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    A selection of dreams from nights past.

    1. Spellbee Summer Comp - Day 15 - Responsibility

      by , 09-16-2017 at 03:28 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 13 dream - I flirt with a girl and she flirts back. Eventually, she is asking me serious questions, for example, do I cook? I say no and feel shame. I ask if its a deal breaker. She says no as long as I am responsible.

      Day 14 dream - I need to write my own reference letter because my language is different. I write about my weaknesses and strengths.

      Day 15

      Dream 1.
      We are located in a house. I am with youth. A man comes to talk to me. There is a dispute between the youth and the group residing in the neighbor house which is accessible through an unlocked door in our house's wall. The man is telling me I will be made accountable for the conflict unless I have an excuse for being in this house. I see the stone of the basement wall, and other stones all around us. I look at the man and excitedly tell him I want to become a sculptor. There's lots of material to do that here. That will be my excuse; I come here to sculpt. And now, there are already beautiful stone sculptures around the room.

      Dream 2.
      I am aware that I am asleep. I am disappointed there is no dream though. Everything is white though it doesn't feel bright. It's white but as if it were actually black. I decide to create a dream, but there are no visuals at all to inspire me so I just create gravity and throw myself at it. I fall rapidly in emptiness, feeling the pull and the speed. As I fall, I reach out with my legs and arms and where I touch and beyond a dream forms, at first, just outlines. Then there was a short dream where I was not lucid but I forgot it before I wrote this down... But then I just remembered after posting. I ended up walking on my hands above a train track and above my father. He was out of character and violent. I didn't understand but didn't avoid him.

      Dream 3.
      I am at work, working, though I have to wait for now so I am doing something else, studying. My boss catches me and tells me I can't study on the job, so I am supervised in my next project by her and a few people. I work with them assembling the complicated nonsensical setup I am assigned with. At one part, I need to remove a connecting band made of pita bread. I cover it with cheese spread and eat it though I don't like it. We are then hiring new people to take care of the kitchen and sleeping facility.

      Updated 09-16-2017 at 03:34 PM by 60820

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    2. Spellbee Summer Comp - Day 4 - Them

      by , 09-05-2017 at 06:54 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Dream 1.
      Car and sandwich

      Dream 2.
      Nintendo 64 game cartridge

      Dream 3.
      Confrontation in an ice crevice. I freeze everything while making the whole area collapse. I make it out on top, on ice, with just another girl beside me. She is one of them. I decide to go back and save them. So I use a pair of scissors to break the ice. This dislodges an airplane that we are right above and we slide down it in the crevice as it falls from the ice roof.

      I am now walking in a wooden home below ground, following my mother and brother. They are part of them. They will have to make a decision if I can belong. I look at the many ancient handmade wood work.
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    3. Spellbee Summer Comp - Day 3 - Rebels and Colonists

      by , 09-04-2017 at 05:25 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Dream 1.
      Shopping along with some acquaintances. Looking at full body hoodies and being silly.

      Dream 2.
      I am in the African jungle with rebels, spending time with a few native kids, especially one boy. Though he was born from the rebels, he doesn't feel he belongs with them and has further isolated himself. He shows me his secret tree house and shows me his baby brother. They have no mother. I hold the baby and decide I must find baby formula for him so he can survive. I leave on my quest and enter a building. I sneak my way past the workers and find a kitchen. I ask a woman for baby formula. There is none but she tells me babies can also eat brown sugar and grains so she hands that to me from a trailer truck. We are outside in the jungle. My father and brother are with me. On the muddy street, I see white religious fanatics riding motorcycles towards the rebel camp with tall thin metal crosses above them. I run behind them, but off the road and in the jungle so they won't see me, my father and brother behind me. We are on the muddy road again. Two kids are with my father and brother. I tell them to hide; we are white and they are black; we can offer them no protection when the religious colonists see them. They go away. All the kids are hiding. Some have stolen access cards to hide in a government facility. I am looking for the boy and baby from before but I also end up in the government facility. A woman on my side makes a comment and suddenly the bad guys know I am an antagonist so they shoot at us from higher levels accessible by escalators. I take cover close to the wall. The bad guys boss comes down with his pistol closer to me and I rise up to meet him climbing the wall to a platform. He goes to shoot me but I fight back and point the gun at his head. I shoot him multiple time but it just makes him weak. A higher up authority arrives. We are surrounded. I move around trying to do something but eventually decide to just stand by and wait to see what happens next. The authority talks to some people and the dream ends.
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    4. Spellbee Summer Comp - Day 2 - Death and Birth

      by , 09-03-2017 at 08:17 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Dream 1.
      I am working at my station surrounded by coworkers. My brother is by the open door through which I can see a busy street. My younger brother is depressed from the rest of our family's death. I feel great chagrin from their death and the horrible situation my brother finds himself. I cry while working, the tears flowing abundantly. My boss and coworker look at me worried and tell me to take the day off. I reply "My family is dead, I cry every day, but work must go on. I'm fine."

      Dream 2.
      I am in an ancient basement with stone arcs. Water has flooded it. To progress, I need to enter a room to the side and solve puzzles. I become more alert at this point, though not lucid. I evaluate the objects in the room. In a box, I find big complex pieces of metal. I need to open them up to find specific metal objects that will be used as keys. I hear mice. I see a very young one (5 days old). I am surprised to find one that young. As I open up the box's contents, I open up a box and find the mouse nest, with some adults and some young mice. A baby mouse, pink and accurate size rips its way out of the mother's throat. I forget how I deal with this, but I do continue exploring the room and use a big flashlight suspend from the roof to look at the contents of the shelves. I take note that none of the objects have a use to me.

      Dream 3.
      I am going down a hill at fast speed, remembering the risks of speed. I am then skiing with my brother through a downtown, just pleasantly talking.
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    5. Spellbee Summer Comp - Day 1 - Murderer's Mercy

      by , 09-02-2017 at 03:45 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      First Sleep

      Dream 1.
      A murderer is in the house and the occupants are hiding, some have already been killed. The murderer catches me in the living room. I plea for mercy and negotiate another chance at hiding. He lets me go. I run once around the floor and see him again, eating cheerios from a toilet in the kitchen. I am scared if he sees me, he will target me, but I can't resist calling him out for being so weird "What the heck are you doing?!" I shout at him, before opening the door to the basement and running down the stairs. I am surprised to see that there is a whole underground city below the house and the stairs are lighted by torches so my roommates can see when the murderer will come down this way. I find all the others eating around a large table near the staircase having a five course meal. I sit among them; the threat is gone.

      Dream 2.
      Hair cut, with my family around, talking.

      Dream 3.
      With coworkers in a park on Saturday playing games and chilling in different locations. Our boss tells us "if this wasn't the weekend, I would be going crazy watching you all wasting your time!"

      Wake up for the bathroom. Go back to sleep with intention of lucid dreaming.

      Dream 4.
      I fell asleep faster than expected. I believe I am mentally revisiting an old dream (which parallels my first dream) except, I'm really dreaming. In the dream, myself and other nomads are being targeted by a monkey murderer in the wild near a river (Somehow, in the dream, it feels as though monkeys are the dominating race at the moment). I get caught but I plea for mercy and ask to be given another chance. It is granted. I run along the path but until now, the dream was very low visual quality and was more mental. As I run on the path, it becomes quite vivid for a short bit. I mistakenly believe that I am WILDing; I thought I was thinking before, not dreaming. I keep running on the path to stabilize the dream, focusing on the visual and the feeling of the path on my feet. The dream stabilizes, the path merges into the sidewalk of a small town. There is a small fallen tree in the way. I hear my mom calling me to wake up from what I think is the real world but I focus on the dream instead of waking life (but really, I'm really just focusing on this dream versus a false awakening). I jump over a branch and crouch below another, touching and feeling the ground. There are people on the sidewalk. I touch them as I pass them and say things like "hello there!" and I am aware my very real voice is only booming in the dream but not real life. I walk into a house were people are having dinner. Someone is tied up as a chandelier. I meet a few people but I am now looking from outside my dream body. I am transiently aware that I am outside my dream body, and I am starting to be very passive in the dream, losing awareness. I am reunited with my royal family as I somehow rescued my brother the king from the group in the house. Other people give him gifts for his return. I hold him at the temples and tell him that the challenge is not to accept the gifts but to embrace becoming happy. My wisdom is physically transported from my hand to his head via bright artifices.
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    6. Robot Industry

      by , 01-29-2017 at 12:46 AM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      I am in my bedroom and a woman beside my bed is naked and watching porn. I'm only observing the scene, and sitting down myself on the carpet. I start brushing my foot along her leg, it's hairy, as if she never shaved in her lifetime. I continue to softly trace my foot from her ankle to her buttocks. She's ignoring my attempt at flirting. So I simply speak out to her and suggest we do the real deed instead of her watching her porn. I feel very calm at that moment, and I am aware it is a dream. She accepts but under the condition we listen to a specific song. The dream becomes less fluid; the scenes are broken and my lucidity leaves, there is still a feeling of serenity as she get's all tangled in the bed sheets and I clumsily try to get earplugs to reach us in the bed. Then images of naked woman just flash by in my vision holding their breasts.

      I am a boy in a futuristic retro style period, following my father outside the business we are involved with. My false dad wants to help escort a very important woman into the building with two men but he is denied because he is not as handsome as them and that type of image is important for the business. I enter the building with my father, followed by a reporter. My dad shoos him away and drags me away, but the reporter is persistent and I sneak away with him. We run so my dad can't find us, we go down a hall and into a wet dirty public shower. Though it is a dark place, I still feel calm, simply surprised I remember the place, perhaps from another dream. To further hide, I see the small room is like a hole in the floor of a bigger room; we climb to the bigger room. It is very clean. Though still dark, there are bright greens and blues on the surfaces, much like tiny tiles. It is implied that this is the server room for the business. The reporter is about to interview me, but a guard comes about. We hide. I am in a dark corner, but the guard has a flashlight. In that in moment, I feel so good, against the wall. I know this is a dream and judge that the sensations are very vivid. At that moment, the guard points his light on the ground near me and uncovers my foot tracks; I realize my shoes were dirty from the shower room. I jump out right as he points his beam in my corner. I run back into the hallways of the business, but now as a man my own age. Walking, I pass by all good looking people. The women are robots with "Jacobs" brand on tattooed on the sole of their feet. I understand we are in the sexy women robots business. The next room, our best employee, a mature woman with red dyed hair is styling a woman robot's hair.

      Suddenly, I am at my old workplace where we worked with kids. Everyone is working on pushing a tractor around. I stop it before it hits the wall. I just observe the dynamism and reflect on how I miss this place. I feel happy and decide that I will come back. (When, I woke up, I remembered this was a teenager job, and no, I won't come back, but I can find some volunteer thing to do with kids). Anyways, I proceed to walk along a path with trees on each sides. People from the forest are hissing like vampires. I am in a good mood and don't play along with the dream scenario of vampires. I just hiss back playfully. The people around me make mocking remarks towards my abnormal behavior. I don't care, I'm happy.

      Updated 06-15-2018 at 10:23 PM by 60820

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    7. 22nd Day of Spellbee's Spooky Competition

      by , 11-05-2016 at 02:18 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      18th day: 2 NLDs
      19th: 8 NLDs
      20th: 5 NLDs
      21th: 3 NLDs

      22nd Day

      2 NLDS

      1 Lucid:

      Nothing is happening in the dream when I acquire lucidity, that is, there is no aim, no characters, no false dream memory, no story, barely any sensations. I enjoyed this part of the dream, though I forgot it. Instead of waiting for the dream, I took control and "created" my proprioception and sensation of touch and the movement of my body. The visuals were slow to follow. Now, I am in a small minimalist city, that is, the shape of streets and buildings are there but there is no detail and the colors are monochrome. The furthest thing I clearly remember, is pulling myself up in the air to fall back on an air ball of my creation and riding it around like the Last Airbender. I was disappointed that I couldn't see the air but didn't focus on that. I could feel the movement of it and of my body through the decor, which had the only quality of not being a repetitive landscape of cubes. The first vivid object flashed before me and disappeared in a tunnel street. It was a police car, white, yellow and blue. I drove my airball after it, the colors inside the tunnel were sharp with clear straighter borders. For the turns I would push off invisible air pockets that I created. Now, I could hear a garage door closing, and when I saw it, I knew that's where the police car went, it was as colorful as the rest of the tunnel and was halfway closed. I remembered my second step task was to make something appear in front of my eyes so I imagined a blue crate below the door to stop it. I failed and it closed quite abruptly. I pushed a button on the right and a normal sized door in the garage door opened. I walked through and after a turn, I joined the police man in a woman's bar. She was related to a victim of murder and would soon be a single mother. The officer offered her to come see his parents so she could have an idea of what it is to be a parent. I am sitting, disoriented. I remind myself I am dreaming, I feel how I am sitting, the visuals are dark. A girl sits beside me now or not really but she is taking control of a chat discussion, frustrated with my comments, she only allows her own. But I know even my comments are not truly mine, or only as much as her comments are mine. She's gone. I am walking, only walking, there is nothing else but maybe different hues of black. I am dreaming, I remind myself, I am walking. And I don't know, am I dreaming? or am I waking and maybe it's too late? I am dreaming, walking, waking. I am looking at my dream journal on Dreamviews. I originally thought I scored many control points for my lucid dream but realize that I only really qualify for elemental control though I felt control throughout the whole dream, too bad proprioception doesn't qualify for points. I wake up.

      Thoughts: I am quite happy with this lucid dream despite the lack of lucidity. I enjoyed my ability control the dream (my proprioception and movement) with no resistence though this dream was lacking in everything else. I also think this was a feat for me in retaining lucidity passed other DCs talking and me passively taking it in for a little bit.
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    8. 17th Day of Spellbee's Spooky Competition

      by , 11-01-2016 at 12:24 AM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      10th day: 2 NLD
      11th day: 5 NLD
      12th day: 2 NLD
      13th day: 7 NLD
      14th day: 2 NLD
      15th day: 3 NLD
      16th day: 1 NLD

      17th DAY (16/10/31):

      5 NLD

      1 Lucid Dream:

      I'm in a vast and quite full storage room. The conclusion of this dream's story was reached, the police found a crate. I am free to leave, I slowly walk without a goal. I look around the room and see there were more people in the room than I thought. They are busy. I realize I am lucid dreaming, or dreaming? I forget which realization I had, but now the location has changed. I am in a mall and the closest thing is a woman. I touch her and intend her to touch back but she is not willing and leaves. I let her and grab chocolate cookies from a stand, cutting the line. I do this nonchalantly, aware that this kind of behavior usually brings about confrontation but I have no intention of this happening now so I don't care. I walk in a circle, looking around. People are shuffling, they know something isn't right, someone's stealing their food. I am eating my cookie; it tastes as you would expect. That's good. I hand out my last cookie to a guy. He takes it passively. I go back to the little food store, there are two entries separated by a thin wall, the upper half (above my head) is glass. I remember I have a goal to phase through a solid object. With little more thoughts I simply walk through it. I don't feel anything, the experience is only visual. I do it again. Same thing. I am happy because my last attempts have failed, even when I was only trying to pass through bars and I could literally just put my eyes between them but the bars would restrain the sides of my face. I go to explore the next room. The dream changes completely, and I reliably forget I am dreaming, though the dream is vivid. We are in a wooden boat I think. There are lots of people. I think the ship is sinking (doesn't look like a ship inside) It's really a wooden cage with complex structures. I am up a post and this is the only way out through a window. Everyone (except me) in this place has committed murder, including the kids. The bodies are here with us too. That's just the background knowledge though, and no one here is murderous, to the contrary, they are good-hearted and the bodies are being carried out calmly by their respective murderer so they can be given a proper burial. I help a kid carry his dead kid out into a ledge, the waves crashing against the ship below us.

      Thoughts: Tap on the back for phasing through a wall for the first time. I think I need to have a subtle stabilization ritual when I become lucid though because I don't hold on to it, I go fast, and lose it quickly.
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    9. 9th Day of Spellbee's Spooky Competition

      by , 10-23-2016 at 02:59 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      9th day

      2 non lucids

      1 lucid: The dinosaur forest

      I am in the forest with my family. Next to me are my father and brother. I point out giant eggs on the side of the path. I wonder if they are ostriches egg but no, they are way too huge for that (half a grown man in height). I tell my brother and father there must be dinosaurs in this forest. I continue on the path to my mother and younger brother. They are talking very loud. I tell them to lower the volume or they will attract the dinosaurs. Further on the path, there is an elevated clearing where all the dinosaurs stay during the day (though I can't see it) but at that moment, one comes running out into the path. It's a T-rex half the size. The only solution I find to save everyone is to make everyone fly up into the sky. Flying to avoid danger is my dream sign so I know I am dreaming now. And everything is gone, I am simply in the sky and now there's a woman hanging onto me. She is scared to fall but I reassure her and then... sexual stuff. At times she starts falling tugging at my body or we are falling too fast and I have to stabilize the flying. When I reach the ground, she is gone.

      I count this as the same dream but it might not be, I don't know. I am sacrificing rats for science. I have a knife and I stopped. I'm told I have to finish. There are 3 left. I say night has arrived and there is no more light. Then, go outside, I am told. I walk the dear to be sacrificed outside. I walk to the dinosaur forest, pulling the dear by the right antler. I sit the dear in the darkness of the forest. The mood is calm. I look into the woods to see if there are any dinosaurs; they are in the forest at night. I can't see but being focused on my environment, I realize I am dreaming. There are two men I cannot see in the darkness where I am looking. They shoot a few arrows at us. It bothers me. I imagine snow, and can feel I am knee-deep in it, though it is not cold. The teleportation has removed even more of the background so I ignore it and focus on the task at hand with the dear. The dear stands and speaks up. The dream becomes screen mode, and I am to choose among a few options, how has the fact that the dear spoke changed the morality of sacrificing it and whether I should continue. I know the dear is not real so I think it doesn't change anything. In this different mode though, I don't feel self-aware.

      Commentary: I realize my lucidity (esp. the self-awareness dimension) has difficulty persisting past transitions, and especially narrative or screen modes. I am more likely to be lucid if I have a body. My dream yesterday with the brother running away from soldiers was the first dream where I gained lucidity while being a bodiless observer, I think. I am confident that I will learn to recognize this in dreams as I progress, though. Also, I am lacking a lot on the memory dimension of lucidity. When lucid, I simply act in the moment, with my dream knowledge, but I don't remember my goals or who I am outside of the dream. This is my new mantra: "Memory in the dream. Memory of the dream". The former is an intention to have access to memory in dreams. The latter is an intention to store the memory of the dream so I can access it when I wake up.

      Updated 06-15-2018 at 10:05 PM by 60820

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    10. 8th Day of Spellbee's Spooky Competition

      by , 10-22-2016 at 04:16 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      1st - 3rd day.

      1 non lucid dream.

      I was very busy during those days and at night, I went to bed with the intent of a quality dreamless sleep... So not a great attitude for a lucid dreaming competition...

      4th day: 3 non lucids
      5th day: 4 non lucids
      6th day: 3 non lucids

      I am proud that I was able to have dream recall right after a period of voluntary no dream recall. Perhaps it is because I had little sleep then and this was compensation.

      7th day.

      3 non lucids

      1 lucid: Immigration

      The dream starts with a 18 year old boy rapping about immigration. The background is of the Eiffel Tower and it is flipping independently of him. The message of his rap is that people who come into the country should integrate to the new culture, otherwise they make the city an unpleasant place and the country folk who wanted to move to the city decide not to anymore. Now, I am looking across a street. I see the city. It is beautiful and the royal palace from an era long gone now still stand. The streets are busy with life and a few strong black horses are being ridden. I am with a brother. We are illegal immigrants. My brother leads me in the bushes (lots of tiny branches all crooked and no leaves). I don't understand why we came here if we need to hide and we can't even enjoy the city. Besides there are clear voices further in the bushes, we will be found. We are found. In the leafless forest, the mood is spooky. A third brother sneaks behind the soldiers that arrested us. He runs and jumps through the shrubbery. They know he's there and they run for him. He comes along a large creepy entrance to the ground. Two large wooden doors in a eerie forest. He hides inside but it's just a wide square room with no floor and equally large doors on the other side. He opens them to enter a same room. He is terrified but I am thrilled. Even in the context of the soldiers looking for us, we are free. Besides this is a dream. I abandon the brother, running deeper and deeper into the ground, feeling the freedom, the defiance from society. I enter a final room of the same theme. There are many mechanisms to open a next smaller door. I know because this is a dream, there is no real mechanism but I still push and pull on the levers and look at how they change where the camera is pointing at, a long eared dog.

      I enjoy this dream because in the past, I have had a lot of chase dreams, especially those in which I became lucid. In real life, I have a subtle social phobia, though I am social. I often feel like a stranger. But realizing this, I have been working on how I perceive myself in groups and now I favor the perspective that I belong within the groups that I am with. Since, I have not felt my social phobia and I have not been chased in dreams. This was the first chase dream since and what I notice is that I was not alone in running away. I had brothers and even before becoming lucid, despite the spooky theme, I felt free and exhilaration. This is quite a new and refreshing experience.

      8th day.

      3 non lucids

      1st lucid: No violence

      I am walking outside a school hallway. Though I just came from a University, this hallway is for elementary students. A small boy is very excited to talk to me. As we leave, a little girl is sad because she thought I would talk to her. I encourage for her to come with us outside and she does happily. The kids are talking to me just outside in the courtyard. But then a man with a long metal chain wants to whip at the kids face. I protest against that. Behind us, another man comes. He wants to beat up the bad guy. I also protest against that. Because of my protesting, the bad guy wins over the good guy. In the battle, I did tell the kids to run back into the school which they did. Now, it's just the two men and I, and the good guy is down. The bad guy turns toward me ready to whip me in the face. I don't want this. I swim up as I do in this type of event. This is a dream; I recognize my swimming up behavior which is a characteristic of how I act in dreams to flee danger. I come back down and visualize little friendly flame people in front of the bad guy and he disappears behind the new image, though I completely destroyed the vividness of this dream. Where did I get the inspiration for the flame people, well, I just copied an image I saw on the side of the dream. Copy Paste is useful. No, it's not plagiarism!

      These two dreams are separated by one of my non lucids, with a better mood.

      2nd lucid: Of Robot and Men

      I am in hallway I know I am in a dream so I just want to explore. A friend and I enter a room. He goes and explores on the right but I look at a table with three masks. A man further in the room, out of sight, sends a headless/faceless robot in. The dream insinuates that they are bad. I don't care and don't follow that story. The "bad" robot wants to choose a face and I pick one up for him from the table. I watch him place it on his neck structure. I follow it back to the controlling man. The "bad" man is big (in the sense of fat but he wears it well) and he has a beard. He gives me a 3D puzzle of a DNA molecule with many pieces and they don't hold. I struggle to keep it intact. This is a dream, if I need it, I can rebuild it anytime so I just drop it into non-existence and follow the man and his robot. We are following a path in the woods and I am in awe with the vividness. Even, I look at the man. He emanates leadership and I feel a desire to serve him. This strong feeling passes after a little bit and we reach a beach. The dream now becomes narrative and explains that I and another girl were found by this man in the ocean and everything about him was creepy (parts of his body were sea animal parts) and he would have killed us if another boat man hadn't stopped to chat us up. This part of the dream is cartoonish.

      Again, tonight, I think it is worth noting for me, that though there are antagonists, the conflict isn't of "me against the world, or me against a conspiracy". Rather, I always have people at my side, a "good guy" appears in both dreams, I am accompanied by friends, and I actually deal well with the threat, emotionally that is.

      Now, I feel like interpretating some elements of the dream (though I don't believe in this). I like the idea that the DNA molecules represents my identity and that I didn't even care to struggle keeping it in place, that if I needed it, I could just get it whenever. Also, it is worth mentioning that in these lucids, I had no real life memories. Before going to bed, I had the intention of meeting up with Dream Pirate (a dream character from a dream long past) and be part of his crew. I could imagine that this big bearded man was the Dream Pirate (as the dream then describes him as a terrible man which roams the sea with sea animals for body parts). My intense desire to serve him could be my dream goal intention to serve the Dream Pirate on his ship. Intriguing. This was my first experience of feeling the desire to serve someone.

      A last remark is how different my lucid dreams feel from the lucid dreams I had before. Before, my lucid dreams were characterized by: a shocking realization that I was dreaming, the breaking down of the dream, being chased or punished for lucid dreaming, gluttony and lust. And also vividness and awe. Now, the realization that I am lucid dreaming is very subtle, I simply follow the dream and the dream doesn't break up and no one confronts me. I still have moments of awe. But I have not been glutinous or lustful of recent. Something that is more apparent is how I manage my emotions. Any stress that arise, I calm down. I think the reason there is a big contrast between the earlier shocking realization that I am lucid dreaming and the newer subtle realization that I am dreaming is that my intent before I go asleep has changed. I no longer intend to "lucid dream", I intend to "be aware during my dream". In the dream, instead of getting all emotional that I succeeded to lucid dream and act like in a lucid dream, I act like in a dream and deal with my emotions and actions. There is no difference in the essence of a non lucid dream and the lucid dream, they are both a dream. The difference is my awareness. I would say my new lucid dreams are so different then before that I didn't even plan to count them as lucids at first, but realizing that they are lucid dreams, I think, will help me greatly on my path of mastering dreaming.

      Updated 10-22-2016 at 09:45 PM by 60820

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    11. Spellbee2ís Summer Competition Day 8 - Down a ski hill

      by , 08-07-2016 at 02:39 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 8 (16/08/07)

      Non-Lucid Dream 1
      I am climbing around on a structure looking at the weird animals below such as a lama with ostrich feet.

      Non-Lucid Dream 2
      A group of rebels and I extract a mineral from an asteroid up above a mountain beside our invaded village. We then run down a ski slope while hiding from the many guards. Down in the village, I find a house to hide in.

      Non-Lucid Dream 3
      Simply doing my job but in a nonsensical way.

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      3 non lucid dreams: 3 point
      Total: 3 points

      Updated 08-12-2016 at 12:37 PM by 60820

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    12. Spellbee2ís Summer Competition Day 7 - Migration of Human and Apes

      by , 08-06-2016 at 05:36 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 7 (16/08/06)

      Non-Lucid Dream 1
      I am standing in a river and I look at an ape jump into the pool. Behind me, a long row of humans are marching in the river and into the horizon. The ape struggles in the water and begins to drown so I pick him up. There is now a line of apes joining into the march as well. A blond woman starts laughing at the ape I saved for thinking he could swim (everyone else is walking). The ape is angry and wants to prove that he can swim. I try to tell him it is not worth it but he is stubborn. I follow him. Our line of humans and apes is now marching in the middle of the sea, no land can be seen in any direction. I swimming ape is struggling and we are moving further and further back in the line. I tell myself stubbornness will kill the ape and I should abandon him now if I want to keep up with the group and survive. But I am now holding onto his body to help him and we are now far behind the line. They soon disappear in the horizon of the sea and we are alone in the world. But we continue at our slow pace. We then arrive at a beach where the humans and apes are resting. I am relieved that we could catch up to them. There is an argument as we notice that we have been at this beach before and the Counselor the King sent with us is making us go in circles. I comment that if this goes on, the group will eventually walk into me and the stubborn ape. How funny would that be! The group laughs. We are now in the room and a deal has been done with the King's counselor (he looks evil, and wears clothes like Jafar from Aladdin minus the hat). Our leader is very happy because he planned a trap for the counscelor. Everyone leaves the room except the counselor, another man who owns the room now looking into a dresser and myself. I realize both him and I are wizards. We could put an end to this right now. I turn to the counscelor and see his earrings so I say "Earnings become snakes" trying to visualize his earrings becoming snakes so that they can choke and bite him. I feel very much like I would were I lucid and trying to do dream control. He looks at me calmly while I focus on the earring but nothing happens. He has a calm laugh and then twerks his head a little bit allowing a hidden earring to fall down into view. It's an earring in the shape of a snake. It is insinuated that because he already had a snake earring, my spell did not work. He then grabs me and tickles my neck vigorously and a snake bursts out of it waking me up in a startle.

      Non-Lucid Dream 2
      Everyone in a big room has their hands on their neighbors shoulders and everyone sorts of circles their body like they do in Avatar. I flirt with a girl but then she becomes creepy and knocks out friends that tell her to stop and she then knocks me out with a sphere to kidnap me.

      Non-Lucid Dream 3
      Inside a wooden cottage. Family is around. I go up to the second floor where I find a library and look at some books.

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      3 non lucid dreams: 3 point
      Total: 3 points
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    13. Spellbee2ís Summer Competition Day 6 - Beautiful Abyss of Sleepy Darkness

      by , 08-06-2016 at 02:45 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 6 (16/08/05)

      False advertising. No dreams tonight. Journaling break!
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    14. Spellbee2ís Summer Competition Day 5 - Games and Fits

      by , 08-04-2016 at 12:43 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 5 (16/08/04)

      Non-Lucid Dream fragment 1
      Thinking, my room is clean, hotels should vacuum.

      Non-Lucid Dream fragment 2
      Leaving home to walk outside. The difference from real life are bouquet of long tall stalks with pink flowers on top.

      Non-Lucid Dream fragment 3
      I was looking into a 3D game. I had to make a character travel through levels which allowed it to get an updated room in a pyramid-like castle.

      Non-Lucid Dream 1
      I am at work but with different people. Someone asks me what I do specifically and give a really good explanation to waking life standards. Then, our bosses have a conference where they say our ideas have been dormant for too long and people are catching up. We need to do something to keep the credit of our ideas. They are all old and at some time they start to say things like "always listen to Regina!" and "Regina is my Jesus." I follow the woman that was the main speaker and we have a discussion. Meanwhile, I wonder if it would be worth it to be a spy and give their ideas to the competition but I don't think so.

      Non-Lucid Dream 2
      I am looking for something with someone. There is a hallway where the ground is a path in the grass. Shoes are aligned on the side. When I find mine, the top flappy part of the shoe below the laces is missing. It's the same with all the other shoes. It was the security guy that did it when he was vacuuming the premises after hours. I enter the room with grass floor and unhook 3 crosses from the wall in a fit of rage that he would think he could destroy everyone's shoes. While unhooking the crosses, I wonder if there is any more seriousness to my act because they are religious ornaments. I then look around to see if there is a camera, not expecting it because this is not a high end place. But there is one on the ceiling. I get over it and leave. Someone presents me to their friend down a flight of stairs.

      Non-Lucid Dream 3
      This dream starts with people at a beach swimming until two girls start showing off their synchronized swimming skills. Then, it is a two floor swimming pool room, and from a second floor, I need to maneuver between a 3D platform parcour avoiding synchronized swimmers.

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      3 non lucid dream fragments: 1.5 point
      3 non lucid dreams: 3 point
      Total: 4.5 point
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    15. Spellbee2ís Summer Competition Day 5 - Wandering

      by , 08-03-2016 at 12:44 PM (A Nocturnal Opus)
      Day 5 (16/08/03)

      Non-Lucid Dream 1
      Involves people and I running around a building to witness some event and then run away not to be caught. Level 0 Lucidity happens where I use teleportation to appear further down the hallway and escape easily. A small boy arrives to a big crowd gathered around a hotel room. The boy circles to the side into a restaurant and comes into the bedroom through that side. Inside there are police officers arresting a couple for trying to give a cursed box to someone. They warn that if they are stopped from giving the box, something terrible will happen, and that they did not choose this.

      Non-Lucid Dream 2
      Walking the streets of a dark city with family and relatives. Two old senile women drive tiny purple egg-shaped cars. They can't drive properly and cause lots of road rage. Everyone from my group goes motorcycling but I don't go because I don't have a permit. Instead I think I fly and climb down a crane's rope into a dumpster.

      Non-Lucid Dream 3
      A coworker brings me to have lunch somewhere a walk away from work but they only serve desert, so I grab a shirt I left in the ice cream dispenser and decide not to order anything.

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      3 non lucid dreams: 3 point
      Total: 3 points

      Updated 08-06-2016 at 05:37 PM by 60820

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