2 nights in a row with recall, what's happening! Anyway my first dream is in my classroom, the lesson is history. But our classroom was so laid back, if you've seen the wolf of Wall Street, just think how relaxed and laid back that workplace was, well this was like it, but without the strippers and drugs of course. I was with my friends at my table, we also had a teacher on it, probably an assistant teacher, but he was really cool wouldent tell anyone off or anything. He came over and said something to me and I jokingly said "That's what she said..." And we both laughed. But our real teacher wasn't laid back at all, she gave my friend Charlie NINE warnings, I had 2 and Charlie had NINE. One of the times I took Charlie's chair and he got the blame for it. So that's fragment one. Fragment 2 was near to when I woke up. So it's after school, and normally every one goes to the nearby shops. That was the same in my dream. I see most people in my year outside the shops. I overhear something about a prank call, then the hurdle of my year starts running across the road, me and 2 friends decide to follow them, we try to work our way through the cars. I nearly got run over and my friend advised to wait and not to rush. We finally make it across the road and were running over to the group of people, when we have arrived the person has already done the prank call, and everyone's heading back to the shops. I see them all going into someone's house so I follow them, One of them tries to lock me out jokingly but I make my way through, and the rest of the dream is me waiting inside for it to be half past so I can get the bus to home.
Night of 4/18/14 In bed from 11:09 to 7:40 Dream 1 Late to meeting because I was in the pisser. Wouldn't stop pissing Unusual flow Towards the end it was a wide and heavy mist, it also came out as a brown paste In meeting. My writing was not what they wanted. It had no cohesion and no ending I said it didn't need to be; I thought I was supposed to write about my dreams. I was really angry Tldr: nutty piss and I turned in a dream journal as my assignment. Dream 2 (fragment) Outside was flooded, I was at the back deck of my house with my family fishing. The water level was just below the deck. I caught a few fish.
23:00 bedtime 00:00 Saturday 2014-04-19 05:07 + LD #31 I find myself suddenly standing within a huge empty stone rectangular empty quarry like a huge pool, I knew this location was not possible to be in, and that just before I was somewhere else, and I could not be here now so I must be dreaming. No memory after that point, probably woke up. Didn't record at first, probably from earlier waking, remembered this at this (05:07) waking. + with wife in a rich neighbourhood talking about all the rich ladies, and how they played tennis so I told her she'd have to play tennis now, too. I make a comment with some numerical statistics (rate of higher education degrees of the lades in the neighborhood?) and a group of neighborhood rich women are walking by, my wife immediately goes up to one and says "my husband says <some numerical statistic> about you" I feel really embarrassed, but the woman thoughtfully stops and says something like "yes that's about right." + on a grassy hillside in the sunshine with rich people they're parting and drinking. There are picnic blankets spread out here and there. Suddenly it's like a movie fade/transition to the same scene some time later, my vision is all blurry and I think this is because I'm seeing the scene being drunk after having drunk for a while. Someone makes a comment about people's dirty butt cheeks wiping on the picnic blankets that explains why the blankets have become all crusty. + Introduction of a sidekick for a famous TV talk show host. He shows up and he's auditioning. He's standing right in front of me (inside a room in front of a window?), I see his face clearly and his hair he's kind of funny looking. He starts talking immediately and makes an improvised funny statement about some (rock band?) and some guy, I'm impressed by his cleverness. This is what he does on the show, me makes clever off-hand improvised remarks before the cut to commercial. Then I see the "show" live. It's outside on a city street. A film crew is on my side of the street the "show" is on the other side, the sidekick guy is in his "place," which is standing out the ledge outside a first story window (his feet are about 5-6 feet above street level) with his back against the two-pane (upper/lower) window. I think that's a pretty uncomfortable spot to have to stand for the whole show and think it's pretty funny. He's been the good friend and partner of the talk show host ever since, for a long time. The sidekick's name is something like "Ralph Michaels." Looking through another window where the "show" sidekick is standing, I see people inside working like at a software company, a woman is standing and (facing the window and thus me) writing something on a transparent "white board," I see the marks she's making and I hear the sqeauk squeak squeak of the marker on the board. The a big fat guy come forward and starts talking and it's like a commercial for the company, ------------------ Was very awake at this point. Was awake in bed for a while, decided might as well WBTB properly. Got up for water/bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, thinking about the dreams, deciding I should go back to bed and resolve to recognize my dreams. Ended up thinking for a while about some of the correspondence chess games I'm playing. Bad idea, kept me awake. Decided to completely let go and aim for sleep, as I only had about 1.5 hours left in the night before the alarms would be going off. 08:37 + at work, I had a huge desk (2 meters wide by 1 meter deep at least), I had two desk phones on the left side of the desk otherwise it was mostly empty on top. I could see beneath the top covering of the desk some pattern like computer printed circuit cards. I receive a call on my phone I see the name on the caller ID I don't answer it but realize it was a guy I wanted to talk to. I make a call? I receive another call which I answer and there is a deep male voice there asking who it was just called him, I'm a bit confused I say it might have been me but it must have been a wrong number, sorry. I stand up and recognize a (real memory) former colleague walking by me, he does a slow big walking circle (counter clockwise) around my desk without stopping. I say "wow this company must be really big because I haven't run in to you for a long time. What are you working on these days?" His answer, something like "the graph system is close to working." I enter the area behind my desk (to my back when I'm facing my desk) it is unlit and dark but it's not too hard to see. The area is filled with many rows of desks with computers and lots and lots of people, mostly kids and families, at the computers, they're all full, I'm frustrated because I need to use one of those computer systems the laptop on my desk isn't powerful enough for what I need to do, I say to my manager who's standing right there "with all the kids around I can't use any system." There's a group standing there, I notice one older woman looks topless, she's stretching her arms up over her head and I notice an odd large nipple, it's not a pretty sight. I keep looking and she seems to be dressed the more I look. There are girls around I notice, I grab one from behind with both my arms around her I think she's slightly trying to pull away at first. I turn her around hoping to see a pretty face and when she's facing me and I see her eyes I kiss her, I feel the familiar "zing" (adrenaline?) and fade quickly to awake. -------------- Lying in bed dozing after the alarms have gone off (I went back to sleep I realized while my wife went in to the shower), I felt very relaxed and saw jumbles of dark color blobs flashing before my eyes, which usually only happens when extremely fatigued and at bed time not waking time. I saw lots of HI / forming dreams. And one of them fully formed: + (lucid #32) I realize I'm in a formed dream. It looks like a hospital/medical room. I say "If this is a hospital then a cute nurse will come through that door right now". Right on cue, the door opens and a female nurse comes throutgh the door, and turns to the right and moves on. I get excited from my "wish" coming true and I wake up.
Updated 04-19-2014 at 11:29 AM by 65364
Date: Apr 19 Sleep Length: 4.5h + 3.5h (8h) Techniques: SSILD + DILD I almost accidentally did WILD after I prepared SSILD. I was falling asleep (SP), my mind was still half awake, I could almost enter a dream after I've seen lights and flashes, then I woke up again. SSILD failed probably because it took me very long to fall asleep after the cycles (~20 mins) and I have to get used to the situation of getting up at 3:30 and doing meditation Dream Summary: You can't call that a dream. I simply remember an underground garage and my stepmom during SSILD I had one FA (I think). I wasn't really asleep Vividness (1-15), Awareness (1-10), Length (min): 0/0/0 Emotions: none Signs: none Tags: Underground garage, stepmom Note: I drank alcohol before I went to bed (beer and wine), which probably affected my dream recall and sleep
I have had snippets of 2 dreams in the last 2 days about a man in a wheelchair. He has medium length grey hair, cut nicely not at all untidy. I guess he is about 55 to 60 years old. He seems kind and kind of like he is trying to show me something, but I wake up as soon as I see him. Im wondering if this is a DG. I have felt before that a man with similar description was trying to show me around in a dream, kind of a wised old friend as I recall. hmmmm
someone was telling me a story or something, and then it turned totally and unexpected sexual. It was nice too. And then they explained to me that it was like a joke of sorts, or satire, but that the sudden change was trying to make a point about something from the past that had been said about them I'm in the place and suddenly feel like I'm about to be caught/trapped, so I started busting through windows as the quickest way out. I go through several, and then, I see a change sweep through the room, and that tells me that I've been surrounded by another dimension, and that busting through the windows won't do me any good -- I'm trapped. The person who comes out to see me, who trapped me it seems, is Miley Cyrus. She seems to be there to actually tell me something about my friends, as a help/warning/alarm. I have scenes where Jason is a character. He's never manifest present, but I feel like he's all around, and that we are together. I was very nice. I'm talking to this group of people, I guess we're all like dead, and I'm saying that the nice thing about emotional pains is that you have a certain element of control. I guess I'm smiling as I say this, and this female is like, why are you smiling, that's some sick twisted shit, like back in the day. I say I guess I'm smiling over the control, the good part, not that one has a problem that needs controlling. She tells me about a problem she has, and my face turns somber -- I point out that I'm not smiling over that. This guy is trying to break into some place. He's about to come up this pipe that is jammed open. I want to make the pipe go back down, but it's lodged on some stairs, so it won't go down. Apparently earlier he had done something tricky, and like, gone down the pipe but not all the way, so that when the pipe was raised, it was raised more than it should be since he didn't descend the whole way -- something like that -- which ended up resulting in the jam. He comes up through the pipe and I'm the only one there. He goes over to this pool of water and just absorbs right into it. I think I'm going to follow him, and the water looks ominous, but I do go in and absorb into the water too. There are these people being "attended to" by "doctors", though a lot of this seems fairly coerced. The docs are putting this thing down the patients throats, and then it kinda spins and they pull it out, and as it comes out it's not kinda bristly and spirally, like a vacuum brush. It spins very very quickly on the exit, like a drill. I start to get the feeling that this is not good, and I sense that others sense the same thing, and that there is about to be a battle of wills as the patients begin to refuse "treatment"
went to sleep for an hour or so. maybe less. I lied in bed satisfied until i lost consciousness. had a very hard time waking up from this one. did not feel rested at all. only increasingly tired. can not remember the dreams until about the end where i woke myself up from very negative thought-patterns. insecure self-hatred. insecurity towards other people. a song played during this all: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHP4VbhtGJ4 as soon as i realized and felt bad for the negativity. and gotten more lucid before waking up , tis song played; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BZp2dxpwF8 it said : "I want to be.. Part of ur worldd... "
i am sitting on the stairs inside this unknown house. there is a beautiful white angel sitting next to me, i am stunned. she gives me a violin out of nowhere. but i give it back to her. she takes the violin with her beautiful hands and starts playing it. the melody is so relaxing and beautiful. i put my arm around her shoulder and she finishes the song. i notice a window in front of me, there is some light coming through it. i suddenly materialize a gun and try shooting the window. instead of bullets, bubbles come out of it. i try pulling the trigger again, but nothing happens at all. i simply throw the gun away. then i start talking to her (i forgot what it was about) and she makes eye contact with me. then i wake up........ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ i wanted to kiss her.
Updated 07-24-2015 at 03:25 AM by 68547 (bad english)
i am already lucid when the dream starts. i notice that i am in a forest. i look up and i see the blue sky. i feel like trying flying but i am scared. but i just walk through the forest, i notice a small house, it looks haunted.... i walk around the house to inspect it further when it suddenly starts to get DARK. i shout "LET THERE BE LIGHT!!" it ceases to work. i shout "MAKE IT DAY" nope. i walk into the house. now it has become so dark that i cant see anything at all. suddenly i see a something in the dark that resembles eyes. just when i notice that something in the dark grabs my leg and drags me. i start screaming. but instead of me being jolted awake it instead changes into another dream scene. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- this could be a ghost story.
Updated 07-24-2015 at 03:36 AM by 68547
LUCID *I remember jumping in this field check if I was dreaming. I flew up high and recognized that indeed I was dreaming. Basically this dream was me practicing my flying control. I realized that when I relaxed I had a lot of control over my flying. At some point I felt complete mastery over my flight. Then I walked up to a crowd of DC's instead of showing off like a usually do, I thought I would ask them to fly with me. Some of them didn't know how so I gave a basic fly course . It was an awesome dream.
MAN. It's been a while, right? I'm still kinda sick and it bums me out 'cause I'm tired of feeling constantly run-down, but on the bright side it's given me the motivation I need to sleep more than usual and hopefully work off that sleep debt. I think what's gotten me to write this entry right now is ... simply the unusual nature of the dream and how vivid it was. And I think I can remember quite a few details, though maybe not exactly. WORTH A SHOT. Dream 1 - Amalgam I think one thing I remember is observing Lelouch from Code Geass. His art style was anime, though I think his surroundings were still normal. I'm not sure exactly what he was doing, but he seemed to be manipulating someone in order to advance his plans. His emotions on that matter seemed to range from complete control and a lack of remorse while he was manipulating them, to a sort of rueful rumination on what he'd done afterwards. Mostly he seemed to feel it was entirely necessary no matter how unsavory it was. And I'm pretty sure he was manipulating Euphemia. Sociopath Lelouch. Next bit I remember is bein' in a room with Hannibal from the current TV Show, and a kid who's an online friend of mine. Super nice kid. I think they were trying to help me understand that I'd injured both my arms very badly from playing legions, but I also remember a little before this. Mostly that the room had been the setting for some time, and it was quite dark and a bit messy and seemed deserted. And there was something about National Geographic. Anyway Hannibal managed to point out to me that my arms were fricking banged up, and I finally got my shirt off to take a look. The first thing I noticed was some kinda weird, green dead skin on my chest, which I peeled off. I sort of expected that my arms would have the same problem. What I saw instead was that my arms were frickin' covered in bruises and irritated redness. The bruises were an odd sort of star-shape, dark-purple in color but looking sort of like very large asterisks. * And the next thing I noticed was the pain. So I was just sort of staring down at my arms, watching my hands tremble and turning my arms over for a better look, while Hannibal explained that the damage was from my tendency to fly up to people in Legions and midair them point-blank. Apparently this sort of kamikaze approach to battle had been dealing damage to my arms with every rocket blast for a while now, unbeknownst to me. U tryna tell me somethin brain? Ur gonna have to speak up. At this point my view on the matter went from "haha what injured I am not injured" to "HOLY FRICK I AM SO INJURED I hope you guys feel bad about this" or y'know "pity me!" or whatever. Also my arms fricking hurt. And I was looking to them to help me out, but Hannibal was doing his typical "you know what let's take this fixable thing and allow it to get worse for giggles" routine. This did not go over well with my internet friend, who was after all right there in the room, and who started demanding that Hannibal give me medical attention right then. Hannibal did not concede, of course, and I occupied myself with gingerly holding my arms and/or examining them and/or somehow managing to get a turtleneck sleeve onto my left arm, which got in the way of me seeing how bad it was. I woke up soon after that, still with the belief that my arms were totally damaged, and was rather relieved to find that moving didn't hurt. But see what I like about dreams is that chance to be in the position of freaking out over very detailed, injured arms, complete with pain and trembling, but without the long-term life consequences, such as a month in the hospital. Is that weird? That's probably weird. Dream 2 - SnailFrog Anyway then another thing that happened was that I was outside with somebody like maybe my dad or somethin', and we found this snail thing. It was actually a very hungry small frog but it looked like a snail. Dad and I took it outside to some swampy place and set it down, and I found a grasshopper and considered lifting it by one delicate antenna (detail!) but got the feeling that the grasshopper (which was brightly colored and odd-looking) would manage to flick itself onto my hand and bite me or something. So I left that one alone and meanwhile the snail had turned into a small adorable red-ish frog with a translucent, slimy underbelly reminiscent of a snail, and he'd spied a small tan, safe-looking grasshopper. And then he went for it at incredible speeds, twisting around to try to keep up with its hopping and rolling all over the underbrush, and managed to eat it. And then he went for another one and caught it as well, after another incredible chase, though this time he ended up with a mouthful of large twigs that seemed to contradict his mouth size. *RAMBLES ABOUT FROGS FOR A WHILE LIKE AN OLD PERSON* So I'm not quite sure what else happened. I feel like tons of things occurred but LIKE WHAT? IDK. - - - - - - - Hm I can kinda remember what my dreams lately have been like. I think the night before this one I dreamed about playing legions, interspersed with crime scenes that were my doing. This is 'cause my main occupation lately has been playing Legions and watching Hannibal. And maybe thinking about sociopaths. None of those things feel like excellent uses of my time and now it's showing up in my dreams which shows that they're all I've been focusing on and arggghhhhh. I was wondering when I'd start writing down dreams again. They seem like such a perfect way to track my mental state and get a handle on how my life's going. I think being sick borked it up after almost a solid month of recording, so hopefully this time my streak will be even longer. Feels good to be writing about 'em again~ I think this is one of my best hobbies :33
Updated 12-09-2015 at 10:44 PM by 39676
Recalling from a week ago: Standing in a rectangular shaped hotel room, two floor to ceiling windows showed the view of the skyline and the ocean behind it. We were in Melbourne because I recall Docklands (suburb) was just to my right where one of my friends live. I saw the giant waves topple over the skyscraper buildings but receding before it hit the tower we were in, however, everyone in the tower was panicking/recieving treatment/on phone to loved ones etc. I was with my friend inside the hotel room, we were talking but I do not recall what about. We stepped out of our hotel room, where there was a rather large lobby area where people were receiving treatment, getting bandaged up etc. This is the second time this dream has happened, I only recall the giant waves over the building twice though.
Recalling from a week ago: Sitting on the veranda of a house, I saw this massive red meteor heading for the Earth and crashing off in the far distance. I remember getting ready to go to the airport prior to the meteor, I was questioned about if I was still going to the Airport (Melbourne?) and I said yes, vaguely recall driving a car towards the meteor/airport.
I'm in my primary school. There is a lot of wind and my teacher does not want us to go out in the break. My friends and I try to convince her, but nothing, so we decide to play a weird game, sitting in the ground. We have to remove the tiles from the paving and eat them without hiccupping (because it is sure you start to hiccup when you eat rocks! hahaha). Someone starts to feel sick, as you have to swallow the tiles without chew them. And every time someone starts to hiccup, we have to take him/her and throw them out the window. At the end we remain just two. And we decide that the winner will be decided with a shot put. The object to put is obviously a tile. I know my friend is going to win, as he is taller and stronger than me. So my teacher gives us some tiles, then holds a gun for the start, but she looks at me and shoot me down.
i am in my old living house with my dad and a woman i know. i am happy i am back with my family again (false memory). i walk to my dad and talk to him (idk what it was about). suddenly it hit me, i was dreaming. me: I AM DREAMING, I AM DREAMING. it changes into a new dream scene. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the house is a dream sign.
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