I don't know what to call this. It seemed that I was in a state between awake and asleep in the late morning in a somewhat meditative state watching dreamlets and my favorite one was this person with a coat of butterflies that flew off of the person with the multitude of colorful butterflies flooding my field of vision. Absolutely beautiful! It was more multi-colored than these images I found above and very vibrant.
29.08.2014Big loft at Chicago (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in my computer and a client was giving me a hard time (and this actually happened today, out of a few years and over 5 thousand readings, I had today the third person giving me a hard time within these last years.) I decided to just close my computer and go somewhere else. I was in Chicago visiting some friends and I was going to stay there for a few days. It was night and I went to a big building, apparently, this was Marina City building, as it was round on the inside. I entered one apartment and it was huge, it also had a loft and a swimming pool. All the decor was very fancy and upscale and there were free appetizers and drinks available. Someone was giving massages there and I planned to sleep there overnight. As I was trying to find a confy bed, I noticed that there were a lot of people around and many of them were drunk.
Ok, past two days I couldn't remember any dreams, but I remember a few today. I was outside this building, it was big and concrete and shaped like my house. My yard was an exact replica of my yard, but there was a wooden privacy fence splitting the front and backyard, and the backyard was even bigger than it is now, and it's like a compound in there. It's some gang's territory, and for some reason I'm about to have to go in there. There was a reason why, I don't remember what happened but it was because they took my friends or something. I have an automatic gun, kind of like an ar-15 or an ak-47 but It's wooden, but still really effective. There's a guy standing by the gate and he asks "Are you sure you want to enter? If you go in, there's no coming back...". I open the gate and go through, there's a lot of wooden barricades and towers. I get in a gun fight with all these guys. (then a cut because I don't remember what happens next, but I think I go in a building). It's a large, dark room. It's REALLY dark, yet I can see perfectly. At this point it's just a huge battle royale. There's towers and stuff inside the room as well, I remember a part of me getting on top of the tower and drop kicking this guy who was about to kill a hostage. It was badass. I don't remember much of this scene, but I remember it lasting a LOOOOOOOOONG TIME, I mean this was a full dream. There was even an ending, which I vaguely remember. After all the gang members were dead, the hostages were freed and reunited with their families. Also, I had another dream with my dog, who ran away in it. I was on my porch and he was laying there (there was also my other dog who we gave away). When I saw him I was like "Whoa he's back! I should do a reality check..." and I did, but it FAILED! And I kept on dreaming...
After a couple of very encouraging nights, just a few wee bits of confused rubbish On Facebook - which then wasnae , as it goes. Some poem on the screen which then became a bit of card detailing a boys fishing expedition for sharks. I wish I could remember it as in my dream I thought it was rubbish! - There was a wee flap in the middle of the card which said turn over or something... Same dream later, I think - playing a computer game which involved the Bash Street Kids form the Beano. Part of the game was to use the mouse to click on all the rubbish they were spilling everywhere. While I was playing there was an issue with my vision. Anyway, I remember starting off playing pretty methodical and clicking on everything, then getting a bit bored. One wee fragment - a real life bit of normality where I was helping my wee boy to change into his jammies. Hopefully some better stuff the night
Brief DILD event in last sleep period: I was at home, and stepped out of the library to find what I thought must be catsick all over the hallway. It was confusing, though, because it occurred in distinct splats all over a wide area, almost forming a lattice pattern, and there seemed to be way too much of it to come from the cat. Then I noticed that there was a hole in the ceiling, as though something had burst through. Was this something that had fallen through the roof from outside? Or something that had been lodged under the roof and had now fallen through the ceilling? And what the hell was it? It was beige and chunky, and sure did look like cat vomit. It was spread over such a wide area that I couldn't help but step in some as I passed through the hall, and I was even more disturbed to feel a tiny movement under my toes. Oh my god, was it full of maggots or something? I walked carefully across the kitchen floor, trying to step only on the heel of the dirty foot so I wouldn't spread the stuff around more, and then washed my foot in the kitchen sink. I needed to put on shoes to protect my feet, as well as clothes better suited to cleaning up this mess. I went into the living room where I thought I could find sandals and maybe some clothes I had left next to my worktable, and I stopped, stunned to discover that all the furniture in the room was missing. It was just a blank expanse of floor. How could this have happened? There was just no way... I realized that I had to be dreaming. Upon questioning the scenario my initial impression was that no, I wasn't dreaming, but I refused accept this and persisted firmly in my doubt: sorry Mind, you can't trick me this time, I'm obviously dreaming, get with the program. In the face of such resolve my mind finally acquiesced and acknowledged that I was dreaming by spitefully waking me up.
Went to bed around 12:30 I only remember one dream. In this dream I was in the kitchen of a restaurant I used to work at. I was in the kitchen and I had to find one more menu before I could go home. So I started to look around the restaurant for the menu, and I was looking for a large square green menu, but I could only seem to find these blue rectangular menus. I walked to the front of the restaurant and there were two asian men I used to know, but they did not know each other in real life. One of them was laughing with a weird hair cut while walking out of the restaurant at the other as if they were both good friends. There were two guys playing around with each other one of them trying to hold on to the other ones hand as if they were playing around, this girl named Jessica I used to know was laughing while watching them, and it appeared to me in the dream she was trying to position herself to get my attention. I was keeping my head down, I didn't want to bring attention to the fact that I worked there, but I just kept walking. Jessica walked up further to another spot and continued to laugh at the two other guys while I kept walking, as if she kept on trying to get my attention. I just ignored her and kept walking, at that point I woke up.
I had a long dream about my family going on vacation in a tropical destination, and of course pretty much the whole thing was laced with personal elements so there is basically no part that is safe for dreamviews. I will make note that I nearly got lucid during this dream however. EDIT: oops almost forgot another dream! I was partially lucid directing this dream about a character named 'Jetpack Joey'. I was thinking of making this a comic when I woke up. Upon waking it doesn't seem like that great of an idea though. The dream had a cartoon/anime styling and told a story about a young boy (12 maybe) who builds his own Jet Pack and becomes a superhero. The climax of the story took place on a suspension bridge. A gunfight has broken out between the city police and a criminal syndicate and Joey and the mayor of the city are caught right in the middle. Joey's jetpack has run out of fuel and he jumps into the water. The clymax was not clearly explained, but he then somehow used a sparking electrical wire to turn the water into hydrogen gas and refuel his jetpack.
Updated 08-29-2014 at 02:46 PM by 53527
I arrive at home after the wave pool incident to find my cousin, Blake, levitating while in full lotus meditation in the entrance of my room. I try not to disturb him and tip-toe to the lounge. On the centre wooden table i see a collage made with all of my pictures from when i used to live in Portugal. "What a lovely surprise present"i think to myself.. Blake soon enters the lounge and we begin to watch some intense big wave surf footage of Kelly Slater,who films using a go pro strapped to his board so you are able to see from his perspective as he is tube riding. It's almost as if i am right there with the surfers,hovering over them from a 3rd person helicopter perspective. "Kelly Slater is an amazing athlete,the sporting world completely underrates him.he's the Tiger Woods of surfing!" As the worlds leave my mouth I float in this "3rd person perspective over a exotic string of islands in a turquoise blue ocean. On the islands i see an immaculate golf course.
Dream - Lucid I remember nothing about my first dream, though I do know I had one. ~ I was working at the bakery, doing something with...well...baking. I "remembered" working as a decorator in training, and wondered why I was now on the baker's side. The sides were swapped from where they really are IWL. I also "remembered" seeing a girl I work with sometimes named Courtney C. taking orders on the phone; that was her sole job for the day, to stand by the phone and wait for calls. I was then mad at Cherie' and someone else about some way they were treating cats, or some thing they watched about cats...I can't remember exactly what, but it had to do with cats. I was off by myself somewhere when David came up to me and was trying to get Cherie' and I to make up. He was working at the bakery. I believe we did make up, though reluctantly on my part. Then, I was racing in this truck in a video game. I think it was supposed to be some Pokemon game. At any rate, I won and got a really good time. My father-in-law gave me a picture that was edited to look like I was a baby wrapped up in a blanket and he was holding me. My face was the same as it is now, though. He said something about it; he was proud of me, but I can't remember his exact words. I then wanted to talk to Dallas, but I knew he had married Brandi, a lady I had worked with at Kohl's a while back, but they had divorced. Brandi was still in love with him. I saw them talking in a store. I wondered if he had remarried her, or if they were still divorced. I talked to Brandi at some point. I found out from someone, Brandi I think, that they were divorced again. I was relieved because I wanted to be with him. At some point, I looked at the picture that my father-in-law gave me again, and it was reversed; he was the baby and I was holding him. There was more to this one, but for some reason, I'm having trouble recalling much this morning.
Updated 08-29-2014 at 02:07 PM by 32059
Thursday28th August 2014 Moon Cycle: 7% illuminated Waxing crescent moving from Virgo to Libra Tarot Card of Day: Queen of Swords Mayan Calender: White Electric Wind Dream I was frustrated and feeling slightly annoyed. Who wouldn't be, after being told that you have to pay for the food at a funeral service. At first i thought it to be some kind of sick joke to play at a funeral, but after my uncle confirmed i put the keish/cottage pie down and left the half hexagon lecture the ceremony was taking place. (Scene change): I find myself in an artificial wave pool in the centre a city that could be New York. A golden sandy artificial beach lines the shore, and fake rocks built into a wall create a surrounding perimeter. There's a small crowd out in the water and and mind my own business,duck-diving waves and catching the ones I can. My balance is wobbly, and I attribute this to not having surfed for a while. There's a few self conscious thoughts floating around in my head,worrying about how i look while I'm on the wave. Suddenly from the far wall of the wave pool I see many old high school "friend"s trying to throw rocks directly at me! "Get off of our turf!"they shout Angered by this, I'm overcome by the urge to pull the middle finger at them, but think twice.There's many of them,and one of me. Another real friend gets close to me from the wall and tells me to ignore them. Shortly after, the entire pool is drained of water. It was now apparently the kids under thirteens chance to surf,and everyone was to leave the water.
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On the 24/8 I posted this: " I started from scratch again 19 days ago. I've logged 22 dreams of varying quality...9 of those in the last 4 days (41%)" On 25/8 the various sections of my brain held an inter-departmental meeting to vote on a proposal by Ed that I "really need to be taught a lesson" Consequently, after 2 dreams on 25/8 I had no dream record for the next two days...bringing my percentage down. (I tried to calculate the % and my brain hurt so I gave up) Damn you brain departments! Although it might be moon phases. I've read about the new moon disrupting dreams and I did a short survey last time but couldn't back up the claim. On the "dreamless days in question (26/8 & 27/8) it was the last day of a new moon and the beginning of a waxing crescent. But I had reasonable dreams on 24/8 and 25/8 (beginning of new moon) so, if it does affect dreams there have to be other factors as well, which either increase or decrease the affect. Of course any truth would mean happy times during a full moon (next one is 9/9) Anyway. 2 choline - blueberries - strawberries 28/8 Two weedy little dreams 6.15 A benefit office (DS) I'm sitting in an armchair, bored to tears, as the manager (who I knew but worked in an entirely different environment years before) withered on about benefits...not an exciting subject at the best of times. My wife (who was there...well it's a dream isn't it?) said did I know I still had my pyjamas on? I trundled off to rectify the situation. 8.30 In a caravan (again..why?) with some workmates (DS) I vaguely recognized and we were playing with toys (again...why?) to pass the time We were also sleeping sometimes (DS) Still working at ADA and the other disciplines. Once more into the breach.
Okay so, my whole life I've had weird dreams. I've never controlled them or had any idea within my dreams to control them. I don't think I'm lucid but, I'm ALWAYS aware. Most the time I just forget the dreams, random interactions with people and places that don't mean much... But, every now and again my dream takes place while I'm laying in bed. Completely aware of the time, my place, my surroundings but, I don't get out of bed... Cause someone always "wakes" me up, I'm sleeping. sometimes they stop my dreams and bring me to my room, in my bed. Most the time it's just a conversation with a stranger, we'll just talk. I never completely remember the conversation, just that I had it. Other times I jump out of bed scared shitless, cause of the things said or I'll hear someone I love that's passed telling me I need to stop talking to someone. It's always been a part of my life, and I've never thought much of it, other than the times I've woke up terrified. I can only count two times I've never actually seen the people in my room, the first time it was just a deep voice. It scared me eventually waking me up, and afterwards I heard my grandma telling me to pray. The second time was last night, I was "woke" up, and asked if I could help him. I just leaned on my elbow and asked what... The voice sounded friendly, not threatening at all like the first, but when he walked towards me from the corner of black darkness of my room, a tall white man in a hat with a white fuzz/fluff engulfing everything but his face walked toward me and I couldn't process it. As he got closer, I noticed the fuzz was moving, like worms in a ball type movement, like he was stuck in between it all and I finally looked at him and he didn't have a face! None! Idk, I was terrified, first moving fuzz that wouldn't leave then a tall man without a face!?? Idk whether I was scared of him, or the situation, I was awake after that though. He's not gone, I know he's not. His voice was friendly, but if I saw the same silhouette on the streets in reality I'd steer the fuck away from him, like I said. I've always talked to people in my sleep, sometimes shit links to past stuff that I just see as a coincidence, and sometimes I talk to passed relatives but, this times it's not the same. I woke up, and I still feel the same uncomfortable feeling I felt last night. The same feeling I can connect to the last couple of days, wtf is going on!?? If lucid dreaming really is real, and people have "beacons" come find me, I talk back, I remember that much. I'm on an island in Alaska. Or at least someone tell me how to asses this situation, just keep note. I'm only aware of my surroundings, I can't control them. I haven't tried, but idk what to do. Do I need a fucking priest though?? This is the first board I've been accepted into, I need help. I'm scared to sleep.
Soooooo......they say to write down your dreams because you will see similarities and be able to realize the difference between reality and dreaming. So far though my dreams are so random always in places I don't recognize or so off the wall it makes no sense what my mind is thinking........not sure what I can do to help tame my wild imagination??
I was in a hospital. Bed ridden. Then it was sis who was bed ridden. I think it's a ward. There are many people, but at least the place seems clean. There's sunlight going through the windows.
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