I only recall seeing a small group of people in bad shape (torn clothes ect) walking across a pile of rubble. They were looking over a city that appeared to have been destroyed by a bomb.
Updated 07-01-2013 at 05:47 PM by 64014
Non-LD So my family was fighting and my sister's boyfriend is mexican, so my dad says "...IM BRINGING HIM TO DEPORTATION.", my mom freaked out and my sister just started yelling at him and he just walked out and told me to come with him in the car. We were in a red convertible and my dad picked up a random mexican to test out the deportation process, lol. So when we got close to the center, the mexican teleported... then I did(I'm not mexican tho.). We were in this very weird place with all these weird minigames. Then we somehow went back and we ended up in the car again... and he got deported because he had no more powers.
I will often, for my amusement, approach my LD's with a couple of different personas that put me in different places regarding my environment and my interaction with the characters. Inspired by KingYoshi and (in a way) a TV Show I've been watching recently (The Tudors) I decided to make myself the King of my dream world. 19/06/2013 - DILD I was in my kitchen with my mom talking about something I don't recall and I did a RC for no apparent reason, counting my fingers mindfully looking at my hands I had half fingers "This can't be, is this really a dream?", I RC'ed a couple more times, somehow I was having a hard time accepting I was dreaming, I don't know why but my guess is because it was an habit RC and not a surge of awareness or questioning of reality. Eventually I accepted the most welcomed fact, went to my backyard and jumped to the top of a big green wall which is sort of not there (iwl). I decided to stabilize and enhance the dream so I started looking for visual detail around me, the dream was already vivid so I'm not sure if this really added to it but where before I didn't have sun at all now I was still standing in the shadow but the sun illuminated an area directly in front of me. I remembered my current goal at the time, to have the queen of my dreamverse present herself to me (such bs). I let out a passionate and euphoric shout into the air "Your king is back! May the queen of my dream world please step foward!" As I was finishing that sentence I expected to hear cheers from a crowd all around me while some sort of competition was to take place and, I think I closed my eyes somewhere in the sentence (or the scenario turned 180º with black in between). The crowd did make a lot of noise (mainly females) and suddenly I was sitting in the central top row of a place like this: The biggest contrasts with the image is that there was nothing in the field (but a big central screen hanging from above) and, it was a smaller arena. In the screen I saw the image of a martial artist girl wearing a kimono and throwing a big kick in the air. When she appeared I also heard a male voice announce "The first contestant is a judoka from Japan (bla bla bla)". So they are going to fight, sweet. I immediately just stretched my arm to the side and was expecting to manifest someone bringing me some popcorn to snack while I watch some of the action before acting myself, when... my alarm went off and I obviously woke up. 01/07/2013 - DILD (DF) My memory is very fuzzy regarding the details of this piece of fun because I didn't record it immediately due to the nasty back pains that have been bothering me from dawn to dusk for a couple of days. It just got way better today. I was in some busy street and it occurred me to do a reality check and I was lucid. I remember aimlessly but nicely spending some time jumping from place to place in the scenario before deciding to have a go at some fine Miss in the middle of the street. I can't exactly remember how she looked like but I know she was very fine, then... I saw some other one I liked and got her on top of a small structure in a central place. We made out and all the action was very good sensually, very vivid and also felt quite dirty in the middle of a dream busy street. While we were having fun, just to our side, down in the ground was Bruna (a middle school classmate I had who was fairly attractive but I didn't care much for her most of time, wonder why she was there) talking to another person, so I thought "hey why not?". She aged normally btw. So I was going to pick her up when I realized she was not only talking but making out with a girl that was just my type. Dark black hair, snow white skin, glasses and beautifully shaped curves. I thought it might as well be more exciting to steal the lady away from Bruna. I come down to pick her up and as I do she wraps her legs around my waist and we go up there and have some really good fun. Somewhere between all this playing with the ladies I remember trying and enhancing the dream which certainly happened, this was nothing but intense. I also had some interesting non-SP HH chat but this is way too long already. Certainly more to come, see you next time.
Dream 1 Kanye West had liver failure and he lived in flats. Skylar out of Breaking Bad then got cancer and she turned out to be somebody of twitters mother. Then me and Xanous went for a midnight drive. He was about a 50 year old man and told me he had plans to blow up DreamViews lol. Dream 2 I was late for school, it was lunchtime and I had to be at another school in 10 minutes. I asked my sister if she could give me a lift on the back of her moped. She agreed to it. She had a small moped for 11 year olds. I rang my brother and he wasn't answering his phone, I then assumed he might of died as he wasn't answering. But as we were driving back, we met him and he said he had finished school for the summer and he didn't answer his phone as he was in assembly. Dream 3 I dropped out sixth form in this dream and I decided I would start a new job training to be a bodyguard. I thought as I walked up to my first training session, 'its ok I'll work here for one year then get another job.' There was two lines of people and one instructor. One person came forward and he would ask them and question and make them do an exercise. As I was new he told me I had to do swinging pressups, where I swing my head from left to right each pressup. I struggled but I managed to do 20. My feet kept slipping and so did my hands. They put me in the male line. Your gender was determined on the amount of pressups you could do. There was plenty of males in the female line.
Today I had 2 LDs. Started with a DILD and a dog biting my hand while I was trying to stabilize so I woke up. Went back to sleep and did a WILD practically right away. I flew up a bit and my awareness changed so I knew I was lucid. I tried opening my eyes or something and I woke up and fell asleep again. This is sweet as I haven't had a LD for a long time, or 2 LDs in 1 night for that matter. Took me from 06/13/2013 to 07/01/2013. Which is pretty dang good for me.
I don't remember much today. I only remember a fragment where I was playing Skyrim. I went to bed a little after midnight; I think I fell asleep a while after that. I'm pretty sure I had my phone next to me so the alarm would wake me up at 5 a.m. so I could do an FILD, but it was off and on my dresser when I woke up (around 9:30, I think), so my dad might've heard it (somehow without it awakening me), turned it off, and moved it, much to my dismay. I might have to try my actual alarm clock if my phone continues to fail.
Okay. I want to share this dream. I had it approximately in. May 2011. In this dream I actually have birth - the first & only time I dreampt this. I remembered the dream SO well! I submitted it to another DA site who never responded, but I hour an initial email back saying they received my submission. I kept that email, that contained a copy of my dream submission, all this time. Here goes: (mind you, this was 2 yrs ago) Ok. I had a dream that I was in labor. I dont recall anybody specifically being present while in labor except for nameless hospital staff. But there was an old woman in the bed with me. I was side lying and she was like, spooning me, in an effort to help with the labor/delivery. It was definitely an awkward feeling for me, but it didnt seem grossly inappropriate for her to be there. I dont know who thiswoman was. I delivered a boy and i was soooo happy. I said, " I finally have a Christopher!" I was trying to figure how i could put my grandfathers name, Harvey, somewhere in there. See, my grandfather has 21 great-grandchildren, but passed before he could even see the first one. after a while, i felt pressure "down there" and i thought i had to "go", but it was another child - a girl! (Mind you, the old womans still there)She was smaller than the boy, but both were healthy. The best adjective i can use for the way i felt was bewildered. But i accepted the situation and was just as happy. I accepted both as mine, but not that they were twins. I was trying to figure out how i got "with child and delivered so soon after giving birth to the boy". I know in the real world it would be obvious, but this was a dream. I did eventually accept that I had had twins. I sent a mobile pic to my sister and she said, " now that's best news i've heard for a while". I also could not figure out what to name the girl.The old woman just kind of disapeared out of the dream after i had the girl. Never knew her name, never saw her face, she really never said a word. On a personal note, I have 7 children; 4 boys, 3 girls. No twins, no miscarriages and my tubes are tied. What stands out to me in this dream was how happy I was. Associations Being in labor, although painful, was always a time of great expectation for me. Excited. I was blessed to have had good labors/deliveries with all of my children. There was noone in the dream except the old lady and my sister. I dont know who the old lady was. I am black and for some reason I know the old woman was black. While i have a great respect for all elders, it runs deep for older african-american women. I love the wisdom that they have to offer. The spooning was really uncomfortable for me. I am a modest person and there was no room between our bodies, but for some reason i knew her being there was somehow beneficial. Somehow i also know she had on a blue dress. I like blue, but green is my favorite color. I have a very natural, easy connection with my boys. Which is why i was so ecstatic when the boy was born. I love my girls, who are 12, 9 & 5 however, girls are a little more complicated and i've had to learn how to relate to them. My sister.....im the oldest, she's the 2nd oldest. She comes off like a bear, but i know her better than anyone, and she's very sensitive and craves attention/approval. i'm very protective of her. I also have to let her know when she's going too far left (as she often does) yet in a passive way because that's my nature and that's the way i have to handle things with her.(she's a scorpio, im a taurus and things have the potential to get uuuuugly) She still doesnt realize that she's not as fierce as she thinks she is. We are close. I forgot to mention my step-father who my mother divorced 21 yrs ago, but he was the only dad i knew for 10 years. We had an awful relationship, i could not stand him. But now that im older i understand things a little better, and realize he did the best HE could do. He had a small part in the dream. I went to him to find out how i could have had the girl sooo soon after the boy, when i was still in denial that i'd actually had twins. There was nothing significant about the hospital room i was in, no bad vibes, no good vibes. I was comfortable though. The name Christopher is just a name i always wanted to name one of my boys, but never got to. It's also a male version of my name, Christiana. My grandfather died when i was 16. I'm a nurse and have seen alot of arthritis but he had the WORST ARTHRITIS that i've ever seen. But he was never idle. He traveled, drove hisself to church. He was a good man, but i think like made him a little bitter. His temper could be explosive, this was only every blue moon and he was never abusive. We didnt have a close relationship, but I knew he loved me. When i think of him, i feel kind of sad. I kind of feel life dealt him a bad hand. He was very intelligent and wanted to go to college. But his step-mother wouldnt let him stay home rent free while he went to school. He couldnt afford that and pay for school so he joined the Army. He served in at least 2 wars, including 2 tours in vietnam. They believed it was the agent orange that caused the arthritis. My grandmother was not the most loving, understanding person.....very hard to live with if you ask me. And on and on, but he never felt sorry for himself. His perseverence stands out to me. i'm indifferent to the idea of twins...... About You im a black female, 38 yrs old. married for 13 yrs., 7 children aged: 20, 18, 14, 13, 12, 9, 5. I am a true taurus. Most ppl would say that im quiet. I've also heard that i'm a sweet person. Some adjectives that have been used to describe me: weird, unique, different, withdrawn, sweet, insightful, fair . Some have told me that i'm very intelligent, while others have outright told me that i was slow...go figure. Oh, and stubborn....that's a constant. I dont see myself as "sweet", but I know that i have more compassion than the average person. I think i'm of average intelligence and I am slow to understand, but it's my determination to understand and do well that makes others think that I'm "smart". I am insightful, I've always looked deeper. I dont understand shallow thinkers.....why think at all??? I am definitely fair, nothing I hate more than an unbalanced scale. I am not stubborn. I LOVE beautiful things, be it people, clothing, home decor, sunsets, jewelry, mountain ranges, trees, pictures. I LOVE comfort, I LOVE my kids. Much of my interest lies in my spiritual growth. I like to learn about medical advances, different medical conditions, medical discoveries. Things about the universe, any information about the cosmos. And history, especially black history, mainly because you don't get very good information in school. Right now i'm trying to balance working, raising respectful children with standards and a marriage. I could always do better, but things are okay. Some times I feel as though things are balancing on a cliff and could just fall through at any time. I have realized that I no longer know how to loosen up and have fun, but I think staying afloat financially and raising these children, among other things, are too crucial of issues to "loosen" up. My dream is to have a business of my own, dont know what kind. Been looking at a cleaning business or personal care home. I want this because I could schedule my work around my family needs and make good money doing it. I know I can do it, but at the same time I'm lacking confidence in myself (if that makes any sense) & in how well the business might do-- as well as start up money.
07-01-2013 -- [At least two very cool dreams from last night, even if I can remember very little of them ... stupid normal person dream recall! I will put down what I can of what I remember, but the detail won't be there ... at least not as much as I would like.] I am at the Hickory house, in the side yard. I'm next to the section of the neighbor's side yard that has been roofed in to form a sort of long, narrow shed, and as always he has been yelling at us to stay away from it. I don't know how it has happened, but as I am walking along the side yard, doors are being created in the wall of the house, except they don't lead into the house, but into large, empty warehouse-like rooms. I am here with what I am pretty sure is the tenth Doctor, and soon we are joined by Amy, and then by Rory. Rory is the last one to join us, and something seems a little off about his behavior, he just doesn't quite seem to be himself, and I start to realize he has somehow been grabbed and replaced by the aliens who are chasing us around. Soon Amy is acting a little different, as well, and I realize they have really managed to infiltrate us, and I have to manage to stay further and further away from them, while still trying to find some way to get close enough to the Doctor to try and warn him, all while the aliens are trying to beat down these doors which almost seem to appear and disappear to get in at us. As things get more hectic and involved, I suddenly find myself half-playing Roller Coaster Tycoon, building short shuttle coasters with pretty much just the wave of a hand, making them grow longer or shorter with just a thought, and things never do seem to get back to normal. [The last few days I have not been sleeping well, not been remembering dreams, and much of what I have been able to remember are vague, repetitive dreams of roller coasters and queues, actually quite boring, and the kind of thing that you dream when you aren't sleeping well.] --- Don't know how we get there, or what is going on, but I find myself in a big building that seems quite familiar. It is a three or four story building, quite large in scale. Seems like a large mansion or something, with libraries, offices, hallways and the like. I believe I have dreamed of it before, though in the past it has been more house-like, and this time it seems to be bigger and more involved, somehow. Anyway, no idea what we're doing here at first, but as the dream continues, it turns to me and BC running around this place and hunting for things, while trying to hide what we're doing and stay out of trouble. The central area has a large touch of the zebra mezzanine about it, except we can look down three or four floors to the ground floor far below. Somehow I end up quite a way down a couple of long halls to the east, where Anne seems to be distracting and leading along a couple of young guys ... to what purpose I do not know. Though I keep my distance, and am somewhat disguised, I am afraid she will still know I am there, and recognize me. Thankfully it seems to have been long enough, and my disguise seems to be good enough, she doesn't pick up on me, at all. I safely make it past her and back to the mezzanine. There are still plenty of people looking for us, but BC has found what she was looking for, perhaps an old manuscript, or at least some sort of records, and she has snuck into another room further to the west. I provide enough of a distraction that she isn't noticed. There are more tough guys after me, but I eventually find the painting that I am after, and head on to the west as well. I think I have lost all pursuit, but it turns out I am being followed, just not as close as I could have expected. We seem to be in almost a sort of auction house, with lots of counters where they can collect the monies paid for various things and wrap them up for the customers to take. Since I have noticed the people following both BC and I, we are both on the ground, crawling around the floor, trying to stay out of site. The room seems to be about 2/3rds women, almost all of them very attractive, dressed in fancy dress from perhaps the 40s or 50s, and very gorgeous. Since many of the dresses are on the shorter side, and I am on the ground, there's also a lot of very pleasant glances of very nice legs in very sexy stockings and garters and the like. Oddly enough, none of them are concerned about us climbing around on the floor, so they don't give us away. The bad guys are getting closer and closer, but one of them calls the other away at some sort of announcement or something, and they seem to wander off to handle some other sort of problem. Right about that time, the number for my package has been called, much quicker than I would have expected, and so I am able to get up, pick it up, and get out. (It kind of seems like we replaced the scheduled auction items that we 'bid' on with the much more valuable stuff we found and stole in the house, so that we are getting much more rare stuff and stealing it away from the bad guys.) But as I am exiting the pick-up room, I find myself being stalked by the thugs again. It seems them being called off was a bit of a ruse to make us relax our guard. Almost immediately I managed to kill one of the crooks, throwing him over a railing so he would fall several floors to his death, but when I try to do the same to the second one, I end up fighting with him over a sort of crevice, and we're struggling enough that there is just as much chance it could be me falling to my death, so we soon move back onto the main floor, and it is a tremendous battle. Each of us has struck the other, numerous times, and we've both collected quite a few injuries, but we are very evenly matched. The guy is angry, assuming since I made it to the package room much later than BC, she had already left, and so assumes they have missed her, but he is determined that I don't get away. He doesn't realize that my number was called much sooner than expected, so she is actually still in the package area. Soon I have him pinned on the ground, and I know it is likely that as soon as I lose my grip he'll be free again, and the fight will go on. But for the moment, I've got him pinned with his face right in the carpet, held firmly enough that he can't seen anything. About this time, BC comes by with her package, walking along with a stunning blonde who she is taking home with her. I have no idea why, but she is such a knock-out, I can't wait to get free, join them, and have some very pleasurable times. But for now, I have to keep the thug's face buried in the carpet well enough that he can't see them. Unfortunately, he manages to wriggle free of me just in time to catch a glimpse of BC leaving. Fortunately, as he starts to trash talk about what they'll do to her, he is distracted enough that I grab him and throw him over the railing before he can resist, and send him plunging to his death, leaving me free to follow BC and the blonde.
Yay Last night doing ADA and analyzing my dreams finally paid out. The more I consistently do ADA, the more I get a 'feeling' of my dreams. I'm gonna continue doing this. Lucid: I was in some kind of house. It looked like a luxury mansion and the furniture looked really expensive. For some reason it was my house and apparently I was the richest person in the world. Awesome. Suddenly I started to become aware. I realized that this feels different than RL and I got lucid. But I liked the thought of being rich so I decided not to interrupt the dream. Actually, I wanted to try to observe a dream anyway so this came in handy. By doing ADA in the dream everything became extremely real. I felt just like when I do ADA IRL. Suddenly a guy came to me. He was my butler. I told him to mix me a drink as I like dream food/drinks. He went on and I kept observing the environment. That house was amazing! I felt the same way I want to feel in real life: No worrys and just enjoying life. When my butler was done, he gave me some orange cocktail. It tasted like maracuja and orange with some alcohol. Yummy I always had to keep reminding me that I was dreaming and doing ADA. But through the meditation training it wasn't even that hard anymore. Suddenly my 'parents' showed up. They weren't my real parents but I didn't mind. They said I can go wherever I want because I'm rich. Suddenly I noticed how the dream environment just changed. It's really interesting to see how normal dreams change locations without you actually realizing it. Thanks to ADA I did noticed it though. I was now at an airport with a huge mall inside. For some reason I had to chose a country to fly to in my holidays. Sadly, at that point I lost my focus and my lucidity...and I can't remember what happened afterwards. Something about meeting a girl from my old class and talking to her about hairstyles lol Anyway, SUCCESS! This is awesome, especially considering that I went to bed at 3 AM last night.
To bed around 10:15pm Wake a bit before 6am Some fragment about fruit? Another fragment about dream? Not sure though. Had more recalled as I lay there motionless but it disappeared.
Dream recall from nap. I was talking and/or chatting with somebody.
I dreamed last night that I was back in the city where I grew up in the US & have been back to 4 times in the 26+ years that I've been living here. I had to get to the center of town (I was on foot) and had to go through neighborhoods that I hardly ever went to but I had to go through them because they were on the shortest, the most direct route to the city center. I entered a vacant lot that was strewn with heaps of trash and could see the center of town looming in the distance. But there were various paths through the vacant lot, leading to various exits from it, and I wasn't sure which path to take. I tried one which seemed promising by was startled by the sight of a big snake, with mottled coloration, like a copperhead, moving through the piles of trash. I didn't see its head or its tail, only a section of its middle moving through the trash but I knew exactly what it was. I turned around and took another path that seemed to lead towards downtown...and then woke up when my alarm went off. Downtown represents my destination, where I need to go. The trash-strewn vacant lot is like a maze to be threaded, tho' I'm not sure what the trash represents. Does the snake still symbolize temptation? Is it a pitfall to be avoided or a challenge to be surmounted? Should I have continued on that path? And why did I see only part of the snake (not its head and not its tail)? This snake was much bigger than the one that bit me in my previous dream. Any thoughts?
Still WILD’ing noon and night. Trying to find the REM “sweet spot” that allegedly exists sometime “late noon to early evening” (There’s a micro-window for you) Also, tried to WBTB + WILD on my favourite spot, the comfy recliner at about 6.30 am after abandoning the attempt in my bedroom. I don’t like WILDing there…somehow it doesn’t feel comfortable…too cramped. Secretly, I’ve always felt it’s haunted by the ghost of a young girl who was murdered by the previous owner. OK, I’m a writer but I’ve seen her in a hypnagogic vision…well that’s my story, and I certainly wouldn’t bother expanding it into a novel. As always, I can feel my shrunken brain trying hard to assemble a dream. (Yep, our brains shrink apparently, between youth and old age…mine’s probably walnut-sized by now) I have to remember what I’ve put it through these past few weeks. There it was dozing, in its now-echoing cranial cavity, when I started giving it hell. I now realise that, if I decided to tone my body up, I would have to start gently and gradually increase the pace. It never occurred to me that my brain would probably also need a graduated workout…and the way I’ve felt these past few weeks is all the reminder I really need. Gently does it. Still, I got two dreams last night and pinned down 5.40 and 8.40am as end-of-REM cycles Dream 1. Supposedly my family, but a hybrid of them and work acquaintances plus a celebrity off the TV. It involved trying to teach someone catering and leaving them in charge while I napped…then justifying that to “relatives” Dream 2. Flying is back! (a recurrent dream from a few years ago) This time flying through an underground facility then hitting problems trying to fly the last few feet to a window of perhaps a control room (the limited height thing again) Dreams awash with DreamSigns but no matter…my brain’s still tying to cope with Wild’ing so it’s probably too much to expect it to whisper prompts from the wings.
I cant concentrate long enough to even repeat mantras in my head at the moment. My sleeping is all screwed up. 1. Did not remember.
at some seaside town group of us two cars are there to take us somewhere some of the women get in 1st car 2 men in suits and shades say we have to get in second car i see they have gun in the car i know were in danger get them distracted and we jump in car and drive off drive passed new building thats been done up to look like egyptian all gold with dog statues either side i know the hidden treasures are in there. we had giant dog with us the men are after something we have or know ? in some flat somethings going on somethings gone missing noone knows who took it At some like fish mongers im in que a womans in front of me hes the fishmonger selling giant sea shells picking them up letting water run through some still have pearl in woman takes pearls out theres squid and other sea creatures in the water too the woman chooses loads of shells im thinking i hope theres some left for me
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