September 25, 2014 I was an agent of some sort, and was going to meet my parents at a restaurant for dinner. But I had a mission, and told them I wasn't feeling well. I would meet them at the house we rented. I found the target: A man in his mid 20s, who had long curly, blond hair. He looked like a dumbass. I took him back to the house I was staying at with my parents, but enough time had passed that they would be asleep now. I was sitting with this guy on the couch in the living room, and seduced him. I had to get some information from his computer, so I put a bug on it when he wasn't looking, and then had to stall him long enough for it to get the info. So I dripped some melted chocolate on his leg, and said, "oops~" and actually licked it off him. His leg was hairy and gross. I must have been a boss agent if I was willing to do that for the info. I then "accidentally" spilled some chocolate on my thigh, and made him lick it off. At that point, I only needed like a minute and a half more time, and the guy was hard as hell, so I basically used him so that I could climax, and made him leave. Like literally, I had my way with him, and kicked him out of the house still hard... Poor guy. I went to the bathroom to pee, found out my sister was in the shower. (I don't have a sister IWL) Then the next morning I met all these people who lived in the house we were renting. IT was a huge house, so lots of people lived there. One of them was a guy in my agency, who was congratulating me for my work last night. My parents were in the kitchen, and the guy was saying how talented I was. "Yeah, I'm pretty smart, aren't I?" I said. I was cleaning up around the couch just to be safe, and he leaned on the couch and whispered, "You've got other talents, too ;)" We found an empty room and... ya know. Flash forward, and I was walking through a field, back to the house. It's a field through dunes, and there are trees around the huge field, and the path I'm on leads to a lake, eventually. I've been there in my dreams before, but I don't recall when. I got back to the house, and had to help one of the residents move a large antique furniture.
September 24, 2014 I was skiing with the backpacking club, but there was no snow... So we climbed this building we found, trying to get higher, where there would be snow. At the top, there was a Saturn 5 Rocket. It was a display for people to see, and had videogame-like pods that you could jump from to reach the tp. But we weren't supposed to do that. I really wanted to, though. I argued with my brother, who happened to be there now. He was getting in the way of all my pictures on purpose, and I hit him.
September 21, 2014 I was in a bathroom of some sort... When I was washing my hands, I realized there was no water. A woman came in to wash her hands, too, but when I told her there was no hot water, she left.
September 21, 2014 I found out I was put into a different Flied Placement, and when I got there, I really didn't like the school or the new teacher. I talked to my professors about changing my placement back to MY Mentor Teacher, and they let me switch back, but I wouldn't be able to actually go back to the old classroom until two days from then. I didn't want to wait, so I worked it out with my MT to come back a day earlier than I was supposed to. I was wandering the halls of the new school, and now that I think about it, it was a lot like the school we were at for the summer work we did. Anyways, I walked back to MY school, and found my classroom, and was hanging out there during lunch. I realized that I'd parked in the front lot, and that the principal would find out I was there before I was supposed to be. So I had to move my car before she saw it and realized. I was panicky, but my MT offered to meet me at the back lot with my stuff, because if I took my stuff to my car, I would be found out even sooner.... Or something. So I went out to the parking lot to park my car in the back lot, but I never really made it to my car. There were two kids (probably 5th graders) saying something about going to the hidden, forbidden playground in the back of the school. So I followed them to make sure they were safe, and as we rounded the school, it became very hilly, and started to get darker. That's never a good sign in my dreams... It started to get snowy, too. Double bad sign. We've crested the tallest hill, and there are trees at the top. I hold out my hand to steady myself against a tree as the kids run down the hill in front of us. At this point, it was completely pitch black. I could kind of see a village of some sort in the valley before us... But I had a really bad feeling, and called the kids to come back to me. Then I could feel the eyes around me.... and then I could see them. There were at least five figures surrounding me, and I heard the kids scream, and assumed that they were surrounded, too. They took us away and I woke up...
September 19, 2014 I was at home with my family, and we somehow picked up a baby. Like an infant baby. I was taking the baby to class with me, but I wanted to go to an amusement park with Kels and Zukin, and didn't know where to put the baby while we went out. I went back home to get him, and at first I couldn't find him, because I had left him at home that day. I realized I forgot to feed him, and panicked that he had died. But he was there in my room when I got there. I breastfed him, and for some reason a guy was there, and I was completely naked. It was either my ex or the guy I like now. I was feeding the baby, and remembered that dream I had a while ago about feeding my baby, and I nodded. Yeah, this is exactly how it felt! lol. Then the baby started talking. He talked to me, though I don't remember what he said. I'd completely forgotten about going to the amusement park, and the baby and I bonded. I secretly wanted him to think of me as his real mother... Then he turned into a fish or a Pokemon, or something. We went out for a walk, and there was a Pokemon swarm attack, and I accidentally caught a lot of them. I found out that some of the new ones were the same species as the used-to-be-baby, and frantically figured out which one talked and released the rest of them.
Huge backlog of dreams to post... September 17, 2014 I was in school, and met someone who wanted to study something. For this study, I had to put on a pair of shoes that would make me get super dizzy... I put them on, and ran in circles, but I wasn't dizzy at all.
Here is my precog competition dream that I just woke from. Salty old crock On a train standind by the doors. I press a big button that stops the train and opens the door. I am on a beach. The tide is high. I walk ankle deep into a shallow, isolated bit of water, towards a nice long rock. Then I see the rock is a salt water crocodile. I'm not scared. Then I am in an old persons bedroom, the old person tells me they have a crocodile under the bed. I walk on the bed and the crocodile butts my feet. Then popps his head out from under the bed. There is an unusual place on top of his head to be punched, to settle him down. So I punch gently but firmly. He likes it and goes back under the bed to snooz. (EOD) The rock that becomes a salty old crock is my surprising old friend. He is both the old person in his old bedroom and his pet crock living under his bed. When awake I figured that out cos the crock wanted to be boxed on a special place on top of his head. Then he rested. That pointed to the infamous boxin match that began my old friends psi dream caree. I'd say the precog dream target is a salt water crocodile Dream tags Train, sand, sunny, sleepy salt water lagoon, soft long rocks, crocodile. Old person, bed.
I had a lucid dream the night before 10/2/2014. Two nights in a row! (I already posted the one from last night). I was sitting with a old lady and then I suddenly grew old. This happened before in a dream so I knew it was a dream. Suddenly there were many dogs running around me and one wanted to play with me and I was petting it, chasing away my fear of dogs. Then I saw my friend Cody and a weird huge cat, and I ran after her and the cat. Many cats were there and they were playing with each other. I heard someone say "Cats play with each other. Sometimes they hurt each other but they play with each other." Then, someone was teaching a kid martial arts so I tried to teach front stance. Then everyone started to do ballet we were in a large auditorium. I was following along doing arabesques and other leg raises and positions and I asked to stay in the dream longer and then i had a false awakening because I expected to wake up and then I woke up for real and wrote it down. Before that dream I had a nightmare that a guy in a gang was attacking me and friends, and then a friend killed the attacker and then we were in a mental hospital and someone told him to tongue his pills and I said I would tongue them.
I woke up from a dream, looked around and saw that it was dark. I noticed two cats sitting close to me on my bed. "I need a cup of dolphin blood," I said. "Stick out your finger and a dolphin will appear," one of the cats replied. "I know that," I thought. I stuck out my finger behind my back. I felt the dolphins beak and turned around. It was right in my face. "I need a cup of dolphin blood," I said. "Okay! Follow me!" the dolphin said in an upbeat, squeaky voice. It went into one of the other bedrooms and came out a couple of seconds later holding a big 24 ounce glass of dolphin blood which the dolphin gave me. It looked convincing enough, a little bit frothy and viscous and I could see blood sticking on the empty part of the glass. I quickly took a couple of big gulps. I was disappointed to find it didn't taste anything but I did get a strange sensation that I was starting to transform into a dolphin like I had hoped. I woke up, probably from my excitement.
Updated 10-03-2014 at 05:15 PM by 57896
I had a false awakening followed by a DILD. In my false awakening, my wife was trying to wake me up. She was very happy about something, but I was too tired listen or understand. I looked at the clock and it said it was 6:30 Am, and my alarm wasn’t supposed to go off until 7:00 Am. I told her I need to sleep for another half hour. I rolled over and went back to sleep. Little did I know this was a false awakening. I fell back to sleep with the intention of trying to have a Lucid dream about my daughter. I found myself immediately in a dream, but I wasn’t Lucid yet. I was walking down a wooded path in my home town, feeling sad and blue about my daughter, who I miss so much. There was a 7 Eleven parking lot, coming up right beside the trail, in the clearing. I was only in my shorts, and I had a blanket from my bed. I figured I better wrap myself up in the blanket or I’ll get arrested for indecent exposure. I looked behind me really quick to see if there was anybody else around, because I was feeling a little exposed with my lack of clothes. Walking right behind me was my dream guide, or whatever you call him or her. He or she quickly disappeared and avoided me, as usual. I knew instantly I was dreaming. I’m Lucid! I looked at the ground and saw strange geometric object lying on the path. It reminded me of the Lucid dreams I use to have as a kid, and all the crazy stupid things I would do when I was Lucid. I then thought about my daughter again, and headed off down the path alongside the 7 Eleven parking lot, and I was tearing. Just then my daughter appeared in the parking lot, in all the beauty that she is, and then she walked up right beside me, put her arm around me, and pulled me in close. We walked together down the path past the 7 Eleven. I leaned over and kissed her on the head, and thanked her for coming for a visit. She started to clown around to lighten the mode, being the fantastic, humorous personality she is, and I quickly cheered up! It was so good to hear her voice and giggle again. The Lucid dream started to fade. I was getting too excited. I swirled frantically, but I woke up. I looked at my real alarm clock and the time was 6:20 Am. Thanks Sweetie!
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #243: Silent Lucidity I’m hanging out with Dreamer in a carpeted den and we’re talking excitedly about how a group of us (Dreamer, Jenkees, anotherdreamer, and I) made audio recordings that make us sound like complete idiots. (This is a true waking life memory! I recorded myself using a special audio trick that Dreamer found which made me sound like a complete idiot. The others made their recordings overnight and Dreamer skyped me about this during WBTB.) Nearby there’s a statue of a tall, naked, muscular woman striding forward while extending her arm toward the sky. The woman is wearing a basket across her lower back and there are three towel-like bundles in the basket. Dreamer tells me that these bundles are the “idiot” voice recordings and that they’ll be ready soon. Dreamer and I lay on the carpeted floor maybe ten feet apart, facing each other and propped up on an elbow. We talk for a while about various things, mostly related to dreaming. I consider the idea that I’m dreaming right now and yes, this is a dream! I tell Dreamer that all of this is a dream and she smiles, calmly agreeing. We talk a little about the voice recordings, and then I tell her that I can’t remember my goals right now, but I’m content to just chat for a while. She asks me why I’m not wearing my SleepPhones to bed and I tell her that those are fleece and it still doesn’t feel cold enough. I tell her, “And you only know about the SleepPhones because this is a dream!” (Meaning that she knows I'm not wearing them.) She laughs. I remember that I had a goal of facing a fear. Dreamer and I had recently discussed how we’re both very fearful about awkward silences with friends. I allow the conversation to pause. Dreamer seems to understand what I’m doing and her eyes flick once nervously to the left before locking back on to mine for good. I feel a sharp flutter of panic at first and I’m tempted to blah-blah-blah the moment away, but I resist it and maintain our eye contact. My hands knead the carpet to help keep the dream stable. After I’m past the initial fear, my mantra “Look for the dream” returns to me. Dreamer’s mouth turns up in a half smile as my fear gives way to calm. After a while, I say, “[Jenkees] must be here, right? I really want to meet him!” Dreamer grins at this idea and agrees. We both stand up and I gesture toward the adjacent hallway, saying, “Ah look, [Jenkees] is even here right now!” A rather doughy, pasty guy who looks nothing like Jenkees walks through the door and joins us in the den. I notice that he’s way too short. “[Jenkees], you’re supposed to be so much taller than this!” The guy smiles sheepishly and starts shrinking even more until he’s only waist height. Dreamer and I laugh at how badly I’ve botched this summon. “Sorry, [Jenkees],” I say. “I’ll do better with this next time!” Dreamer and I try to talk a bit more about dream goals, but it isn’t long before the dream ends.
Updated 10-03-2014 at 07:20 PM by 57387
Morning of October 3, 2014. Friday. I am living in a very large castle that, in some ways, is somewhat like the inside of a modern shopping mall in layout, though also has features of a boarding house (though more expansive). I am not sure of my place in this gated society. I walk around the environment without incident for a time. Assuming the orientation is relative to my present home’s (though there is no technical reason why it should be) it is longer from west to east and with a wide hall (west assumed to be the front though I am not outside of that area). There seems to be the memory of a girl in my care. She is eleven years old and with dark hair and green eyes and is seemingly a young version of my wife (even though I seem more of a step father here). I become aware of this when she is ready to leave in a car (on the east end) to go to a party with several other people. This seems to be some sort of party representing finality of something (such as the last day of a school year). She is wearing an elaborate light blue gown. There are at least two well-known celebrities in the car who I think are female pop stars though there are males as well. I have concern for her safety and tell her to get out of the car and to come back into the castle. This concern is based on awareness of mainstream pop culture (and my total dislike of it) and “knowing” that drugs or alcohol may be freely available at the other location (though later, the location actually seems to be another part of the same castle - unless they visited elsewhere before coming to a different area of the castle to party). At first she seems slightly confused and a bit annoyed, but becomes more “stable” as well as passive in my decision. From here, I go around “telling people off” about their attempt to destroy the child’s soul and natural (or instinctive) self-governance regarding right and wrong (also relative to possibly latent divine abilities such as healing and precognition). Although I take full control at this point, I am not lucid in any way. One of the people I “tell off” about the event seems to be her birth mother (though I do not recognize her - though I do say her name which I have forgotten, though I think it may be Gretchen), who is being kept in a holding cell (unsure of the crime she is there for) that is not that secure and with at least three other females around her age lounging about on the floor. It is very similar to a low-fenced rectangular area where people pay a small fee to feed smaller animals during some expos and it is out from the middle of one wall in a much larger room. A bit of hay is on the floor for bedding. She seems angry that I have done this but I am not impressed at all by her supposed reasoning which seems shared by many - “fun at all costs” and subjecting oneself to endless passive entertainment like a slow death. I ask her if she is okay and she makes a remark about two male drunks having disturbed her sleep the previous evening by yelling randomly around 3 am when walking down the street (from the southeast). It does not concern me as they were not a threat to the security of the castle (or gated city) at any point. Over time, I begin to single out and eliminate the people associated with pop culture or erroneous beliefs (not through any type of violence but by spurring the castle’s seemingly ruling “public” into proper action and the removal of the offenders). A few people deny the charges and hide in their quarters for the duration but I know they will be gone soon, which means all undesirable music of particular defeatist phrasing types will no longer be extant in the entire region. In a northeast section of the castle I use some sort of advanced testing equipment in the location where the party had taken place. It is some sort of powder with fluid-like properties (depending on what it falls on) made up of nanomachines. When most of the target is covered it creates a virtual monitor on all the surfaces with a report of the findings (down to the molecular structure). I try it on the stove they were to use at the party and all the sides then have many flashing instances of the word “warning” in red, white, and black; equidistant columns and rows by about three inches or so over the appliance. There is also a sort of buzzing alarm-like sound from somewhere (apparently a temporary virtual speaker formed by the nanomachines). The warning relates to both an illicit drug having been in contact with the oven as well as a poisonous chemical (associated with oven cleaner). This is only some of the evidence I will be gathering to oust all those I do not favor. I will be able to go over the whole castle and “recreate” it accordingly. “Invisible” (microscopic) nanomachines that clean or refurbish features of the in-dream environment (only the man-made ones) have been occurring more and more in my dreams since the beginning of the year. However, they serve a very similar function of where in-dream “magic” or mental focus have been used in the past. Near the ending, the girl thanks me for my interest in her survival and development and speaks and acts with sincere and devoting mien and is now solely a faithful obsequious ally, it seems. I am also considering if this is a “healing power” to “healing powder” transference (concerning ambiguity of my dream self’s faux memory) in recent dream trends due to liminal accidental “dream universe rewiring” in long-term meditation (due to the audio similarity of “power” and “powder” - as the nanomachines maintain a powder form with additional fluid or mist properties for the most part). Aspects of this very loosely seem influenced by episode #01.03 and #01.04 of “Survivors” (2010), seen the night before. However, this general theme has been recurring since earliest memory in various ways.
Updated 12-12-2015 at 09:47 AM by 1390
Dream - Lucid I was outside somewhere in a parking lot. I noticed a car with lots of little signs propped up on the hood that said things like "Blow me!" and other similar statements. Upon further examination, I noticed it was an anti-rape thing that people did. It was like you'd put all these vulgar statements about oral sex on your car while it was parked, and it was supposed to be an anti-rape thing. The things were then on my car, though in the dream, I had a mini-van or an SUV, not the car I currently have IWL. Dallas didn't like it at all. It made him mad. At one point, I believe he was taking the signs off the car. Then, we were inside a mall. There was a table that had all the signs on it. For some reason, I went to go pick the signs off, and noticed there was a necklace at each place. I started to pick up all the necklaces. Some were gold, some silver. I particularly liked one with a large elephant pendant on it, but I knew it would be way too long on me. I then noticed that the table was set for a dinner that was going to take place that had something to do with the anti-rape thing. The necklaces were gifts. I started trying to put all the necklaces back. ~ I was at Disney World at Hollywood Studios, though it didn't look like it at all. I was with my mom. We were walking when I looked behind us and saw that The Tower of Terror was collapsing! I also saw other tall buildings collapsing. I thought maybe it was a tornado. I then saw one off the the right destroying more buildings. At this point, I started to question where we were. Was it Disney? It must be. My mom and I started to run the other direction, and I was thinking to myself that you probably shouldn't try to outrun a tornado. We then came across some tall grass and somehow figured that was the best place to go. I then was walking towards the ruined Tower of Terror, thinking about how many people had died in the tornado, when I figured out I was dreaming. I did some finger counts, and only came up with 6 once. The rest of the times I came up with 5. I also noticed that my nails were painted. I then tried to stick my finger through my palm, and it went through. I knew I didn't have much time left for this dream, so I decided to fly a little. I was right next to the ruined Tower. I was jumping, trying to get into the air. I then remembered to just let myself float, and it worked. I floated effortlessly into the air. I didn't go very high, but I wasn't trying to. I did let myself float a tad higher, and would start slowly sinking down again, so I'd have to do the floating thing again to gain my height back. I floated into the ruins of the tower; it was literally just the base that was left and nothing more, not even a ton of rubble or anything. I then couldn't think of what else to do. I decided to talk to my mom, whom I suppose was nearby somewhere, though I didn't see her. I said "Hey, you know I'm lucid dreaming, right?" She said "Yes, but only for like 5 more minutes!" "Less than that!" I said back. Nothing else exciting happened. A few minutes later, I woke up. ~ I was walking through a mall, looking for a particular clothing store. I walking through this laser tag place where kids were running around. One little boy was trying to shoot me. I don't even have a vest on, I thought to myself. I then walked out of it and back into the mall. I was at a dead end. I felt as if this is where the store should be, but it was the same stores that I had already passed. I felt silly for going in circles. ~ I was at the bakery. Barry, an older man who works there, was in the freezer getting something. I was standing in there as well in front of the open door. I was messing with my phone and just plain zoning out. I then walked out of the freezer and Barry followed. He was carrying a box. Had he needed to get out of there this whole time? I then wondered how long I had been standing there. He hadn't said anything to me about moving, though. I then was in a room that doesn't exist IWL. It was dark in the room, but only the colors of everything around me; there was enough lighting in there. There was a chair in the middle of the room. On it, there was a box of what looked like donut holes. It should have been in the freezer. I picked it up, and it was room temp. Wow, it had been out for awhile! I went up to Barry to ask him if I should put them back or what he was doing with them. He told me he was going to eat them. When he said this, along his bottom teeth, I could see this whitish cream that I could only assume was the filling of the donut holes. Shannon, my manager, was then there talking to someone, telling a story, but then she switched her attention to telling the story to me. I couldn't really hear her or understand what she was saying, but she was smiling, so I assumed it was a funny story. She then pulled her phone out to show me something on there. I wasn't sure whether I should just go with it, or tell her that I couldn't hear her. I then was out in front of the counter. There were these velvet line dividers up like you see at the movie theater that were leading up to the bakery. These two teenage/early 20s guys came up and were asking me something about getting hired, but I couldn't understand them either. I said "I'm sorry, what? I can't hear very well." They smiled, and I then quickly added, "But you don't have to yell." to make sure they weren't going to start talking too loud. My hearing isn't THAT bad. They started to speak again, and I still couldn't understand a word they were saying, though I could hear them. I just felt so zoned out. So, logically, to escape the situation, I just fell onto the floor, knowing that it would actually work and I would be somewhere else. I somehow had an inkling that this wasn't reality, but I wouldn't say I was lucid. I then woke up.
Black is Non Lucid. Blue is Lucid. Lucidity: 2/5 Vividness: 3/5 Length: Very Short I was trying to get to my friend's house that was down a highway. We were going as fast as we could, all the while dozens of other cars were doing the same. There was a little kid on a tiny bike going down the highway, in the middle of it all. He had to keep stopping and going again, since he fell and fell off his bike. I feared for him that he'd get hurt, and he did. My friend found the boy's bike, it was nothing more than a piece of metal now, and then they found the boy. He had a black ash all over his body, like an overcooked piece of bread. I told them to leave it, they said no, so he came with us. When we reached this place that looked devilish because of all the dead animals around, I became lucid. The area was very dark, like something you'd see in Berserk. I jumped down off this ledge and then flew by willing it, mostly, up to this pillar of dead animal's heads. There was a bull's head staring at me with big eyes, and a crow with a very long orange yellow beak. I grabbed the head of the crow, willing it's beak to open. When it did, I feared it would bite me, but it didn't. I then put the bird's beak to a tree next to me and willed it to cut the tree in half. It didn't, so I closed my eyes (big mistake) and when imagined the tree getting cut in two. When I opened my eyes, the tree wasn't cut. My vision became black and I couldn't see anything, so I lost lucidity. Then, there were these re spawns I had, I re spawned as the baby once, asking my friends to put a blanket over me so I could talk to my friend without creeping her out. Then I was in a space ship, still trying to find my friend. I was in my room on the floor doing something on the computer. Someone came into my room who I've never seen before, a nerdy looking girl. She was grateful to meet me, but I asked her to step outside so I could get dressed since I was in my underwear and t-shirt only. I got dressed and came out, we said a few things and then I left. I went in search of my friend again, this time going to the school. One of my brother's friends brought me there, it took a while. I found out that he wanted to talk to my friend Jake, who didn't go to this school, so we had to go back on the highway. We made it to my friends house, she was fine, she talked to me and everything, as usual. We were in a mall buying food and talking about how bad some of it was for you.
Updated 10-09-2014 at 01:15 PM by 33643
10.3.14 Last night bed 11pm - 5:45am I'm watching a fingernail on my right big toe move a little bit. Then it's pulled down. I grab it and pull it back up. This goes on for a while. I grab some scisors and a flashlight and ran to the bathroom with intent to stab whatever is in my toe. The light in there is very low so I think I wont't be able to see. But as I lean over, I get a great view on the inside of my toe visible through the tiny gap between a toenail and the toe. I see a tiny portion of a skinny, silvery, shiny body with tiny scales. I think it's some kind of a lizard, maybe a basilisk. I decide it's too big for me to just kill it by myself. I go to a doctor. He is concerned if I'll be able to pay. I say sure, how much. He asks for a $1000. I agree, but when he mixes up some tincture and tries to drop few drops on the lizard, I say hell no. I don't want him to just anger the lizard, I want him to kill it. Fast. Like on first try, coz if I feel him move inside, well I don't want that. So I go and find another doctor. I'm in a hospital bed waiting for a procedure. People are deciding who should go and visit me, coz I visited them in hospital as well. I just want the damn thing out.
Updated 10-05-2014 at 09:39 PM by 50242
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