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.
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #201: Copilot I’m standing in a brightly lit cafe near the serving counter. There’s a row of three toilets placed directly next to a huge window that looks out onto a shopping mall. In spite of the people passing by just a couple feet away from the window, I decide that I need to sit down on one of these toilets. As I’m sitting there I realize that I don’t really need to go after all. I wonder why I am even sitting on this toilet publicly embarrassing myself. Some kid, a boy of about 9 or 10, sits on the toilet next to me and starts talking to me about something. I don’t relish the idea of having a conversation while seated this way so I get up to leave (not having “accomplished” anything.) The kid gets up as well and I see that he’s left a horrible, putrid mess in his toilet. He points to the awfulness he left in the toilet and tells me, “Eww, you did that!” I sputter with indignation and outrage until it occurs to me that this has to be a dream. The kid disappears and I spend a moment taking in the scene. From behind the cafe’s counter, a guy in a paper chef hat stares back at me. I look to the left and see a staircase leading down, with a man in his early 40s standing at the bottom. I decide to try teleporting by taking over the man’s perspective and it works almost instantly! Now I’m viewing the same scene from the bottom of the stairs. I run up, wondering if I’ll see another version of myself or the man I switched with, but there’s nobody there now. I see my 4-year-old son E standing nearby at a table and walk up to him. “Hey, buddy!” I say, and walk with him out into the mall. We’re on the second floor walkway and across a sort of interior courtyard I see an atrium with a beautiful skylight. Daylight pours in through the glass and I think it looks like a great flying spot. I scoop E up in my arms and he feels realistically heavy. He drapes his hands around my neck more lightly than he would in waking life but the grip seems firm enough to get started. I take to the air, flying with him over the balcony railing. The flight feels very floaty, like something that’d happen in zero gravity. E’s legs float out to the side and I realize that I’ve lost the feeling of his weight. For some reason we’re drifting away from the skylight toward another section of the mall. I make a hard right turn, dragging E behind me, and we begin to travel down a darker, previously unseen corridor. Before we make it very far this way, the dream ends.
This dream was quite long as it had 3 different themes. So the dream starts off in a massive hall, most of my school was in there. We're doing this quiz thing, where there's two teams against eachother, So it's my team against the other, we have to sit at the front tables. The girl next to me (who I know in real life) starts coming onto me and being flirty. Then the dream changes, this time I'm in like a shop with my friends, then my minecraft brain takes over and I say I've found diamonds. So I say to Sam (my friend), to get a basket so I can put all the diamonds in, as he's doing this i meet this creepy old guy, who clearly wants to get the diamonds, he try's to take one from the shop counter but I push his hand away. And then the last theme takes place. It looks like I'm in a hotel but I'm not sure, again I'm with my friends. We seem to be playing football and when we win, we celebrate like crazy, I turn around and there's people staring at us, looking at us like we are crazy... Around the corridor I meet another school friend who wants to practice with me. So that's all i can remember of my weird long insteresting dream, I seem to see my school friends very often in dreams. Although it can't be a dream sign as I see them very often in real life too!
NON LUCID *There a Tibetan Buddhist teacher who I can't remember at the moment talking about the important of daily purification of negative karma. *I was in Japan with my brother Gavin. I said I can't I get to go explore this amazing city. I thought about all the awesome I would be able to do. I told my brother dude let me take a picture of me in Japan post it in Facebook. I wanted to show everyone who I fulfilled my dreams. Then we ended up in this apartment in Japan that we seemed to be sharing with other Japanese people. The apartment felt dirty and chaotic.
Maybe hypnosis has to do with it - but I caught a great WBTB time with naturally awakening after 6h and being pretty coordinated also - and that's very important for me. So that I actually seriously lay down a bit for MILD and WILD try - this often doesn't quite pan out because I am too tired or too lazy or whatnot. But this time again - I got lucid in the next dream. I stood as an adult in my old school and talked to a little girl - maybe 7 years old. I've been explaining maths to her (?) - anyway - I became fully lucid while continuing to talk to her. Optical quality was really good, otherwise it didn't feel overly stable, though. I will adapt my hypnosis script upon final translation to have certain in-dream things like stability and realistic feeling and whatnot in it. I knew, I wanted at least a basic task - so I played the most stupid prank on her by just shouting booooh and jumping up and down and making faces. She squeaked first and jumped a bit back, but then she started crying and quite bitterly. I saw a mirror then, and looked at myself, and first I saw something like a really fierce human-bear-mix face. Then the picture got unsharp and foggy while returning to rather human than bear - and I decided to leave that be, and went out to a sort of parking lot with pebbles, and some small plants were growing there. Green bulbs - maybe 5 cm in height and they had a red star on top of them - almost like such fake cactus-flowers, pinned on. I knelt down and tried to hypnotize or better stare them into magnificence - nope. They just ignored me. And I woke up. Next time I will try other things - like telling them what to do, or pretend-remembering that it was just the time for them to go into seasonal transformation, or do some turning away from them. Not just staring, in any case - I should know by now, that this just increases vividness and details..
Night of 4/17/14 Slicing up imperial guards with my katana I was fishing, almost caught a dog who tried to eat my lure dead/cooked fish on the ground, I had to hop around barefoot I was going through a breakup and my child was being taken away from me. I was the wife? Ice in the streets, went skating
Updated 04-18-2014 at 12:30 PM by 68721
this is my first entry Apr 18, I can't remember anything from last night. I tried some kind of Mantra and RC, I fell asleep quickly, when I woke up I immediately asked myself "What did I dream?", but there was no memory I didn't expect much, as this is my first try after 2 and a half years. now I will write down previous memories that might be important (2011) Noteworthy recurring details: big rooms and halls locations I know with a little change (eg: there's a river instead of a street, clover instead of grass, etc) open terrain (streets, fields, nature, outside), rarely rooms (if so, normally big rooms) perspective: It's like I don't have a body, only flying eyes. Pretty passive, normally only observing things. The only dreams in which I had a body were pretty intense/vivid (almost lucid), I normally don't smell/feel/taste, only in intense dreams I just read my old DJ from 2011 and 2012 and noticed I dreamed less often than I thought. My quantity record on a day was 4 dreams. My quantity record in a week was about somewhere between 5 and 10 dreams, even though I never dreamed more than 4 days a week and never more than 3 days in a row it took me pretty long to get a better recall, which is a bit demotivating, but I might learn quicker this time, because I was already able to remember my dreams fairly good (for my standards, I guess I was never good)
What I found interesting about this dream was that, despite being a non-lucid, some of the DCs had a strange attitude towards me. I was to meet at 10 am with a group of people for an excursion (which we were really going to do in real life the day after I had this dream). I was the first to arrive at the meeting point, but I had to go back home to get a couple of things. Once some of the people started arriving, I excused myself and went back to my house. I was almost there when I found a girl who went to my school when we were little. She is a year or two younger than me and has a twin sister, but I have never really been friends with either of them. She stopped beside me and asked me what my name was, because she had seen me before but didn't remember. Without hesitating, I told her my first and last name. Then, she said something like "she's the dreamer! My sister won't believe me when I tell her". This should have triggered lucidity, but I don't remember having become lucid. I was just taken aback and went on doing my thing. I went into my house, got a bottle of water for the excursion and came back out. Then I remembered I needed sleeping pills, which I actually only take when I am very nervous and can't sleep, and so I headed to the Chemist's. While I was in the waiting line, two women were having a heated argument about politics, but I wasn't paying attention. When I got to the chemist and asked him for the pills, I was surprised at his question: "do you dream much?". I answered: "of course I do, I easily remember three to four dreams a night". The people in the waiting line looked at me in desbelief and started whispering at each other. Again, this didn't trigger lucidity. Then, the chemist gave me a small "notebook" (it wasn't really a notebook, but I can't come up with any better name) and on the cover you could read "Dream Journal". He said I could enter a dream recall contest. I started laughing because I thought I could only fit one or at most two days worth of dreams in that tiny notebook and that it was pointless. I went out of the Chemist's still laughing. The dream went on for a while, but there weren't any more strange behaviours from DCs. I thought it was interesting because I had never seen any DC behave like this. Somehow it reminded me of the way some of them behave in the movie Inception.
Morning of April 18, 2014. Friday. This was an extremely long and complex dream with a lot of impersonal “distorted” scenes in that they are hard to describe, but I hope to summarize the main parts and aspects. The main scenes seem to involve a tribal gathering in a large field. It is mostly like a yearly pow-wow, I think, but also with a smaller public presence (mostly as a partly interactive audience). Before any people arrive however, I am hovering around in an upright (standing) position. I do this with some sort of mental focus and allow myself to rise a few feet from the ground. I also do a bit of chanting and singing related to nothing in particular. I move faster at times, and when I move faster above the ground, I slant slightly forward on the diagonal, up to about forty-five degrees but no more than that. As more people arrive, including several chubby Caucasian women in strange pastel dresses and a few business men (and seemingly at least one athlete), it almost seems like a (American) football field - the grass is very short. The area is unfamiliar for the most part. The tribal groups are from different parts of the country. I am not that desiring of drawing attention to myself as the “main attraction” so to speak, but I still continue to fly about in a standing position, eventually moving my forearms and wrists in inverse rhythms with each other to “imitate” some sort of bird-wing presence (which, as birds do not have forearms and wrists to move in this particular way, is only indicative of an attempt to be ritually bird-like, it seems). As I do this, I do seem to be a part of the festivities. One male is critical (not in a negative sense) of my movements in that he asks me if I am only using the energy in my arms or in my whole body and bones. I am not quite sure how to respond. At one point, a male native of about forty comes up to my left side as I am hovering and doing my bird-wing ritual movements. I am at about the level from the ground where my hand is about neck-level regarding his position when my arm is nearly down to my side. He then begins to measure my fingers as well as study the fluidity of my hand’s movements as if I am in some sort of testing or judgement situation. (He only does this with my left hand, and remains on that side.) He continues to study my hand and its motions very carefully and even pulls a longer thinner hair from my skin and seems very preoccupied with the “perfection” of my presence and movements. For some reason, this makes me very clear on the length of each finger regarding my own perception of my body. I still do not become fully lucid, though. Later, I am sitting on the ground and notice someone who seems to be a composite of two girls I have not seen in over twenty years. One was an alcoholic that had gone through a few programs (and who I worked with at Eco 3) and the other had bad burn scars all over her body (and who was in some of my college classes). However, facially, she looks the most like Jeanne C (the former mentioned above). I ask her how she is but she mostly only makes odd gurgling sounds but does say my first name. Over time, I notice a lot of physical distortions, like strange folds of skin on her neck, almost like pockets. Her head seems to sink down into her body almost like a turtle. Over time, others are also doing a similar ritual of “flying” and supposed bird-mimicking, but only on the ground. I am the only one that can fly. After this, I seem to go north into an urban area where some men (about three or four) are looking at a large map rolled out on the ground outside a residential building and by which they may be able to find a lost valuable treasure or important artifact. Strangely, there is a scene where the older hippie-like male (who had the map in his apartment for a long time) is soon watching a small movie of himself finding the item when he was younger - which plays out on the surface of the map in the area where he supposedly found it like a sort of paper-thin miniature video display. “That’s it,” he says. He plans on going to the location to finally get the item or items. Apparently, this was the first time the video display hidden in the map was somehow activated. This seems strange in afterthought, as the map was supposedly from the 1800s and would not have such integrated technology - unless it was actually some sort of shared vision caused by staring at the map. Soon, he sends one of the other men and apparently his best friend to a nearby bar and grill to “distract” the people on the outdoor bar stools for some reason by getting drunk and disorderly so that no one will see the other man leave to get the treasure. This seems to be because it is fully open to the outside right in view of where they had been looking at the large map. The other male orders some sort of special weird concoction of lumpy red powder that needs to be sucked through a small cylinder (both ends open), which is about finger-sized in length and diameter. The bar waitress makes a rude comment about his ability to consume this item properly and helps him by holding the cylinder horizontally as he sucks the lumpy red powder into his mouth. Not much happens after this. The unknown male has about four cylinders full and is almost ready to fall over and draw attention away from the other man planning to go and get the treasure or important artifact.
Updated 06-16-2015 at 07:03 AM by 1390 (Enhancement)
I found a baby and decided what to do. I met my friend and told her and showed the baby. Then said – it can’t be true. It’s a dream. Count fingers – a lot. It was the most charming baby in the world and I wanted to be with her but I decided to grow a plant with mellow elephants (like in CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS 2. I looked at the ground and the plant became growing. It has long sharp leaves and at last appeared a box or a flower. The box was opening and several watermelon - elephants jumped on my palm. They were the size of a nut or so. They were alive and moved. So funny with the trunks!!! I wanted more and another green elephants jumped from the box and I awoke.
23:34 pre-bedtime 03:46 + shocked awake after plugged something in and there was a huge electrical POP like the power in the apartment shorted out and all the lights go out. 08:55 + playing a board game(?) with young people, they're setting it up so that I lose, a fantasy game of some sort + looking out over a huge deep valley spreading out before me I'm standing in a high place, I think this would be a great place to fly, but I don't because I think I wouldn't have enough energy to fly back up + being in an outdoor/nature area (like a camp), there are people and a counselor, counselor is saying we'll go on a trip/hike, I'm concerned about getting out of the camp area since we have a car he says it could be hours and hours of traffic because there's only one road out of this area, I'm trying to figure out exactly when I need to leave so I can get out at the right time. + I have some new property, there's an area in the corner where people come inside and shoot off guns. I go to that area and look for bullets on the ground, and see two holes shaped like baseball bats with something brass colored and shiny at the bottom, I think they're bullets. I imagine I'll come out to this area with a shotgun if anybody tresspasses and I'll noisily cock the shotgun to scare the trespassers away. + in a gas station with (parents?) there's a shelf of cleaning supplies, I'm going off on the road, and the parents will continue on their own? I look up into the hills and see a wooded mountain and a road winding its way along and think this is the road I need to go on.
Pretty crappy recall night. Late to-bed probably the reason. Also did Nailler's pre-bed PM routine again. Coincedence? 00:00 Friday 2014-04-18 01:15 bedtime. Wow terrible super late + I'm buying a bunch of little cheap things (stamps? coins?) and my dad says the bank called him to verify these transactions + I create an eye splice in a piece of rope (?) and my wife re-does it? + I'm playing with a suction cup wheel (more of a cylinder, very wide) trying to get it to walk down a glass wall, it doesn't stick at first then it starts working 08:20 get up
Night of 4/16/14 Dream 1: rolling up a long cigarette ( 2 feet long) smoke it feel a buzz (different dream?) raining (next to a jungle? in south america?) had to hide from someone we both had guns running around sparse small bungalows hiding lights out we both had guns friend was in a house with me, needed to protect him
I am not sur ethis site is really helping me, and i dont really feel comfortable here at all. I realize i have only just joined but even after being here a few weeks i still dont really feel all that welcome for some reason, so i would like my account removed ASAP please. Happy dreaming guys, see you in a nightmare maybe...
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