I did not MILD last night or the night before as I was taking a break. In conclusion, very vivid. I am surprised that I did not RC at any time during that. Especially at the end. Well, there's always tomorrow. 2/14/2016 I was at school talking to someone in the front office. I do not know what, but then I realise that I have to walk to college soon. It’s time to go. I tell them that I might be late and they chuckle. I start to walk out and on my way to college. While walking, someone from school catches up to me and their friend as well. We start to walk wherever we might go. Suddenly, I am not walking to school anymore, but somewhere else. I do not consciously realise this, but I am fine with it apparently. We are now in a wooded area with a road next to us. We are talking about random things. One of the people that I am walking with has a large shotgun. I am not worried because I trust him with it and he knows what he’s doing. I no longer realise that we are no longer on the way to our original destination. He was shooting random things with his gun, along with a bird that we walk by after he shot. We would have to hide the gun everytime that someone went by in a car. So we wouldn’t get caught. At one point I was ahold of the gun and there was a State Trooper ahead and I was worried that we’d get caught. We didn’t but it was close. Then, I realise that I need to turn around to get to college. I tell them and they are cool with it, they will no longer follow me as they are going somewhere unknown to me. I start to run as not to be late and I am now running towards this mass of interstates. I mean like 5, 6-lane interstates, huge. I am now running up this incline that is muddy and I realise that I have 3 knives in my hand. I throw them down farther in the ditch and I slip in the mud and end up with a lot of mud on my hands. I am at this point not thinking about going to college, but I know very unhappy and getting so dirty. There is a State Trooper, Crown Vic sitting there facing the other way as though they might catch someone speeding. I run by them and they ask if I need a ride. I walk up to the drivers door and open saying I don’t want to drive. They ask if I want to drive, but I say no as I might crash it. There are 3 women in the car, all State Troopers. They seem nice and, of course, they are state troopers so they are safe. There is no real exchange as to where I need to go but they start to drive in the opposite direction of traffic. Then, dreamlike magically, the flow of traffic changes so we don’t die. No one is talking accept the driver of the Crown Vic. They are watching traffic for lawbreakers and troublemakers. I was thinking that it would be really cool to be in some form of a chase, and soon enough, there is someone in a small transporting truck that is speeding and driving erratically. The trooper notices it and starts to chase. We weave through traffic as the truck driver realises that he was caught. He speeds astronomically up and gets away from us for a while. We enter a tunnel of some sort and the driver does not seem worried. They know what to do and are calm. We wait for the truck driver to come back out the way, which he does. We chase him back out of the tunnel, now he comes back and we manage to get him. The driver or the other two troopers have not called for backup. So we are alone on this interstate in this dimly lit tunnel with a crazy driver and many people walking around and other cars. It seems as though there is a mall here. We don’t want to hit someone. The driver has now crashed and the driver of our car is out of the car shouting orders at the truck driver. He complies. Then, all of the sudden, he starts to get beaten to a pulp by my driver. Except that my driver is still a good 50 feet away from the truck driver. I am displeased by this and know that it’s not real (RC right now DAMNIT) but I see this guy get killed right there. The job is done. Everyone returns to normal. It ends. No LD’s tonight.
I'm in a rainforest, everything is dark green, from the foilage to the moss-covered trunks, the trees high enough that the sky is reduced to small swatch of grey between the branchs. There are grooves on the ground, incovering dark, red-tinged dirt. The path I'm walking on is narrow, cramped by the flora. It smells cold, like frozen stones and wet dirt. At the end of the path I find a clearing, with a herd of baie horses. There's lots of them, enough that the clearing feels overcrowned, claustrophobic. They aren't big or tall horses; I would call them ponies, but they don't have that king of build. I feel uneasy in the middle of them, nervous and restless. Spoiler for you are what you eat: I still walk in a little deeper in the herd, and I find a foal, that seem to be grazing. I look down and it's not grazing; it's nimbling on a horse leg, the bone at the top gleaming in the gray light, the flesh very red and wet with blood. The foal have sharp, flat teeths, and its tongue makes a grinding sound on the skin of the leg. Its nimbling makes the leg move at the joints, the hoof twitching. Looking around, I an see the dead horse it belongs to, a baie one. It's partially eviscerated, other horses eating off the carcass, ripping pieces of flesh and slowly masticating, big dark eyes waiting. I take a small step back, and suddently I'm surrounded with other horses; they are taller, with a more heavy build; golden palomino, with a bleached blond mane and light gold pelt; event their hooves are light-colored. The one closer to me stomps the ground, and I can feel it shake; the baie horses nicker and steps back, shaking their heads. I can feel the heat radiating from the golden horses, engulfing me. The one closer to me is holding its head at eyes level with me; it's eyes are black, fringed with almost white lashes. I am holding a silver thing that looks like a big spoon or a laddle. I bang it against a nearby trunk; it makes the same kind of sound that the hoof stomping, but mutch deeper, the vibration rippling through me and the clearing. The baie horses step sharply back, shaking their heads and tails as if bothered by flies. I do it again, and they flee. The golden horses flood the clearing, and the light sees to be a little clearer. I'm in a house overlooking the forest, with a woman and her very young daughter. The little girl starts complaining about tummy aches, before blunting out "I'm having twins!" the mother freaks out, but I somehow know that the one having twins is one of the golden mares. It seem to calm down the woman, and get go downstairs. The kitchen is flush with the forest, and there are horses wairing for us. I search the frige and get two apples out, handing the biggest one to the woman. She's nervous, afraid that the mare will chomp her fingers. I show her how to give them the fruit, making my hand nice and flat with the apple in my palm. The horse I'm offering it to take a big bite out of it, chew a little then come back for the rest, its nose soft and velvety. I hear the loud craking sound of the apple being chewed up and there's some crumbs in my hand. I brushes them off and see that the woman managed to give her apple to the other horse just fine. We mash somes medicinals herbs and clay together and looks for the pregnant mare. It turned into a young woman, and her belly is so huge she can't move from the bed she's sitting on. I give her the mix, and she start covering her swollen stomatch with it, sighing in relief. Her skin is so streched I can see her veins running under, and the pulse of the blood in it.
With pals we took a rocket and flewn to a distant planet. We had to wear protective suits as the air was filled with toxic gasses. We went out and moved up a hill, and then we saw enemies - huge, muscular humanoids in the distance. I took out a rifle and started shooting to them. At first I couldn't land a hit, but then I shot one of them, presumably their leader as when it died, others took his body and escaped. We had to go back to rocket, to refill our air tanks.
The frst time for many days I have remembered anything worth writing down. Working long hours which isn't helping, and I'm always in a rush to get ready for work when I get up. It's the weekend now which helps. 1) On a road in the car with one of my children. The car is driving itself it's a tour around a large hill in Yorkshire, some sort of holiday complex. It's a lovely rural road with views over more hills. We passed some buildings and I looked at the map and thought that it should be a cinema but it had been converted to a business, there was a row of houses next to it. Then we came up to a traffic jam, then a junction and for some reason we had to get out of the car. We walked up a hill and there were hundreds of people coming in the opposite direction. 2) I was in a doctor's surgery. I was talking with some old patients in the waiting room. Another doctor called someone in before them but it was their turn and they weren't too bothered. I walked back towards my consulting room. Everything was cosy like a normal house, warm, a nice carpeted corridor, beams on the ceiling, old wooden doors. I met a dog in the corridor and said hello. My bike was leaning against the wall. I was really happy. I opened the door to my consulting room, the dream ended and I woke up.
Updated 02-14-2016 at 09:23 AM by 88643
Morning of February 14, 2016. Sunday. Dream #: 17,954-05. Reading time (optimized): 2 min. In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and I are in a shed that may be a distorted version of our present home’s shed. There is also an unknown male character. A trapdoor spider about four times bigger than a real one is near the doorway. It bites Zsuzsanna on her right knee, but she is soon a young version of the Erin Walton character (played years ago by Mary Beth McDonough), which puzzles my dream self in a way that alters my level of awareness. The man holds her as she cries and sits down and he gives her an injection near her right knee with a hypodermic needle (a very rare dream prop for me), which contains the cure. It seems she will recover. I look in the doorway, and there stands the four-times-bigger trapdoor spider. I eventually understand that the spider is Kali. “She is the mighty aspect of the goddess Durga. The name of Kali means black one and force of time. She is therefore called the Goddess of Time, Change, Power, Creation, Preservation, and Destruction.” (Kali often has four arms and two legs, which makes her an “insect,” not a “spider.”) Zsuzsanna used to play with trapdoor spiders without knowing they were venomous (yet luckily was never bitten). Secondly, I associate Erin Walton with the petting of a deer (relating to a documentary feature about her that I saw years ago as well as the Waltons episode “The Fawn”), which was like a very similar image in a photograph Zsuzsanna sent me before we met of her feeding a deer. Zsuzsanna’s right knee was miraculously healed (even though doctors said it could never be) when we first met and shared meditations. Although there are other layers, two are interesting and fit perfectly. One is a ghost story related to Kali as a demonic living statue (though I no longer have that comic book). On Thursday, February 14th, 1974, I saw “The Waltons” episode “The Ghost Story.” “Strange things are occurring at the Walton home. The family uses a Ouija board to ask questions about the happenings. A small boy staying at the home is to leave to meet his father. Things happen to prevent this.” The original newspaper summary: “John-Boy obtains a ‘spirit board’ which is reputed to foretell the future and to put its interrogators in touch with the psychic world. When the board appears to be delivering mysterious messages, Grandma and Olivia insist that the children stop playing with it.” The trapdoor spider in my dream seems associated with a Ouija board (which is dependent on the use of hands and which is what a spider also represents in some dreams in a negative context), also representing Kali, also representing “messages” in the liminal stages of sleep which have various transpersonal sources. Because my 1971 dream features doorway waking symbolism using Kali, it seems a relevant marker. On one level, it serves as a personal confirmation against so-called psychics, “dream interpreters,” or ideas from questionable sources.
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Morning of February 14, 2016. Sunday. I climb a ladder through a trapdoor above me and into a small dimly-lit room with a number of gears that are presently not moving. I have a hammer (though I do not recall having climbed the ladder with it). The gears seem possibly jammed as well as rusty. Hammering them seems to not only remove some of the rust, but rather than breaking the gears, it seems to somehow add missing pieces (or teeth) back onto them. The gears begin to move, more golden in appearance, the light in the room grows brighter, and I soon wake in mid-swing. This is about as obvious as waking symbolism can get (though subliminally self-initiated rather than with biological RAS activation). A ladder symbolizes rising in consciousness (waking). Using the hammer signifies becoming more aware of the nature of the real physical body (and kinetic energy metaphorically equating to neural energy - as something shaking or vibrating also symbolizes the waking state precursor), and of course gears turning relates to waking and more viably thinking. A room growing brighter also relates to dawning consciousness. Yellow and gold are emergent consciousness indicators (570–590 nm) as in being analogous to sunrise, though orange and red, in that order, increase waking priory.
I was lucid for 30 seconds I tried to stabilize but the dream deteriorated
Hello lucid dreamers, So early this morning, I was attempting a WILD, when suddenly I was transported to a realm where I saw rows and rows of triangle shapes superimposed on squares. Hues of orange and Yellow lines filled the dream space. I tried to move my hands and for the first 20 seconds , it felt pinned down. So I let it go and concentrated on the dream scene ahead of me. I tried to close my eyes and change the dream scene , didn't work. When I got my hands free, I tried to do a reality check. Which was successful but then again I tried to find a door or something so I could go to a more understandable dreamscape. It was then that I lost lucidity. What went wrong? What should I have done ? Any advice would be greatly appreciated thank you in advance.
13/2/16: I really should have gotten lucid from this, talked about how much I had done reality checks and stuff ugh. Ah well shows I am getting closer and closer. Fragment: Eating dinner with my family and grandparents, watching tv, stuff about peas. Dream 1: I was with my family at some sort of theme park. It was inside a large, oldish building with a few smaller attractions along the edge of the wall, however the room was dominated by a huge indoor rollercoaster. I think it was Harry Potter themed. Anyway we all went on it once without any issues, then we went off to have lunch. We decided to go back onto it after lunch as it wasn't bad enough to upset the stomach. This time however the ride started and my little brother's restraint hadn't come down. We shouted and waved to get attention and my brother stood up in his seat dangerously. As we were getting pulled up to the top of the track we got the attention of a ride operator who tried to stop us but we were too far gone and we started rolling down the track. We went whizzing through half the ride before parts of it started coming undone and eventually the whole car flew off the rails and crashed into a wall, the track behind us in tatters. Amazingly, no one was hurt by this, and I remarked to my brother how lucky this was as it was real life and not a dream, even telling him how I had done about 5 reality checks already (I hadn't :/). Having successfully convinced myself this wasn't in fact a dream, we went off and the dream faded. Dream 2: I was in a car with my family as we were trying to find a parking spot in this huge grassy car park. We eventually found one and pulled up next to an old couple getting out of their car. They beckoned us over and asked if we had been to the nearby market before. We said we had once, so they said they didn't then need to tell us about the dangers. I think our car got stolen after that but I'm not sure.
The first dream began with me watching tv at my grandparents house thinking about how I forgot to bring my phone charger. Suddenly grandpa turns off the tv and tells me they're going to sleep. I start waking and suddenly I'm at a camp heading to our cabins to sleep, but then I fall through a rift in the cabin and find myself in a strange green landscape and all around me are these spider robots with electricity streaming along their sides and I'm fighting them. I manage to get back to the cabin and try to explain where I was, but fail to do so. That's when I woke up. When I went back to sleep, I was now playing one of my favorite card games, Sentinels of the Multiverse, but my friends were losing the cards and I was getting frustrated. Then we were in a wasteland fighting a guy overlooking us, and a banner overhead read "Welcome to Canada." In the last dream, I was riding in my mom's car reading a magazine and thinking about how magazines were what people had before websites, and then I looked up as mom was driving into her house and I saw another girl inside gesturing for her to park next to her car. The girl explained that she was a new owner of the house. She was a blonde white girl with a black hoodie over her. Mom and her were arguing over who owned the house when she turned to me and asked me if my mom was always like this and I responded "Yeah. Pretty much." She then said she didn't care about my mom's problem with her and asked me if I wanted to just leave and hang out with her on a cliff that over looks our house. (It doesn't actually exist , but in the dream I remembered exactly how to get there.) As I was walking with her, I did an RC to see if this was really happening and when I could blow air through my pinched nose I was disappointed, but I didn't go lucid because I was too distracted thinking about if this was no different than one of those Japanese Sim date games and I concluded that because I dated girls in real life, I wasn't a loser for having a dream date. Shortly after I forgot it wasn't real and suddenly I was skydiving with her. That's when I woke up.
I took dream leaf again, the alternative method really seems to work for me. Take a red pill the previous night and then the next night (which was last night) take the blue pill right before bed and then dream. I had a series of dreams, some of them repeated but there was something a little different each time so here we go. 1st dream: I hanged out with a childhood friend named Jet and another friend (who I knew in the dream world but not in the real world) we were kid of offroading with a jeep somewhere out in the boonies and it lasting long enough for day to turn to night, around night time I pulled out my phone and explained I wanted to record what we were doing and we came across this large mountain, it was sitll in the distance but it turns out to be a Volcano and it erupted and large amounts of black smoke and very hot stones poured out of it and they kept we kept driving toward it and a very hot rock landed on my stomach and it burned and I said to turn around and we did. We had to do something and take a drug test later the next day but we decided to get really really high anyway (weed people calm down) and so we went for the drug test still very high and there were a lot of people who had to do it but this test was different then normal drug tests we had to sit at a desk and spit into a test tube but not only that we had to put a manikin arm in the tube and it would change colors depending on if we were high or not and also it would inscribe in the arm our names and birthdays. For some reason it enscribed the wrong birthday (my real birthday is Jan 16th 1996, but it said Jan 16th 1949) and trust me, in my dream I was still my young self. The guy next to me was for some reason FaZe Apex and we talked a little bit and my arm started to change colors very fast and it was like neon weird colors and Apex said "this guy is still really high wtf" and it got to a point where everyone was trying to take the test tube away because I was sitting there staring at the changing colors for a long time, I said hold on and I put it down and my dream ended. I had two lucid dreams but neither of them lasted very long, for some reason I would realize I am dreaming but before I could change anything I would wake up in a different dream and the thing that makes it even more weird is I was thinking about lucid dreaming WHILE I WAS DREAMING and I didn't recognize that I was dreaming in most of my dreams. 1st dream repeat: This one was about going offroading again in the open jeep but instead of my childhood friend it was one of my current best friends (lets call him Alex) and the other dude was the same, I didn't know his name but somehow we were friends. We had to run down this large hill to get to the jeep and it turned into a race so what I did was I jumped off part of the cliff instead and I had that suit that can make a person glide down, it had like flying squirl arms and legs and I flew over Alex and I was like "I am winning!" Both of my friends said I was nuts but I pulled the parachute last minute and landed perfectly next to the Jeep. I got in the passenger and Alex got in the back we drove around a lot and as day turned into night I started recording on my phone again, this time there was no Volcano but we got into a clearing in a wooded area and we stopped, at this point I realized I was dreaming and I just said "You know, you guys are my best friends." I didn't get a response because when I turned around they were gone and I was alone by myself and Darkness started to envelope my world and my dream ended. I think the part of me that is so very alone started to kick in once I realized I was dreaming and it took away my friends and said "you don't deserve to be happy, you don't deserve to be with friends." 2nd dream, it was very short, I woke up and I was a kid sitting in a bus with other kids and we were going on a field trip, I talked about my dreams but every other kid was mean and was a bully to me. I didn't let it bother me and I just woke up in a different dream. which was another repeat of dream 1.
Got lost in a big city of old stones and neons light.
So yeah..... lucid dreaming practices is pretty much non existent for me as of now. Nothing special really, I almost never stay with my commitments (a flaw I'm trying to fix). This morning, when I woke up, I was still pretty tired so I tried a whack at WILd'ing, and oh boy was it worth it. I chained up to 7-8 lucid dreams (albeit being rather short)! I'm just lyin' there trying to WILD. One mistake I made throughout the process was trying to calm my heart rate, as I thought it was because of unconscious fear of hypnogogia and it would harm the development. I kept doing this until I finally let up, and there was a loud buzzing in my ears. Everything intensified and I was in the dream. The first dream had me right where I was in waking life. I immediately remembered one of the goals of summoning someone, so I tried calling out for them but at the back of my bed a monstrous arm lifted me up in the air from the back of my shirt. Of course, not being scared I recall saying, "hey! put me down buddy!" This next dream brought me into this school like building. The vividness wasn't bad even without engaging my senses, so I went around to look for some women. I was about to get the attention of one, but another one (who I recognize in waking life) walked by me and I went for her instead. I asked her if she wanted to do something cool, and without even waiting for a response I put my arm around her and strolled her along into, apparently, a mixed washroom. There was a large amount of people there in front of the mirrors just looking at themselves, as well as in the stalls, but I managed to find a free stall to start doin' da thing with her. She somehow disappeared when I went into it though, and the wall to the stall next to mine collapsed to reveal simply a hand stretching out across it. After chaining to about 2-3 more lucid dreams which I can only recall being fuzzy and short, my next dream had me in a grocery store. Contrarily to what I did in the previous ones, I took my time to ground myself and the dream became very vivid. Also, this time I did a good job of not thinking of my sleeping body, keeping me in the dream for longer. I walked around and met a helper and I wanted to ask him where I can find a product, but there was another man next to me asking something else. After he had left, he brought me over to an area where there was a shelf really high up and asked me to bring down two types of chips up there. When I did so, I seemed to have forgotten about him because he wasn't there anymore. The chips wasn't the product I wanted, but eh, whatever. I was about to take a bite when the dream faded and I chained into another dream. I was outside my house when it was around noon. It was really vivid and I wanted to fly to go somewhere else. After failing, I decided to just jump up the rooftops like a ninja instead. I backed up all the way into the neighbour's yard where he was sitting on the front porch, and after a running start I couldn't jump up high enough. I tried again on the neighbour's rooftop where the front yard was sort of like a hill so the ground was closer to the roof, but again I failed. I gave that up and went back to flying, doing a parabolic flight out on the street and flying back down near a car. The dream ended and, you guessed it, I went back into another one. This one brings me into a motorcycle race. There was about 3 racers and I had a motorcycle but wasn't in the race. They left off but one of the racers' motorcycle vanished, and I felt bad for him so I gave him mine. Since the other racers were long off, I gave him a boost by giving him turbospeed by putting fire behind his pair of wheels. I was stepping side to side in front of him to make sure nothing happened to the motorcycle while it was going so fast. He easily passed 1 of the other racers. It's complicated to explain. It didn't feel like the motorcycle was going SUPER fast that the speed I was walking at must have been the same, but it felt like the racers' time were slowed down. Despite it all, his motorcycle eventually caught up to my foot and he swerved to the side to hit a tree. Oops. I teleported to where the last racer was and he kept going to eventually win the race. Going the opposite direction to where he went, a woman on a motorcycle came up and parked right in front of me, right on the street. I walked up to her and simply said, "hey, beautiful," and she was instantly attracted to me. When I approached her, her appearance changed but it didn't really matter to me at the time as she was beautiful either way. Also, my appearance changed as well as I suddenly became buff and tall, as well as probably good-looking. We wanted to have sex so we started taking off our clothes, but it kicked into us that we couldn't do it right in the middle of the street! While still being nearly naked, right to the side of the street we found a hotel so we went right behind it to start. Right before our intercourse, two middle aged men walked up to us and said we can't do it behind here. I suggested that we could just rent a room in the hotel and do it but they responded by saying they don't allow that. I finally gave up and we went back to the street to find somewhere else but the dream faded. A couple of non lucid dreams that I can't recall here as I lost awareness.
I am at Pizza Ranch, filling my plate with food. I then realize that the counter looks suspiciously like the counter in the kitchen at my house. I look up and realize that I AM in my kitchen. I decide to do a RC, so I count my fingers. They seen to flash by my eyes and my right hand has eight fingers on it. I realize I am dreaming. I go out onto my deck and decide to use the rail as a gymnastics beam. It isn't working for me, so I decide to just fly around in the woods behind my house. My sister is there and both of us are flying. There is one point where she starts to fall, but I lift her back up. I decide that I want to fly around in the mountains, so I go on YouTube to get inspiration. At this point I loose lucidity all together. During this dream I was lucid, but not really all that aware.
So last night was different. Usually I don't have dream fragments, I either dream or I don't ( or rather I don't remember it). In any case, last night I drempt about a hallway and I don't remember anything else besides the hallway. It wasn't scary I was just there. Interesting right? Oh well, more hopes for the next night I suppose.
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