Again, I really suck at keeping a dream journal because I either always startle awake and lose most of the dream, or I'm just lazy and don't write anything down. But this dream has stuck with me for like two months now and I want to share it, mainly hoping someone might have some insight? Opinions? I dunno. It just freaked me out. I don't remember much because I woke up so terrified I was on the verge of crying. What I do remember, though, is an overwhelming feeling of hopelessness. I'm at my boyfriends house, and we're having a normal day. Watching the game and folding laundry. I remember he's sitting across from me, and he checks the time. He makes this face like, 'huh, that time already', and he stands up. He shuts off the TV, and for a while he just stands still. I'm staring up at him perplexed because we never shut off the game. Ever. And he just turns and walks towards his room and motions for me to follow. "What's going on?" I ask him as I come around the corner, and I freeze. He's standing by his bed holding his shotgun, and he looks almost apologetic. "We need to kill ourselves today, remember?" I just stare at him. He's so calm, and I'm being calm, but again terror is flooding me and I begin to internally panic. "What do you mean? I don't want to kill myself!" And I remember having a distinct fear of dying. I am terrified to die. This is very, very interesting for me, because IRL death doesn't scare me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not suicidal or anything, but the thought of death intrigues me and fascinates me, and never in my life have I EVER been afraid of dying. Ever. It's not a fear for me. The few times I've been in actual life-or-death situations my literal inner monologue was 'huh. well, whatever happens, happens.' So for me to have a fear towards death was so perplexing enough it actually snapped me into lucidity immediately. But the weird thing was, even being lucid, I wasn't able to staunch the paralyzing fear of dying. Even though I knew that I was dreaming and I knew I shouldn't be afraid of death because I normally am not, I couldn't it. So at this point my boyfriend has his shotgun and he sits on the bed. There's a bit in between I don't recall, but the overwhelming fear of dying is constant. I remember sitting on the bed, and he hands me the shotgun. "Go first. Kill yourself and I'll be right behind you." I had an overwhelming urge to run. Up until I was lucid, committing suicide had been the goal of my dream self. And now that I was lucid and I wanted to live, I couldn't change the outcome of the dream. I remember holding the shotgun and crying because I was so scared to die. When I woke up, I was crying. It took me almost an hour to calm down, and when I did, I couldn't shake the fear of death. Once I woke up the next morning the fear itself was gone, but the feeling of that dream followed me all day.
10.6.15 Sleeping from 2pm - 7pm Then nap on sofa with TV from 8 - 9:40 then 10:40pm Had a short lucid in between 8-9:40 I forgot how I realized I'm dreaming, but I think I saw my room, only it wasn't my room and I got up from the bed. I tried to think real quick about what to do but can't think of anything. I come to and quickly make a plan to visit that beautiful saphire ocean from last dream. I immediatelly start hearing movie commercial with male voice saying something like "see this new movie..." and a picture of a shoreline with ocean appeared. I was satisfied that my subC knows what to do next time. My next dream, I opened the window and told everybody "im going for a fly". Got dressed but had to change pants and stuff, so it took a while to get out. Then I wanted to fly to tallest thing in the town. I ruled out the church tower coz reasons and next tallest was the hospital building. I knew I have to start on low things and jump/fly to higher and higher. So I started doing that. There was a building with one huge room that was like a museum and was flying from one display on the wall to next. Another room was an excercise course for soldiers, up in the air, with log bridges and typical army stuff. When I got to the end of the room, i was again at normal level with other people, not higher at all. I thought to myself that next time I have to make a better plan.
I just woke up from this one. It started out at the property of my old elementary school, I remember seeing the principal outside near the building and then I quickly turned a corner to avoid him. It was apparent that I was not allowed to be there, and I was avoiding being caught. I ended up sneaking into one of the buildings and going up a narrow stairway and opening a door to the stands of an immense stadium, there were kids on the seats and from what I could see, there were also kids on the grass below, competing in something. I don't think I can stress enough just how huge the stadium itself was. Seriously, the place was massive. I met an old friend of mine, Johnny, except he was only like 10 years old for some strange reason. Anyway, a bunch of the kids in the seats started throwing a ball around and kept trying to hit me with it, so I left. Johnny followed me, and I kept reminding him to stay quiet because I wasn't even allowed to be at the school apparently. We were sneaking around various areas of the outside part of the school. There was one point where I thought he got noticed because he just said "Run" and ran ahead into some bushes. I guess we weren't caught though? We kept moving forward into a forest area, which eventually somehow formed into a dark room with shelves in the middle. There was a fox in it for some reason, and I remember petting it. Johnny found a fox too, and we had them sitting together in a basket before I heard my mom's voice from outside, and she said something like "I wish they'd have me here (volunteer teacher probably) when my son isn't here on Friday, when he's at FESS." So... I was supposed to be there? No... The bell rang signaling the end of the day, so I picked up a fox, and went outside to show her. Only when I went to show her the fox, it ended up being one of the cats that we left behind at our old house a few years ago in real life, Silver. We were both surprised that it was him, and so she gave him some food to eat, and I'm not sure what happened after that.
I just woke up from a lucid dream so the dream is still fresh on my mind.. Lately without any reason I'll just have a lucid dream, sometimes two in a night. This is probably the 5th night it's happened, even though this time it was from a nap. I know some people find it difficult to fly, but I've flown every time I've dreamed now. What I can't seem to do is stay lucid for longer than a couple minutes. For whatever reason the first thing I want to do every single time I'm lucid is have sex. I get to the point where I'm about to have sex with someone and then I wake up every time. While in the dream I wish the person could talk and I wasn't just forcing myself on the person... Do I wake up because I am essentially raping a dream character?? I clearly know this is in my mind, I mean I can fly. This is the very short version of what happened in my dream. I realized I was dreaming, walked into my house and was wanting immediately to have sex. I look around and it was all family members so I walked outside frustrated. Then I flew up in the air and back down again,and then I was outside of a pool. There was an attractive girl in a that I started kissing and then the next thing I know BAM I'm awake. I had never seen this girl but she was wearing a green bikini (my favorite color) and she had blonde hair (my hair preference). Do you have any advice on what to do? I either want to go ahead and have sex, since that's what my mind goes to every time or figure out a way to not have that happen.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1 - Spoilt rich girl I'm more of a side character in this dream, where I'm trying to get the assistance of this rich girl but I didn't succeed. The task was something along the lines of cooking for her in order to make her accept you. So a group of my friends who were a team of girls that specialized in cooking decided to do it. The rich girl kept requesting these insanely extravagant meals which pissed off the girl team who demanded that she understands that while she's eating giant chocolate marshmallow fish, there are people out there starving. Dream 2 - Chased by a dragon I'm in my parents house in the downstairs basement. It seems a bit different, there are three rooms and I'm in the middle room which connects to the other two by a door on either side of the room. I'm trying to plug in a charger to charge my iPhone which is proving extremely tedious. I've connected a whole bunch of extension cables and adapters and climbed to the top of a tall book shelf in the corner of the room in order to plug it in to the wall socket (which is above the shelf for some reason). The charger cord is about 2 metres long and looks really mismatched due to the extension cables. I remember that this also used to be my older brothers stuff. To the left a door opens from the first room and a powerful orange dragon appears (orange is apparently a high rank in this dream - btw the dragons are pretty stupid looking and they stand at human height with short stubby wings). It walks in and causes a ruckus, knocking out the charger from the wall socket which took so much effort to plug in . I killed the douche dragon and absorbed him, gaining his strength. I start climbing up the shelf and plug in the charger once more... Another orange dragon then walks into the room but I decide to hide my presence. It continues to walk across the room and opens the door on the other side leading to the 3rd room. *phew* I'm safe, I thought to myself. Now another dragon walks in from the 1st room, this time it was a brown dragon which is extremely weak. I jump down from the shelf and kill it quickly. I then grab its body and take it with me into the 3rd room and hurl the body at the orange dragon. I don't know why I did this but it got pissed off at me and started chasing me around the room. I dodge around it and have a distinct feeling that I can't beat it. I run into the next room and shut the door behind me, then hide behind the door when the dragon opens it. It wanders into the room and I leap out and run back into the room I just came from. It sees me just as I duck into the room and grabs me but I manage to shake it off and shut the door in its face . This kind of thing continues for a while in a panicky-state until I wake up.
Lucid Status: Wasn't Lucid Strangeness Level: 3 Summary: Spent the entire dream trying to find the exit of a store. Before falling asleep I tried my first WILD attempt, but I kept waking up right when I started to feel noise. I kept trying over and over again, but I still don't remember how I fell asleep. What I first remember is finding myself in a sort of large supercenter-type store. (Think Costco or Sam's Club). I was in front of a shelf with a lot of different types of soda. I don't remember how I got here or why I was here in the first place, but after coming to I decided to leave the store instead. I started to leave the isle, hoping to find a larger main isle. As I was walking through, I noticed that the soda was priced at very expensive prices. ($200 for a 12 pack of soda). I wondered why the soda was so expensive, but I just concluded that maybe it was a typographical error. However, looking at other products I saw that they were in the hundreds. I also observed people shopping with carts full of overpriced product and wondered how they could afford all that stuff. I continued to look for the exit, but I kept bumping into dead-ends and going back where I came from didn't help because the entire store changed when I turned around. I saw a dream character wearing a store associate uniform and asked where the exit was. He said he didn't know and that he hasn't seen it in a long time. I found this quite alarming, so I had a bigger want of exiting the store, and it seems the more I looked around, there were more product. I remember the power going out before I woke up.
6 October 2015 Chapter 1: The Arcade I was at an arcade restaurant reminiscent of Dave and Busters. I really don’t remember much about the restaurant itself outside the fact that it was huge and had a lot to it. I vaguely remember speaking to a waitress there. She was older, tall, had a brown beehive hairdo and wore heavy makeup. She was also slightly overweight. By the way she was dressed she looked more suited for a truck stop restaurant than a fancy-ish arcade place but whatever. I don’t remember what we talked about but I don’t think that I placed any orders. I went to the Elevator and went up to the second floor. When I first stepped in I only had the option of moving to the second floor which is why I was surprised when I saw that there was a third and fourth floor. There was a balcony that gave me a view of all three floors. I can’t really describe all too well how they were laid out but I remember that it was really cool. I saw a young kid playing basket ball but the goal had no hoop, it was only a clear back board. I wondered how the third and fourth floors could be accessed when some kid dropped a pair of broken headphones by my feet. I saw the kid run away up a flight of stairs to the third floor. Now knowing how to access the two upper floors I ran up the steps with the broken headphones. I do not remember much about the third floor aside from the fact that the floor was carpeted. The kid was not there so I proceeded up a flight of stairs to the fourth floor where I saw the kid hiding behind a billiards table. I remember trying to offer the kid his headphones back but he seemed very afraid of me. He was afraid that I was mad at him because I thought that he threw the headphones at me but I assured him that I understood that it was only an accident. Funny thing is, the kid looked like a younger version of myself. I walked into an elevator that was on the third floor. There I saw five buttons which told me that there was a fifth floor that I have yet to see. At some point a man and his girlfriend came onto the elevator. He was tall, Caucasian, had curly hair and a light beard. He wore a green thick jacket and denim jeans. She was blond, curvy, I don’t remember much else about her appearance. Now the elevator was very old and run down. The inside was plastered with graffiti. It was nice graffiti, I could tell the graffiti artists put a lot of work into it, but it was graffiti nonetheless. The couple and I spoke and we kind of hit it off. Now unfortunately the elevator was rough going down and the man and I nervously joked about how sketchy the elevator was. The woman seemed to have no feelings about it. The elevator began to increase in speed as it went down and I seriously began to wonder it was eventually going to snap. I knew that this building was not that tall but it seemed to take forever going down. The man and I were relieved when the elevator finally reached the bottom, however, it went down so hard that the man and I were forced onto our backs. The woman was standing at the elevator entrance jokingly shaking her head. Chapter 2: Meet Jensen Next thing I knew I was creating some sort of sentient exo-skin that was desperate for an endoskeleton to wrap itself around. It found an endoskeleton and had the appearance of an android like sir unit from “Invader Zim.” I do not remember what exactly happened thereafter but sometime later I was in a room at the arcade making another one of those things. This one was to be a newer version. I made this one by mixing some stuff in a bowl. The exo-skin began to take form and move about the room lamenting about how it had no form and no purpose. It sounded like that giant robot from “Courage the Cowardly Dog.” Soon an Irkan soldier came in with an endoskeleton for the exo-skin to attach to. What I found odd was the fact that the endoskeleton was equipped with an artificial brain. Why would this thing need an artificial brain when it is clearly already sapient on its own? So the exo-skin wrapped itself around the endoskeleton and once again it assumed the form of some sort android sir unit. At some point before I learned that I was making this thing for the Irkan Armada so it was no surprise to me when the android thing was called into battle. The Irkans named the android “Jensen.” I was then view everything from Jensen’s point of view. I think I was consciously acting as Jensen. The Irkans had taken over the restaurant and were now under attack by their enemies and desperately needed help. It was weird. I was in complete control as Jensen and I knew that I was fighting for the wrong side. After all the Irkans were not a good people. They were out to take over the universe and somehow taking over this restaurant was a milestone for that goal. I knew all of this but I still fought as Jensen the android. Funny thing is, I had a feeling that the enemies were just as bad if not worse. That could be why I was fighting I think I felt that Irk was the lesser of two evils. As Jensen, I bolted down the dark hallway where I saw an Irkan soldier firing his gun around the corridor. I ran past the corridor where I saw Irks leader under attack with his pants down. And who was this leader? John F. Kennedy! He was on the ground wrestling with this guy trying to do him in. I was having so many conflicting thoughts it’s not even funny. I was disappointed to see that a man like Kennedy would be leading the Irkan regime and yet I was anxious to save his life from this man. I knew that the man trying to kill Kennedy was bad, I just knew he had evil intentions, and that if he died it would be a terrible thing. It may make no sense now but when I was Jensen it made perfect sense, I had to fight for the Irkan Armada in spite of their overall intentions, I had to save Kennedy, I knew that the enemies of Irk could not be allowed to win but most importantly, this assassin had to die. I rushed over to Kennedy with a stick in hand with every intention of beating his assassin to death. My first strike missed the assassin and hit Kennedy, I was warned by the Irkan Soldier behind me to be careful not to hit Kennedy. I ditched the stick and decided that it would just be easier to kick the assassin to death so that is just what I did. I kicked him and kicked him as hard as I could until he just sorta…disappeared into oblivion. I exhaled a sigh of relief; the assassin was dead and Kennedy was saved. He got up on his hands and knees; his pants still down and still weak from the struggle. His naked mistress Marilyn Monroe rushed out from somewhere and hovered over him. She was clearly concerned for his well being. As I looked at the nude Monroe and the slightly pantsless Kennedy it became clear that this assassin caught him in a moment of coitus with his mistress. I withheld any expression of disappointment that I had mustered up…it wasn’t my place. I looked out the huge window behind Kennedy and saw what may have been a city skyline during the hours of twilight. It had to be this way. The Irkans were not good people and, clearly, neither was Kennedy. But I knew that the people they were against were worse and in spite of my trepidations I knew that this was for the best. Dale Gribble from “King of the Hill” showed up. He had no armor but he too was holding an Irkan rifle. He began to chant “Jensen! Jensen! Jensen!” and everyone followed suit including Kennedy and Monroe. Every there was grateful for the work I’d done. I guess I would just have to trust that this would work out for the best. Trivia The day before, I had just read the Kennedy had Monroe as a mistress. I am unsure how true that is but it was on my mind as I fell asleep.
Dream - Parents wanted us to take a boat trip last day of our holiday. Waiting for boat to arrive we hang out at crappy outdated amusement park with a basketball shooting game and other stuff. My daughter wants me to get her a lemon drink so I head over to a local shop. There is an old guy in a string vest, a bit hairy but bald and skinny. He tries to charge me extra for the bright yellow drink (like lemonchello, italian drink). I hesitate about buying any, then tell him its over priced. He has to leave the store. I see outside there is a car full of dead guys, killed by the shopkeepers gang. He was mafia or something. I vamoose sharpish to find my daughter.
My cold is getting worse, so my recall is abyssal. I also jumped out of my skin at five in the morning thanks to the minifrige defrosting and dropping a big block of ice, making a noise that sounded like my upstairs neighbour dropping in the middle of the room Going back to sleep after that was interesting to say the least.
NON LUCID *My brother was on his way to go hang out with the boscos and I noticed his were real baggy and old. I suggested that maybe he should change clothes. *Namkhai Norbu was giving a teaching that me and father were watching together. The introduction was very strong and confident.
I am flying an old airplane. All of a sudden I'm not flying anymore and there are a bunch of wild people running around...
I was so exhausted last night... and yet, I was up until past three in the morning. I slept too little and I kept waking up. So I barely remember anything. I basically only remember two fragments: I was in this car thing (which should've made me do a RC, since it's one of my dream signs), going to a protest? When I got there, the protest was actually a festival, and lots of people were happy that Paul McCartney was going to perform there. I'm pretty sure this was still the same dream, but... no idea how they link, so. I was walking around this huge house (huge rooms should probably be another dream sign of mine, considering my latest dreams) and I wanted to hook up with a girl. People were talking about this really ugly guy, who was really nerdy and just awkward as hell. A nice and pretty girl decided to give him a chance and everybody was happy for him, but she didn't seem too happy after they had hooked up. She didn't say anything, but it seemed like it had been fast, bad and kinda gross for her? I think I was gonna hook up with his sister, who was super cool and gorgeous. The thing that makes me angry, though, is that I clearly remember, in another dream, getting lucid right before I woke up.
I dont really remember how but I lost a gallon of milk down a hill which had some workers at an intersection with a lot of other milks and stuff. I ran down to try and find it and they asked what I was looking for and I told them a 2% percent milk that took off down the hill and they said they didn't know but pooled together to help get a new one. I was at an event with families and there were hug mountains, big. There were a bunch of kids running along the top of this ridge and someone commented to me about being young and having tons of energy after I had siad it was amazing how long they had been running. I had the thought that "those look like mountains I see in my dreams" but didnt become lucid
DJ Log: October 6, 2015 – 5:00AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am standing in an elevator and notice that it is not behaving correctly. I push a couple of buttons and they do not light up and the control panels has too many buttons on it. It feels like the elevator has stopped completely but the door will not open. I look at my reflection in the chrome border around the door and see that my face is very distorted. I reach up to do a nose pinch and end up pushing my finger right through my nose. I quickly become lucid and float off the elevator floor, then I push myself through the mirror-like chrome around the door. After passing through the elevator wall, I appear into a large fancy hotel hallway. The carpet is the usual trippy hotel carpet, being mainly reds and purples in color. The walls are covered in flowery wallpaper with a contracting color scheme of yellows and greens. The ceiling has fancy copper tiles on it and large ----- I struggle for a moment to remember the ToTM's and remember something about phasing into a DC. I fly down the hallway, looking at each room in an attempt to find someone. I am scanning each door for an infrared heat signature and find a room with someone in it. I can see a reddish-orange outline of a person standing in the middle of the room. I push myself through the door and fly up to the DC. He stands there rather still, giving me a nervous look, almost knowing that something weird is about to happen. I fly around him a couple more times, then try to push myself inside of him. I get my arms in, then he pulls away from me a bit. I back up a little, then hit him full force, but I end up passing all the way through and coming out the other side. I turn around and more carefully align myself with him and manage to stay inside for a bit longer. It feels kinda warm and squishy while inside - very weird and mildly uncomfortable. I can see that I am standing inside something as there is a slightly opaque layer in front of me. It takes quite a bit of effort to keep myself inside the DC. It's kind of like balancing on top of a ball as even the slightest movement causes me to fall outward. I step out of him and look to see that he has quite a terrified look on his face. I giggle, then fly off and go back out through the door without opening it. I appear in a brightly lit room and before I even have a chance to stabilize, I suddenly wake up.
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Dream on Friday October 2: The railing of the staircase in our home was damaged and entirely fell off. It was too dangerous to go up. So we were living downstairs until was repaired. We called repair. A repair woman came. I asked her to also provide us an estimate of other parts of home where she saw potential for repair. She questioned why we have carpet in living room, and really focused on trying to get us to replace the carpet. October 6: My husband and I had just so enjoyed our one week vacation in this dream that we decided to go on another vacation right away. That's when I realized that I had never asked approval to go on vacation at work nor told anyone where I was going. I tried to use my phone but it would not work. The Home button of my iPhone was barely working at all and I could not find the phone app. At some point my husband and I got separated. I discovered that I had to be very careful because of the witches who wanted to exchange my phone for a blank notebook made out of cloth. They would hand it to me and I would make the exchange willingly because I wanted a working phone (and apparently I had no issue believing that a cloth notebook would be a working phone). Then I would have to track them down to get my phone back. My phone would no longer work as a phone but some of the apps worked including one that changed my husband magically into a crumbly figure made out of a cereal pastry. I found him and held him carefully in order not to break him too much - not breaking at all seemed no t to be possible. I frantically used the phone to change him back and luckily it worked. Sometime in my travels I also traversed a rooftop from one apartment to another. Sometime in this dream I think I had another companion when my husband was not there but I don't have a sense who was with me instead. One time as I was trying to make a phone call with my broken phone it actually worked but by making a random phone call to some phone number from a website. A male voice answered. Instead of just saying wrong number, I explained my situation to him as crazy as it was. He seemed to not find it unbelievable and neither did I. The dream ended with me and my husband fleeing, and I discover that I yet again have been tricked by a witch to exchange my phone for a blank canvas notebook. We have to go back to the hotel. The witch was from the hotel. I am quite sure of that. I don't know why I am so sure, since she tricked me in the street, I did not see where she came from, nor did I recognize her. But sure I was, until I woke up.
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