, and I could see in my mind a cartoon of toys that had come to battle the ‘transformers’. Then another machine came by, and I knew this one was more dangerous because it was radiating heat. It hit the building I was in, and the building listed and fell over. I was unharmed, and now felt more like a point of awareness than an “I”. The corner of the landing turned over on me, thus protecting me. While I felt the heat and the rumble of the machine passing by, I could simultaneously see in my mind a line of cartoon tugboats all lined up to my left, with faces and determined looks, all there to fight the threatening machines. I noticed a thought, “it’s as if all of my childhood toys are lining up to protect me/fight.”


The Indian guy on my back

I was lying on my couch, it seemed like me in a different reality because I had a different, larger laptop that was on a stand in front of me next to the couch. I was on my left side, and a browser was open on the laptop. A tab popped open, and maybe more had that I closed, I remember the screen was red with a white CB logo, I understood that I had picked up some sort of virus. As I was noticing that, I noticed how I was feeling and did an RC. “Can I fly?” I started to rise up out of my body off of the couch, so I went with it and let myself float up and I flew out of my apartment. I noticed the view of the weeping willows in the dark, lit by the nightlights on the property. I noticed how real it seemed and that I could understand how I could forget I was dreaming. I flew off into the sky, wanting to just fly a bit and have a look around. I remember at some point feeling like flying was difficult so I was making swimming strokes to keep going.

I put my hands out in front of me Superman –style. I felt a warmth behind me and a man’s hands appeared over mine. Someone was on my back and weighing me down. I was furious. I flew to a building, through a wall and landed on my feet on a stairwell landing. I twisted as fast as I could to detach from whoever was on my back, and face him. He was slight Indian man, about my height, with dark hair not quite shoulder-length and a closely-trimmed beard. He seemed “weathered”, and had a light scar running diagonally down from his left along his left pec. His expression I would say was “chagrined”. I angrily yelled at him, “WHO ARE YOU?”. I don’t remember if he answered.


Going down on a cutie

I walked into a bedroom, it was dark and I saw a girl I knew (in the dream) lying in bed. I saw another figure in the bed and wondered if someone was in bed with her or if it was a stuffed animal. I wanted to slide in under the covers and kiss her body and go down on her. She woke up and smiled at me.

Spoiler for Dream sex details:

I asked her if she wanted me to lick her pussy and she happily agreed. Scene change to being in a bathroom with her, she is sitting naked on the counter. The counter is ceramic tile. Her legs are spread before me and she is welcoming me. I am SO happy to please her sexually, and I put my hands on her thighs and bury my face, gently, in her bush. I’m gently flicking my tongue along her clit, and sucking on it while she directs me to be gentle, gentle. She is loving it and I’m loving that she is loving it. Next thing I notice is she is somehow lying on her back while I put pressure on her lower belly to enhance her pleasure, and am enticing her and excited about putting my fingers inside of her, because I know she loves it.

End of what I remember in the dream.

Dream fragments

Fragments of feeling choked, closed in around my throat on all sides by a presence (I slightly awakened, noticed my body was ok, then went back into the dream). Feelings of pressure, being surrounded. I remember once feeling threatened and powerless and surrounded by beings “choking” me and asking, “god, what do I do?” and then relief.

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

19-09-11 I am in a wrecked city and the infection has taken over. The scenario is a mix up between Starcraft and left for dead. I am on an elevated road or bridge and ahead of me are a lot of abandoned cars making the only effective means of escape by foot. There are two roads, one being elevated and the other on the right hand side is not, though the situation with the cars is the same.

We hear a noise, it is an uproar of a crowd, infected. It is difficult to make out but I believe it is coming from the lower portion of the road so we start running upwards to the left. There are also infected behind us so we have to do something. We get trapped on the road and have to abandon it, which I do (now being Kereigan off Starcraft) by jumping off the road onto a lamp hanging (I don't know from where it is hanging and I am too preoccupied to take a closer look) in mid air and running on it onto the adjacent road.

I then turn right, not sure if Jimmy is with me or not, but it turns out he is. We get cornered with infected all around us and we decide that instead of getting ripped to pieces we might as well take the infection and hope for a cure to show up at some point.

Zombies come running out of a door to the parking area where we are and as we kneel down they just bite us gently instead of slashing at us etc.

I am briefly inside the building where the zombies came from, which turns out to be little more than a staircase. But inside the roof is missing and “He” is coming from the top. “He” turns out to be a fair skinned black man, who has developed the infection, thereby crushing my previous knowledge of it being a military development.

The way he has spread it has been through his normal work as a tattoo artist, where he would use infected needles to get it into the bloodstream of people.

skip

Looking out over a canal in the city I see a ship operated by infected. The ship isn't your normal type of ship. It's central body and means of propulsion comes from a big wheel in the middle that the rest of the ship is built around. The wheel is made up of paddles. I know the infected operating the ship and I think him loyal to the group trying to find a cure, like me.

I jump into the water and I see a non-infected human swimming around in the murky water picking up the food that various infected keep throwing in the water unseen. I start swimming towards her (I believe it is a her) in the hopes that her being uninfected could bring me a clue for a cure.
…..............

More fragmented dream. A black woman, again a fair skinned exemplar, is trapped under chicken wire and she is walking around. She is trapped by a group of retard cowboy(ish) types who may or may not rape her.

She is looking for “the governor”, who is apparently the leader of the gang. She finds him and he is wearing a grey wide rimmed cowboy hat. He is somewhat harsh in his way of addressing her, but he assures her that he will let no harm come to her. However it turns out that he is pretty much stuck under the chicken net construction as well.

Fragments: Discovering that under the chicken net is an electrical construction of sorts. A mine/pressured gas tank being thrown in and potentially being torn up.

Escaping....
….............

Spent a lot of my HHs this evening with visualising an small island with gorgeous sandy beaches and sandstone buildings (and general colour scheme) with jungle and trees unrestricted intertwining the city. I sort of decided that it would be my personal playground with Chichén Itzá located somewhere on this island.
….............

Short FA, where I immediately pull a green lamp that looks like a plant towards me mentally. I get out of bed and do the same with the old school TV on the table in the corner, which take a bit more mental power to make float.

The dream starts fading though I try and engage all my senses I am unable to stabilise it.

whiterains dream

can only really remember a brief bit of lucid flying from last night. also a little bit with a group of people talking about fighting techniques and teaching each other things. damn im sure there was alot more but i had to get up

Mayatara's Dream

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Girl power
On a small self-sufficient community of women only. We live in a kind of fortress, but open and welcoming, because we never had troubles with anybody. Until the day that a bunch of guys, passing as wanderers, come by and we offer them shelter. Soon they start making really bad comments of sexual nature, making remarks about the girls beauty and so on. They also treat us badly, expecting us to serve all of their needs and I really mean all. We decide to put a stop on it and they turn violent. The most disappointing is to see that the girls quitting the fight immediately, in fear. They accept the situation as unavoidable and I find myself alone in the struggle. I conclude I can't do much on my own and decide to wait for a better moment to do something about it. To defend myself from their sexual abuses I keep myself dirty, smelly and really, really ugly. I endure their comments on how disgusting I am, but at least I'm not raped as the others. One day though, they even turn to me, wanting to gang rape me. But I know this place better than they do and I escape them through the ventilation system and get inside the walls. I find out that I am good at parkour!
I stay in the "secret" areas of the building, just watching them and nagging them whenever I can, so they keep looking for me. I have a plan to trap them in a kind of shaft and I need them to follow me there. One day I manage to attract them to this place and I shut some really heavy doors behind them. They are in a weak position, below me in this kind of shaft. Meanwhile I have called the girls to come and help me, as they also know the secret paths through the walls. I call them to join the fight and beat the guys, but they are still afraid of them, so I jump down into the shaft to start the fight, hoping they'll follow me, but they just stay in their upper position, beating them occasionally with a stick on their heads or something. It helps, but I have to do all the hard work of kicking their asses.

Saving Jon Stewart
I'm having dinner with Jon Stewart, at his home. He is wearing a grey or beige shirt and he looks adorable. I'm so in love with him and he is even more in love with me. He smiles at me, almost melting in delight and I caress his face. I realize this can only be a dream and I start laughing about it. I tell him "Jon, my dear. I'm really loving being here with you and the whole romantic scene, but unfortunately this is just a dream." He says "Whaaatttt?" and looks really puzzled, but I keep nodding my head and he seems to start accepting that I may be right. I tell him that this makes no sense, that I'm just some girl he never met, from a country he probably never been to. He seems disappointed, even sad, that this might not be real. I can read in his face that he doesn't want to accept that the feelings he is experiencing for me were just randomly generated in a dream. I tell him not to feel sad, because if he is really there and he is not just a DC, it's because we do have some karmic link and the feeling has some roots from where it sprouted.
I am not sure if he is a DC or not, but the truth is that is reactions are complex and he never fades. He stays very solid in the dream.
As we are still looking at each other, some guys invade the house in a rush and kidnap us. I don't even have time to react. When I come to my senses again, we're in a church. Jon is lying on an altar, apparently still unconscious and I'm tied up to a chair. I am now only semi-lucid, but I recall all of my dream powers. I fire up red lasers from the palms of my hands and I cut the ropes. When the bad guys see it, they come to knock me down, but I pierce them with my red lasers. It's not pretty, but it has to be done. Unfortunately they keep coming and some of them are about to grab Jon to take him away, while I'm busy fighting. That's when some asian girl breaks in through a wall and helps me by shooting a golden energy blast from her chakras to Jon's chakras, which somehow creates a wall shield between him and the bad guys. But this required a lot of energy from the girl, who falls down in exhaustion. I feel that she is my friend, but I can't remember who she is.
I protect her, thankful for her help and keep shooting lasers in all directions until I kill all the bad guys.
Meanwhile the shield around Jon has weakened, so I generate a purple orb of energy around him that is smaller but more stable than the previous shield. Our reinforcements arrive and they take the purple orb with Jon inside to a safer place. Me and my girl friend sit exhausted on the floor and I ask her if I can take a shower at her place. She is sorry to say no, but she is not going home, she has to leave immediately to some other mission. I understand. We give a warm hug to each other, until next time.

Moving
Some boring dream with my family, involving moving stuff from my house to my aunt Lisa's house. By mistake I hand her over my hi-fi on a box and then she has to leave it at some friend's attic for me to go get it some other day.

Mystical dance
I find myself as a spectator of some kind of talent show. There's an asian guy, probably chinese, doing an acrobatic exhibition that leaves everybody extremely impressed. But in the end the judges tell him he has broken the rules, because no circus performances are allowed, only acting, singing and dancing. But because he was so magical, they decided to offer him a second chance.
I feel so much compassion for him, even genuine love in my heart. There's a brief moment in which our eyes cross and everything seems to stop. I sense his energy and I know he is going to do something amazing. I feel passion and make it flow to him. He returns the passion and tells me in his eyes that what he is about to show is for me.
Then he transfigures: he was bald and now he has long hair with jewels all over; he was a young boy and he now looks like a wise older man. He makes a sensual mystic ritual dance that hypnotizes everybody, specially me. Slowly the spectators transform into all sorts of enlightened noble beings. The dancer pours jewels with every movement he makes, offering them to the Buddhas. I don't dare to take any of the jewels, not even to touch them, as I fear I am not worthy of it.

Evolventity's Dream

September 17, 2011

(Lucid Dream or OBE) Fell asleep by 6AM, woke up at 10AM, and back to sleep until 2PM.
-I'm laying on my bed. I swiftly exit my body to my right, chest facing downward and arms to my side. As I pass through a wall I fall into a hypnppompic state: There may have been colors or scenes in front of me but I don't recall any specifics. I feel like I'm blinking my physical bodies' eyes in a very deep state of mind, but I can't see anything. After each blink I can only see the blackness and colors that have already been here. I later see a dream in the distance. I try pulling myself into the dream like I would usually try to do. However; I'm stopped at the borderline, the edge of merging. I'm set back by a thought and sense of my physical body. I stay relaxed and attempt again. When trying to pick and hold a dream I want to enter, I feel M* moving in bed with a sensation on top of my body which wakes me up. I stay relaxed to DEILD but enter a regular dream instead:

(Regular Dream, Fragment)
-I'm sitting in a public bathroom stall. The doors are white. I pull M* into the stall with me an have him sit on my lap. I see and hear footsteps outside the door. They're black polished shoes. (Skip) I've opened the door to another man in a uniform. He's in front of us with his pants down. He's uncut and we're about to BJ. I can tell M* was uneasy about the decision. (Skip) The stall doors and walls are very short, about 3 feet. The other guy is gone. A middle aged woman walks buy giving M* and I dirty looks. (Two men in a bathroom stall together, OH NO.)

Bihon's Dream

~ Possibly met my Dream Guide. I was lucid twice, but I failed to remember to go to Chichen-Itza D:

---
Order of events are kinda a blur, but I knew there were these monsters after me. At first I was with friends, making candy out of dough-like items, I was stabbing one with a scoopula. I don't remember exactly what, or who the monster was, but I just knew that it was going to do something terrible to me. The atmosphere was light, yet creepy, and there was a sense of danger at every turn. I was then in a car with my mom, we were on a highway at night, and beside us was a large body of water. It was black, same as the sky above us, it was also thrashed with garbage. I had reached over to touch it, singing a rhyme. The dream jumps at some point, I was at this university, a school trip, the building was also beautiful. All I remember was talking to my mom and a couple of my friends while in it. There was also the school bus. Dream jumps again at some point, and the monsters were back, sometime in the middle of it, there was this girl I was trying to protect, and she had a veil over her head. If it was removed and they found the girl with blonde hair, she was going to be in trouble, so I tried to keep it on her, but it was pulled off by the monster later. Dream jumps again (when?), I was in the monster''s house, and he had this servant with him. They had locked the front doors though, just to make sure I wouldn't be able to get out, I ran down the basement, knowing there was a door there. I ran outside, and jumped into a tree, trying to hide. I was in this huge field, seeing kids sitting by the fence, I tried to keep quiet, but the tree I was in was shaking, I was holding onto a piece of branch as I hung there waiting to see what would happen. I hear whispers, the monster asking his servant to check on the moving tree outside. I quickly realized that it was a dream, no RC's, I jumped out of the tree, and tried to change the scene, after a huge flash of red light, nothing had changed about the scenery, except knowing that the monster had disappeared. Quickly, I though of what to do, I did remember about Chichen Itza, but I took the chance to first find my DG. I kept whispering to myself, "I'm lucid," again and again, hoping for it to last. I asked the kids, but one of them had run away, as if not wanting me to find out, I think I screamed at my dream to show me my dream guide, nothing had happened, instead, the dream jumped. I was in this area, sort off like a library/waiting area, there were a couple of shelves, carpeted floors. There was this older woman there, and I asked her whether she was my dream 'teacher', she shook her head, not wanting to answer me, then there was a short flashback, another man had taken her job. Shortly after, the monster had appeared again, entering through the floors. There was then these tables, and I knew they were bombs, they were strangely attached to the shelves, and I knew I just had to get them off. There was randomly a sketchy and chubbier version of Gir (Invader Zim) on it, and I ordered it into changing. It became a small device that had rotating blades at the bottom, attached to a pole, I had to maneuver it. It ate at the wooden tables, and after the last bits, it complained to me on how I was being bossy. I then went back to the older lady, asking her again if she was my dream 'teacher', she shook her head. "Now let me ask you again," I said, "are you my Dream guide?" She looked down at the ground, and she answered yes. She seemed disappointed, and then she showed me a card, that she had finally gotten her job back, but she was going to miss a senior's discount she had for a certain restaurant. I found out her name was "Auntie Fairy" as I talked to her as I sat with her at a table, I was telling her how happy I was to find her, but she seemed so, so disappointed. I woke up at 10:49am.

Wrote my dream down, and tried WILDing. Almost made it to OBE, when I tried again, I fell asleep. I was in my school, walking down the corridor, and the moment I questioned whether I was dreaming, I did a nose plug, and I was able to breathe. I was then lucid, and I was looking for someone at first, then I ran into a classroom, yelling at everyone to get out.. (?) I then plan to meet the person somewhere else, and I was soon in this place. It was dark, and it seemed like an abandoned movie theater. The place was also dirty and rusted, and as I walked around, I entered this door, and in it was a huge computer. People in lab coats sat in front of it with smiles on their faces, and I was amazed at the place, it looked clean and modern. I continued to walk, and upon going up a staircase, I found myself in an office. It was dark because of the closed curtains, in the middle of it was a huge desk, and behind it, was the woman from earlier. My dream guide (?), she started to lecture me, telling me what I did was wrong, and as she explained, I agreed with her, knowing she was right. I asked her about the people downstairs, what research they were conducting. She said something about the dream characters being random, and there was no way a real research was going on, but somehow, something about it seemed like a mystery. She was wearing work clothes, a pastel aqua blazer and matching skirt, one she wore in the previous dream. The dream jumped. I found myself in a plaza, my lucidity gone. I had taken a wrong bus, and I asked to be dropped off, but the driver didn't listen to me. A lady in it felt bad for me, and had pleaded for the driver to drop me off. Woke up at 1:11pm.

---

I have to remember to get to Chichen-Itza!!

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

17-09-11 Some wizard is channelling a spell into a prison, controlling some inmates and guards, they are casting a black magic spell that will make one of the wizard's enemies' hart explode.

I can't help myself, I am somewhat addicted to the magic and I continue. I hear a voice telling me it is dark stuff, but I am too intrigued.

I am not supposed to be in the prison I am walking down the stairs to the right until I get down to the bottom. I then look over my left shoulder where the target is standing on a platform surrounded by 6-8 people who are helping with the black magic.

Someone on my team is apparently releasing the other prisoners from their mind control. I think it is too late.
…

Something about Bradley Cooper and Bob Downey Jr. We are part of a movie and it somehow involves a road trip. We are sort of re enacting a film and at one point a I get this comment, “no we shouldn't be holding still here, but rather arrive spontaneously from the other side”. Something about how awesome, yet unexpected if Bob Jr actually comes, but he ends up saying yes.

Skip.

A discussion takes place with Bradley Cooper who on drugs has seen a naked man shave his penis that looked more like a Christmas tree (or an elf). Then I see the vision and think there is nothing to be worried about.
…

I am in some sort of resort I think, close to the beach and with trees all around and a shopping centre. My family and I are there.

skip.

The dream jumps to me in the house of a private investigator that is following me for some reason. I meet an Asian woman in the house who after a little while, I think I threaten her a bit tells me where I can find this private investigator.

I find him and now they are two against me and he is quite a bit bigger than me as well. He is Caucasian with broad shoulders and fairly long blondish hair.

I start punching him in the face and alternate a bit between hitting him and the Asian woman while thinking something along the lines of “Evil bitch, you want equal rights? face equal consequences!”. Doesn't actually take a lot of rationalisation to justify punching a woman in the face. I think I get the message across that he should stop following me around

Skip

Back at the supermarket it is daytime and I notice the small van of the PI. I see him standing next to it and start running towards him, I notice he has a knife in his hand but I don't care. I charge him, think punching him I the stomach and he stabs me high in my right arm.

I briefly think that the pain is far milder than I expected, before I pull out the knife and look at it and notice the blade is fairly short. Then I charge further into grabling range of the PI (where he should have the advantage over me) and bury the blade in his throat.

He doesn't resist for that long and I push him down to rest in an elevated bed of flowers knife still in his throat. Then I take his van, I wonder where my family has gone, but I need to get away. I get inside the van which is very small with only one seat and hope the key is still in, which it isn't but it can still start.

Then I start driving up the pavement and people move out of the way (think the car can only drive about 10 MpH anyhows. The dream ends when I get stuck trying to drive into a tunnel, though the scenery returns in a latter dream and maybe even the pesky PI.
…

I am by the same spot of land with the PI story line and now it is night time and windy as fuck.

Someone is already in a plane waiting for me to return. The area has to be evacuated and has been a long time ago. I notice the PI's van is there and there is a man trying to get in it. He is no ordinary man though. His legs are gone and you can see his spine and guts hanging out. Besides his facial features looks slightly skeletal, maybe more like his has been flayed from his face.

He doesn't seem to mind too much, he can still leap a good 10-15 metres and is shouting in a mad voice. I explain something to him or one of my companions that it will probably take him about 10 years to fully recover due to his innate mutant healing factor, but that he will recover none the less.

He notice us and become interested and shout out cackling “You have a means to get out of this place?” He starts making his way towards the plane and I hope we make it before he reaches it. The dream ends.
…

In said plane it is more or less on auto pilot and Bob (the actor version from the Dresden Files series) is guiding a child who is flying the plane.

The kid has to dodge quite a lot of obstacles in the form of hangar ships out on the water, and sometimes he is selecting quite dangerous routes through tunnels and barely avoiding parked planes.

“That is why we say Cari..Bou” emphasising the break in the middle of the word that is the name of the plane. The kid has a habit of pulling straight up or straight down and Bob wants him to focus on softer turns.
…

I find two ducklings that are tiny. They can both fit in the palm of one hand. I decide to raise them so I grab a big bowl of water for them to swim in. After putting the first in and looking at it as it realise that it is pretty much a natural boat the other one loose both it's legs, which terrifies me.

I grab it and put it in the water and the legs seem back.

The entire dream is oriented about the trouble I am having raising these ducks and my family doesn't seem to care.

I return and the water is being brought to boiling point and I find the small duckling on the stove without its legs again. (actually I remember writing down this fragment in a FA from the lucid I had).

I return and the ducklings are now swimming around in minestrone soup.
…

I am lying in my bed after a brief moment of being awake. I start talking to myself, just let the HHs roll. They don't really intensify that much, but instead I am faced with the feeling of starting to fall deeper into my bed and shortly after I wake up and immediately look at my hands. Surprisingly they look human, though something is off, they might be too chubby or something, but it is difficult to describe.

I can't really trust it, but I am positive I was just falling asleep so I find a pot and drag it towards me telekinetically. Nothing happens the first second, but then the pot falls to the floor as I continue the mental pull.

Chess! dream confirmed. I walk to the window and bump against it, but walk through it with a bit more effort and trust in the fact that it is possible. Right what do I want to do, “Blasting rod” I decide and walk over to some bushes and start rummaging through the shadows.

I think I better not find some sort of lame drumstick like the televised Dresden series, but this is of course exactly what I find. I keep looking through the shadows of this bush and find scorched furniture wood that seems promising at first until I discover it is made of plywood.
I feel the dream wobbling a bit and I start touching the grass and leaves towards the ground and trying to see if I can smell something. The leaves look fairly detailed, though I notice they have a tinkling spark to them that seems a bit off. Otherwise the colours of autumn are represented in the leafs green, red, brown and yellow.

Rasmus B, an old school friend comes walking towards me from the direction of the house I was just in. I look up and point the blasting rod towards him to see if I can make fire. I wake up.

FA: My flatmate comes back from holiday, his face looks weird, but I wonder if it is just because he is tanned.

I look down and see my new blasting rod, though it is a bit more curved and have some semi-scorched colourings “Oh would you look at that” I think to myself “My blasting rod has manifested from the dream world” (DOOOOOOH!!! XD)

I start carving in it and is amazed that I can make markings like a hot knife through butter, though the material seems as hard as ivory. I start cutting a small sigil that eventually becomes a big rather deep “V” to indicate that it is mine.

Thebeastofold's Dream


Fragment - Moms clothes int eh refridgerator?


only a fragment...i walked out of my room and went intothe kitchen and opened the fridge..i found one of my moms suit jackets and slacks and blouse from many many years ago hanging in the fridge... they fell as soon as i opened the door..i had a feeling she was getting ready for work and put them in there to cool them off....um..ok.... so i picked them up and went to her room but she was in the shower...so i went back to the fridge... and found a hangar in there this time and hung everything back up....woke up...


did a WBTB....


dream #2 at a friends house...

I arrived at a friends house, even though ive never seen this guy in my life...i still thougth he was a friend, anyway, i went in and sat on a couch, he went out tothe garage and came inwith an electric keyboard(piano) a ascilloscope type thing and a bunch of othe crap in his arms..and he said i could have it all if i wanted it......the pile of stuffinhis arms was twice the size he was..i became lucid at that point......i got nervous and decided it was time to go, so i went into his dining room to call home..now that i really take a lucid look around his place..it was a house i lived in 20+ years ago..or looked like it anyway....so i called home and said i was on my way...when i hung up and went back in the living room..a lady was there all of a sudden..his sister or mother i didnt know..she said she was leaving for good this time...all of a sudden i was sitting in the back seat of a mini van inthe driveway, his sister/mom was in the seat infront of me..and i was trying to find the door handle so i could get out....i was still lucid and knew i had to go somewhere else yet......i finally gotout and went in the house to get my laptop that i didnt remember taking in with me...i grabbed my laptop from a desk that wasnt there a few mins ago, and the power supply that had an open battery case on the bottom(it doesnt haveone irl) and a few batteries missing....then i grabbed an old mouse i hadnt used in many years that was also there and i told him..."she heard something she didnt want tio think about, and shes thinking about something that she was trying to supress(sp?) she'll be alright and she'll be back..." he said, not this time....I'd better make preparations....and he and i walked out the front door, there was a neighbor throwing oversized tennis balls to their golden retriever...i caught one of the balls and threw it back to the dog....i started walking to a car parked in the street, i decided to drive to chichen itza, as i approached the car i woke up...bummer...


dream #2 - room full of tv's and my tv?


I walked into a house somewhere that had tv's on every inch of every wall, all shapes and sizes, and a killer, massively overblown sound system......and for some reason I gave him my tv...a little 26" older lcd...why he needed another one is beyond me......he took it over to a far corner and tried to set it up, but it kept falling over...i noticed the base of the tv was all warped...i looked behind a wall in the corner, and there were remote controls of all shapes and sizes on pedistals......i turned back and all of a sudden there were about 8 or 9 other people in the room and we wre all wearing bio suite..we started taking them off and some lady asked the guys wife how often they cleaned...the wife answered "why, were ready for wood boring" everytime i asked what i was getting for my tv i kept getting interrupted by people who would appear suddenly and start talking loudly....that short lady, Linda Hunt, from ncis: los angeles was there and she kept interrupting me as well....sheesh! all of a sudden i was sitting at a bar in the fornt of the room, i looked over my right shoulder and saw a huge atomic digital clock on the wall under a hhuuggeee tv.....the atomic clock went out for about 15 or so digits......all of a sudden i had the feeling i was spending the night.....i turned backand the guy was behind the bar..i started to ask him what i was getting for my tv when i woke up......

whiterains dream

few memorable moments from another random holiday dream. mostly playing football on an astro pitch surrounded by fence and losing the ball over the fence. got lucid briefly and had a really good fly by jumping from this platform inside this massive building. mostly just too obsessed by girls though to have any focus for anything else. i remember people moaning at me because i was flying past the windows and they all thought i was looking in. it was a kind of church like building with odd windows. towards the end of the dream was a really odd bit with me JC and JG all by these massive speakers they were playing just 2 notes, but i t felt like i had heard it somewhere else. we were all transfixed by how these 2 notes sounded so amazing yet so simple.