21.02.2014Watching wrestling with my mom (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was watching a WWE (Professional Wrestling) Live Event on TV with my mother. It was just a single match instead of a bunch of matches. The match was kind of like a Royal Rumble, where random Wrestler enter the fight after a certain amount of time, but Wrestlers weren't eliminated when the get thrown over the rope out of the ring. In fact they were allowed to fight outside the ring without disqualifications. During the match I was telling my mom all sorts of background information even though she didn't really care most of the time. I remember I also told her about the wrestler Daniel Bryan and his impact on the company. (The WWE has quiet a few of problems recently which makes the fanbase pretty mad. One of which seems to be that wrestler.)
Did everything "wrong" but still ended up with some recall. To bed super late (2am-ish), ate a bunch of chocolate late in the evening (I have no caffeine tolerance so it gives me a caffeine buzz), ate a big heavy meal immediatley before bed. Up early for breakfast duty, so only one recalled dream. Not nearly as clear as other nights this week but still OK. Tomorrow marks my 6th month anniversary of LD practice! morning (get up) waking: + I'm in my (fictional) house, putting on socks, sock on left foot is ripped to shreds at the toes, all my toes show through there's barely any material over my toes, I adjust a thread of the sock from one toe to another. I think I should put on my birkenstocks, but wonder about whether this will hurt my foot (real life memory, I currently have a foot issue). I see outside a window to the path running down the side of the house (very narrow, neighbor's fence is right there), I see bright green grass clumps growing up through the cement pathway, I think the side of the house is dirty/messy and do people ever clean there, I hear the next door neighbour (the next house is just a few feet away) over the fence. I'm thinking about going out to get some fast food. after breakfast duty, about 1.5 hours later, back for a nap. I'm wide awake, but manage to eventually block off all thoughts and daydreams and get back to sleep. next two wakings: + in a rented house, meet the landlord man, more man friends of his come by, I speak English, but they're (foreign), I repeat in foreign language, they laugh I think at my accent. One guy lies down on a narrow long couch and sinks into it I think it looks like a coffin. There's a rollaway bed by the wall. We say yes everything is fine with the apartment. We normally deal with the landlord's wife. He's older about 60-70. + wife and kids are going on a trip they're meeting the bus at the store down the street + I'm getting off a bus (at my childhood home, bus route doesn't match real life bus route) I have a lot of stuff, the driver starts going again before I can gather everything up and get out the door, as he gets impatient that I'm taking a long time to get off, I go up to him and yell (foreign language) "STOP PLEASE!", he stops, I go back to my seat, there are so many bags there, I try to gather them all up into my arms. + In a room with my wife, I'm lying down, there's another older woman there standing over my head with her feet apart, there's going to be some "swinging" action, I remove my underwear, feel very self-conscious about what this woman thinks of my "equipment", I look up and see some kind of bizarre and unappealing genatalia. I have some concerns about my wife's devotion to me. + (DO) overhead view of some sort of game where pieces move over terrain. Bunch of people/kids/ some sort of club? + outdoor scene of water and ice flowing and heaving in large pools (residue of watching glacier calving video a few days ago?)
Can't seem to remember anything really. Except I saw something then out of nowhere I ejaculated...just...wtf...happened there lol.
I was trying to catch a turtle but my DC said that it was a trap, when i caught the turtle i heard a snake sound and suddenly everything around me became a huge arena where me and a lot of sumo DC were trapped. I got out of the arena and the DC were saying:Well done u have done the impossible. Then i woke up
Night of February 21, 2014. Friday. Dream #: 17,231-05. Reading time: 1 min 18 sec. Readability score: 45. I become aware that I am dreaming. I first perceive myself to be in a featureless room in semidarkness. Soon, there is the perception of my thoughts and awareness expanding. As a result, a staircase forms with the simultaneous presence of white noise. As it appears, it creates the impression of hissing “snowflakes” (white points of light) suddenly coming together to form a white staircase in front of me with the appearance of a photographic negative. Rather than ascending it to investigate, I decide to walk out through a door to my right to wake, but I wake to feel blessed and loved. My dream had subliminal influence from a scene from “The Other,” a 1972 horror film, in which Niles is placing cattails everywhere in the barn, including the staircase. (Additionally, carrying and moving the cattails results in a rustling sound similar to white noise.) Even so, it correlates with the autosymbolic construct of the dreaming and waking processes. A staircase, which is a factor of vestibular system correlation, becomes a feature in a dream when I either anticipate or subliminally, liminally, or concurrently will a difference in the level of dream state focus of awareness and anticipate changes in perception of my illusory physicality. It is used in meditation and hypnosis to go into and out of different levels of consciousness. Descending the staircase typically correlates with entering the state while ascending correlates with the waking process. Precursory contemplation of a vestibular system simulacrum (a projection of the subliminal, liminal, or concurrent anticipation of the waking process) occurs here but does not complete. In the movie, the character Ada (falsely perceived as an angel in the scene in the first moments) attempts to kill Niles by burning the barn down, but he escapes through a door as she jumps into the fire. It is intriguing how the subliminal recall of a horror movie can result in a dream of a very different nature with a satisfying outcome.
Updated 12-14-2018 at 07:42 AM by 1390
Non lucid dream. Was on a farm or something... not quite sure. Had a small window of time where I could enjoy a water park. Only rode one slide however and the rest of the time was spent running around trying to find a locker for my stuff. Then I went on a drive with my Dad's old friends from the past. They wanted to go to a movie and the water park closed by the time we finished driving around. Later My friend and I were picking out gifts from this company repository / also part of our house. There was a room full of guns and we both chose some rifles that we liked. Then it transitioned to playing counter-strike and I was able to secure a few winning rounds by sniping from unusual locations.
Journal Entry non-lucid #40 Dream, non-dream (Comments) Background: I drank too much water for WBTB and ran out of my room thus making it hard to remember the early part of the night. I stayed up and tried playing games struggled with the internet connection for quite some time like 30-40 min. I finally got it going, I was sleepy and tired. I got on computer and began to categorize my dream signs like Stephan LaBerge suggested. I got tired went to room. I heard Robert Monroe's Advanced focus 10. I tried to WILD, but I fell asleep too early. Dream fragment 1, 3:40am-6:33am." Old conflicts, same conflict": I was trying to sleep on a curb and I saw a old rival, LE. I looked at him with shock and was ready to fight. He apologized and asked me to help him. His parents died so he cried but after a while I found out he was lying to me. Dream fragment 2, 3:40am-6:33am." Sad! Teacher got Cancer Again": Me and my dad were at a DMV. My dad didn't know where the line started so he went to the front. They kicked us to the back. I saw my old Eng 1A teacher. She was fatter and I asked her how is she doing. She told me she has cancer again and that is why she is here. She told me she went to Vegas and she enjoyed her time there. She went and sat down. The line was going I told her to go in front of us she was waiting before me and my dad. She just looked at me. My father gave me the look and turned around. She looked so weak and helpless. Alone on that bench. I felt sad in the dream because she fought cancer before and she has to fight it again.
Updated 02-21-2014 at 07:14 PM by 65865
This has been a rather strange night for me. Firstly, I had a mnemonically induced lucid dream, though I was still at a fairly low level of awareness. I soon consciously oversaw this dream collapse into blackness; but that was not the end of it. In retrospect, I'm not sure if I really retained memory and consciousness of my dreaming throughout the experience or if I inadvertently performed at least one DEILD or just a WBTB; but after I believed the dream to be gone, I became lucid again in the next dream - and, in a way, the same dream - several times. And becoming more and more aware each time. In the first of these dreams, I was in my home, getting ready for school and my mother was packing my lunch for me. With apparent spontaneity, I then realised that I was dreaming. I tried to exercise my dream freedom and act with the truth in mind that nothing I said or did before a dream character had any real repercussions. So I approached my mother's dream character and, taking note of her complacent reaction, took her arm and, after a brief delay, passed my hand/finger through it, for no reason other than to check the power that I had. After this, the dream was broken. I felt myself lying within my bed, remembering that I'd just had a lucid dream but now seeing naught but blackness. I wanted to go back to the lucid dream. I tried not moving in my current position and going back to where I had just been. In the next dream, I was already aware on some level that this was a dream, though I'm not sure if it was from the very beginning. Upon performing some kind of reality check, I made sure that I was dreaming once again. Also, I saw this dream beginning in a similar way to last time, as if it was that dream happening all over again. This time, however, I decided to build on my previous, faulty experience. I tried transporting myself away from my current location, which was then in my own bedroom and with my mother’s dream character, in which I had no interest and who was inhibiting my ability to think freely without worry of consequences. I thought of where a good place to transport myself inside my dream might be and, at least in part remembering the bonus task of the month that's in place right now on this website, I tried transporting myself to a mountain covered in snow. But instead of changing my environment, all my dream did was put me in front of my computer monitor, still in my bedroom, and turn it into a video game that was set atop a snowy mountain. It wasn't even that fun of a game but I went on to play it anyway, rather than protest or attempt to go bigger, because I imagined that I had myself made some sort of mistake and that that was the best my mind could be expected to do under the circumstances. This shows that I still didn't have the brightest level of dream awareness. In what was either my next dream or a distant continuation of my current one, I endeavoured to truly go to the snowy mountain once again and shouted at my subconscious, as a dream control method I'd learned, to turn my scene into that. However, I could only partially manage the transformation. When I looked around, there were still my mother's dream character and some pieces of furniture from my own house standing there. Soon, I lost my grip on the dream again. These times when the dreams kept fading were not something that felt like they could be stopped. I don’t remember seeing any warning signals before they fell apart to keep my grasp on the dream; at some point, sooner or later, I simply saw my dream environments disappear and be replaced by blackness, followed by an apparent realisation that I was lying in my bed. Yet every time, I retained that light of dream lucidity. Every next lucid dream I had, I seemed to gain more and more lucidity and dream awareness - though it still wasn’t as impressive as I’d have endeavoured for in the end. In my next dream, however, after performing a reality check by observing the anomalous face of a clock, I remembered the goals I'd formed long before to use in-dream techniques to increase my dream’s lucidity as much as possible. I was in my living room, where I saw a couple of superheroes hanging out (without finding it strange) and I rubbed my hands together. As I did this, my dream really did come to look more vivid. This was the first time I've ever used this hand-rubbing technique, along with a direct shout to my mind to increase the lucidity, in one of my lucid dreams. This technique turned out to be successful. The scene before me had become clear and vibrant; but then, for some reason, I kept seeing momentary interludes of blackness in my vision, as if I had been blinking very rapidly or as if frames in the dream movie were breaking up. One of the dream characters who sat before me noted this. The dream then broke again. In my next dream, I started back at my bedroom and looked at the clock, as I remembered having done last time. The numbers were wonky and the hands were off-centre, which was well enough to clue me into the fact that I was dreaming yet again. My mother's dream character actually came along and helped show me how strange it looked, now aiding me with the reality check. I picked myself up where I left off, with rubbing my hands to increase lucidity (which eventually faded if not cared for enough) in the living room, with superheroes on my couch. I appeared on the balcony of my home and decided to fly off. As I was flying past one of the tall buildings in my neighbourhood, I detected supervillain activity inside of it (to the superheroes on my couch?) and resolved to confront it. I also detected some kind of note from the villain - like a ransom note. But, since reading tends to be so difficult in dreams, I struggled to make any sense of it. I paid so much attention to trying to read the note, not taking this important detail into mind, that I must have been losing awareness points by now. And my dream broke once again. Next time, I knew right away that I was dreaming and I became extra-wary to preserve my dream and my awareness and to avoid confusing situations that I couldn’t control. Also, this was the first time when I started off in a different setting. I was in a school environment, one that was in chaos. There were people running around in the classroom and there was a teacher standing in front of me, who clearly was not happy. On the desk beside her were test papers and each one seemed to have a bad score on it - as well as vastly varying score denominators. One of them had a score of only 5 of an unrealistically large number, with too many zeroes to count. This, the teacher, was the score I had gotten on her last test. I was trying to not let this dream get to me and retain my lucidity; but it wasn't always easy. This scene was particularly dark and intimidating. I remember having other dreams that succeeded this one; but I doubt any more of them were lucid. I don't have much recollection of these dreams anyway, so there isn't much more to say. Although I'd looked forward to lucid dreaming as this night began, by the end of it, I was feeling kind of drained - even a little turned off to lucid dreaming the following day. Hopefully, as I gain knowledge and experience, dream control and retaining awareness will be easier in DILDs that I experience in the future.
2.20.14 Thursday Last night bed 12-7 am Nap around 3:20pm - 5:30pm DR I'm on some kind of a wooden walkway, that's in my backyard. It's raised up, about as high as trees. Ophelia's ex is there and I'm fighting him, because he is bugging them. I'm throwing some heavy glass vases or something similar at him. He catches one and I' thinking now I'm gonna get it, because we are only about 10 feet away. I brace for it, but he throws it down. Now I'm sleeping in white sheets, in sunny room. It has huge windows on one side. They lead to a wooden patio, that wrappes around the house. I ahve a feeling it's not a house, but a room in some resort. I lay on my back and I see this ex walking by the window. I'm hoping he will not see me in there, so he doesn't causes a scene by banging on window and trying to come in. There is a female with him. I have a sense she is nasty, same as him. DR 2 I'm still on some raised platform, but now much higher. I feel like I'm a recruit about to be initiated into some military group. I'm walking up the stairwell. There is a female officer on top yelling on another recruit infront of me, that they are not suppose to stop. When I reach to, she askes me if I'm [name, last name, which I don't remember]. I say yes ma'am. Then she askes me my last name. I don't understand what she is asking so I say "excuse me"?. She repeats the question and yells at me, that if I understood her the first time, we would have been done already. I'm carrying a shopping bag full of orange juice liquid, without any containers. It seems, that at the top, we are suppose to lay on our back on top of the flying airplane and drink the juice. That's the initiation. 2 people are mocking me and touching my stomach, implying, that I'm not gonna be able to drink it all and I'll fail. As I'm standing higher on stairs, and they are a bit below me, I turn to them and tell them that "yeah, I should probably empty my stomach now, so I can drink it all" and I pretend to throw up on them.
Dream Nightmare False Awakening Notes Last night was strange. I think I had a false awakening and was close to lucidity before that. I had plenty of dreams but the important one was early in the night. I was standing on train tracks in a snowy area. There was a train stopped on the tracks to mi right. At first, I thought I was seeing myself in third person but I discovered it was a clone or something of me. He had camera equipment and was yelling "It's not gonna happen!" to a group of people. I knew they were getting ready to film me while I was lucid. I realized this but didn't think it was true because my clone kept saying "you're awake! Look!" My view changed and I was staying at the TV in my GF's room, laying in bed. The vision was cloudy and the TV was off. I then re-appeared in my 'dream'. I did a reality check: Looked at my hands. At first, it was difficult but I managed to do it. My hands looked stockier and bigger than usual and were a dark color, as if they were burned or scorched. I kept looking at my hands but my clone kept saying "You can't do it, you're already awake! You're thinking this!" I was still looking at my hands when the world around me started shaking uncontrollably until I woke up. In my next dream, I was in my room looking down at my rat, Juanita. She was out of her cage, under my chair. I noticed something red in her left eye and when she turned her face, her eye had been torn off. She was oozing blood and I suspected one of the other rats did it. I yelled something and ended up waking up, agitated.
Dream Notes I was a pirate last night. I had a crew of about 5 and we would look for treasures in the ocean. We'd have to fight monsters to get the objects from them. While on an island surrounded by mountains, my crew started a mutiny. I got off my frigate and began assassinating my former crew. I was then on land with a nearby lake battling magicians with a group of new people, still having to collect the objects. Again, I was teleported to an underground basement.I ran out and exited onto a beautiful green, grassy field with a lake, trees, and blue mountains with snow on them to the East. My objective was to drink water and get to another basement as fast as possible. The basement was a testing station. Many young kids were being tested in combatives with medieval weapons. For the third time, I was teleported back to the first basement. I proceeded to run towards the second one again. I saw a house, a well with muddy, salty water that I didn't want to drink, and the basement I first came out of. I saw a vision of a map and it showed where I had to go. As I ran, I saw a huge castle surrounded by walls. I thought maybe that was a small town. I also saw a structure right in front of the walls, and what looked like a cave further down to the left. Another castle was parallel to the cave. When I passed it, the basement was right behind it. I proceeded down in a hurry. I noticed an old man talking to a young boy who was sitting cross-legged. I grabbed the ladder, hit my feet on the ground, and teleported to the testing chamber. All of the contestants I saw were preteen girls. This is one of my favorites dreams. The place I saw while running was calming and it's probably the place I'd love to camp out or live at.
Dream Notes I wasn't part of my dream for the first part of it last night. It felt like I was spectating or watching a movie. There were 3 ghetto as fuck black dudes. They entered and shot up a casino but didn't steal anything. Before the cops arrived, they went to the back of the building and hid from police. They tried getting on the roof with makeshift ladders but failed. An argument started between two of them. Guns were pulled and someone got shot. I gave all 3 of them names but the only one I remember was Tyrone. Next thing I remember is being offered a choice between scenarios. I chose the one of the black guys and I appear as the massacre finishes. We run to the back of the casino through the alleway and hide from police. After the cops leave our area, we manage to get on the roof and I enter the casino from the roof. Cops are investigating the scene and I pull out my knife, ready to drop on him and kill him. I know my objective is to kill everyone in the casino without being noticed. I notice the Mark of The outsider and I'm able to Blink around the building. The building seems to be retualistic with candles and skulls around the walls and floors. I'm able to kill a few people when I notice the casino has turned into a prison filled with inmates and they converse with me. My objective still stands and I kill a few more people, a few times even leaving their bodies in positions that make them look asleep.
Both of these dreams took place four days ago, but I'm just now getting around to posting them! Sorry for the delay. Guess where I was in this one? If you've read a lot of my dream journal, or just glanced at the titles/tags, you'll be so very unsurprised to find out that this first dream took place in...A SCHOOL. -surprised gasping- We were in a room that looked like it would be a Steak n' Shake dining area except all the tables were replaced with school desks. We were working pretty furiously on a test, as if our lives depended on it. As I got close to finishing the test, I saw my girlfriend's ex-friend, who was making faces at me. Guess we're in elementary school or somethin'. This second dream was the more dream-like of the two, in terms of outright weirdness. My girlfriend and I went to the mall! To do what? Well, I'd assume shopping, but who knows, really? Anyways, we got there, but a very creepy old lady was blocking the entrance to the mall, saying "You aren't allowed to go in there!" She wouldn't tell us WHY, of course. Being the reckless dream selves that we were, my girlfriend and I found a back entrance over the wall and into the mall. What followed was kind of terrifying, or at least at the time. A loud alarm sounded off; we knew right away we were in trouble. In the distance, we heard dogs yelping, and could vaguely see the old lady running towards us with a giant pack of barking, angry dogs. No shopping for us! Gosh dang it. We started to run, although we weren't sure where we were even running to. We were pretty much trapped in this mall now. The barking of the dogs drew closer. What was our fate? Beats me, I woke up! Always at the good parts.
Updated 03-10-2014 at 04:14 AM by 33438
I was in a bar-restaurant but there were no booths, only communal tables. I was sitting with a couple really good friends and a lot of their friends that I didn't really know at all. This gorgeous girl that looks just like this actress sat down next to me and we started talking. I kind of have a thing for mousy looking girls. She embodied everything that I love in a partner (kind, compassionate, funny, weird,...). After hanging out with her for awhile she ended up exchanging phone #'s with one of my best friends. In the dream they were meant to be together and it made me very sad. I woke up after that. Then the dream started over. This time, instead of exchanging phone numbers they got up to leave together and I stood up too and walked over to talk to my buddy. I calmly said to him, "I just became lucid". Then I tried to make the girl like me instead of him but she just turned into a lifeless puppet zombie that did whatever I asked. All her actions were very crude and vulgar. I didn't like it so I let her be her own character and she went back to my friend. I woke up again. Dream started over. The girl was the bartender this time, and I was semi-lucid at the start. I sat down at the bar and talked with her for awhile as she mixed drinks. I wanted to prevent her from even meeting my friend. Ten to fifteen minutes passed and I went to sit down at the table again. She brought us drinks and I looked around for my friend and I couldn't see him. The girl disappeared outside and I heard a gunshot. She had shot herself in the head and there were bits of brain and bone all over the pavement outside. I somehow found out that she had found my friend, dead, in the bathroom. He had killed himself by taking a lot of opiates. A little too Romeo and Juliet for me. I woke up and felt a great emptiness in my chest.
Today i dreamt i was at the entrance of my appartment hall. the entrance door was aside of the wall, and it was a rotating door instead of being in front and being a normal glass door. i was near the very first stairs, she was near the storage room, i asked her. "I get it now! So it means if we change something in the past, it will change again in the future?" she said "We can say kind of yes" Then i went upstairs and saw a guy going home, i remember talking to him but couldn't remember what i said (weird dream) Dream elements: -Gardevoir Technique used: ---------- hours slept: 6 hours
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