Morning of March 10, 2015. Tuesday. There was not much to this dream. I am apparently aboard a small submarine in a fleet of about six. There is another fleet of an equal number of enemy submarines, which are several times bigger than ours. I am also watching the scene from above at times and as if on a large monitor. At the same time there is also a vague awareness of bilocation in the Cubitis living room (but as an additional implied underwater location yet somewhat ambiguous, likely with the submarines scaled down to model size) with the enemy subs heading south and ours heading north. It is interesting how bilocation factors still commonly use my childhood home where I have not been in real life since 1978. Two submarines at a time, small and large, face each other (they are about two larger submarines apart in distance) and fire torpedoes. On the monitor, the torpedoes appear as white stars. Each moves toward the other at the same speed and each submarine is destroyed at the same time. Even though this does not seem to make much sense in afterthought, it seems like the perfect strategy. The scene repeats with all of the submarines except for the one I am supposedly on. (Only briefly do I question why none of the submarines attempted to move from the paths of the torpedoes, although there is the idea that the smaller ones only fired a torpedo because the larger ones did, to make sure the enemy was destroyed, but it also seems like each had time to move out of the way.)
A couple friends from school were over at my house. For some reason our water wasn’t working, so we had to use a litter box. Several of the friends got in an argument about something stupid, and my RA had to break it up once they started shoving. I went outside for some reason, and got in a conversation with some Hugh Laurie and some other British people about the strange quirks in American and British vocabulary. Did a WBTB after 4:45 hours, then stayed up for 30 minutes. I found myself in this white room, and instantly knew I was dreaming. After having a conversation on IRC on why Vi has been acting so strangely to me, and reading some of Hyu's DJ, I decided to change up my approach. Instead of searching for Vi, I was going to go to her. I tried summoning a portal, which in retrospect I've never actually done in a lucid before. I stretched out my hand, pointed my finger at the wall, and kind of drew a circle in the air for a few seconds. Then I grabbed in the air and pulled back, and a blue portal began to stretch out on the wall. I was pretty impressed with myself, since it felt so natural. However, I was hesitant to jump in, since it seemed to extend into complete darkness, and I had no idea where it would lead. I decided instead that I would pull Vi through the portal to me. I reached into the portal with one hand and tried to feel around inside. I felt a few strange things, like plastic toys and wooden blocks, but then I felt a hand grab mine. I knew it was her, so I pulled as hard as I could. She came tumbling out of the portal. I fell to the ground, and she landed fairly close next to me. I looked over to see if she was alright. At first she gave me her usually disapproving look, like "Why do you keep bothering me?" But then I noticed she started to smile a bit, and then started to chuckle and shake her head. We sat there for a minute or so, not really saying or doing anything. It kinda felt awkward for me, but I didn't really have anything to say. I woke up to my mom yelling at me, something about "the longest nap she's ever seen." I figured she meant my WBTB, so I told her that I just got up to go to the bathroom, I wasn't actually planning on fully getting up. She continued to berate me, since I had a haircut appointment at noon and it was already 1:45pm. I got up with a start and rushed downstairs. However, when I got to the bottom step, I remembered that being late is one of my dream signs, and maybe I was still asleep. I did a quick nose plug, and sure enough, I was still dreaming. Given this lucky second chance, I decided to try the portal again. I drew the portal again, but this time it took me a little while longer before it worked. A nice round orange portal appeared (nice video game reference there, subcon...). This time, I could see a dark purple fog inside. I ran towards it and jumped in, but (or should I say butt) I got stuck halfway. I didn't make the portal large enough, so my hips got stuck in the entrance. Before I could start self-loathing for how fat my subconscious thinks I am, the portal started to close slowly, pushing inward on my stomach. It wasn't painful, but it was definitely uncomfortable. I tried to wiggle my way through, and even had considered leaving my legs behind and growing new ones. But then a hand reached out and grabbed me, pulling my whole body into the portal. However, the dream destabilized. I felt my body in bed, but I realized quickly enough that I was able to DEILD. I tried to imagine the white room I started in. Sure enough, I found myself back in the white room, although now there were more white rooms attached to it. It was fairly dark, but in each room was a different piece of furniture that emanated a very bright colored light. They almost worked like glow sticks, illuminating a small part of each room with enough light to make my way through. It was a neat effect, and almost felt like Mirror's Edge, where the inside of each building has the same white walls but with a different accent color. I knew Vi was nearby, so I looked around the building for her. I came across two elevators, so I pressed the button between them. The right doors opened, but instead of an elevator, there was a hallway with a metal garage door partially open on the other side. It looked like it led outside, so I decided to search somewhere else. I started to walk away, but suddenly I heard the footsteps of two guards coming towards me. I ran back to the elevator and opened it, and then ran down the hallway. I slid under the gap in the door (you know, just in case you were doubting this dream was Mirror’s Edge-related) and then continued into this new hallway, where crates and cardboard boxes were stacked on each side. I slowed down a bit, as I was sure I had given them the slip, but then a siren went off. “Intruder Alert in Sector 5. Commence lockdown.” That can’t be good. I turned the corner to this area that had more large crates stacked up everywhere. It looked like a giant warehouse, so big that it looked like the outside world, but I could see the walls way off in the distance. There were people running around everywhere in this area. I wanted to make a break for it, but I had a better idea. I came out of hiding and started shouting at everyone. “Come on, you heard the voice! Lock this place down! I don’t want this intruder escaping!” Amazingly, in the confusion, all of them heeded my orders and took off to their stations. Once I had an opening, I ran off in search of an exit before they locked them all on me. I hid behind some boxes for a bit, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Vi shushing me. She waved for me to follow her, so I did. She made each turn through the maze of crates and boxes like she knew what she was doing, so I followed her without asking any questions. We finally made it to a fence on the outskirts of the warehouse, and quickly jumped over it. There was a nearby shed, so we both went into it. Vi locked the door after we made it inside, and then turned around and gave me a high five. “You’re starting to get this whole stealth thing down, I think.” “Thanks, I guess.” She smiled, and for the first time I felt like I did something right around her. At this point, I kind of felt a desire to get freaky with her, but I decided against it, since this was the first time she had been cooperative, and I didn't want to ruin it. I figured I better take advantage of her current mood. “So tell me about yourself.” She started saying something, but it was so fast I couldn’t understand it. And she just kept talking. I was somewhat amazed that this was the same DC who two weeks earlier gave me one word answers and judgmental glares, and now she was talking at 200 mph, expecting me to keep up. I probably could’ve, but I was also distracted by the fact that she was kind of floating in the air. While I was sitting on the corner of a table, her body was reclined, almost like she was seated in an invisible dentist’s chair. I kind of just stared at her as she kept talking, and as a result the dream started to destabilize, so I rubbed my hands together. She noticed, and stopped talking. "Maybe we should go out. I know where we can get some treats." We walked out the door. The dream seemed stable again, so I asked one more question. "So what exactly is a dream guide?" I don't remember exactly what she said, but she mentioned something about an "all-seeing eye" and a "tree of life". At this point, it felt less like she was being cryptic and more like she was just screwing with me now. She then took off with a running start and parkoured over the fence. I did the same, although I scraped my arm on the way over. She kept running, and I tried to keep up with her until I woke up.
Updated 03-10-2015 at 06:00 AM by 63804
#420 - DILD - 5:27AM I was experimenting with meditation pre-bed and after a brief awakening. This dream is the after effect. Sadly, lucidity was short, but the non lucid part was just as interesting. I am late for work and I get there just before lunch break. There is some sort of potluck in the break room and I go ahead and help myself to a plate. My old boss is there and she is mad that I got into the food already, but I don't pay her much attention. I recall eating some brisket, corn and (I think) mashed potatoes. After I eat I am at the smoker tables outside talking about the meal. I find out that I was supposed to pay $2 for a plate and some people are irritated about it. I tell them I will pay the $2 later. Bethany asks how I like the brisket. She says it was made by her family and has been smoking for a whole year. She adds that when customers ask to have something smoked, they put the brisket back in. I say, "Wow! A whole year? Funny... it didn't taste smoked." I thought I should have looked for the barbeque sauce. I am going into the bathroom. The entryway is long and maze-like. I quickly see that the bathroom is now co-ed. I remember how I joked about this. I feel odd walking up to a urinal as ladies come out of stalls. The urinal is very strange. There is an extra back wall with partition in the middle of a watery toilet bowl hole in the floor. It appears that this is a shared urinal. I pee getting it mostly on the floor. I have a thought that this seems a lot like one of my dream signs; strange bathrooms. Before I can think too much about this, I am distracted by the feel of my right foot touching bare on cold moist tile. I quickly pick it up and rest it on my other foot that has a shoe. I am really worried about getting floor pee on my foot and I try to forget the fact that it's actually too late. I focus back on my peeing and see there is now a realistically colored, plastic penis sticking up out of the water. This really freaks me out and I decide I am done peeing. Billy walks up to the other side of the urinal and I think to make a joke about the plastic penis, but I feel this is all too awkward. I wash my hands and step out of the restroom. I am now in what looks like a really awesome cafeteria. I wonder when they remodeled and someone says it only took one day. I remark on this and the man seems to think I was scoffing. I assure him that I was just impressed by how fast they put all of this together. I see some pop machines and an intricate snack bar with the Pizza Hut logo. I say something to the man working the snack bar in Pizza Hut uniform and then pass by a salad bar. I look down the long room and see lots of tables and booths full of people. I turn right and see more vending machines and a strange public shower thing like at the beach. There is a sign that reads, "Warm your feet." My feet do feel cold, so I put my bare foot in the water. It's nice and warm, but I am getting totally wet from the over-spray, so I leave. I back up and see a hallway down to the right of all the people seated at restaurant booths. In the hallway is a large, bald, white man with a basketball. He looks pretty fierce and is staring me down has he bounces the ball. I try to ignore the man and intend to walk past him, but I am distracted by the many over-head dryers blowing warm air on me. It feels really nice and warm and I'm much dryer now. There is some slight memory gap or glitch and I am in the same hallway, but I am trying to get into a large slit in a wall. It's tight and I have to pull myself up a bit, but the strain of my muscles feels nice and I have lots of strength. However, I start to feel claustrophobic, so I pause. The bald man starts screaming at me, "Run! Get through! Scream like it's the Apocalypse!." I give a huge effort and I am suddenly past the opening in a very small triangular attic. I see that I have removed some metal plate from where the large slit in the wall was and I drop the screws that are in my hand. There are more openings ahead and to either side of me that look even more tight. The feeling of claustrophobia grips me again, but now something finally clicks and I realize this is all just a dream. I feel relief from my discomfort and tell myself that no opening is too small in a dream. All fear leaves me as I squeeze myself through a very small hole. I get caught at the waist, but I relax and let myself pour out like liquid. I am outside, several stories high and I jump down. The feeling of falling grips my stomach so tight that my whole body tenses up and I grunt a bit. I smile at the illusionary dream sensation as I gently touch my feet to the grass on the ground. It's a bright, sunny day and as I look at my hands, I marvel that I am completely immersed in an environment that's generated in my own mind power. I look up and see I am outside of my workplace. I am on the south east side where there are no entry ways. I recall being really impressed with the oddities inside and want to work my way back in. I try to take a step forward, but I am surprised that my feet have zero traction. I begin to loose my sense of gravity and the dream starts to collapse. I incorrectly assume that I am waking up and forget to try stabilization. I lose lucidity and have a short segment where I see the crazy bald man back inside the hallway with the dude from the cafeteria. Baldy forcefully kisses the other guy who seems disgusted and pulls away. He starts to storm off, but pauses and rushes back to return the kiss. Thankfully, I wake up at this point. This dream may have been partially inspired by The Internship with Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson.
Updated 03-10-2015 at 03:54 AM by 5967
11-17-2014 I'm in a room with Christmas balls and I somehow think, "I'm dreaming", (I'm not sure why) I point to one of the balls and I think, "up the wall", and the ball moves UP THE WALL! Then I remember the finger RC so I make my index finger grow. It was so cool. Then, I think I flew but can't remember details after that. So excited though! (I'm a newbie). Several weeks after this dream, I read the finger RC where you pull on your finger. What's interesting is I didn't realize you were supposed to pull on your finger which totally proves, if you think it, it happens without having to take any action.
MILD: Behind the technique MILD refers as most people know to as Mnemonic Induction of Lucid Dreams, and it’s been said to be a very effective technique. According to a recent study, chances are that people with better prospective memory would become better at MILD. The point I’m trying to make it is that MILD is just a name given to the exercise of remembering you want to become lucid. The work behind it, is prospective memory, or the kind of memory that allows you to remember things in the future. In Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming, Stephen LaBerge posted several exercises to improve prospective memory, but in my opinion, a bigger list taking some aspects into account that make the appearance of each object more likely would be more effective. Also, in a very recent study about the effectiveness of several lucid dreaming techniques, it was demonstrated that MILD is not by itself so that effective as many of us would think. But the same study itself questions what would happen if "those with good prospective memory skills might benefit from MILD (source: Induction of lucid dreams: A systematic review of evidence 2012). So, here’s a list of nearly 100 items designed to improve your prospective memory in a course of 1 month. This will increase your prospective memory and thus increasing the chances of a MILD. The task is basic: you pick 3 actions, and try to spot them as much as possible during the day. In the next day, you pick again 3 actions and try to spot them. Tutorial: how to set up your list: Step 1 This is the list you will be working with. If you want, you can add more tasks yourself, or if possible, reply in this post, so that we could increase the number of tasks. This would help because even though there’s nothing wrong on getting the same task twice, it would allow for a bigger diversity. Spoiler for List of Tasks: - Spotting someone with a corf - Spotting someone with gloves - Spotting someone with a hat - Spotting someone with a purse/bag/suitcase - Spotting someone with a tie - Hearing the words "hello/goodbye and any variations" - Hearing or reading a word in a foreign language - Hearing the words "I'm sorry, wait, okay and any variations" - Spotting a motocycle or a bycicle - Spotting someone (including yourself) yawn or frown - Spotting someone (including yourself) laugh or smile - Spotting someone (including yourself) complimenting someone (with gestures or a hand-shake) - Spotting an attractive female/male - Spotting a very elderly male/female or a crippled person - Spotting a baby or a very young child - Openning any fridge, drawer or closet - Entering in any elevator - Climbing any stairs or ramps - Spotting someone grab their wallet (including yourself) - Grabbing food - Grabbing any piece of clothing (including removing and placing it in somewhere) - Spotting someone (including yourself) picking their keys - Spotting a reference to a recent movie or book - Spotting a commercial add related to food - Spotting a comercial add related to clothing and cosmetics - Spotting any reference to medicine pills - Hearing someone (including yourself) engaging in a sexual/erotic topic - Spotting someone (including yourself) visibly worried or stressed - Spotting someone (including yourself) visibly happy or exuberant - Recalling a very negative moment that happened recently or in the far past - Recalling a very positive moment that happened recently or in the far past - Touching in an animal (including human beings) or plant - Spotting a comercial add about cars - Feeling yourself ansious about something (either good or bad) - Meeting a known but not too close person - Experiencing a weird situation or scenario - Observing a situation of injustice (towards you or others) - Observing a situation of violence - Observing or enganging in a discussion - Reading/watching/hearing a reference to a supernatural concept - Reading/watching/hearing a reference to dreaming or the brain - Feeling noticeably pain or pleasure - Feeling noticeably cold or hot - Spotting a bug - Spotting/using a trash can - Grabbing paper towell - Engaging in personal higiene - Noticing your forgot something recently - Making a mental note for the recent future - Leaving/entering in a building or in a vehicle - Spotting someone (including yourself) sneezing or spitting to the ground - Turning your computer on/off, or leaving it inactive for more than a few minutes - Feeling sexually aroused - Inserting your username/password on a website - Opening google,facebook,twitter or youtube - Spotting any internet publicity about a virtual game - Leaving/arriving at home or work - Crossing a street crosswalk - Watching a movie trailer - Watching a educational video - Reading a scientifical article - Waitting at a bus stop - Lying to someone - Make a nice action towards someone you don't know - Hearing someone (including yourself) mentioning the weather - Spotting someone (including yourself) picking or dropping an object - Making a question to someone or to yourself These tasks are meant to last you for a month, but there's absolutely no harm to do one task several times. Like I said above you can add more items yourself. The goal is that you'll be improving your prospective memory, which then will lead to easier MILDs. Tutorial: how to set up your list: Step 2 Now, we want a easy and fast way to randomize those items, so you can use this excellent website called http://www.random.org/lists/. Just copy the list in the spoilers, and then click on the button "Randomize", like you see in the picture below: After that, you just pick the first 3 items on a list (or 2 if you want to take it a bit lighter) and perform a reality check every time that queue pops up in front of you. My problem at the moment is to organize a way to test people's prospective memory, but if you do these exercises, you will increase your chances of having a MILD. Not because of the tasks themselves, but because you will be able to pick a trigger (like a dream sign) and thanks to your improved prospective memory, become lucid just by spotting it. So if you think you are prepared, start to choose a small number of small tasks to perform everyday that may lead you to lucidity, since it's the trigger more than the intention that seems to work. Many people perceive MILD as something like "I will remember I'm dreaming", but this leaves no trigger to activate your lucidity, leaves nothing to the brain to retrieve that intention. To do MILD properly, you need grab some mnemonic to aid you. And that good thing is that if you choose a recurrent dream sign, you can apply something like "Whenever I see X person/animal/place/situation/feeling, I will do a reality check". The thing is, if you pratice your prospective memory before-hand, then you will a increased chance of succeeding at spotting the queue.
Snowboarding down a huge mountain, I find a lot of snowboarder / skier traffic, and can't go where I want to very easily. I bomb it down a hill, and turn to my right to go over a small hill to another part of the mountain, but while avoiding the other people, I lose too much speed. I have to dance side to side and walk the board up the rest of the way. Then it's fairly clear, not many people, and I hit a few jumps sticking out of the deep powder. I slow down in one turn, and find out that the powder is up to my neck! I lean into the mountain, and pick up some more speed to stay on top of the powder, and make some easy turns the rest of the run down the mountain. It's so peaceful and beautiful here.
I'm laying in bed next to my girlfriend, just relaxing in the time before I fall asleep. She's already asleep, so I try not to move much and wake her up. Then her pet lion jumps up in bed with us! It's huge, but not very ferocious. But it does step on my solar plexus with a single paw and it's really heavy. I squirm a little, and it steps somewhere else, then lays down next to me. It's still pretty comfortable here, so I close my eyes and let sleep take its sweet time. Then as I think I fall asleep, I wake up! No lion. I would really benefit from more RCs...
Dream night of 3/8/15. Several fragments. #1 I was at a port of some sort. I was there with my sister and my SO. We were putting gas in the car. We also had a cat we were picking up. Adopting perhaps? My sister and I took the cat and were walking to the car on this pier and I saw my SO get in the car. It was an older, green, rusty VW Beetle. And then the whole thing blew up. It was sort of blocked by a big warehouse on the pier so I didn't see it but heard it and saw the blast of fire stream out. And I felt numb. And lost. And thought to myself I would never have felt this way for M, but I did for this SO. And how I didn't know what I would do with myself that that he was gone. And I was clutching the cat and just crying. And then I woke up. #2 I was with my uncle and some of his friends. We were at a relatively shallow riverbed. Crystal clear waters and white sands. It was hard to judge how deep it was but I'd say probably 20-30 feet. And we had these REALLY narrow surf boards. And he was showing us all how to 'surf'. But there wasn't any surf or waves. We actually were more skimboarding along the bank of the river and down in to the bottom. And he lent me a surfboard and I rode the board down to the bottom of the riverbed and looked at all the other 'surfers' down there.
Me and a few other family members, including my brother-in-law and aunt, were watching a movie inside the living room of my home. The movie was seconds away from being over and we were reeling in on the resolution moment of it. Me and my aunt were so much in to this movie that she almost held on to me as we both noticed a helicopter being shot down in the movie. There was a creepy vibe to it, not just what was happening on screen but something I felt going on in the living room. I'm not sure how exactly what I saw but, moments later, I showed up somewhere inside that scene along with the rest of my family members watch that movie. We were now in what seemed to be a parking lot of a small residential home. There was a long baseball field in front of it. There was also rain, but it felt like heavy rain. I had myself crouched down on the floor, watching what was left of the helicopter explosion that took place moments before. As I watched the flames and ashes floating away from the scene, I sang a tune as I slowly moved back away the explosion area. "When You're worried and you can't sleep, just close your eyes and count your blessings" I continued singing this tune as I moved up towards the stairs that would eventually led me towards the building that sat on this parking lot. My family followed. "and you'll fall sleep counting your blessings." The rest of my family were the first ones to run in to the residential home. I'm not sure what was in there, nor did I care much about it. All I wanted to do was listen to myself singing while being comforted with rain. Eventually, I began gaining consciousness of where I was. When I finally reached the building, I became lucid. After becoming lucid, I immediately ran in to the home, inside the garage. I walked past the garage and in to what seemed to be another garage in the same small building. I stopped and tried calming myself down. I told myself something along the lines of "This is a dream. I want to stay in this dream." I'm not sure what I said exactly but whatever it was, I felt a better sense of control of prolonging the dream. There was also someone with me. I'm not sure who. Probably someone who lived at the home? I'm not sure. He followed me as I went storming out of the house and towards the inner part of a high school. Once I reached what seemed to be a high school lunch area, I stopped and observed the environment. I noticed several students scattered all over the place, going on about their day. I saw several of my classmates standing around a drinking fountain, or so that's what it looked like - a fountain? The rain still went on, but not as much as it was a few moments ago. Suddenly, I felt this strange substance building up in my mouth. I'm not sure what it was, but I didn't like it. It started building up rapidly, eventually filling up my whole mouth. I put one of my fingers inside my mouth, hoping it would just be a bubbling type of food, but instead found a white-rice type of food. I don't even think it was rice, it tasted much more disgusting than that. I tried spitting it all out but before I could, woke up.
I had a dream that I was a Chinese girl and had been kidnapped and taken into an underground human trafficking circle. I was forced into prostitution. The dream took a number of dark turns and twists. I'm going to skip over most of this dream because I honestly just don't feel like sharing it. I remember they would lock us in a room that felt like my basement. They wouldn't feed us very much because the lack of food kept us weak and unable to fight or run away. ... Raiah (Yeah that comic character that I've been trying to make a dream character) showed up to break us out. Though somehow she was able to manifest Ateria and attack all of the crime boss guys. I became lucid here thinking that wasn't right but somehow lost my lucidity immediately after. At the end of the dream we got set free. I can remember a bunch of the girls had actually gotten pregnant because of the prostitution and there were a bunch of babies. They had set up a day care in my old middle school for some reason and were adopting them off to families. I didn't get pregnant though because somehow or other I was still a boy. I was actually slightly lucid through the whole dream. At the day care at the middle school, they had for some reason recorded all of the babies cries and played them on a loudspeaker, and you could press a button to hear a different baby. This had something to do with determining the babies were like and what their ideal parents might be. Something to do with being in a treehouse. The whole thing was filled with locked mailboxes. Supposedly this was some kind of role playing game and you got your character's items from the mailbox. There were 25 in total and the higher number key you had the better items you got. I had key #25 so I got the best items. A girl with orange hair was there. She had a key to secret area #5, the highest numbered secret area. It was supposedly in the tree-house somewhere. We had to climb on the outside of the tree-house to get there. Supposedly with the items from box #25, you could beat the boss behind door #5 and be the best in the world at the game. We climbed on the outside of the tree-house. It was really big and there were all of these strange items in it, kind of like the house from KND. We found a red metal door at the very top and opened it. Even though it was just a freestanding door, walking into it was like Monster's Inc and it was a portal into a large room. It was somehow like super mario bros or something, and the girl with orange hair was playing. She had to fight this hard boss. She had this strategy where she would let herself die by standing under the boss. But if you stood in just the right spot you could exploit a glitch where the boss would knock you to where a health power-up that would re-spawn just after you died. So you could stay alive forever and survive the bosses attack. The orange hair girl won in the end.
First dream It was cold, December night. I was walking back to home, and saw two hooded shapes. They were stealing from a local shop. I came closer, then the alarm started, and police arrived. They took me to the jail for a year, before even the judgement came. The next year I was in home, working on my laptop. It was midnight. I was making a level for Half-Life, texturing and compiling it. Suddenly a woman arrived. Tall, slim, brunette. She was my lawyer. She wanted to talk with me, so I went from my room to the living room. I sat on the couch, while she took a seat on the armchair in front of me. I felt really tired. My lawyer told me that the police never had anything to prove my guilt, and that I can make a trial against them. Precognitive dream recalled? *Today when I was on a lesson, I had a strange feeling. I made an RC and looked around, watching the rooms layout, everyone present, and what was going on. Somehow, I have realised that I saw this all before. Everything matched with the dream I had over a few months ago!*
*I'm taking medicine so the cough is almost completely gone. Yay~ ^ w ^ -I was watching my younger brother play League Of Legends. I told him I felt bad for how the other team was beating him but also found it funny. -After that i have a feeling i was playing some type of game with my brother and other people. I remember being lucid talking to a dream character that was a boy but kept changing into a girl. The character had to change like three times and was wearing a robot suit. I told it to follow me upstairs and that we will go on a flying adventure. But suddenly i got the urge to pee and went to the bathroom upstairs. My cousins and other came into the bathroom and i told them to leave. But they stayed and started talking about something and laughing. I told them not to laugh too much because they will break the dreamscape.My cousin told me that it doesn't work that way. That it was fine for them all to laugh in a loud excited manner. I kept telling her she was wrong but they just kept laughing so i decided to just let it be. I waited too long sitting on the toilet so the dream shifted after that. -I appeared in a city and went inside a shop where a girl was gossiping with another girl. I than left the shop to go into another where i wanted to buy a water bottle. To my surprise the shop was a bakery. I asked for some chocolates but a girl told me i could not have them because she was going to send those to her mom. I told her i didn't care and that i could have them. Than her or her friend took the umbrella i was holding and hid it.I couldn't find the umbrella anywhere so i grabbed the guy and the girl and lifted them. Telling them to give it back to me. The store owner told them to be nice and to give the umbrella back. They gave it back to me and just as i was about to get my chocolate something went wrong. I was told that i was needed in a superhero team to vanquish a monster.(Things turned into a anime after that) I flew over the counter and activated something and transformed. I landed in a arena but quickly became prey for the monster. So my teammates had to help me defeat the monster. After it was over we went back into the bakery (Things turned back to normal)and i smelled soft blankets that were washed and dried. They smelled like fruits. After that I met with a older lady and we were looking at books. The books were important because they had the ability to summon monsters. I mentioned how there was a musical part at the back of the book. The lady wanted to google the author of the book after i told her that and told me to read it out loud. I told her i could check with my phone but she said no that she would do it. I told her i saw the name Laura D Shemjerd. She said it must be shepherd because shemjerd did not make sense. But that is exactly what i was seeing. i also told her i saw the name Howdy. I recall there was a part where a voice came up and it sounded like it was saying something from toy story but that was before i noticed the musical part on the back. *I have a feeling there was a old man in my dream but i can't recall when. : /
3.9.15 Last night bed around 9pm. Woke up at 5:47 and WBTB till 6:05 Woke up from a 40 min long lucid event at 7:30 At work, boss. First I was getting some HH of me working in produce. Leveling the apple display, where the produce is in bags. I started moving my hands and when I realized that, it ended. Next I'm drinking coffee, still at work, and I realize I'm still in a dream. I smile and walk away. My boss V is there and I'm happy to see him. This also ends. Now I jumpstart my HH by seeing myself walking through the store, or rather seeing the store through my eyes as I'm walking through the store. It works. (finally I'm lucid at work). I see through the small window on our black doors what's on the other side, and Its still workplace and as I walk through it, I'm still there. I'm happy, because sometimes when I walk through the oor, I'm someplace else. I walk around and come to the front end. My boss V is there, looking like a younger version of himself and I hug him and tell him how much I appreciate him. Then I walk up to a bagger with long hair, M, I think, and I tickle her butt. She turns around, but she doesn't see me. This is fun, so I do it few more times. I ask her if she really can't see me. Then I walk up to V and ask him if he really CAN see me, because it appears like he can. Mirror ToTM - Advanced I When this ends, I start to think about the mirror ToTM. I'm wondering where I'm gonna end up, maybe in the void, and how will I know. I realize I'm still dreaming, get up and start looking for a mirror. I know we have one in the hallway, so I go to it. It's only about 2 feet in diameter and I had to get up on the shoerack to get closer. I gather up my courrage, because thoughts of "dangerous" mirrors cross my mind. But I tell myself I have seen mirror before and it was ok. So I look in the mirror and concentrate on my reflection. It's me, and it's not changing. I throw myself head first. I go through up to my waist, then I get stuck, because I have no leverige to push myself all the way. It ends here. I'm in someone's house. I find a bathroom, I turn the lights on because it's a bit dark, and the lights switch on and it's bright now. I climb on the sink and go through the mirror feet first. It takes me to a children's bedroom. Windows on the left, door on the right. I choose the door. It opens up to bathroom. It's noticably cooler there and it smells like freshly cleaned bathroom. I like it. I open another door and it's blocked by some stuff. I realize thats the door I saw blocked when I appeared in that house. I realize I'm still there so I open the door to my mom's bedroom, coz I know they have a long floor mirror behind the door. It's a bit darkish, like when curtains are closed. I flip the switch but this time it doesn't work. I step through the mirror feet first and I end up someplace I don't remember. K from work; N. Cage; guns I realize I'm still in a dream and I end up in front of a building. K from work is holding the door opened for me and motions me inside. There is some urgency in his behaviour, so I follow him. Another coworker is holding another door opened, and he closes it as if nothing happened as soon as we are through. I ask K what are we doing there. We come to a room and tehre is N. Cage in a bed, not happy that his girlfriend is on the floor with another girl and they are doing it. He is like "wth, I'm here, so what gives". His girlfriend is doing it from grudge. Oh, N. Cage has a blondish mustache, only underwear (I assume) and he is under white sheets. Somehow I went throught the mirror again, and I'm in an empty smallish room. Two narrow and long windows on the left wall, high up, near the ceiling. I get out through them and I'm on the outside wall of the building, by the windows. As I'm climbing down, I see a gun holster in a cubby in the wall. I take it and continue going down. Then I remember, sometimes people hide guns outside their windows. so I look up and sure enough, in another cubby hole there is a very nice revolver. I take it ofc, and look up, and haha, there is a handgun in every cubby hole under every window. Needles to say, I take them all. I get down to the ground and some bad guy is trying something. I stick the gun in his face and dare him to find out if it's loaded. We kinda end it there. At some point I got some geometric HH on white background, which I didn't have in about a year. And I felt the telltale sign the buzzing and weird feeling in my head, that tells me lucid is coming. I'm kinda happy, that I was not scared of mirrors. And that I didn't go for the first window, but I was opening doors and not scared doing that and being in a building. I could have continued, but I felt I'm already forgetting some parts, so I got up to write it down.
Updated 03-11-2015 at 12:25 AM by 50242
Nightmare Non-lucid 9AM-10AM (I think the dream was set in this time, too.) I'm in my room, on the laptop. It's morning, and I'm alone in the house. I'm enjoying some quiet time when out of the corner of my eye, I see something in the hallway move ever so slightly. It's a shadow, and the thing casting it is in my sister's room. I suddenly get a feeling of dread. My heart starts to beat faster. I quietly set the laptop down and decide a good place to hide would be beside my dresser, since you can't see that from the doorway. I hide. I hide for a while. But I don't hear anything. After about a full minute, I stand up and make my way to the bed, all without making a sound. I get in my bed, and start to think that I'm paranoid. I get back on the computer to calm my nerves. I see something move in the hallway again. I get scared, again. Something brown comes into my view from behind the door. I freeze, and I stop breathing. Everything is silent. Suddenly, a half a face pops out, the other half still hidden. The man now looking at me has light brown hair, and either very round "Harry Potter" glasses, or just big, white eyes. No pupils. I almost gasp when he pokes his head around the door. Then, I wake up. It still makes me uneasy to think about this dream.
gunna make this short. no recall this morning because someone decided to use the house speakers to blast loud rap music at 6:30 AM and wake me up tired as hell, feeling sick, and now i get to go take a test.
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