Bedtime mugwort tincture: bizarre/abstract dreams for the night. Nice night it turns out! 00:00 Thursday 2014-06-05 07:05 alarm Recall dreams from the night 07:23 + some leather-strap-wearing girls (I can see a bit of breast) are writhing/wriggling suggestively on the floor, why are they doing that? + some rabbits/animals are eating apples, some of the apples have black marks on them + I (somebody else?) waves their arms and the giant pile of snowy firewood stacks itself hundreds of feet up into the sky and a hundred yards wide, way up into the clouds + building a cabin from logs that are hundred of feet long, tall and black, I'm concerned about them falling over. It's a white/snowy environment. + Building a cavernous house, a single absolutely ginormous room, ceiling a hundred feet up, go in this house, I feel warm inside (don't usually notice dream temperature), I want a real window and keep trying to open one but all I get is a computer screen with a heavily pixelated / patterned picture of the view outside, someone tries to convince me that via manipulating multiple reflections this will become a realistic view + I'm observing and conversing with some woman who is simultaneously in and out of a wall-sized painting with a mostly blue background, a vertical strip of the painting next to me becomes discolored (green)?, she talks about why this happened (I forgot), the front door opens and blue paint flies in to fill the cracks in the painting and somebody else comes to inspect these cracks. + I'm standing at the top of a very tall structure outside, some immigrant workmen have brought 4 large pieces of new construction to be attached (looks like cheap particle board), they try to install one piece but it doesn't fit in the groove in the floor, I suggest removing a screw on the new piece, then I see that this screw when screwed back in won't help anything because the outside of the piece is weak cardboard, the screw won't hold on it. + splat cat: a scene outside like a park, daytime, two people have an easel set up and a black cat is repeatedly squashing itself against the canvas to form different abstract patterns, I only briefly see the form of the cat for a split second before it re-splats itself against the canvas time and time again, the patterns are solid black but look like magnetic particles in a magnetic field, sort of "sharp" and 3d. The splat cat people set up a table and the cat (some dark furred animal) climbs up on top of the table. There's a family sitting directly behind the splat cat people and they aren't bothered by this. There's a family outside, they're very close, the father and son are discussing what their plans are, someone has to do the laundry, they have a lot of dirty towels, but someone must remain at camp to guard their stuff while someone else is doing the laundry. + copy guys: they're making 5000 copies, they set up an impressive assembly line of copiers feeding one another at high speed, only real experts can do this, they're producing an impressive multi-color document, they also have a technique for squaring up piles of cardboard boxes (hitting the top of the boxes with a stick/hammer while vibrating their foot/leg against the side of the pile), I think this is a great technique There are probably 6 or more copiers, each one is shooting out its contribution to the pages of the document, the pages are all flowing on some assembly line, I"m hovering above as DO observing the process. The document assembly line moves from my right to my left and turns 90 degrees to the left and continues on. + packing fail: a bunch of people along with me are trying to assemble large (refrigerator-sized) cardboard boxes with foam inserts in order to pack (televisions?) but the boxes all fall apart in to pieces despite the cargo netting. + 5pm at the Skanky Ho restaurant. Arrive at the restaurant there's one ho sitting on a guy's lap. I just want to eat, but there are ho's everywhere, I really don't want them to approach me. There are couches and low coffee tables instead of regular tables, and lots of ho's wearing big fluffy curly black jackets, I think this is probably the main time for big business. + following the leaf on the path, trying to read its mind, I sense that it has purpose, I will try to influence it, I lose the leave, then things turn cartoon-y and there is a question about entering/repeating the video game.
Updated 06-05-2014 at 08:58 AM by 65364
June 04, 2014 I was with Zukin on a bus (in Germany, I think. But I'm not certain). We sat in forward-facing seats on the left side in the back half of the bus, and our bags were to our right in a row of left-facing seats that lined that whole side of the bus. Those seats were elevated by two steps. The bus seemed abnormally wide. The dream fragmented here. We must have gotten off the bus, and were now in a hotel room. We started talking about a reading assignment for a class we were both taking. We had to read part of a book I've already read (I get a very strong feeling that it was the Hunger Games), as well as the first 100-or-so pages of another book, which I'd never heard of. I hadn't known that we needed to read the other book, and the class was meeting tomorrow. It was already late, and so I asked Zukin to just summarize that book so far, but she refused to tell me what it was about. Another fragment; I had spilled something all over me, and so I went to the hotel room's bathroom to take a shower. Zukin asked me if I was going to "take a real shower in the morning," to which I responded: "This is my shower." After my shower I changed into my PJs and then I woke up.
Updated 06-05-2014 at 04:52 AM by 69491
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Fade-in to the middle of a baseball diamond. The sky is dark, no stars to be seen. Two dream characters are with me as we run to a little shed, the feeling of fear heavy in the air. The shed is made of wood and metal meshing and full of baseball bats. The two DCs slam up against the shed and start fumbling with the lock. I wait behind them and turn around to see two raptors on the other side of the field. With a crash, the lock falls onto the ground and the door to the shed opens up, baseball bats roll down into a pile on the ground. Both DCs grab one. I turn to look at the bats and look back onto the field just in time to see a DC smash a raptor in the chest with a bat. The raptor flies back 4 meters and ends up in a crumpled heap on the ground. The other DC smashes the second raptors head to the ground. We run down a hallway in the side of the stands at the baseball field. At the end is a golf cart which we get on. -black- It's just me now, and i'm on the highway with a gun that resembles the portal gun. I look to my right to see a field of green grass with animals(dinosaurs) resting. I fire of my gun and a big circle of yellow clear energy shoots out. It splits into many little circles of the same energy and all life in the field is just obliterated. -black- I'm in the middle of an old overgrown forest, looking intro the sky watching shooting stars. They look like alien ships landing on earth.
Sneaking into a military compound of sorts, there are multiple levels of concentric balconies surrounding a central structure, every bit of which is teaming with guards. There is a bomb that is set to explode soon which will kill a bunch of innocent people. Looking at how heavily guarded the bomb platform is I think, "This is going to be really difficult, but those people in there need me, so I don't have a choice" Vastly outnumbered, I try to remain unseen as I creep into the central structure. There is no roof on the central structure, but the whole compound area seems to be in a building that resembles a covered football arena, only never meant for sports. One of the guards spots me and immediately starts shooting. I jump into an adjacent room to dodge the gunfire, but not fast enough as a bullet tears through my abdomen. All I can think is, "It burns so much!" as I crumple to the floor behind a large metal desk. Trying to crawl to a safe place, I drag myself across the floor, but the guards have me surrounded now. Sadistically, they plan to kill me slowly, in the most painful way possible. They taunt me and laugh to each other, trying to instill fear in me. Rather than be afraid, I simply prepare to die. Loving the guards now, I alertly observe their actions to see what they will do next. One of them shoots me in the foot. It really hurts! On impulse, I pull my shoe off, and apply pressure to my blood soaked sock as my foot throbs in pain. Noticing how much blood I'm losing I become lucid! I realize that I cannot be harmed now that I am lucid. Just in time - another guard runs towards me and rams a knife through my stomach! I am a little surprised at this, and yet confident that I am indeed still dreaming and there is no pain. "I could feel the pain from this" I ponder, but decide not to go there right now. Screaming at me, the guard pulls the knife out and stabs me again, but in the chest. I have to consciously decide to have his knife just pass through me unhindered, but it is worth doing for now. A handful of other guards surround me and start pulling at my arms and grabbing me to hold me in place. Feeling a little too close for comfort with all these hostile DCs, I levitate a good 15 ft above them so as to be out of their reach. This works, until they start shooting at me. Really, it's very loud, and distracting to have all that gunfire so close. I float out of their line of sight and contemplate my options, "I could do anything now that I'm lucid. There's not even a real bomb, no one will get hurt, so I don't have to defuse it anymore... What should I do?" I decide that it is an interesting challenge, and even though the innocent DCs don't exist, and that this whole scenario doesn't exist, I still want to defuse the bomb to save them. It seems like the moral thing to do, and I want to follow my good intentions more anyway. Floating around the corner, I get a peek at the bomb on the top level of the building, complete with a rats nest of wires, and a pulsing red light. It reminds me of Counter Strike for some reason. There are a lot of guards nearby, and each time I poke my head around the corner, there is a hail of gunfire. It's easier to dodge than to allow to pass through me. I hear the timer on the bomb tick down, and know there is only 17 seconds left before it explodes. "That's not much time to work with!" So, I turn on the cheats, decide that the hostile DCs' guns no longer shoot bullets (without their knowledge), float into line of sight with the bomb, and use telekinesis to break the bomb into individual parts, levitating each one of them out in the air so it looks like one of those exploded view engineering diagrams, frozen in space. As I do so, the timer clicks to zero, and makes a loud buzzing noise. I find it to be a very annoying sound, but at least the bomb cannot explode now. I feel satisfied with my choice there. Now, if only I can stop this buzzing! I gradually become aware that it is in fact the same buzzing as my alarm clock as I wake up and my room fades into view.
06-03-14 I got up after 7 hours sleep and read about June's TOTM. I decided to go for the bonus aquarium task. I laid in bed on my back and put a pillow over my eyes and ears (noisy here at the apartment). I started counting in my mind and focused on each point of my body starting with the toes and relaxing each as I moved up. I went through this twice, then moved to a mantra. When I was seeing H.I. I moved to my side and transitioned into a dream. I could see images and they seemed to be from above looking at a house or something with little detail. I decided that for this task aquarium must mean a big public aquarium like they have in big cities, so that this image must be the outside of a large building in which I would make the aquarium. I created a multi level mansion kind of feel and teleport inside the building. I am up on a balcony that wraps around the inside of a huge building. The balcony has fancy wooden guard rails. Now for the aquarium. Hmmm, perhaps it should be in a swimming pool? Yes, a very monstrous swimming pool, that is the idea. I go over to the edge and expect the entire floor to be a big pool and it is. I jump from the second floor and drop in feet first. I plunged down under water, but have no need to breathe so I stay under water. I want at least one shark, and a shadow becomes a shark swimming towards me. I clarify in my mind that the shark is not a man eater. I want this to be an aquarium people can swim in, so I add a few happy tourists swimming across the surface. Now for fish; I start to imagine schools of fish and they appear. I add a school of large angel fish and something like Moorish ideals. I look the other way and add a school of grey bat fish. The big swimming pool is complete with fish and sharks, but I want to do a whole public aquarium, so I teleport up onto the lower level deck. I go through an outer door and create an outside garden area with smaller pools. I add some people looking into the pools. It looks very nice (I wish I had stayed and added specific things in the pools, but had more work to do). I turned around and went back inside and up a grand stairway. I had some fun creating a bar/dining area with lots of tourists, then moved on along the hall and made a game room. I could not understand what the games were, but the kids were having fun, and that is what a public aquarium is all about. Now I have this all going in one visual field (except the outdoors part) and it seems I could add another level. Now, I can see that another grand stairway winds up higher. Suddenly IRL a garbage truck is servicing the apartment complex and I am about to wake up! No! Redirect, quickly! A window,' look, that garbage truck is in this dream' Of course a big aquarium will need garbage service. I look out the window and make a garbage truck appear. See? No external noise, all in the dream, do not wake me up! It works. Now the public aquarium has poor sound insulation and I pretend this is an issue to talk to an engineer about later. Yes, clearly we need sound proofing which explains why I am likely to still hear this dream garbage truck for the next few minutes. I go up to the third floor. I create a shopping area and decide to get a nice suit so a shop keeper in a fancy suit comes up with a mirror and we discuss what I should wear. I transform in the mirror and go with a dark jacket and purple shirt. That is the extent of the aquarium I created, after that I maintained the LD for about 15 minutes to half an hour and just walked all around interacting with DCs, and eventually took another swim.
Updated 06-04-2014 at 06:22 PM by 12783
6/3/2014 In bed: 12:38 AM - 7:43 AM #4. I. 7:30 AM I am in some building like a mall. I go to the food court area even though I’m not even hungry. There is a main area for a Burger King then a smaller, long area for other restaurants. As I am passing through the Burger King to the other area, I see on one of the menus they are selling these combo cups that combine two different ingredients. One of them is bacon with chocolate crunch which shocks and disgusts me that they are selling that. I continue to the area with the other restaurants which is through a short door to an area that is not very wide but is a long section with different restaurants along the wall just with a counter and the area that the food comes from is behind the wall. I am not even hungry, so I don’t really know why I came here. One of the servers who is wearing a chef’s hat is standing out from behind the counter as I enter since there must not have been many people around. He asks me if I want to order something. I sort of just want to leave, but tell him to give me a moment. I am meeting with a club of mine that has to do with Japan. We want to do outreach to different countries around the world. We have either a physical map or a map on a computer, and we are dividing up each person getting assigned to a specific country. I am looking trying to decide what country to pick, and consider Israel. But I realize that since I won’t be picking Japan since that is our main country, so really it doesn’t matter to me. I want to do it randomly. I am in a different room in the building now. It is kind of like “[“ shape with two indentations on either side. We are playing a team water balloon fight game (it is questionable if these are water balloons or if they are just balls since they never burst) that basically like dodgeball. I am really good at the game and carry more than one ball at a time usually using the one in my left hand as a shield to deflect off throws at me while carrying one or two in my right hand to throw. There is some way of having two lives which has to do with carrying a shield balloon or something. I stay in the corner that I am in getting people that come running over usually throwing my balloon even before I see them anticipating their approach. Pretty much every time, I end up asking if I even hit them as it is hard to tell if I hit them, but they always say that I did. Sometimes, I get hit as well, but using the second life, I stay in the game, and there is some way that I keep restoring it, each time I get a tag. Sometimes, I also manage to stop and trap their throw on my body, so that I effectively catch it and get them out. Towards the end, I am the only person left on my team. There are three or so opponents. I tag one from a distance from my corner then from there run to the other side’s corner which is through a door. I tag the guy inside then pretend to hide from the other guy that is outside. I hear him running towards the door, so I throw out a balloon which goes through the door right as he approaches. I am unsure again if I hit him, but he claims that I did. We all go to the theater for some event to watch. Most of us are on the left side seats. The guys that were the people left on the other team are sitting behind me. The academic director is sitting near us on the edge of the middle row of seats and ask out who all is going to Japan in the spring. The guys behind me each say that they are going, having already found out which I am excited to meet others going. I tell her that I’ve looked at the application to apply but haven’t started it yet. She tells me to email her my information so that she can help. There is quite a lot of talking going on for this being an event we are supposed to be watching with us and others in front of us talking. Still in the theater, before long, I see an old friend from high school, DC, has just arrived. She walks up the steps towards where we are and says that she finally got her physical form in. It seems to be the very first day of classes. Most people are oblivious to her arriving for some reason though she does greet and hug a few people in the middle section. When she gets closer to where I am, I wave and she comes over and hugs me. I move my legs over so that she can get through to sit in our row here. I am on the edge, and there was someone sitting to my left that got up to go somewhere, and DC sits there, but I don’t say anything about it. I ask her what happened that made her get here so late, it is already around 11:30 AM. She had a problem with her physical form with some of the words not being in the right order for the official surgeon general. Basically, something stupid. Her dad was luckily able to come to fix it.
Updated 06-06-2014 at 08:06 PM by 51715
Had my first dream but couldn't remember it. My heart was beating fast when i woke up. Must have been a nightmare. After a few hours of relaxing went to sleep and I dreamed I came out my body and a false awakening. The false awakening felt so real though. Felt like real life except i noticed my tv wasn't the same and it was really dark. [The tv was silver and cube shaped and it wouldn't turn on with the remote]After laying there for a while i saw random images all around than had a dream a man put a snake in my room through the window. i screamed really loud, something grabbed my leg, than i tried to kill the snake but woke up. : P
Man these false awakenings are annoying, and they're seemingly happening when I'm staying awake too late and waking too early. Saturday morning was a collection of one false awakening after another when I stayed up late to watch a poorly bird, and then 4 hours later woke up to check on him when he died in my hands. The dreams then went as so... Dream 1 Me and my husband were in hospital. I was waiting for an operation for something and he was being operated on because his ding-dong was making a rapping sound like a door knocker when he jiggled it around. I was then woken up hearing the birds in the bedroom making a lot of noise and I sleepily said to my husband about the birds going ape in the room. False Awakening 1 I had gone back to sleep at that point but in my waking dream I was having more difficult talking and sounded very drowsy as I uttered the words "pen*ses knocking like a door knocker" (according to my husband when I finally was awake I never said anything like that to him but I did mention about the birds.) Dream 2 We had moved house again, this time to Hazel Grove, and I entered a house through its side entrance. I walked into a beautiful kitchen decorated with old-style mahogany furnishings. There was a spread of christmas food on a table, candles, and a small christmas tree beautifully decorated with victorian decorations and brightly coloured lights. I decided to redecorate the tree with my own decorations, but it didn't look nearly as good. I walked into the hallway which had green/white wallpaper and dark brown dado railings, the stairs and railings were made of dark wood. I opened the front door to a sight of christmas lights everywhere, and across the road was a house with a fantastic light display of a giant star which took my breath away. I then went into the front room, it was cosy and antique looking with dark wooden furnishings and a coal fire, decorations everywhere, and the biggest christmas tree I had ever seen with loads of lights. Then I saw the pile of wrapped presents on the floor and realised to my horror they were for the previous owners. I suddenly realised they hadn't moved out and decided I'd best leave before they thought they were being burgled. I began to leave the house when I heard the stairs creek. I knocked on the kitchen door carefully pulling it open and peeking through to a young man in a dark red and black tartan dressing gown carefully tip-toeing down the stairs and a scared look on his face. I began apologizing and he told me I wasn't supposed to move in just yet. False Awakening 2 I dreamt I had woken up again and once more uttered the words about the ding-dong knocking like a door knocker to my husband lying next to me. At this point it was now hard to tell what was reality and what was false awakening as I continued to have dreams of me trying to say something to my husband or taking my asthma spray, but when I eventually did wake up for real he wasn't even in bed. He was already dressed and had been awake for at least an hour and was popping back into the bedroom looking for something. This morning I was awake until 2am before I went to bed. I was utterly exhausted. Dream 1 I decided I wanted to play A Tale In The Desert again, but I wasn't too fond of paying the overpriced subscription. I noticed people were tearing down buildings and began to move their guild house. I asked in a channel where there was any European players. One guy said his guild was European mostly based in the UK, it was the guild that was tearing itself down and moving to a better location, so I began to follow them and asked to join with them. Dream 2 I was in some kind of hospital or nursing home. I was supposed to just be visiting, but after I found my room I started to get a very painful headache. I left the room and was asking for help. Some nurses saw I was in distress and were trying to help me. False Awakening 1 I had woken up and discovered a disaster had occurred in the night. A water pipe was leaking water like a tap in the bedroom by the window and my husband jerry-rigged some jugs to collect the water, but they were now full and were out of position and he had gone to work so there was water all over the place. I managed to hook the pipe so that the water would flow outside, but it was spraying water to the next door garden. I tried to bend the pipe so that the water would run into our garden and straight into a drain grid. A female neighbour from next door was on her way out and she was getting water all over her. She thought I was playing a game so she pulled out a water hose and was about to aim it at me. I told her it was accidental and that I couldn't stop the pipe from leaking.
(Ahhh, so this is my first fully-aware lucid dream and I am so excited! I'd been trying to WILD that night with no previous sleeping just to see if it would work. I also very briefly looked at the DILD technique (like literally around 5 minutes). Either way, neither worked and I woke up in the morning completely dreamless. Either way, considering that I had got some sleep prior now I half heartedly tried WILDing again. It did not work again, however...) ... I can't remember anything about my dream before this point but the first thing I remember was checking my left hand and realising I had 8 fingers*. I started to become lucid but this world seemed so real! I was laying in my bed at my Dad's house and it all looked so... in place*. I checked a couple more times and sure enough, although the numbers kept changing, my hands kept sprouting extra fingers! Not sure what to do, I tried turning on the light and sure enough, the switch did not work. It was at this point that my Dad began to speak. I was sure he said something about me waking up, which made sense since I was in my bed and it did seem to be morning. Either way, I opened my door and there he was. I said hi to him and my step-mum, taking note of the fact that there was an extra door in the hallway*. Up to this point, I had been considering shouting something out loud to the world in order to attempt to change it in some way however I didn't since I was worried this might not really be a dream and also, if it was, that my dream-dad might do something weird if he heard me. I told him I was going to go in the shower, hoping I could speak whilst drowning out the noise then, but he told me to stay put for a little while. Going back into my room, I decided to take a look at one of the books on the shelf. I picked Harry Potter in the end. Opening it, I can't remember what the words on the pages actually said, however there were poems, at the bottom of the pages, written by the author to her dad. The letters d and q were highlighted in a bold, bright orange colour on each page as well. I also noticed that it looked like someone had drawn on the pages, writing their own poems on the pages as well*. Scrolling back through the book, the highlighted letters were no longer highlighted. I was also aware that, downstairs, my dad seemed to be letting someone into the house. Either way, after checking my hands a couple more times, still a bit in disbelief, I covered my mouth in my hands and shouted into them the first thing that came to mind - "Take me to the beach!". When I opened my eyes, I was still in the room but gravity seemed to have flipped 90 degrees, with the floor in front of me and with me standing on the wall. I tried again and everything went black. It was at this point that a little bar at the bottom of my vision appeared, kind of like the progress bar on a YouTube video. Wanting to try again I rewound a little way backwards before closing my eyes and promptly waking up. (Dream Notes! * - It was only after waking up that I realised I had been looking for 6 fingers as a sign of real life, as oppose to 5. Turns out I apparently can't count in dreams >.> * - There were, looking back, actually quite a few things wrong with this scenario. First of all, in real life, I had fallen asleep at my Mum's house, not my Dad's. Second of all, my bed at my Dad's has been moved to the other side of the room, but in the dream it was still in the old position. * - I wonder what would've happened if I'd gone into this "extra" room? Maybe I would have seen something dark and secret?? :O * - I can't actually remember what the other writing said although I remember there being arrows pointed to the poems, like someone was trying to add something onto the end of them? )
Tonight I had enough sleep and upon awakening I remembered most of my dreams. However I think I might have made the biggest mistake in Lucid history, completly ignoring a clear sign that I'm dreaming while in bed. This is what happened, I red this new technique here which I thought sounded good: My personal method of becoming lucid. If anyone is interested. : LucidDreaming You basicly have to mimic the feeling of an action you're familiar with (like clapping your hands) in your head while you're falling asleep and when you actually start doing this you should know it's your dreambody and you are in a dream. What happened is I tried it and I clearly felled my arms and hands clapping. But instead of thinking I was in a dream I thought I was doing it to intense and thought I was clapping in my bed IRL... I FEEL SO STUPID NOW! 1. The Aurora Borealis I was at school exiting the main building cause it was pause, when I looked up to the sky it was quiet dark yet the sun (which was in a weird low place of the sky, one it's never IRL) was large and yellow. I could see stars and clouds were slightly glowing blue, I was amazed by the view and it got even better. A beautifull aurora borealis formed and I shouted to people next to me "Look at that! It's an aurora!" I felled intensely happy. It was slightly snowing I think... Then I was teleported to the red square in Moscow looking towards the Kremlin Palace with the aurora and blue sky. I walked to a weird half-open building and some sort of stage was at the back, on the stage 5 mannequins in Napoleon-style army uniforms came out of several door with trumpets and started making music similar to happy Disney music. I've never been to Russia though. 2. Dream film This dream was like watching a film, I saw Eddie Murphy talking with someone (a guy) about some upcoming resistance they had to prepare against a nation. (in a funny way like his films usually are) They were in some sort of hideout and then the view shifted to another location filming a woman who instructed the 2 men that they had a symbol for the team. The symbol was a horseshoe but I saw it more like a general U-shape for some reason. Next thing I hear is Eddie saying they have to show it to everyone, suddenly I overlook the small house/bungalow they are in with the grass around it and other bungalows, they mowed the grass around their bungalow in squares with inside these squares the U-shape. I thought that it was a bit dumb to show it like that cause I thought the plan had to stay secret... I think they were somewhere in America, maybe Florida. 3. Midnight snack I was looking at a small bag with nuts in it, I saw that the nuts had different spices around them, I thought of them like crisps. My dad who stood next to me had a different snack, his nuts were larger and I think I also saw a dried pear in it. My mom who stood infront of me looked at me and I said that I would keep my nuts, otherwise my dad would eat them. My dad gave my mom a large nut and she ate it, I saw that it was a crispy nut that crumbled as she bit in it. I ate some of my own and noticed that the nuts in the bottom of the bag had a lot more different spices each, I saw this cause they had weird icons floating above them with symbols like a Pepper or a belpepper. This all took place at my school infront of the doors of the old gym. Then I was teleported to a weird place that was both the kitchen/dining room of my house and the place at school I was before. My nuts were now in a large drinking glass and I felt that my stomach was completly full. I went to the bathroom and opened a secret door that let to the kitchen.(wasn't I already in the kitchen?) I placed the glass on the table and I heard the disembodied voice of my mom telling me I have to eat all the nuts but I ignored her and went through the secret door again out of the toilet and the only thing I wanted at that point was go to bed. 4. Back at school I was talking with a teacher I've never seen before IRL but in the dream she looked familiar. I talked about the aurora (from the first dream) and the nuts I ate (from the third dream), we stood near the old gym and the sky was still filled with blue glowing clouds. I talked about how crazy people can get when they're addicted or really want something. That moment I looked back and had a flashback of a kid going mental because he didn't get any ice-cream, that boy stood 5 meters behind us and he friendly laughed admitting he acted quiet crazy back then. Then I woke up. So yeah, it looks like the dreams are getting more and more detailed again, and I remember more dreams every night so we're on our way to lucidity ones again!
Updated 06-26-2014 at 08:46 PM by 69433
I was only able to sleep for about 4.5 hours tonight, but managed to have a lot of dreams. To begin with, I was out in a field, with several other people. One women, older, with red hair, was laying on a towel commenting on how her faith was strong, and she believes will carry her. Everyone else was ridiculing her to some degree, except for Steve Carrell (who was using his persona of Michael Scott from "The Office") who said he had an answer. Upon hearing this, she said something along the lines of, "Ha! I told you my faith would pan out," but it turned out Steve was merely interested in the same question, to her dismay. Steve also used his influential wealth to landscape the field into these tunnels, where we would find God ("faith," though I'm assuming he was referring to God). At this point I was the only one, carrying a flashlight, and exploring the tunnels. I would turn the flashlight into dark corners and see large beasts instead. The first time, I stumbled across a tiger, and immediately ran further into the tunnel, where I came across a spider that could spit fire. Unfortunately I hit a dead end, but the tunnel was extremely high, and I began climbing to get away. When reaching the top I see rungs of a ladder bolted into the wall, which is more metallic than the dirt wall 10 feet below. While hanging on the rungs another spider is watching me, and shoots out corrosive pustules. The previous spider also finished climbing up near the corrosive one, and began shooting fire. I'm not entirely sure how I was doing it, but I was returning the fire and pustules in a way similar to Link and Ganondork in Ocarina of Time until both spiders fell down below. After stamping out some of the fires on my shorts (in particular the shoelace piece of some gym shorts), I'm aware that I'm dreaming- I'm not entirely sure what the trigger was but things became a bit more clear. I started looking around and was aware that the rungs of this ladder only started really high up. As someone who doesn't like heights too much, I became a bit nervous but decided I would just take the leap. I hyped myself up, reassuring myself this was a dream, and jumped. As I fell, the entire place started taking on a texture similar to the ladder and transformed into a airplane hanger. I began flying around (the first time lucidly), noticing the pleasant feeling in my stomach as if I just dropped, very similar to the initial jump when skydiving. During this time I used the means of flying as a sort of dream stabilizer, constantly telling myself I'm dreaming and moving around through the air very quickly, using a swimming motion. I could also float without making any large movements, and would reassure myself I was dreaming in this manner as well. At some point I land on the ground and I stand before a fighter jet. The man in the jet already got out of the plane for me, and began strapping me in. I did not request to be velcro-ed in, and double-checked that the man also had to do the same thing. I again became a little nervous about flying, as this time it would be much higher, but lost lucidity shortly beforehand. While in the jet (no longer lucid), a group of plane stewardesses were standing by the jet. I reached out and started touching them, talking to one women in particular who seemed to know me. An unknown amount of time passes, and a documentary of some sorts starts playing, recounting the tales of some guy with a funny name in a fighter jet. It appeared the man (who was me in the past) successfully flew the plane and afterward founded a school, dying later at a ripe age of 80 something. I remember "new" me walking around the place, not particularly impressed, and stopping before three men. One man, bigger than the other two, with glasses, was standing around and trying to talk to one of the guys, who was on the phone. The third man, a much older gentleman, was trying to convince the guy on the phone they should talk together. I had a feeling that the man on the phone and the man with glasses were about to achieve something, and I was given a window on which to observe the start of the achievement. I do remember the man with glasses was a bit uncomfortable, telling the guy with the phone he should be more willing to make friends. As I continue walking around, I end up on a cliff of some sorts and there was a friend I had, playing next to a computer, transformed into a 6-year-old. I approach him and we began talking, me in a way I'd talk to a kid learning about computers, and him as an intelligent six year old. Next to the computer was a joystick of some sorts that I tried plugging in so he could play a game of planes, but the power wasn't working. We end up talking about lucid dreaming, and he tells me that he recently had one. I recounted the one I was flying in earlier, though it doesn't occur to me I'm still dreaming. I walk past him into a house, and enter my living room at home where my mom is currently measuring the status of her pregnancy (she isn't actually pregnant). I was surprised by the notion of being the oldest of three after the birth, especially considering my mom wanted to rush it as much as possible. By the end of her tests, she concluded the baby's heart was 7 times larger than my mother's stomach, which meant things were progressing at the expected rate. Later on I help my mom package these sushi rolls, though we used packaged meat instead of seafood. My mother wanted the rows to be placed tightly in a container, so that each row touched the meat of the other rows without folding over. I had no idea how to do this, and she remarked it as me being scared (i.e. "Don't be scared of the food" which she often says about things when she wants me to be more forceful with something). I don't remember how I got here, but I ended up running around in my high school (circa 10th grade), and running by some people I knew. When going down the stairs, an old friend knocked down a pencil, and followed me telling me I dropped it. I thanked her and went to use the bathroom where I decided I wanted to pull a prank. In the stall I was only wearing a shirt, holding a pair of boxers and pants in my hands. Through the stall cracks I see someone that I pranked using this method, and he sees me. I'm self-conscious about being naked on the lower half, but conclude it's not a big deal and start talking to him. During this process I put on the pants. I have no idea what the prank was. Lastly, I have an overview of Fenway Park where the Yankees (7 runs) are playing the Red Sox (6 runs). The game was close, and everyone was idolizing "Big Papi" (David Ortiz) who, though it seemed doubtful at one point, managed to get a grand slam and somehow scored all 6 runs. Everyone was cheering, and a riot of people with signs commending him was forming outside the stadium. During the 7th inning stretch (presumably), my view followed the Red Sox, and, more specifically Big Papi. Somehow he ended up standing before a podium, decked out in a confederacy uniform. This did not surprise me, nor warrant my attention- I simply made a note of it. Considering I haven't been lucid for a good amount of time, and the night where I first post here I end up being lucid, I think this site has a lot of potential, at the very least in making me more aware of my dreams. Looking forward to more! - Josh
Morning of June 4, 2014. Wednesday. I am near the intersection of Loomis and Gillette Streets in Wisconsin. My wife Zsuzsanna is with me at the intersection. The two intersecting streets are partly covered with an unusual carpet that looks like Turkish angora calico cat fur. My dream self does not question the idea of a street having a loose carpet over it in some sections (or the fact that it would become dirty and worn in practically no time). I am actually lying on my left side at one point (on the southeast area of Loomis Street before intersecting with Gillette) looking at the carpet. It would be more attractive were it not for the somewhat disordered lumps and folds. The ginger, gold, cinnamon, white, darker brown, a very pleasing burnt sienna, and other shades are in a random variegation. I still see it as an attractive feature. I am concerned, because there seems to be a small animal under the carpet that is moving about, though it seems to be bigger at times. Cars are mostly going west down Gillette Street and I am wondering if I should lift the carpet up in case the animal wanders too close to oncoming traffic. Zsuzsanna is uncertain if it is an animal, as it may be the movement of folds caused by each car as it drives over it at the center of the intersection. The animal, if it is one, sometimes almost seems to move like a snake, as there is also a slight twisting movement for a time. It may even be a large earthworm. Eventually, after watching for several minutes, it does turn out to be an animal that had been causing the movement and odd smaller fold shifts, and the animal finally leaves the area as if perhaps he had been looking for food for a time and had not found much. It is an unusual coppery-tinted (more like a mongoose color) badger. He (I assume it is a male) comes out from under the carpet and then walks slowly west down Gillette Street. I am not very surprised but I hope that he does not get run over. The colors are a little similar to the calico cat carpet and there is extra detail in his body markings, almost like handwriting. An intersection is autosymbolism for neural gating that presents the potential for remaining in the dream state (or going deeper back into sleep) or waking. The carpet as it is featured here is a dream state indicator due to its nature as serving as a blanket. The badger coming out from under the blanket is an analogy to me getting out of bed. In my dream, I am on my left side, as I am oriented in reality while sleeping.
Updated 03-14-2018 at 05:15 AM by 1390
Wow, I just remembered I had an epic dream about Tsunami again. I was surfing / or possibly in a floating house. This series of Tsunami came. The fear and awe that makes me love Tsunami dreams was here a plenty. At first I get munched up as the enormous waves break right before me and I get hit by the enormous energy of the wave. Those behind me get dumped as well, but the waves have lost a lot of their energy in foam and white water. I keep trying to go further and further out as I suspect the safest place to be is where the waves are still enormous mounds in the ocean and not fully formed yet. Anyway the people behind me are amazed when my tactic works and I just float over these swells. I pretty happy by now about the whole deal. But then... the mother of all waves rears up on the horizon as tall as a sky scraper. I know I've had it now. The last thing I remember is this fear in the pit of my stomach as due to the size of the beast I in slow motion get sucked further and further up the mountain face of water. Good on you my subconscious... as always entertaining.
Morning of June 4, 2014. Wednesday. My family and I are living in some sort of composite of our present home and the one on Barolin Street. I am doing some sort of meditation and affirmation pulsing, but it seems to involve projecting or focusing down into an image rather than forward - thus I am not quite sure of the intent or effectiveness, as well as the tabletop involving about a four by four matrix of these “cards” or photographs (in possibly a random construct rather than having a particular pattern). My mother seems present for a time, and for a short time, it also seems to have Loomis Street features. My wife seems slightly annoyed by the look of the “cards” and I get the impression it may be because of a slight association with Tarot (aka “enemy cargo”), though they are not actually Tarot cards and what I am doing has nothing to do with the pointless (and spiritually problematic) system of Tarot “reading” of any kind. Still, I gather them up and think about doing something else. I decide to go for a walk and end up walking through a changed house that almost seems like a large school. I seem to be going west as one area is still somewhat like the Barolin Street house. The stairs, however, are more complex, and I then see I had apparently been on a second floor of a building. Michelle L is there, sitting on the bottom of the stairs, but is not in a happy mood and does not seem to know who I am (or at least care) and wants to steal whatever money I may have on me (which is actually none in-dream, I think). I mentally will the gun from her hand as an unknown male is walking into the immediate area who is somewhat pimp-like in dress but may be part of a nearby gambling casino. Not much happens after this and I go on to a different scene. This other scene involves Stadcor Street and I then seem to be in Brisbane at our old house there. A man that reminds me of Al Capone is present (and is dressed like a 1940s gangster), with a couple other gangsters. He wants to use me to help him cheat at a gambling venue (in the backyard). I am passive in this endeavor because I do not know how he will react should I say no. He might choose to shoot me if I do not go along with his scheme, but I do not really feel threatened in anyway, nonetheless. We go out to what would otherwise be the dilapidated garage in the backyard where the old military Ford Blitz (that the land owner had bought on a whim prior to our moving there but never worked on) was in real life and partly holding up much of what was left of the garage on that side (the garage eventually collapsed in real life, missing falling on me by only seconds). The area in-dream instead has a “giant” slot machine that is somewhat like a giant metal Rolodex as well as with rock tumbler features. It is nearly as big as a car. There is one smaller section on the side that is somewhat like a trapezoid with a curved base over the edge of the front, reminding me rather loosely of part of a “giant” visor in a suit of armor. A person puts in a coin, pulls the remote lever down (which seems separate and to the left of the machine itself and just above a persons head to start) to start it up, then pulls the lever down again to stop it for the potential to “hit the jackpot” or win a smaller amount. What I do to “detect” after when the other male is to pull the lever to stop it is almost reminiscent of cracking a safe or a giant combination lock. I put my left ear to the surface of the side of it when he pulls the lever the first time. It is extremely vivid and clear and I can actually tell exactly when the particular section of the cylinder comes around inside the structure again relative to the internal weight distribution and such. However, I say “now” just a fraction of a second too soon, but this does not matter, as the man stands in the way as the lever hits him on the shoulder (almost knocking him down), delaying it exactly for the time required for the particular drivers and pins to engage in the machine itself. A large number of gold and silver coins (I think of which are Australian two dollar coins and perhaps Australian twenty cent coins or American quarters) start pouring out onto a trough-like section of what resembles a smaller cigarette vending machine, which seems separate and perpendicular to the “giant slot machine”. The other male looks sort of dazed or “blank” to a greater degree rather than excited about winning all that money but does seem vaguely happy or amused in a short time. For some reason, the actor Ian Somerhalder (possibly because my wife had mentioned seeing him in a show other than “Lost” the day before - “The Vampire Diaries”) comes over and informally arrests the man (he is not even dressed in any sort of uniform). Bizarrely, the Al-Capone-like character seems to be under arrest not because he did anything wrong, but because he has money. Apparently, the scene seems to imply that it is illegal to have money or the potential to buy something. I do not question the scene and I am “aware” that Ian had played Superman in a movie or television series when that is not the case.
Updated 06-15-2015 at 08:24 PM by 1390
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