Date of Dream: SUN 6 DEC - 2020 Dream No. 789 - I'll Be With You I can’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was flying down one of the local main roads, until I reached the turn off of where I was going to be attending a job interview IRL the next day. At the turn off, there was Riku (KH3 appearance), sitting as a hologram. As I flew around the corner and into that street, Riku ended up coming and flying behind me, suggesting that he would be there with me when I had the job interview in waking life. I can’t remember anything else about this dream. Dream No. 789 Dream Guide: Riku Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: FRI 4 DEC - 2020 Dream No. 788 - A Projection Of Quadratum Nothing much happened in this dream. From what I can remember, Riku had appeared in his KH3 appearance; intermittent between in-game and somewhat realistic. I cannot remember the words of what Riku said, but he had projected to me, an image of Quadratum, focusing especially on the corner of a large building. This is all I can remember about this dream. Dream No. 788 Dream Guide: Riku Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: THU 3 DEC - 2020 Dream No. 787 - Separated Sections Dream 787 A - A Villain As A Dream Guide I don’t remember much about this dream at all. The only thing I can remember is that I was at some unknown shopping centre with my mum, just looking around at some of the different stores. In the main mall, in the latter part of the dream, Dr. Neo Cortex from the Crash Bandicoot series had appeared and seemed to have the temperament of a dream guide. I can’t remember anything else about this dream. Dream 787 B - Please Don't Die This dream seemed to take place in a bedroom in my house, yet it looked like a completely different bedroom. All of the Kingdom Hearts Destiny Trio. Sora and Kairi were both their normal ages, but apparently, Riku was 99 in this dream… He dream also made him look this old. All based on their KH3 appearances. Apparently Riku being 99yo was supposed to represent vast wisdom, but that also that he was simply my dream guide. As I noticed Riku was very old, I asked him not to die, in which he responded that he wouldn’t. He also said that I was his daughter as he hugged me. I can’t remember anything else about this dream. Dream 787 A Dream Guide: Dr. Cortex Lucid?: No Dream 787 B Dream Guide: Riku Lucid?: No
Date of Dream: TUE 1 DEC - 2020 Dream No. 786 - No Break For The Students The dream started off with my doing a university degree, but with the campus being my high school. We had finished the semester early, but it seems like the Chisholm staff weren’t going to give us a break any time soon. They made it so we had to do an extra subject, which we had to attend on-campus. I didn’t like the way the teacher taught this subject, and she seemed to be very ‘robotic’ in her voice and mannerisms. I came home and complained, but no one seemed to be having any of it… They didn’t want to listen to me. Disapproval came especially from my dad as he demanded for me to continue the class no matter what my reasoning was. I can’t remember anything else about this dream. Dream No. 786 Dream Guide: None Lucid?: No
Very late bed-time, eating late, and watching a video up to bed-time: less dream time, less aware, less vivid dreams [earlier] + outside, daylight, in a neighborhood "downtown", discussing with neighbors something, I say that I've moved back in to the area + outside, I put on a button so that my best friend MR can recognize me, MR and NaIs (wal fsh pal) approach me, I haven't seen NaIs in years, he looks different, his face is not right; I reach to hug NaIs, he pulls back and asks "Are we *really* going to do this?" (he means 'are we going to hug when we should be maintaining social distancing?') [later] + On an odd train, with a long gas tube running through the whole train, that is the train's fuel.
I had another dream with my mother, sister, and the Reliant set at the beach last night. The main thing I remember about this dream was that at the beginning I went to the Cabana Bar by the pools and tried to order a frozen margarita. The girl working the bar asked to see my ID and when I showed it to her, she laughed and told me "better try again next summer". I think based on this, I was 21 in the dream. When I turned away from the bar, my sister was waiting and told me she and mom where ready to go and I needed to ride with them since my friends had already gone home. I then followed her out to the Reliant and reluctantly scooted over to the middle seat and buckled the tan lap belt around my waist when she threatened to tell mom I had tried to order a drink from the Cabana Bar. We then had to wait in the Reliant for several minutes while my mom checked out of the resort, and I had to keep listening to my sisters threaten to tell mom I had tried to order a drink. When my mom finally got to the Reliant and got into the driver seat to my left, she spent several minutes trying to get it started but could never get the engine to fire-up. I remember she eventually though it may need some gas and me and my sister waited in the car for several minutes while my mom walked to a gas station down the road and then came back with a big red gas can. I remember my mom then seemed to take forever putting gas in the car and I was humiliated that everyone who walked past knew I was stuck riding between two females. When my mother got done putting the gas in the car, me and my sister had to wait again for her to take the gas can back to the gas station and then get back to the car. When my mom finally got back in the car she started trying to get it started again, but putting the gas in the car did not do any good. I woke up from the dream while she was trying to get the car started and getting increasingly frustrated that it wasn't starting up.
Finally, thank you Lord! I have much less stress in my life. I'm able to spend some time LDing and meditating. Mostly focusing on my betterment, healing, creating my own future... based on spirituality and it's link to science. In my absence, I have had a random DILD here and there and some WILD experiences. Mostly recently, after I started focusing on it again. Last week I watched youtube videos about meditating, past life regression, healing and creating our own future with power of our mind. Then I WILDed with intent of visiting a past life. I had a bunch of exits. One of them took me into a village with some women and kids in front of an old house. I didn't see the surroundings, but I felt that we are inside of castle walls. I walked up to them and wanted to shake her hand. I asked her what's her name. But she didn't reply. When I woke up, first thing I did was say Irene Ridel Stone. I have no idea why I said that and I don't recall having any dream with that name. Just for the heck of it, I googled that name and one result came up. Woman living somewhere in US, who died 4 years before I was born. Yesterday (monday) I watched some youtube videos for relaxing, healing, creating own future, akashik records, past lives... Took 3x300 Alpha GPC at 6:40am Took 2x4 galantamine about hour later. WILDed to deep relaxation video. Woke up at 10:30 from what I estimate was 1hr long event. I remember I couldn't get up or float up or wiggle myself out to roll out. Nothing worked. Everytime I was just there. In between, I realized I'm still asleep and I entered another landscape. 1. I'm flying at night close to the ground with ocean on my left. I'm trying so hard to steer that way but the force that's flying me is so much stronger and it won't let me go there. (I love ocean). 2. Nighttime again. Someone points out the Moon. I look at it with amusement, knowing, that I tried so many times to get there, but never succeeded. I'm not gonna try. A man behind me dressed in black with old fashioned hat tells me that he can get me there. I understand that he has powers. He grabs me and I jokingly say "oh, you gonna just throw me there"?. He does that, but it doesn't work. 3. I'm asking to see my past life. Another exit and I'm so happy. It's daytime. Sun is shining bright and it's a beautiful day. Everything so clear. I'm in front of my parents house. Instead of a small thick forest with lush trees and grass there is a small forest with palm trees. But there is no grass and sandy soil is very dry. Short palm trees are all laying down in all directions, as if from drought. I'm thinking that this is not past, but maybe future. When after climate change it will be warm enough for tropical plants to grow in Europe, and it will be dry. I'm happy to have this what it thought will be the last lucid. 4. But then I materialize in a huge hall. A man walks up to me and hands me about 10 folders. Shows me a desk where I can look at it. It's my past lives. He says "if you need more, guy in Istanbul can tell you more". (just before WILDing, I read a few entries from my DJ. I know I have many dreams from Peru and from Istanbul. Not sure what came first, haha. Me living in Istanbul in a past life and that's why I have so many dreams from there, or I just read my dreams about istanbul, that's why the guy in this lucid said it). But I ask him if I can look at the library instead. The wall on the left is huge, full of books and it's fascinating. I start walking around. A hallway that looks like in a theater takes me to a short stairway leading down. There is some people standing next to it and I understand it's not advisable to go down. That's where dead people go. I see some people down there and I know they are dead, and also a lady standing on top where I am. But for some reason she didn't go down yet. 5. Oh yeah. There was another exit. This time to a sunny ocean view. Beautiful tropical see, I fly to it and this time I'm able to go and enter water while grinning ear to ear from happiness. 6. Also, got lucky in 2 separate exits. : ) I'm super happy about my experience. I know there is something more to this life than what we see. Lol I got logged out while typing this. Thank god it got saved : )
Finally a long, vivid, present (and unfortunately highly disturbing) epic non-lucid [early] + in parking garage trying to find a place, cars are parked so that I can't park, a guy comes to move his car, it's StePhil from company [D, #1], and he wants to sell me his green 1990 Honda Accord Ex with beige internal leather for $125,000 [mid] + [epic, vivid, long, 9+ scene] being seduced/groomed into joining a satanic, magic-performing cult Outside some building with PtZm, I'm thinking about the possibility of performing magic by imagining my reflection in a mirror. PZ makes a shocking statement that children are useless and should (be abandoned?), I'm very surprised at this and am concerned about her child. Her attitude seems to come from her membership in an occult group. I'm in a large room in a large building, with an attractive woman and 2+ men, they are promoting their cult to me. STM with the woman Outside, night, city, on a platform (up a series of steps) from the street where cars are driving, there's a vase with bananas in it. I'm running by and see them and wonder if I should eat one, I'm pretty full, so I think "no," at first, but then I got back and pick one up to eat it. I think about my old Honda Accord and how it may be driving by on the street below. In a hallway outside an apartment, I'm with 2-3 other men from the cult. They are armed with some wicked, sharp knives. One of them hands me a knife, we're preparing to raid the apartment and attack those inside. The knife they give me is odd, multi-pronged, short (sort of like a vegetable peeler), and very sharp. I put it in my pocket and am concerned that I may stab myself in the leg this way. I kneel down on one knee, and one of the men stabs me on the back of the shoulder with his knife. "Ow!", I say "True enough," he replies. We break into the apartment, there are a lot of people there sitting around tables eating, it is a single large family of middle-eastern origin. I know they are peaceful people. I see the father of the family, with a medium-length black beard, he is facing us. I do not want to attack these people, they do not deserve this. I back my way out of the apartment. Outside a building, I look inside and see the attractive woman from the cult, she has her head down on the floor, she is cleaning up dirt from under kitchen appliances. She sees me and comes and leans outside, and we kiss. Then a man who is also outside comes up, and also kisses her. I have some feelings of jealousy. Inside a large auditorium/hall with tons of people milling around. It is a festival of the cult. I'm standing near a stage, upon which are standing some performers in costume. One of them is a young woman naked (at least from the waist down), her back is facing me. I reach up and make some contact with her. She doesn't react, but turns around and her front is visible, and I admire the view, and do a double-take as her privates look kind of weird. I turn to the left and look across the hall, and know that there is a display of the cult's books there. I look up and see a matrix (arranged in rows and columns, about 6x6 ) of beings wearing long robes, suspended from ropes. I know these are the authors of the books in the book display below them. We walk over there, and I think that they are suspended from nooses around their necks, they'd probably die, but it seems they are also supported by other parts of their bodies. As we approach, on of the bodies is lowered down to the ground. I know this is the leader of the cult. He is a middle-aged man, tall-ish, with odd eyes and I sense from him a strong vibe of power and evil. The people I'm with begin to present themselves to him, one by one they bow to him, and say their name and cult rank: "<name>, adept" "<name>, novice" It comes to my turn. I do not want to bow to this evil being, instead I just slightly incline my head and say "<name?>, novice". He faces me, and understands that I have trepidations about joining this cult. He says something like "your powers will grow in time." I notice a young woman is running around the crowd and whispering things about me and pointing at me. I know she is spreading lies about me in order to ruin my reputation. She keeps doing this to several more people and I grab her and demand that she stop this. I recognize her as KiKo (o player) from high school, whom I had a crush on. I take her into my arms and we go into another room, she wraps her legs around me (she was quite short IWL and is even shorter in the dream, although I have no recollection of her face in the dream) and we kiss a number of times. With a group of cult members in a pool/hot-tub. I want to escape. I try diving down deep and try to swim by them to get out, I think they may be able to catch me. Strange STM with a tiny being in a cup. [late] + swimming in large pool/lazy-river type of waterway, putting on a hat from a stack of (dark, felt, blue ) hats floating by and wonder if people will recognize me + reviewing the stamps (receipt of small payment for some minor service rendered, like ushering in a concert) in a passport for either my late wife or her late brother, get very emotional when I find a pen in the passport which I "remembered" she used, tried to stay calm
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Someone trying to kill me. Can't recall details. At what appears to be some back offices of some warehouse. Some lady and her daughter went in there as customers wanting to complain of something. I am alone in an office with them. They turn into some kind of mutant aligator-mouth canibals and want to eat me and someone else who just came in. The younger lady catches the other guy and kills him and I am trying to escape the older lady, but the exit is blocked by the corpse of the other man being eaten and I am stuck, climbing shelves and throwing things at her. She manages to bite my hand and it is really painful. But I hit her with something and escape. Manage to hold on to some ropes or cables from the ceiling and try to escape through the false ceiling, but get entangled in the cables. she keeps tying to reach me and sometimes manages to take a painful bite in an arm or leg. I hold on for dear life and then 3 unlucky guys from some next door offices come by and they attack them instead, giving me time to escape. I lock the door behind me, but then feel sorry for the poor guys and unlock it again, to offer them a chance to escape, even knowing that also gives the monsters a chance to kill more. As I escape down a hallway that has a wide window view to that room, I see them laying the 3 dead man in line and ripping flesh from their limbs, all happy like kids with new toys. I am at my mom's house, at my old bedroom, looking at my closet for some clothes to wear and suddenly I have to run away as some crazy serial killer is in the house and tries to kill me. I take the elevator and decide to hide in the tiny compartment that exists under the stairs at the ground floor. If he doesn't know the building, he won't even look at it. Unfortunately this killer has some kind of sixth sense of super hearing. He comes across someone at the entrance lobby and they say good morning or whatever and in that meantime I breathe a bit deeper and he looks back and sees the door and instinctively knows I am in there. When that other person leaves, he grabs me and then I blank. When I wake up somewhere else, turns out he is the devil, but a sexy devil. And with him are two ladies looking like prostitutes with goat legs and hoofs. He has sex with both of them and somehow I get involved and feel him penetrate me. I confess it was actually hot and pleasurable, but I don't want to turn into one of his whores, so I try to escape again. We are in some kind of house in the middle of nowhere and I can't get out. He then tries to poison me and also the other ladies, because they actually saw me trying to escape and did nothing to stop me. He orders us to drink some pasty thing that tastes like hell. I hope it won't kill me for just putting it in my mouth, so I do but do not swallow. Then spit it out as soon as I can. He takes us to a giant bed but then it is no longer a closed bedroom but in the middle of a very populated place like a stadium and the bed is like a stage and everyone is in some concert/event. I mingle with the people and meet lots of familiar faces from my school years. Then there is a football game for old times sake and as it used to happen, nobody wants me on their team. But this time I kick balls (literally) and right away score a goal and then more. All the guys are kinda upset with me, even those in my own team, because they aren't playing shit and they feel embarassed. So they stop playing and leave. I then realize I was left alone with just some child and some guy and this place is now like a deserted building we are trapped in. Outside is a completely different planet and the atmosphere isn't breathable. Here we will die, so we decide to make a run to a spaceship parked a few dozen meters away from the building. The gravity and air pressure is the same as on Earth and the air isn't toxic but has very little oxygen and so we can only hold our breath or breathe it for a little while before passing out. We hold our breath and run for it but we collapse half way, just in time to see a ship approaching and a bunch of my friends coming out to rescue us.
Looking for Jamie Became lucid on something like a greyhound bus. Decided to look for Jamie since she's been AWOL for a while now, briefly showing up here and there, for all i know she could be dead or something and i'd never know. I go up to the bus driver and ask if he knows where Jamie is? He says no. I look around the bus to ask someone else but it's empty. The dream starts going dark a bit. I step down the front steps to the door. To the right of the door as a panel. I imagine removing the panel will take me to another dream space. I take the panel off and slowly step through. I wound up in a large house that appears to be under construction. All the walls are made of plywood and not drywall, and is not painted. The floors are all plywood but clean as in prepped for flooring. I wonder if i can use this place as a dream to find more hidden houses inside hidden rooms. Like a dream that goes on forever and all I do is explore endless houses strung together. I guess Jamie has slipped my mind by now. The dream starts to fade. I try and prolong the dream by leaning on one knee, placing my hand on the floor and counting the spaces between my fingers with one eye closed, (as per Hukif/Walm's suggestion) i start counting. I don't even get to 10 before the distortions start pulling me from the dream forcing me to wake up. I usually try to jump and escape them which usually makes the dream black and then it snaps back with super clarity. But not this time. I feel myself jumping but slightly hitting a ceiling and then I wake up. Victoria A dream about my friend who died of covid at the end of august... She was facebook messaging me. She knows she's dead in the dream and she kept saying sorry and that she was embarrassed that she died so suddenly... Another death I see a woman with brown hair at a funeral. I have a feeling it's Jamie, because of the way she doesn't acknowledge me. She's not here for me, She's here for someone she knows that passed on. It's an odd viewing. The casket is open but on a conveyor belt. (side note: I absolutely hate Viewings. The person is gone, with Jesus, or in hell, or showing up on celebrity ghost stories or something, That body is not them. You know on TV shows when they have viewings? And the person's face is all perfect? Well, it usually isn't, The muscles that hold the face together aren't working and their cheeks just sag down.) Anyway, in the dream the casket rolls by me and Jamie. Her cold ,I'm not really here, gaze breaks and she starts tearing up. She holds onto me and I give her a hug while she cries. Well I guess she knew I was there after all..
Dream From Sept 4 '21: Have entered a room, of what appears to be inside a doctor's place. The room is large, could be rectangular or oblong. It's about the square footage measurement, of a standard ground floor house. I'm there for an apparent appointment. Also maybe a fit drowsy or a bit fatigued from walking to this place. I don't see myself arrive, only enter it, from right of screen. The floor is white carpet. So, I sit on a set of white tiles, which are in the middle of the floor. The tiles are set, as a rectangular grid, of about 3 x 3, (large rectangular tiles going away from screen), or a bigger grid, perhaps 4 x 5. I face a wall, which is in front of me, and parallel to screen. My knees are raised. Not sure what i am there for, but for something, something medical. To my right, in front of the wall, a few steps from me, is a reception desk, and a woman standing behind it. She is looking at me, and smiling. Her face is a blur. She could be smiling, to be friendly, or she could be smiling, because she knows what is happening. To my left, is a male doctor, who is standing at a desk or something, which is a few steps from me. It's parallel to the long side of the grid. He is wearing a white doctor's uniform. I am wearing a short sleeved tee. Without asking me, he injects a syringe into my left arm, with what is probably a Covid jab. That's not what I am there for. so I stand up, rather frustrated by what has happened. With my hands clasped, I gently hit my forehead with my two thumb knuckles. In between my hands is a black tv remote. Oh, why did the doctor inject me? I didn't ask for it, nor did I want it. And than, what seems to be a bit later, because of that Covid jab, I can socialise with other people. Yeah, great, not! one person could be John W, and inside what could be a bar or club (a bit like the Kent in Hamilton, with a wooden counter area). Any questions or comments?
I have been having some really odd dreams the last few weeks since returning home from a Labor Day Weekend beach trip with some friends. The dreams are set at the resort where my friends and I stayed, but I think I am 19 or 20 years old in the dreams. When the dreams start I walking around the pool area at the resort and the beach in front of the resort looking for the friends I went on the Labor Day Beach trip as well as many other beach trips in recent years, but I cannot find them anywhere. I know I am under 21 in these dreams because I am cannot get a drink at the beach bar. Eventually my younger sister finds me and tells we she and tells me moms is checking us out of the resort and we need to go now. I tell my sister I am riding home with my friends, but she tells me they have already left and I will need to ride home with she and my mom. My sister looks like I remember her looking when she was around 15 or 16 which also makes me think I am 19 or 20 in the dreams. I them follow my sister to the hotel lobby where we see our mom who looks the way she did when I was 19-20 years old. She is waiting in a long line to check out. When she sees us, she tells us the car is parked in the lot out front and suggests we go ahead and get in. She then give my sister the keys and she leads me out the front door of the resort and to the parking lot across the street. When we get to the parking lot, I see my grandfathers old tan 1983 Plymouth Reliant which was my car in high school. It really stands out because all of the other cars in parking lot are modern cars. As we get closer to it, I notice it looks l just like it did when I quit driving it with all of the bumper stickers I put on it. I really looks like an eyesore compared to all of the other newer cars parked in the lot. My sister then uses the keys to unlock the front passenger side door and stands off to the side. I tell her she can sit up front that I am fine in the back seat but she rolls her eyes and tells me that we are both going to have to ride up front since the back seat is full of stuff and that I am riding in the middle since I wasn’t supposed to be riding with them. I look into the back seat and notice it is full of things like beach chairs; floats; and surf boards and that there is no way I can clear any space back there. I reluctantly sit down in the front tan vinyl bench seat and then fasten the tan lap belt around my waist. My sister then tells me she is taking the keys back to mom and closes the passenger side door and walks back to the resort lobby. While I wait in the car for my mother and sister to come out, I see a bunch of people walking on the sidewalk in front of the car and it feels like everyone is staring at it. I cannot figure out if it is because the reliant is out of place in the parking lot or if people are tying to figure out why I am in the car by myself sitting in the front middle seat. After I have been in the car a couple of minutes, my sister is walking toward the car and then sitting down on the tan vinyl passenger seat to my right and then closes her door and fastens the tan shoulder belt. She tells me the line has barely moved so we will be waiting for mom for a while longer. As me and my sister sit in the reliant and wait, crowds of people continue to walk in front of us and it feels like everyone is staring at the car and me and my sister waiting in it. I am again trying to figure out if it is because the car looks out of place or if it is because they think it is odd me and my sister are both riding out front and I am in the middle when I am much taller. While we continue to wait in the car for our mom, my sister does this like put her tan wedge sandals on the tan glove box; put her head on my shoulder; and try to put her left arm around me. I know she is doing all of these things to try to get on my nerves. As me and my sister continue to wait in the car I cannot figure out if it is worse if people notice that the back seat is full of stuff and think we are hoarders or if they do not notice and try to figure out why me and my sister are both riding up front. Eventually, I finally see mom walking towards the reliant with some bags in her hand. When she get to the reliant, she first opens the trunk and put the bags in there and then walks around to the driver side and unlocks the driver side door. As she is doing this, I continue to feel like everyone is staring at us and know they all know that my mother is the driver and I am a male riding between two females. When my mom sits down in the tan vinyl driver seat to my left, I feel squished between she and my sister and know I will have to deal with riding between for at least 5-6 hours. I am not looking forward to it as mom checks all the mirrors while people continue to walk by. When mom has everything adjusted, she reaches to turn the key but the engine doesn’t start-up and after each crank there is the annoying buzzing sound and dash illuminated with red lights. My mother keeps pumping the accelerator and turning the key, but each crank always ends with the red lights and buzzing sound. As my mother keeps trying to start the car, I notice more people in the parking lot and on the front porch of the resort are noticing the car is not starting are looking at us. I cannot decide if it is more embarrassing that they are seeing me riding between my mom and younger sister or that the car is not starting up. Normally during the dreams, my mom gets out several time to look under the hood and me and my sister stay bucked in the car while she does this. In some dreams, mom goes back to the hotel or to an auto store across the street trying to get stuff to fix the car but nothing ever works. When the dream ends, I am always still buckled to the middle seat of the reliant with my mom to my left in the driver seat trying to get it started and my sister to my right in the passenger seat.
The guide on the scaffolding 18/07/20 Lucid #10 - DILD I’m entering a large city building block and heading up some wooden stairs. I enter a large room with layers of scaffolding and multiple wooden platforms rising up to the high ceiling. I see a friendly older lady stood on one of the platforms above wearing a suit and glasses. She smiles at me as if she’s been waiting for me to arrive. I climb a ladder up to the platform she’s stood on and as I reach the top she starts explaining something to me but I can’t remember what it was. I wonder if she’s some kind of dream guide? (At this point I’m aware it’s a dream but I’m not yet thinking clearly) She says a word that I don’t recognise. I ask her what it means and she uses an analogy to explain it. It makes sense and I make a mental note to check the word when I wake up (annoyingly I forgot what it was!) It all gets a bit vague here but the next thing I remember I’m sat on one of the higher levels of the scaffolding with my legs hanging over the edge. I’m looking around at how real everything is and think I’ve been in this dream for a while now, maybe even 20 minutes (upon waking I don’t believe this is correct) I’m quite impressed and the realism is uncanny to real life. After, I pull out a tube yogurt and start eating it. The room suddenly changes and I’m stood in the middle of a colourful, racing game track, like Mario Kart, with little cars racing toward me. As I keep eating the yogurt the dream keeps changing to different scenes like flicking through tv channels. Most of the scenes are racing car related though. I think it must be the sugar in the yogurt having some weird side effect on the dream? Everything then fades and I’m left in the blackness of the void. I’m only here for a few seconds before I feel acceleration, like I’m been pulled back into the dream. It’s similar to the sensations I’ve experienced during a WILD transition. I think I say something to myself like “Hold on, hold on!” as I’m pulled in. Whilst still in the dark I feel a floating sensation followed by an intense spinning like my whole body is spinning like a tornado. I worry my real body is doing this in bed and suddenly I awake on the floor in my childhood bedroom. I think I must have fallen out of bed and luckily I didn’t hurt myself… Stability: High Control: Low Clarity: Medium Awareness: Low Length: Low Trigger: None Reality check: None Length: 3 minutes (approx.) Goals: None Techniques: WBTB, MILD Time: 6:30am Lucid count: 10 False awaken and Fly! 18/07/20 Lucid #11 - DILD I awake suddenly in a strange bedroom sat up in bed next to my wife. I’m over the moon as I’ve just had a lucid dream! I tell her about it and explain I nearly had a WILD. I then get out my phone and I’m eager to write it all down. “Why are you writing it down, that’s weird?” she says. I ignore her and open my dream journal. Just then a random lady comes in through the door wearing a face mask. I’m surprised to see her and wonder why she’s just walked into the room? She holds a phone in her hand and comes up to the bed as if ready to take a photo. I’m really confused. She then asks permission and starts pulling the covers off my legs. “No!” I say and pull them back. It all feels very bizarre and then it hits me… Am I still dreaming? I lift my hands to do a finger palm reality check. I know it rarely works so I try to really focus and start stabbing my finger into my palm relentlessly. At first it doesn’t do anything and I get annoyed. “Come on!” I grumble and just like that my finger starts to feel like it’s prodding clay and soon my finger makes a small hole. It’s a dream! I’m in shock and there is no doubt. The lady sighs and does a ‘damn it!’ gesture with her arm as if she’s disappointed I figured it out. I’m not happy and a bit annoyed she was trying to trick me. I jump out of bed and exit through a door next to the bed straight into a back street. “See ya!” I say, delighted to be free. I walk outside and see ahead of me a pleasant looking suburban neighbourhood, with some grass and a big tree. I look up and see blue sky and know the conditions are perfect to fly. I don’t waste any time and do as I planned. I stand straight, look up at the sky, put my fist in the air like superman and push off from the ground. I instantly begin to float upwards and I’m excited it’s working but it’s very slow, like I’m been pulled up by a slow tractor beam. I reach the height of a house but then feel like my body is weighing me down and gravity pulls me straight back to the ground. I try again and this time I float up steadier and I am pulled up past a house and a tree and watch as they get smaller and smaller below me. It seems I’ve got the hang of it and look back to the sky and see the clouds high up that I want to reach and keep my fist firmly pointed toward them. I feel like I’m getting really high now so I look back down again and see a birds eye view of rows of houses from far above. I should be frightened by the dizzying height but I’m not and think it’s so cool! I look back at the sky and pass through wisps of thin cloud and then through a big thick grey one. This makes everything go a bit blurry and as I look around all I can see now is clouds and what could be the faint blue glow of the earth’s atmosphere. I wonder if I should keep going and attempt to reach outer space but I decide not to over do it and enjoy this experience instead but just then all fades and I awake (for real this time). Waking Notes: Interesting overall experience with some dreaming firsts. The first dream was very low level lucid and I wasn’t thinking as clearly as I’d like and forgot a lot of the details. Things got rather confusing after as I experienced a WILD/ DEILD kind of experience and lost lucidity along the way and had my very first false awakening though it wasn’t set in my real bedroom. Thankfully I noticed the strangeness of the new dream and was able to regain a higher level of lucidity. I remembered my dream goal and took off from the ground as planned for the first time. It wasn’t quite the exhilarating flying experience I had imagined but a great first step. My focus on flying upward toward the sky was maybe why my flight was so linear. Stability: High Control: Medium Clarity: High Awareness: Medium Length: Low Trigger: Dream oddity and RC Reality check: Finger palm Length: 5 minutes (approx.) Goals: Learn to Fly Techniques: WBTB, MILD Time: 6:30am Lucid count: 11
comment dream lucid Failed WILD (light vibrations, I thought that nothing happened but I was probably dreaming about being in bed at that point or very shortly after). I'm in bed. I get up and walk out of the room through a hallway. Something feels off. The movement - it's slightly slower and smoother. Am I dreaming? I raise my hand to do a nose plug RC but don't even finish it, the movement has a definite weird feel. I step into the room across from the bedroom where I slept and immediately know it isn't supposed to be there. The room looks like a combination of my childhood bedroom and the bedroom in my in-laws' apartment. What was I going to do? Trumps! And something else, but I can remember that later. Trumps come from the Amber book series by Roger Zelazny. In the books, they are tarot cards used for communicating with the person in the picture and also for teleporting. I've always loved Amber and came across the idea of using Trumps in one of FryingMan's posts. If I can get them into my dreams, it would be a neat tool for summoning DCs and for teleporting. I try to get the cards out of my pocket. But I don't seem to have any easily accessible pockets. I remember the sweatpants that I wear IRL now - they have zippered pockets. I feel the zipper and unzip it. From inside, I pull out an old tissue. I face a desk. There's a black phone on it, and music is playing. It's something modern, pop/techno/dance, mostly beats, I don't like it, but it's an original song and that's what gets my attention. I pick up the phone and say, "Play some rock." The music stops, but nothing new starts. "Classic rock," I specify. Nothing. I leave the phone alone and return to the contents of my pockets. More pieces of tissue. A small piece of lined paper, as if cut from my DJ, but blank. Nothing more. A DC enters the room. He wants to know what I'm doing with the phone. I pick it up again and say, "Play something." Now it works - the phone starts playing something techno-like again. The DC walks to the other end of the room, where he joins another DC who was already there. I wonder what to do next. TOTM! I look around the room - the other DC is now just a little closer. I walk up to him and ask "What part of my subconscious do you represent?" He looks at me in great surprise. "I don't know," he says, throwing up his hands. He turns to the other DC, but then turns back to me and says "Mrzoprs" with effort. I'm not sure I've understood correctly. "What?" "Mrzoprs," he repeats. "Mrzoprs" is a nonsense word, but if I assume Czech etymology, it could be loosely translated as "regretboob" or "grumpyboob". OK, enough. I have more goals to do. I go out into a big atrium. My next goal needs me to fly. But my lucidity and concentration have dropped significantly and I'm having trouble getting airborne, as well as problems with my clothes getting in the way. Then I get distracted by a friend who finds my attempts amusing. Nothing else interesting happens.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At some party, like at an art gallery, and there is Riverstone and a bunch of other people. They are serving lots of desserts in long tables in different rooms and I am planning to indulge in as many as I can. But as I grab a plate and go back to get some of what I have seen, I find them mostly gone and manage to grab only 3 tiny cake slices before finding that the buffet is over and immediately removed and all the tables are now exhibiting jewellery and other art pieces. I feel frustrated but they say they announced the time limit ahead and have a very strict policy about it. Then I sit down and realize there is some sort of lecture going on the next room, but then it is no longer at this gallery but at my grandparent's old house and it is a meeting of some Jeovah's witnesses with my grandpa in his kitchen. I am sitting there and continuing to eat my cake slices and I see their judgemental looks over my glutony. When they get up to leave I walk them to the door and outside the hallway looks like a school hallway and not my granparent's building. I go explore and feel a mix of joy and freedom as I feel transported to my highschool years. I go around dancing and levitating and my dance becomes a bit more sexy and dirty and I think I even pole dance a little when I find some random pole in the hallways. As I encounter some prude teachers who start judging me, at some point I go blatanly sexual and expose my private parts. They go away in shock. Further ahead I spot a teacher of mine telling another student some story about me. So apparently some teacher had asked another one about the students in our class, and the second one mentioned I was a total devil. But when she arrived to the classroom she was so surprised to see that I was this quiet little angel instead and they are discussing how I could hide it so well or something. I want to know more about it, so I come to them and ask what else happens in the story. They get spooked and say that is none of my business and leave. Tired of all these people I start becoming aware of the dream and levitating high up in the air. From above I see hundreds of people coming and going, entering and leaving buildings, like little ants. Then realize I am also a little ant just like them. I think about what to do in this lucid dream, but have no idea, so I decide I"ll just watch whatever happens. Then I start spotting fleeting rainbows in the sky, reflected on windows, basically everywhere. and I think about how they are a metaphor for the nature of the mind. So I start trying to catch them. I spot a rainbow shining against a wall and I am close enough to touch it. It turns into a pattern of our brains white matter. As I focus on it, everything around starts turning blue, like I am inside a tub of dark blue jello. I think this might be another level of insight into the nature of the mind and I want to find answers. I start to see some letters and numbers forming and make an effort to decode it, but the thick jello makes it hard to read it clearly. In the ned it seems just like I am looking at some comemorative metal plaque on a wall and seems to mention the European Union or something and I feel really disappointed. Try again, same thing. So I get bored and try to get out of this blue stuff and get back into a normal world with people. I walk among them and decide to make another experiment. I want to go through them instead of treatint them like real people and see what happens. The first ones it feels weird, like I just actually push them to the sides and not really go through them. So they get mad at me and try to grab me, but it is like I have a force field around me and they can't touch me. I keep bulldozing through the crowd at ease. And then some start treating me like a goddess with super powers and start following me around. The group of annoying followers is growing and they are too clingy, so I find jewels on the ground and offer to them to distract them. It works. Then someone says I am getting phone calls on my cell phone and I break lucidity while trying to figure out where my cell phone is and who might be calling.
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