As the title says, I got a normal rest this night but I woke up with little to no dream-recall.
13.01.2015Birds attack me and my PC self-installs windows 95 out of nowhere (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I went to meet an ET enthusiastic group meeting were we decided to sat in a big table to eat. The table was wooden and there were tons of different vegan foods to choose from. I was about to eat when I few birds landed on me. At first at was not bothered, but then it felt overwhelming when I was literally covered by birds of all kind, like this: But a lot more birds... I had eagles and hawks on me, in addition of many other small birds. Suddenly, one bird got mad and all the birds started going berserk, hitting me with their wings, pooping on me and scratching me. I was a little scared from this and one crow that was on the table kept staring at me and making its noise, until he flew away. I somehow appeared at home, and the group meeting was now over skype, but it was a mediuship circle, in order to give readings. Before it started, I channeled a small guided meditation and Spirit told me it was very powerful. I said to the group that I would love to open the circle with that meditation and they appeared excited. The mic was not working, so I checked on its properties when suddenly the PC rebooted. I was a little pissed but I knew they would wait for me. Suddenly, the windows 95 installation screen appeared and without even touching the computer, it installed it wiping out my whole hard drive. I started to get really pissed and thought it was something odd. But everytime I restarted the PC, windows 95 instead of windows 8 would load. I was worried because I had a lot of readings to do the next day and also all my e-mail requests lost.
Weird Questions I was with a group of people and a guy asked me to go with him to a pawn shop. I told him I've never been to a pawn shop and asked him what it was like.He told me I'll know when we get there. We were walking in a market area than ended up at a entrance place to a school. I saw the guy swipe his ID and took out mine. But when i swiped it an error happened. I tried swiping over and over but it didn't work. Security moved me to the side and a lady who seemed like the principal came and told me to follow her. She walked me to a crowd of students and told them renovations would take place to make the school bigger and better now. She than told everyone to stand still and suddenly the building began transforming. At first i thought it was supposed to be a library but than i noticed we were inside a auditorium now. I could see old friends from highschool sitting in the auditorium. The principal announced that school was over for now so everyone cheered happily than started walking out. As i was leaving though i saw my cousin and a friend of hers. I tripped her friend and ran than her friend came after me. Her friend looked distorted and started telling me that i shouldn't have done that because now my cousin was going to beat me up. My cousin than came to me and tried punching me but i blocked her fist than tried punching her. It felt like my defense and offense was sort of slow though. I ignored her after pushing her away. Than a random guy came up to me and 3 other people and asked us a question."Do you learn to punch when your a baby or when your older?" Someone answered as a baby. The guy said she was correct happily and we started to walk with him.He asked us another question and if it was learned or knowledge that was already there. Someone answered again and than he asked us the most ridiculous question ever. "Are boobs a learned trait?" Or something like that. We were surprised with the question he gave us and the answer was obvious. He than showed us to a obstacle and told us if we didn't complete the challenge he would rape us. I knew it was a dream so i said "I'm not afraid of this guy!" than ran right through the obstacle. I was going to get out through the walls where swings were hanging. But than the guy ran fast up to me. I pushed him back and ran to the swings. Than out of no where a dog chased the guy and he was now sitting down on a chair wondering what insurance he should get. I noticed that in front of me tiny swings were appearing. But there were odd ones that looked like a swing attached to a spoon and other things.Than i woke up. Familiar I was playing a racing game with my younger brother. At first i thought it would be Mario Kart but than it started looking more like a non cartoony game. I made my character jump out the car when i was about to crash and started to feel that i was in the game now. I wanted to use my lucidity to find the guy who challenged me in the other dream. As i tried to focus on him i noticed a guy i saw from another dream. He was dark skinned and wore glasses. Than the guy who was supposedly going to rape me in the other dream appeared. He was big but not fat, taller than me but not that tall, was wearing jean shorts, a white t-shirt ,had a light skin complextion and Short spiky hair brushed to the side.He also didn't seem like a threat and felt familiar." So your the guy that said he was going to rape people. " I said. He didn't seem to be bothered by my pointing at him. I wanted to see what he would do so i told him "I'm going to tell everyone about you!" He said i could if i wanted too but its not like it would matter. Than he pushed me and looked straight into my eyes making making fun of me a bit. "Why doesnt he care?" I asked his friend."Hes just like that" his friend replied. The guy than started saying he was going to rape me. I grabbed him though and jumped off a ledge with his head facing the concrete. I stood up when his face hit the ground than asked him how'd he felt. He laughed it off and i think he or his friend chased me. They didn't really seem like a threat though. One of the guy's grabbed me from behind but i pushed him back than appeared in my brothers room on my bed. "Am i awake?" I asked myself but than realized it had to be a dream cause i was in the wrong room. I started calling for Eye than tried going out the window. But i stopped when i felt someone pass by through the hallway. I put a barrier around me and a little girl dc came in. I tried to get her to leave and she started pretending a demon was attacking her. I thought about being sucked outside to the front in my barrier and thats what happened. It was day time and people were outside minding their own buisiness. When i reached the hill i saw a horse head moving around. I ran past it than noticed a mail man or delivery guy taking mail or sticks to a house. There were houses around like in a circle so i didn't really know where i was going too. All of a sudden i heard a macaw parrot speak saying "Ronald!Ronald!Ronald!" Than a vocaloid pv of a new green haired male vocaloid started playing. He sounded really good is what i thought to myself as i listened to the music. Than i woke up.
I recall being in school. I was wearing a black suit. It was the day of the great contest, which I was preparing for since weeks. I was ready, but then teacher told me that I'm going to write it in the evening, and I had to tidy the classroom first. I helped other students, and the went to the bathroom. I opened the door, and saw room devoid of anything. Just tiled walls, with tiled floor. It was old and dirty. Everyone inside was pissing on the walls. Disgusted I left the building, went out of school and went to my home. It was evening when I finally got to it. I went to the bathroom, and luckily it was regular bathroom this time. I leaved it immediately, and went outside, to my parents. I told them that I need to go. They told me that I've dirt on my trousers. I cleaned it up a bit, and entered the car.
1.13.15 Last night bed around midnight. Last week or so, I have been having lots of dreams every night. I wonder if it's because I had beer before bed (vitamin B). DR1 I'm in some kind of an underground corridor. My boss from work is there, working, pulling some kind of a cart, as we do often at work. There is a guy by a metal box, and two women are asking him, if he is sure he can lift it, because it weighs 35 pounds. He is suppose to install it on the wall. So he is standing on some box, then he lifts this metal box above his head and tries to hang it on some hooks on the wall. He almost has it, but one corner is not secured yet and he is losing strength. The box slips and hits him on a side of his head. He falls backwards to the ground. As he is falling, the box hits him in the chest. He breathes in and out loudly about 5 times and stays quiet. I'm standing behind the corner now. I see my boss approaches him trying to help. I think he has died. But boss says no. DR2 I'm in a very small room, 20x20 feet. There are some wooden benches without backrests and some people sitting on them. I'm drinking from a wooden cup. I don't like the drink, and there is stuff on the bottom, like hair and leftovers from previous drinks. I complain to someone, but I have a feeling I shouldn't, because we are slaves. They say those are just seeds, and really, I put my hand in the cup and pull out a fistfull of tiny seeds that looks like inside of a fig. There was a third one, and I should have typed it while I remembered.
Notes Awake Dreaming Hypnogogic Unsuccessful night. I attempted a WILD 15 minutes before I usually go to sleep, and these were the results: I was lying down, legs and arms straight by my side, my mind clear. Thoughts that did come I just passively swept away. After about 7 minutes, I started to get the feeling that my body was more independent now: that I was more separate from the bed. I waited for another 4 minutes or so when I saw a red blob growing from the outside of my line of sight. When it reached the middle, I was overtaken with extremely strong emotion. (I wouldn't call it fear or excitement or happiness... I guess the closest it came to was surprise.) I started to get the sensation that I was lying on a brick of thick air and I began to feel the illusion of vibrating. I swallowed. Seconds after I did this I fell out of my hypnogogic state. I preformed a few RC's to ensure I wasn't dreaming, then tried again, leading to the exact same thing happening. Here's a Non-Lucid dream that happened at some point that night: I was behind some sort of counter. When I stood up, the perspective switched to third person from the front and I saw Leonardo Da Vinci drawing something with a computer program, me still behind the counter. He got up and walked out of my line of sight, and I got on the computer, perspective still the same. The dream faded out from here.
I blew my nose, and noticed that something solid had emerged into the tissue. My growing unease ripened into sharp alarm when I inspected the contents. Next to some meatier pieces of phlegm was the unmistakable segmented shape of a short, light grey worm. It was about half an inch long, and completely alive and intact. I'm not sure if it was a true worm or had two hair-like rows of short legs, but it even started to move as I watched. The thought of such a thing living in my body, in my sinuses even, infused me with silent horror quickly ripening to desperation as I saw the front half of another worm, which would have been twice as long as the first if it were intact, in the tissue's contents. On the underside was a distinct mouth with two visible mandibles curved back so that they lay flat against its body like fangs. What were these things doing to me? Just after discovering the worms in the tissue, I felt an itch just above the hairline of my forehead and absently scratched it. A soft body crushed under my fingers, getting tangled in my hair, and I brought them back to find the green ooze of yet another worm staining their tips. The horror became even more intense. Were there so many in my body that they were emerging? I needed to do something about this now. Mustering all my willpower to stay calm and focused, I brought the unwieldy vehicle I was driving over to the curb, put it in park, and engaged the parking brake. It was a boxy shuttle like those that sometimes ferry people and their luggage around airports; this one had no seats and was specced for military use. I left the engine running, even as I wondered why I was doing so: this was unlikely to be a short stop. As I disembarked, I said something like, "Men, make sure not to move this vehicle," to my company. They were prone to horsing around, and I was afraid someone might bump the parking brake and accidentally disengage it. The vehicle was tricky to operate. I disembarked, dodging the idle men lounging on the short flight of steps that led from the strip of grass bordering the curb down to the sidewalk bordering the building. The door was open, and there were more men clustered around the steps that led down into the building. I knew they were here because I had left for the last mission in such a hurry that they had been left behind. I had already sensed that something was wrong at the time, but it had still been too vague to articulate, a vague but crushing sense of oppression rather than any physical symptoms I could describe. I was looking for someone in particular. Not the young doctor, but the old one, who I had known for a long time and trusted completely. After passing a row of men leaning against the bar to the right of the entryway, I turned left and was relieved to discover him standing next to a table. He had grey hair and a lined, weathered face, with a serious but not unkindly expression. I addressed him in a tone that was urgent but still tightly focused, doing everything I could to remain cogent and not lose myself to the mounting hysteria I was feeling. "Richard, I think there's something wrong with me." He looked up, and I saw that he could tell from my face that the matter was dire, but when he spoke his tone was relaxed, the practiced ease of an experienced combat physician. "Okay, tell me all about it." "It started about a week before this mission," I began. It was here that I woke up. The dream was a patchwork of distinct day residue. The worms were inspired by Jimmy Carter's appearance on the Daily Show with Jon Stewart, where they briefly discussed his efforts to eradicate guinea worms in Africa. The doctor's face was a combination of Lance Hendrickson, who I saw the night before last when Aliens (1986) came on TV, and another old guy from another film of which my husband made an approving remark when he appeared. The film might have been The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999), which we caught much of on cable last night, in which case the guy must have been Philip Baker Hall (b.1931)—I had to look up his name, but the face looks right. My role as a female leader of a military company comes directly from Mass Effect 3 (2012), which I was playing last night. I think there was a lot more to the dream, because it actually started with the scene prior to the mission when I first felt a foreboding uneasiness. I reported it in retrospect because I couldn't remember most of what happened before that last scene; the mission itself remains a blur in memory. There was physical input as well: when I woke up I still had a slight itch on my head where I had scratched in the dream and discovered the third worm.
Something to do with my old dream nemesis reappearing. I was in high school ( come on that's a dream sign.) He was friendly though and we were chasing one another down the halls together. Another space-themed dream. In this one, I was told to create a solar system, alongside someone else. We had to create a triple star system with a large star and two dwarf stars in a 1:2 orbital resonance around the large star. We then continued out with planets. Not gonna be too hard on myself for a foul night. I had to wake up at the butt-crack of dawn for an appointment, and most of my good lucid dreaming happens in the late morning. Maybe I can sneak in a nap after class today.
Updated 01-13-2015 at 03:09 PM by 53527
I was in the living room and my friend Adnan was over, me my dad and Adnan were in the living room. I was sitting on the small couch in my living room. We are talking about stuff, but something out of the corner of my eye moves. I look and see a cat, a black cat (like my profile picture) with yellow eyes. "Hey guys there is a cat," I say They stare at it for a few seconds then it starts running. I don't want it getting hurt or getting in certain parts of the house. I close my room and the bathroom. I know why I closed my room, cuz' one time (IRL btw) we had some cat over I don't know how but the cat got in the room and you know those reclining chairs? Somehow the cat got under there, I could hear meows and I got dad we don't know how she got underthere. I go in the kitchen and get somekind of baracade and start blocking the cat from getting over into the kitchen. I look at my hands, My hands look alright except on my right hand my middle finger looks really short and stubby, I think what should I do but I feel dizzy as if somethings pulling me and I feel like I'm laying on my bed I open my eyes, and It turns out I'm awake. (Not the best at staying lucid.)
Morning of January 13, 2015. Tuesday. I am about twenty again and mostly working for the street department. In reality, I had been washing fire engines, pumping gas, filling in graves after funerals, carrying very heavy rocks from the side of the road to place in front of the main bulldozer route, replacing bulbs in exit signs, cleaning up a roomful of overripe exploded pumpkin in day care centers, removing hundreds of crayon marks from day to day, reading about how the last person in my position was in the hospital for asbestos poisoning, being accosted by an older lady (a complete stranger) while using a weed-eater on the curb (whom I refused due to the potential of being fired or even penalized by local government), and other diverse and interesting tasks. Anyhow, back in my dream there seems to be an unknown older Russian male. My job has something to do with a “dead end” and is at least partly related to a red-and-white-striped saw horse - this in turn being related to a new musical composition somehow or at least aspects of sound engineering. It really does not make that much sense due to the fact that the “dead end” is right near an intersection and on the corner (typical absurd dream “logic” I would imagine). I spend considerable time trying to make the music in my mind fit into my task of making sure the corner is properly designated as a possible hazard. Meanwhile, the Russian male seems aggravated about the incompleteness of the area in general. I decide to leave and come back in a short time from another way. Perhaps this will help me understand the precise angle in which the saw horse should proclaim the “dead end” at the open intersection. Absurd…
don't know if this is even worth posting, but it's a lucid so I want to have it recorded. I had a lucid that was longer than usual but I was too lazy to write it down after I woke up so this is all I remember. Something didn't feel right. I had to be dreaming. I looked at my hands and, sure enough, I was dreaming. I did some things that I don't remember. This guy started walking up towards me. I came on to him. He shook his head no, but I took my shirt of and then he took his off, then I was taking off my second shirt when I woke up.
I was laying on a grass field, face down, when I "awoke." Around me were some unrecognizable "friends" and "allies" dressed in rags as I was. I looked up to see multiple wooden pillars being prepared for people to be hung from and possibly crucified. I was loosely shackled by the wrists so I stood up and did some stretching. I mean if I was going to spend my last moments alive strapped to a giant wooden pillar in the sky, I might as well be limber. I stared off into the horizon. The sky was a domineering grey and red color but near the silhouette of one of the mountains was one slice of sky that was unlike the rest. Just one portion where the clouds broke and a beautiful green light shone through. I took a moment to stare deeply into the sky, realizing that this was a color so beautiful and complex that only a dream could produce it. This was a very vague thought and did not give me lucidity. I called to the people with me and pointed out the sky. "Look at that horizon? Isn't that color amazing?" I got lost in the color again and somewhere in the back of my head I knew that I was doing it not to have some sort of "beautiful moment" before my death, but that if I focused hard enough, I might fully realize that I was in a dream and become lucid. This never happened. The rest of the dream faded away.
Third Dream I was in the kitchen with my family and other people i don't know, thinking of what to eat. "Hmmm...should i eat coco pebbles or fruity pebbles?" I thought than asked the people around me. Someone told me to just take the coco pebbles from the small cup on the counter. It looked like it wasn't much than changed into chocolate flavored cheerios so i kept wondering what cereal i should eat. Than all of a sudden a guy came up close to me with a smirk on his face peering into my eyes. "Do you want me to go to supermarket for you? I can buy you whatever cereal you want. What kind of cereal do you want?" he asked me with a tone of voice as if he expected something in return.I thought about it and was tempted to make him go buy me something but than i said"No, Its okay." I than walked to a shelf that was in the kitchen and saw weird looking strawberries in plastic covers. "Can I eat these strawberries?" I asked wanting to put them in my cereal. "No, don't touch them. Their not good." said my mom.I than walked to the counter and noticed a box of special K cereal with strawberries. "The strawberries aren't very good but i'll take what i can get."I thought than opened the box that broke apart."Hey!..There's only a chip,some strawberries and a wallet in here!..." I said annoyed. "Wait a minute...Mom! I found a wallet in the cereal box!" I said surprised and disgusted. I started to look inside. "Oo~ Five bucks. I bet there's more money in here." But than my cousin came over to me saying "That's my wallet." I didn't let her have it."Why would you leave your wallet in a cereal box?" I asked. I kept looking in the wallet pockets and found two IDs. "Give her wallet back" my mom told me. "No this isn't her wallet." I said than looked at the IDs again but this time I felt something big in it. I found a small white bag with 6 needles in it. Than looked closer and found words making fun of whoever found the wallet.I looked one more time in a pocket than threw the wallet to my brother who threw it in the trash. I than looked at my hands to see really tiny holes. I wondered why my hand looked like this than went to the bathroom to wash my hands. After that i went to the kitchen to ask my mom if she thinks i got a disease from the needles being in the wallet. She said "No, it can only effect me because of my binarel beats." Than i woke up.
Updated 01-13-2015 at 03:17 AM by 67570
17th October 2014 Location: @ home Tools Used: Others In Room: sleeping next to GF Unusual Activities During The Day: bought a large quartz crystal Dream Very briefly woke up a few times throughout the night. Each time I remember seeing images of quartz crystal and I could feel the energy coming from the crystal(s) I was seeing. Thoughts/Notes I've recently heard about something you can do to form a stronger connection to the mineral kingdom. It is to have a crystal, preferably a kind that you like, cut into a thin sheet. When it is struck and held close to the body, the vibration given off resonates through the body and this forms a strong connection between the individual and the crystal type. The idea excites me a lot so yesterday I bought a large quartz crystal (1kg) which I plan on having cut in to lots of sheets and made into a wind chime which I'll put on the back of the washroom door so it rings throughout the room every time I open or close it. The quartz crystal is very beautiful and clear. I could feel a lot of energy from the crystal when I held it. Whilst I slept, last night the crystal was in the next room.
Updated 01-17-2015 at 12:17 AM by 76450
1/11/15: I dreamt about a behavior that's been bothering me lately: Choosing to avoid hard work because of the laziness of others. I've been really getting into the self improvement community lately and the idea of removing cognitive biases was on my mind the night before. One of the cognitive biases that especially annoys me is "bandwagon behavior" (doing something because everyone else does it). So I dreamt about hanging out with this girl who's in my Journalism class. She was talking about how she decided not to do an assignment we had for the class. We kinda slowly started doing our own thing. Later on, she was smoking weed and having fun with her guy friend in her car, we were out in the city for some reason. I think a scene change occurred and I didn't really pick up on it. So anyway, the next morning we were in class and I didn't do the assignment. The girl was absent and the teacher got REALLY mad at me and started humiliating me in front of the class. 1/12/15: I dreamt about trying to kiss a female friend of mine while waiting in line to get food at lunch, I don't remember the outcome but I remember not being able to get food for some reason. Pretty blurry, vague, and bland dreams but I just started journaling again, and the fact that I'm having recall so fast is rather exciting. My nutrition is better and I sleep better too, lately, so I think that's why.
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