11/28/13 second LD of the night. DILD. I went back to sleep after the first alarm with no effort to LD. I just ended up in a random dream. I was in my old junior high, but thought it was high school. I was not sure which class I should be going to. My locker was empty and the nearby stairs were weird. School is a good dream sign for me. I realized I was dreaming. Should I go up the odd stairs? Suddenly I am in the vice-principles office. "Listen, I am going to leave. I am sure I must have all ready graduated from high school, as I have a doctorate and am 42." Vice principle, "are you sure you graduated high school?" I can not actually remember, but see little reason to think about it. "No, not realy, but can we assume I must have before I went to college?" I am now leaving the school and a couple young guys are with me. "Why are you leaving school?" "This is a dream and I want to do other stuff. Here, watch me change the color of that car." I focus on a car in traffic, but instead of changing color it blurs violet and pops out of the scene. I decide to flip the next car over with TK. It slams on to its side so hard it is crushed half flat. The guys are now looking nervous. "Is it true you were responable for so and so getting crushed?" I ignore them. I have seen two big objects like giant fake trees in blue and yellow. I TK them (about 30' oblong objects) and toss them high. They come down almost on top of us. I do not panic and just "know" they will miss me and bounce like rubber. They do. The first snooze alarm goes off and I wake.
11/28/13 I had 3 LDs (at least) last night. This one was a DILD from a dream about me and two girls at a junk yard. I was asking how much a tracker I had would sell for. I suddenlly was in a new scene, which was like a class room. I became lucid and got up and wanted to find the girls again. I 'knew' they would be on the other side of the class room doors. I went out the doors and they were there. I used to have a crush on one of these women, so I erased the entire scene and reformed it as a bedroom. She was now laying on the bed naked and I was sitting on the bed next to her. I was impressed with how realistic she was. I reached a hand out and felt her thigh. It was very realistic. Suddenly she looked upset and started talking in a sad tearful voice. "It is not my fault that you did not want to have children with a woman. It is so unfair. You did not even ever want a woman who already had a kid." Oh come on brain! Do not toss stupid twists into an otherwise good LD. I responded, "I ended up marrying a woman who had a young teen, and I have enjoyed it." I was tempted to override the scene and force this conversation to stop, but i listened for a moment more. She started to cry, "You are just going to take advantage of me." At this point my alarm went off for the first time and the dream ended.
I was walking around my subdivision and I wound up doing something (I can't remember what, but it was somehow objectionable or exploitable to a group of boys that were started about 50 feet in front of me.) I think I may have accidentally thrown something at them. There were between five and seven guys. The "leader" was this absolutely huge man, at-least seven feet tall. Most of the other guys were just about my size or a little bigger. I tried to fight them, but they grabbed my hands behind my back and started kicking me. (I must say this was a very unusual dream in that generally in my dreams, I can dominate in fights, even when I'm nonlucid.)
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Tried beedakins method to obe, I was so close, I felt nothingness Im getting better at thinking about absolutely nothing. I felt as if I was floating just above my body. Im getting closer to an obe.
first i i had to get off this bus. i told the driver to stop then i got the fuck off that bus and walked to an area like golden gate park kept it led to the beach. when i walked through the park i eventually found my friends who were about to do some rugby practice on the sand. i wanted tdo jump in the ocean.
Morning of November 29, 2013. Friday. In an extraordinarily vivid scene from my dream, I am in an act of supposedly turning the water on somewhere for someone else, I think, possibly for my youngest son who is playing outside in the front yard - apparently in America on Loomis Street at this point (which is at least three times as big as in reality; in reality it was a rather small area adjoining the sidewalk). For some reason, to do this, I have to turn the window latch (on the top middle of the window sash) to turn on the water in the same way as turning on a faucet (tap) with the separate handle. I seem to be standing on a chair to do this at one point. Even though it seems to be our present home in some ways in-dream, it also seems to be the small bedroom of the house I stayed in on Loomis Street during two time periods when I was much younger, though the general appearance of the sash window seems much the same in both locations and with a very similar perspective. (The view from the Loomis Street’s house window would, again, be into the small front yard and the view from the implied present window at W Street would be into the grassy area at the side of the house where the footpath is, a bit similar.) After I supposedly turn the water on (apparently for the bathtub in the bathroom, at least by seeming intent regarding the surreal plumbing layout) from turning the window latch, I “instead” hear water hissing and spraying out from the same room I am in, from near the mopboard by the bottom of the doorway to my right. I immediately worry about the water ruining books or papers in the room and am not sure why the “plumbing” is set up in this particular way, but I then “turn it off”. After I “turn it off”, water then actually starts coming out from around the window latch itself as if there was some sort of hidden pipe that somehow went through the sash and through the window frame and into the wall. This of course makes no sense at all in reality, but seems to make perfect sense in my dream and remains very vivid, bordering on lucidity but I do not attain lucidity. I attempt to try to stop the leak in the latch itself by pushing it a bit and turning it to different angles, but it continues to lightly spray out. I am not sure what to do. To my knowledge, I have never made these associations in a dream state before. The physical similarities between a window latch and a faucet handle are that they both are metallic and technically both turn to open or close something. An open window (after being unlocked with the latch) “lets in air” whereas an “open” faucet handle “lets in water” (into the sink, that is). It is an unusual mix-up, but may also be related to the association with rain coming through a window. Also, the mopboard (or skirting) may be associated with water and mopping the floor.
I remember me being at home and going to the kitchen and seeing my cousin's from my mom's side in my brother's room and there's a cute guy i don't know there. after that they fight and get ready to go down in the elevator. I tell the cute guy because they are fighting you can stay here for a while, he was like it's fine, and i can't just stay here alone. The elevator gets stuck for a while then goes down Then i'm walking somewhere and my cousin's and the cute guy are walking in front of me, and i ask them wheat's him name and i feign stupid and i'm like is it something with an A? I guess a few then say Ammar. Then they call him over. Turns out his name is Farouk but his nickname is Ammar and many other names. then i dream that i'm somewhere near the beach and i have to go up fast or i'll drown so i try to climb up but people next to me are getting attacked by dolphins and seals. I see a guy from my school who has made it safely so i ask him to give me a hand. He pulls me up and then i fall back in and start drowning. But then it turns out i'm going to another place and i'm not drowning. Then Suddenly someone is having an underground wedding. It's a girl from my school i think. Someone from my school is suppose to be dedicating a song but she's crying and she's not able to sing it so she gives me the mike and i start singing the song. The words are on the screen and im singing them. After that one of my best friends come up to me and tells me i did great but i messed up some stuff. Then i tell someone else from y class that usually i get so nervous and that's what makes me horrible. After that suddenly it's turned to walk for a cure but it's somewhere else. After that i see all the things that my friends baked that are getting sold. There were colorful rice krispies and brownies and Cinnabon and cinnabon with Oreo and brownie bits. I asked my friend if she made them and she said yes. After that i was pissed off because there weren't any booths for us to sell. Then suddenly i was in a dress and that was one of the things that we are selling. i was tying to get people to buy it. I get a person to buy it. Then i don't remember what happened and i woke up.
This was a weird one. So, I kept on waking up throughout the night, and had a few dreams here and there. This is the most recent one, and the one I can remember. I was at these music awards, and you have to sit on a swing of sorts. It was a bench type of swing, with 3x? seats. I hated siitting there, didn't know why I didn't just sit somewhere else, but anyways, I remember doing that. Maybe it was in a previous dream, or something, because I felt deja vu when I was doing that. But Selena was there, Demi was there, a few friends from school was there. I found out that my friend was also a model, and kept it secret from her dad. Her dad said, "(Name) What the hell are you doing here?" She said, "Dad?" And for a split moment, the dream showed the text like a script, with blanks here and there. Pretty sure the dad had her phone. And she didn't have acne. "Remember those touch up photos I had? Yeah, I put on makeup." (She puts on makeup to fake acne...) Then I woke up.
Dream of: 23 November 2013 (2) "The Ballad" I'm sitting in a fancy restaurant with a rather peculiar arrangement. There is only one long table in a narrow room just big enough for the table and chairs. Perhaps 40-50 people are sitting crowded together along both sides of the table. I'm sitting in the last seat at one end of the table in the corner with walls behind me on two sides. Although we're all sitting packed together at the same table, I don't know anyone here, or at least I only vaguely know some of them at best. Several attractive women approach me and ask me questions during the course of the meal. I also receive a couple phone calls on a phone at the table. I feel rather self-important and I have the feeling that people are watching me. About 7 o'clock, I finish my meal. The restaurant employees begin moving people into the adjoining room, which is also a long thin room. I'm not sure what is happening, but someone says there's going to be a "ballad" in the adjoining room where the chairs are being arranged along the length of the long walls, facing each other, with no table in the middle. Apparently something - perhaps dancing - is going to take place right down the middle of the room. All the other people have already moved into the adjoining room, but I'm still sitting at the table in my chair in the corner. I'm not sure that I'm going to take part in the activity in the adjoining room. When the proprietor of the restaurant walks in and steps up to me, I say something about how I'm not sure, and he acts simply shocked, almost as if I've committed some kind of crime. He intimates that this is an absolutely fabulous thing which I'm about to experience. Reflecting that I don't often go out and have a festive time like this, I say, "I've lived a sheltered existence." I stand up and head for the adjoining room. I walk past a mirror in which I can see myself. I'm wearing my brown long-sleeved shirt and my longish brown hair needs cut. I walk into the room and sit down in one of the chairs along the wall. I notice that four or five women sitting in chairs on the other side down at the other end of the room appear to be dressed in white wedding gowns and veils. I'm not sure what that's about. A friendly woman (probably in her late 40s) who knows me walks in and asks if she may sit down across from me. I remain mute for a moment, then finally say, "Sure," and she sits down in one of the chairs which are facing me along the other wall. I ask her what this is all about. As she tells me, I have the feeling that a long story is going to be sung over many nights. When I ask the woman if the story goes on for several nights, she responds, "Yea." I'm a little confused because I had thought that dancing was going to take place, but it looks more as if a lengthy song which tells a story will be performed. Apparently, the people sitting here are also going to be somehow involved in this story-song. Obviously the woman across from me has previously been here and she knows about the story, so I would like for her to tell me more about it. I would at least like to know what's going on in the story. * *
This dream was long, but so unstable and in-congruent that I'm going to have to break up the writing to help to explain it. My family was taking a vacation. (I swear being on vacation would make an excellent dream sign.) We were in some place that I think was origninally supposed to be like Niagara falls. But a number of things are off. First of all the area looks notably balmier and almost tropical. The gorge looks way to narrow and shallow (The gorge was about 30-50 feet deep, approximate, and maybe 70-100 feet across.) If you looked to the "south" okay, it looked like Niagara falls. The Horseshoe, American and Bridal Veil Falls were all there and appropriately miniaturized for the gorge. But if you looked "north" you would see another pair of waterfalls that weren't there in real life. Also, the area looked off in the fact that most of the rocks were a dark reddish color. The area was also lacking the casinos and hotels that I recall. (My family took several trips to Niagara falls when I was a child, I remember the layout of the area vividly.) But the weirdest part was there was a large section of the cliff that had collapsed, making way for a beach by the side of the river. The beach sloped heavily (around a 45 degree angle) to connect the top of the gorge to the river bank. My family was at said beach. But it was a nude beach, though only some of the people there were nude. (Nobody in my party, which included my parents and my aunt and uncle was nude.) For some reason, I wasn't really weirded out by this. They also had this other weird rule for the beach where you had to lay all of your valuables and electronics out on a towel. Because of this, I had to put my phone on the towel along with all of my parent's valuables. I began walking toward the end of the beach. I wasn't really interested in being there. I think I was hungry and impatiently waiting for us to leave the beach to where my parents would take us out to a restaurant or back to the hotel room to eat. My cellphone (that was laying out on a towel) got picked up by a big wave. I tried to grab it, but there were these big thrashing waves by the side of the river with a bunch of cell phones and wallets in them. (Because logic in dreams ) According to the dream subconscious plot or whatever, this was a common problem on this beach, but it was supposed to be "part of the fun" if your valuables got sucked up in a big wave. I went and got my parents and asked them if they would help me retrieve my phone. They just got all compassionate for me, and told me that they would try to look for it. We had driven to this police/information kiosk outside of this big metropolitan city, and my parents were talking to this rather unkind man about how to get my phone back. The building was ugly and bland, and had some resemblance to a waiting room. They went to petty dream-bickering. Then the man they were talking to went and got his two daughters. They were both wearing airbender clothes. The three of them started airbending at us and throwing us (mostly my parents, however.) into the floor, walls and ceiling of the room.( Gee, if I had a dollar for every time something ATLA related happened in my dreams, I'd... probably still be broke. Also, wow, what a jerk that guy was.) I was still in the waiting room. Manei was sitting there next to me smiling. (Holy crap, my dream guide is back.)
Hey everyone, I'm new to the site so please bear with me. I had this dream last night(11/27) and I was prompted to join this evening after giving it much thought. Long story short, ever since discovering the art and technique of lucid dreaming, I have studied it thoroughly. That was 6 months ago when I started, and I continuously studied and practiced it. Here I am 6 months later with no success, after trying just about everything there is, with the exception of not purchasing any LD devices. Last night, however, I believe I came very close to an LD. I believe I was in a crowded park full of people, and I saw someone who I care about a lot. This person I've never met before, but I do know in real life and care about them more than anything. I saw this person and ran up to them and began hugging them, getting choked up. In the dream, I actually felt the sensation of hugging him! It was such a strong sensation, that I could actually almost feel and recall it this morning. Other things that no one else would really care to hear, are not important so I won't mention them(lol). However, I do remember thinking in the dream how that person did not look like how they were supposed to look. Actually, thinking about it now, I don't even think they looked close at all how they were supposed to. The sensation of feeling them and their hug is a symptom of lucid dreams, correct? And me almost realizing that was not the right person should have triggered it, right? I also felt the emotions I'm sure I would have felt if I did meet them in real life. HELP, am I getting close to an LD, after all this time? And what else can I do to have one soon? Thank you everyone<3
Very Boring but trying to get better at remembering my dreams...definitely not lucid though. --- I Was at some lady's house. Perhaps a neighbor or something. She said she had to change the way it normally looks to make it more accommodating for her ederly parents for a party she was planning to have. I told her the last time I came over the couch was different, it looked more modern and that the current couch looks old. Her house had a lot of shelfs and tables that had no rhyme or reason, like an excessive amount that looked overkill and almost hazardis. I told her it looked cluttered and it was to hard to walk around her place and that her parents may find it difficult to get around. She got upset and defensive and asked me to leave. ---- I dont remember what this lady looks like and I dont think its anyone I know in waking life, her face was fuzzy, even upon waking up. ---- 2nd Dream: I was at school and ppl had the option to leave at 7:30 but the teacher did not like it. He got a little upset and told us it would be more convient if we left at the normal time. The janitor was mopping the hallway floors. Some student decided to leave and as he started walking down the hall, he slipped and fell. I decided to wait til the floor drys.
Woke from a nice dream about a baby. I couldn't catch it to write it down. It faded to quickly. Last night I tried saying "What's the target" but wound up sending the sender love and peace instead. But maybe the target has something to do with a baby.
11/27/13 this was pretty long and semi-lucid. the theme was that me and my wife would move to Spokane with no preparation and we were sure we could make it work. I was looking into a food bank to see what it involved and ended up getting hired too work in the thrift store. I tried to do the job, but was slow and they fired me. Many random scenes passed, such as us seeing a commercial that showed a building we were familiar with, and just stuff like talking about our situation. One morning I snuck away from my wife and rode a bicycle down to the food bank. I suddenly realized that it had been less than a week since I had last asked them for food, and I was full of self judgment. Not much plot or action, but it was fairly long and vivid.
11/27/13 Wednesday Last night, bed at 2am, no meditation I'm in Italy. Second time in maybe 2 weeks. I'm at the docs, looking at some ships docked. One of them is military ship, that serves as a museum. Suddenly there is an explosion on it. I see red flames and black smoke. It's already third explosion in the area. Some kind of terrorist attack. (Watched NCIS episode with explosions and terror attacks) Still in Italy. I have a puppy in my arms. He is not mine, but perhaps rescued. It's a beagle. He has flees, so we are taking him to the vet. Come to a building, with patients waiting on chairs outside and in the doorway. I try to talk to them in Italian. I want to know if I can buy something for the flees in the pharmacy, or if I should see the vet. When we walk inside, the building is huge and modern. medical personal walking busily in the hallways. We find the vet and he takes a look at the dog. Then he puts him in this room sized plastic tube. Kinda like a huge terrarium. It can fold in the middle, one side can slide in the other side. We are thinking about buying it for the dog. Trying to figure out, if it will fit on the back of a pickup. I see the price in italian lira and it's like 39000. I see that in some places it's broken and fixed with black tape. So I'm telling my mom, we could buy it, but not to pay for it more than 1/5 of the asking price. It was a long time I have spent in Italy this time.
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