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I have been meaning to record numerous dream fragments over the past 6-months. If I had even one full-length dream, I would have posted it here. The best dream fragment I clearly recall:

I was in my living room with a baby bird on my finger. It was facing me and chirping an adorable melody. It looked like a (thin) miniature Robin. I walked around a little watching it intently. I remember feeling filled with joy. -Then I woke up.

One of my most vivid lucid dreams also featured a bird Super Lucid: Blackbird Flying

11.10.2013

Fragments about ETs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another night of very long dreams and not being able to capture much... Second night in a row without a lucid, so tonight, I must lucid dream

Some stuff involving ET beings, doing challenges and being indoors.

My second lucid. (very short)

Waking Life
Non-Lucid Dream
Lucid Dream

I am in a tropical-themed restaurant in Cornwall at night. With me are my grandparents on my mums side, my mum, and my sister. I try to make conversation, but everything I say is contradicted. After a few minutes I get sick of it and I run off into a stone barn. Inside it is musty and damp. There is an indoor balcony type thing reached with a set of stairs. My aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents all from my dads side of the family come in with my sister.
They all walk up to the balcony, but I stay behind. Suddenly a great big dog comes in and starts growling at me. I manage to avoid it by jumping up and grabbing on to the balcony, and it calms down. I let go and land safely. I go over to my sister, who is looking at a bookshelf. She mentions a book that she likes. We all leave the barn and run down a grassy hill to a stone farmhouse. I realise I am on my grandparents (on my fathers side) farm in Yorkshire. We run into the house. Most of my cousins (more than I have in real life) run into a bedroom, while my sister and I stay behind with everyone else. Everything in the room suddenly starts getting wrecked and I worry it'll be blamed on me. White light and sparks appear before my eyes. I turn to one of my cousins, a dark haired girl about my age, and ask her "Are we dreaming?". I look down at my hands. My left hand has odd fingers and my right has none at all. I realise that I am in fact dreaming. The girl and I get really excited, but the room continues breaking. The floors and walls are now falling apart. I reset the room, but forget I'm dreaming. I am back to when my cousins ran into a bedroom. My dark haired cousin is nowhere to be seen. My sister goes into a bathroom, but some guys try to get into it. I lean against the door to prevent them entering. After a few seconds they give up and walk off, grumbling. I decide to see what's going on in the bedroom my cousins went into. I enter, but they don't notice me. I overhear them say they hate me and want me to go back to Canada. This hurts me, so I leave the room and sit down in a chair. Two boys, both about 12, come out of the bedroom. They keep looking at me and speaking in hushed voices. One of them runs up and puts a white buzz cut wig on me when I'm not looking. I don't notice, and they start to snigger. I sit down on a rug and start to absentmindedly dig a hole in it with my finger. Suddenly one of my aunts notices the hole I'd dug and gets mad at me. I apologise, saying I didn't mean to. She tells me it's alright and that I wasn't in trouble, but says it's just another way for the lavender petals to get under the rug. She lifts up the rug and underneath it's piled with rose petals (not lavender, oddly enough). She sighs and starts methodically picking them up, one by one. The 12 year old boys start throwing rose petals on the spot she's picking them up but she yells at them to stop without turning around. She then asks me why I'm wearing a wig. I suddenly notice and take it off quickly. Underneath my hair is incredibly sweaty from being under the hot wig. I quickly run off to the bathroom, embarrassed, while the boys laugh at me. I start washing my face and hair with soap and water. It takes a while, but I eventually finish. I reach over for a towel, but the door opens and the boys see me with bubbles all over my hair and face. They start laughing again and I quickly close the door, red faced. I dry my face and hair. I then notice a laptop sitting on a bathroom shelf. I look at it. It has the old grey box layout and there's a message for me on it. I open the message. It's from my grandparents on my mothers side. The message says that a video of me with them on a roller coaster had gone viral on youtube. This confuses me as I don't remember going on any roller coasters with them. The video is attached in the message and I look at it. It shows me with stupid hair screaming incredibly high pitched. I become even more embarrassed and wake up.

Lucid

The first part is a little odd, I don't remember it very well, it was a nap dream. I walk into a room, where Maggie and a man (not Hal) from Falling Skies are talking about the dreams they have of their soulmates. The man is certain that she is his, because they have dreams together, but Maggie informs him that she had a dream where her real soulmate told her that he was coming for her. That he didn't even bother packing an extra shirt. The man in her dreams is Hal, but she doesn't know his name yet. This announcement unsettles her suitor who isn't sure what to make of not actually being her soulmate.
"He said 'I'm coming for you'," When she says it she looks straight at me and it feels like a message. Then she turns her eyes back to the man, "Funny isn't it? If you were my dream man you wouldn't have to come to me, you'd already be here."

Then I am in my car with my boyfriend, he's in the front passenger seat and there is a brown haired woman in a white nightgown in the back seat. She is injured, her body separated from her soul (which looks identical to her physical body) and sits beside her in the back seat. I am driving down a country road and am not paying attention so that I don't brake soon enough and hit the front of a truck which is facing the wrong way, stopped on the side of the road. I can feel the driver glaring down at me. Under the pretense that I am just backing up, I start to turn the wheel to flee the scene. My boyfriend asks me what the hell I'm doing. Everything feels really odd, and just like most car wreck dreams, I start shaking my head.
"No no no...don't worry. I'm dreaming. Everything is fine."
"What do you mean?! Nothing is fine!"
"No really, I didn't really hit that truck because it isn't real. None of this is real."
"Are you crazy?"
I drive back the way we came. "Look around you for a second, look at those loping koala and tell me this isn't a dream." I gesture to the field beside us where a herd of giant koala are running on all fours. He stares at them in amazement but still refuses to believe me.
I stop the car on the side of the road, things start to get fuzzy. "Do you think I could do this if it wasn't a dream?"
He gets a little antsy because there's a man standing on the other side of the fence threatening us with a gun. I raise my hand (with no actual idea what is going to happen) and am surprised when bees spring into existence from the dirt and swarm around the gunman. He growls at us and shoots the woman in the backseat, a single bullet splits and hits her and her soul in the forehead. My boyfriend panics.
"Relax!" I say, I wave my hand and think 'resurrect' and she comes back to life. I make the gunman disappear, then I snap awake.

When I opened my eyes everything was normal but when I wanted to get out of bed it was impossible so I freaked out. I managed to move a little bit (it very hard because my body was so heavy) and I pinched my nose to see if I can breathe and I could so I decided to shoot a fireball from my hand, through the wall in front of me but when I looked at my hand it was invisible. I was feeling it there but I couldn't see it. That's when I began to breathe deeply and focus on waking up.

I held off on posting this dream from the night before last since I had no idea what to make of it. I messaged Sageous to get his expertise and what he said brought back the rush of excitement that I had when I woke up that morning. The short version: his opinion was that it was an LD during NREM/Delta sleep and he knew exactly what I was talking about from the description below...

(Written morning of 10/10/13 in offline dream journal)

101013*

I went from vibrations to a view of my room. I doubt it for a moment and wondered if I had slightly open my left eye IWL but then I focused on my left eye and noticed it was completely closed, both eyes were closed. I think me focusing on my actual eyes started waking me up but I was quickly back in the vibrations and this time I try to imagine a scene I wanted to come into but it did not work and I ended up in a void. This time was very weird it was like I was "inside" & interacting with HH's instead of just hearing them or having them happen to what would normally feel like my normal sleeping body. It definitely was the dream feeling being in the void but dreaming about HH's and experiencing them in a very different way while realizing it was a dream and not just the prelude to a dream. Just floating there, relaxing enjoying the experience. It is hard to explain. But I woke up very excited and just have a pep in my step today. I don't get that from regular HH's. After my wake back to bed a couple of ideas in my head for a possible mantra to use but maybe it's too long. I also got an idea to pull the focus away from my body in order to bring on sleep quicker. It was basically focusing on the dream world as being a vast bubble just above & in front of my forehead just beyond my sleeping body. After I woke up from that I continued to attempt to wild and had an incredible number of regular HH's all quite interesting but did not take me directly into a dream that I recall. Dream before my wake back to bed involved one or two other people bringing dreams to me to compare to see if they were related to mine. recall was quite foggy but I don't think that made me lucid.

It was homecoming night and the school was holding their annual homecoming party up the street at my friend Brendan's house. My friend Auston wanted to go. He had a ticket and a suit. I had a coupon for a ticket which discouraged me from going (even though I was assured by several people that I would be able to get in) and I couldn't find my dress clothes which also discouraged me (despite being told that it was a casual event.) So, my friend decided to stay with me, bored. Eventually, he left me to go to the party. I was angry at how much fun he was having. So, even without my clothes or a real ticket, I went to the party and what do you know, I had fun! That' all I remember before I woke up.

Dream Meaning (IMO):
I am always finding reasons not to hang out with my friends. I always find some way to avoid going to the movies, or playing basketball. All I ever want my friends to do is sit around and play games with me. They are always bored, but I enjoy myself. My friends often leave me to go have real fun and this angers me, greatly. Now, to me, this dream is my sub-conscious brain's way of showing me the error of my ways. You see, while Auston was trying to encourage me to go and have fun, I continuously found excuses. After he eventually left me, for the first time ever (even if it was a dream) I went with him instead of sitting around in anger and I had a great time. From now on, I will try to actually do thing with my life and have fun. All thanks to my sub-conscious!

All I can recall is two girls smoking weed in my house. No idea who they are, in fact, I can't even remember what they looked like.

Fragment
I am holding a fat stack of cash. The $100 bills are not normal colors. Some are blue and some are red. I think it must be the new style of bills. I walk around trying to count my cash but passers-by eye it and I am afraid of being robbed.

Brief Lucid - DILD
I am in a situation that looks like a lot like GTA 5. My wife and I are shooting at some guys. I take one down and my wife runs across my line of fire so I have to stop shooting. The other guy takes that opportunity to jump in a light green car and drive off. I try shooting the tires but a privacy fence obstructs my view so I have to run to get around it.

When I do I see my wife next to an old woman in a wheelchair. She says, "I told you the next time we are in a dream I will do this." She then proceeds to lick the woman on the mouth. I tell her that is disgusting.

Suddenly I am next to the woman and my wife has walked away. I take the woman's head off and it shrinks to about the size of an apple. I put it in my mouth and it feels metallic. I lick it like a candy and tell my wife to look at me. She seems to have gone into a veg state.

I am standing next to the privacy fence and notice how odd my arms feel. Then I remember that my wife said this was a dream and I slowly become lucid. I have a false memory of her saying this in a previous dream and feel proud for remembering that much. However, I am surprised to get lucid since I wasn’t even trying. I knew there was a TOTM that I wanted to do but I can't seem to remember it. I feel frustrated and get really hung up on trying to remember. I walk around some and when I turn I find myself in the void. I try to visualize grass and walking but I am also trying to remember the TOTM. Its all too much so I stop and let it all go.

I decide to relax my "body" and clear my mind but I make the mistake of letting my lucidity slip away. A scene forms and I am in my back yard. Someone from work says something about a plastic probe. I look down and see I am holding one. I make some remark about it.

Then I look around and see my wife working in the back yard. I think about how we are going to do some landscaping but I need to get rid of all this junk. There is a large gravel area and I think it must have been from an above-ground-pool.

Dream 1(fragments):

Was playing some video game where stuff was happening in some city.

Dream 2:

I was in some futuristic building and i was with a group and we were searching something. There was alot of talk and we have found some information and weapons. Then we went to a mess hall and we started discussing about this place while waiting for food, and in the end figured out that we were in the future. Then we talked to some people around the place and checked out a big room made of sandstone.
Then we have reached huge cylindric metallic area with slightly purple walls. It was apparently a space port and there was a long set of ramps around it, leading out. I got quite tired while walking those but then i switched to quadruped stance and found out that it's much easier to move like that, and faster too. Upon exiting the area i've found out that we were in the park now(One that i visited often IWL), but alot of things were changed because future. We have followed one of the paths while enjoying natural scenery, there were also occasional people with rather big dogs on the way and for some reason dogs tried to stay away from me.
Soon we have reached abandoned stadium place, which actually changed the most, it was kind of different stadium now and upon entering it kinda generated small room with leafy textures and a few trees and we suddenly had minecraft bows. There were a few targets that we had to hit and there was also rather huge minecraft chicken that had actually same behavior as normal mc chicken. Then place kinda expanded and there were tropical trees and a sea.

For sometime now I have been experimenting with a couple of new techniques. One in particular which last night took me to somewhere I had not ever experienced before.

The roots of my experiment sit in two sources. The first rooted in teaching of the Kabbalah and the second using a new combination of audio tones and prompters.

I combined solfeggio frequencies. Only 3 of the 9 tonal set. No incense or mantras and I focused on teachings of the Kabbalah. (Those I will keep to myself for now)

I use certain tones at time to "Key" myself out of an experience or "Trance". But yesterday was very different. The closest I can explain it is I crossed over into another plane. From the 9 order of angels (as they described themselves) I had and escort who took me through 7 very amazing and separate visions.

First 3 of the present, 3 from the past, 3 from the future and one of such an amazing vision I will share it. The others I need yo validate.

The vision started where I was in a desert at the foot of a temple. I walked up a specific number of steps 29. then I met a procession of God like beings marching carrying a great number of gold, red and yellow banners. With all the surrounding fabrics in white.

so how I think I crossed over.

Night before last: I dreamed I was in Louisiana for some reason in a place that didn't have a lot of dry land. In the dry spots, there were houses and a few old, rusted campers and vehicles. I had to swim and wade through neck-deep water to reach wherever it was I was going. I got to my destination and turned around to realize that the water I had just come through is full of alligators, and I'm lucky I didn't get eaten. Now I don't know how I'm going to get back.

New dream: Extremely vivid, though I can't recall much of it. I was visiting a distant cousin in Utah (never been there). Her home is next to a beautiful mountain. I stick my head out her back door and am wowed by what I see. There is no yard - just a gentle, treeless slope leading to the base of the mountain, which, although enormous, isn't too high to climb without equipment. It's not high enough to have a snow cap. It's partially covered in grass, and partially raw dirt with a few small rivulets where water has run down. It reminds me of the Scottish Highlands. Higher up, there are some large boulders and rocky ledges, but I see places where someone could hike around them. I tell my cousin that the next time I come visit, I'm going to walk right out her back door and see how high I can hike up there. Right now it's just beginning to snow a little. If I only I could snap a picture of this image in my mind and post it on the dream journal! There was so much vivid detail, and I remember it clearly.

Last night: Slept very fitfully, which helped me to recall lots of dreams and fragments. (Very tired this morning.) In one, I'm with my fiance in an unfamiliar street scene. It's night time in a very suburban environment containing eateries and grocery stores and such. The Rapture is coming at 11:55 p.m., and somehow we know it. We decide that we want to be having dinner when it occurs, but the only place open is something like a Chic-Fil-A. It's full of people expecting to be raptured, and you can't get inside. The drive-through is also full of cars. I tell my finace that I'm going to kill some time (I have no idea where or doing what) while we wait to see if the crowd dies down. I leave him there. We are both expecting to be raptured. Suddenly I'm back from wherever I went, and the crowd is almost completely gone. There are a few empty cars parked at odd angles, and my fiance is still there waiting for me. Did we miss it? I don't know what time it is now.

In a fragment, I'm in a rush to move to St. Louis. (Years ago in real life, I was in a rush to move from St. Louis to Houston after my job at the time unexpectedly transferred me and gave me less than a week to get set up.) My ex is with me for some reason and seems to be helping me move. I have to run, hurry, hurry! Oh my God where's my rent check? I'll need it as soon as I get there! I find it in a drawer, suddenly remembering that I prepared it in advance. I'm relieved that I had the forethought to do that.

In yet another dream, I'm in a home with lots of hardwood that I've never seen before, but it feels familiar in the dream as if I live there. Night time. It's a nice place, and the bright wood is well-varnished. A dream character that I've never met in real life but feels like a close friend in the dream comes in from outside through French doors that match the wood in the rest of the room. We've been somewhere together earlier in the evevning. He's complaining that almost no one showed up. There were 52 people invited, and if only they'd all turned out, it would have been something else. I don't know exactly what the event was, but I think it involved seeing a movie or attending a play. I'm getting ready for bed now, and I walk to the back of what must be the living room. The back half is actually a hospital room, and there's an old man in a hospital bed. Somehow he's my roommate in this fusion of hospital and residential home. He can't walk, and his feet are lost in a dark alcove built over part of the reclining bed that he's lying in. He asks me to help him check his foot. He tells me there's a small rechargeable light mounted on the wall just inside the alcove, and I pick it up to shine it on his foot for him, which he lifts up to see better. Parts of it are black. Other parts are oozing blood. It's about what he expected to see. Suddenly I feel a drop of blood land on my arm, and I'm quietly horrified. I move quickly to wipe it off with a nearby towel and hope that the man doesn't notice, as I'm afraid he'll be offended by this for some reason. I'm uncharacteristically rude with him, as I really don't want to be burdened by needs that would be better attended by the hospital staff.

non lucid
*I sat at crystal desk and I noticed that her wedding pictures were on her background.

*Something about korea.

I got to bed last night around 1:30am. I woke up at 6:07 after a dream and decided to do a quick WBTB. I only got out of bed, stretched and then quickly hopped back. I started a mantra. I really tried to believe this mantra and put all my autosuggestive energy into making it true to my brain. I repeated, "I notice details in my dream/environment and become lucid." I obsessively was repeating this in my mind.
The interesting part is that when I was dreaming the thought of lucidity and a dream sign were present. Playing volleyball was somehow a dream sign in the dream and I was talking about it with my room mate. I said that I should have gotten the dream sign, but I didn't. Not really sure how I didn't get lucid. Oh well.
I find it fascinating that I woke up just before a new sleep cycle and could only stay up for 5 minutes and still have lucidity permeate my dream logic.
I think the takeaway is that a mantra must be practiced obsessively and with a burning intent to make it true. This may sound extreme, because it is.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I'm in the capital city, where some friends are gathering to go to some party. We are all dressed up at someone's house, waiting for a few others who are late. Someone asks me to go knock at some door on some nearby building to check if they're coming. Outside, I hear a loud noise above the buildings and planes start falling from the sky. Chaos ensues on the streets. Lights and almost everything electronic goes off. People are confused, but I can imagine either a nuclear bomb or the sun have caused an EMP, so I know this is probably only the beginning of our problems. Shit hit the fan!
I still go knock at my friends door, but she is not there. Instead, I find a guy, maybe her boyfriend, with her daughter. He asks if I can take care of the kid because he is scared and wants to leave, but I am already into survival mode and I am not going to take his responsibility in my hands. The clock is ticking and I have my own agenda. I tell him she will likely come back to get her daughter and he should wait for her.
Back to the first house, the group has decided to go look for answers. They found some van that is still working and will go to a nearby coal burning plant to find out why we don't have energy on the city. It's a silly plan, but I go with them. I see signs that some people are already stockpiling and looting, but most people are still unaware of what's going on and haven't freaked out yet.
Outside this industrial facility, there's a kind of worker's village that looks more like a ghost city, except for a crazy old lady that comes out of a house with a knife and tries to stab me. She is short and fat but she is like possessed and has imense strength. I have a hard time escaping her. The others start running each one in a different direction and I get lost from them. I hide in some bushes on the outskirts of this village and decide that it's time to go back home. I remember having learned that in a situation like this we should hide during the day and walk by night and I decide doing so. That's when I realize: I don't know how to guide through the stars, I don't have a compass, I don't even have something to stay warm at night, water and food. At the same time, I realize I'm just dreaming this, but the conclusion is still valid. If it were real, I wouldn't be prepared. I decide then that on waking up, will make arrangements to always be prepared with a kit for such kind of situations. Then I wake up.

Back to dream... I've reached the capital again. I have to cross it to head home. Not many people are outside, most have abandoned the city or are waiting indoors. There are some vandals on the streets, looting, destroying, but not yet picking up with the "good citizens", but there's tension in the air and they can become agressive towards us at any moment. A mother with his kid ask me if they can join me in getting out of the city. I'm not very proud of my attitude, but I say no, I want to be on my own, they'd be a burden.
Walking on the highway to home, I pass by a service station to pick up some water and maybe food. It's mostly deserted but a big guy appears suddenly, looking at me with hungry eyes. I put on my strong face and say "if you think I'm an innocent and helpless girl, think again." And I kick his ass with my flying ninja powers.
I eventually arrive to my hometown where I find my family and Riverstone. We're kind of safe there, we get organized, we establish a community and we even have a functioning vehicle. At some point later on, we need to go back to the city to get something important. The city is now a warzone. We camp discretely at some park and do our mission. But before we go back home, I tell Riverstone we're not far from Nighthawk's house and I wish to go try to find him. He says it's dangerous and chances are low, but I go anyway.
I do find him. He leads a small group of survivors on that area. He takes me to the top of an abandoned warehouse where we see everything around but we're out of sight. He grabs me by my waist and softly cuddles my bellybutton. It feels strangely sweet and hot. Then we hear commotion below us and we notice some bandits approaching with guns. We get to the ground and everything happens very fast. Riverstone appears and grabs my arm. Nighthawk pushes us away from there and then runs towards the danger. I shout for him to stop and come with us, but he is decided to delay the bandits. Riverstone takes me and the others to the vehicle and out of there. I cry for Nighthawk. I fear he might die to save us. But as we gain distance, I feel in my heart that he is still alive and that we will meet again.