On my third night of attempting to get back into LD'ing, I had a lucid, how fortunate. It seems everytime I want to get back into it it happens quicker than last time. First Fragment All I remember from this dream is I think I lost a bet... and thus ended up marrying my girlfriend's best friend against my will. Thank God my parents weren't at the ceremony, I can't imagine what they'd do to me. I'm 17 after all. I remember a very small chapel, with only a few pews and my "bride's" family sitting in them all happy. The dream luckily ended before anything happened. Second Fragment I was in some grey, scary Cathedral thingy and a ghost DC was trying to teach me how to fly; it's a wonder I didn't become lucid. Lucid Dream Me and my siblings were in some kind of haunted house... and we had guns. I had a very light hunting rifle, which, obviously, didn't work, as is normal in my dreams. But the things I killed in my dream pretended it worked, so it's alright. I can't remember exactly what I was killing but I remember cautiously approaching doors and throwing them open to see if I could shoot at anything inside. For some reason at some point I had left my rifle on a cupboard and went to get medical supplies, of which there were many in the first room of the house. Once I returned I couldn't find my rifle, so I picked up a revolver... but then found my rifle on the cupboard where I left it (damn reappearing rifles) and picked it back up, leaving the revolver. At that point the dream setting had changed into my house in Poland. I went back into the bathroom and there were little green aliens everywhere, and I began shooting them even though they did nothing to harm me. Then I went outside. I can't remember whether this one's a continuation of the previous fragment or a standalone dream. I became lucid in my house in Poland in the doorway to my sister's room and immediately stabilised by crouching and feeling the floor and doorway and looking around drinking every little detail in. The dream wasn't too vivid, but it was quite clear. I then proceeded to walk out into my back garden with the intention of flying, but I couldn't rise above a metre from the ground. So, running through my house I threw my front door open, with the intention of seeing a sunny beach and effectively teleporting there. Nope, my dream wasn't having any of that either, but I decided not to waste time and continue to my front gate. I tried to phase through it - dream control fail yet again, so I climbed over it. I went down the road to my right in the hope of finding a DC to have a meaningful conversation with about my subconscious, like I've been meaning to do. Halfway down the road the dream wavered and flickered off, I think I woke up briefly, but upon falling back asleep it continued where it had left off. I knew I didn't have much time left of dream time because when I woke up earlier before this whole dream, it was already about 8 o'clock, whereas I had to get up at quarter past. I found this very pretty woman going home with her shopping and made my mind up. I followed her and, recalling the passive control technique, asked for an interview as a professional reporter. She invited me in and we sat down to talk. I only managed to ask her how she was though before my dad burst into my room, rolled up the curtain and told me to get up, naturally interrupting my nice dream. GodDANGIT. The end.
Dream recall from today's nap. Got lucid but waking memory was almost nonexistent. Also dream was pretty long, but i can recall only few fragments. I was near some kind of movie theater. Then later i was at home and there was some stuff going on. The room layout was entirely different and i was watching some movie and was talking with somebody about sleep. Some family members were distracting me and it was getting late, so i went to sleep but couldn't fall asleep, there were also two pretty big cats yawning and i was watching them, thinking that it could help me fall asleep. Next day i was looking around some room and some objects were changing location randomly, especially sconce. At first i was thinking it's just hallucinations but after a while position changes started becoming more noticeable. Shortly i realized that i am dreaming, i walk down the corridor while rubbing hands, dream becomes somewhat more stable. I walk into the room, dad is there. I walk to him and for some reason i have urge to scream at him very loudly. I walk right up to him and scream at him for a good few seconds, it is very loud, haha, and also it echoes through whole building. Satisfied, i walk down another corridor and soon dream fades out. I wake up and look at the time, did i slept for like 20 hours or something? Then i wake up properly.
Ok, So this is going to be my first DJ entry here, I usually write down my dreams on my computer anyway, so I might as well write them here I guess! Anyway, the dream: I was travelling by car down a country road. It was spring and the small village I was travelling through was really beautiful. I was going somewhere, and I get the impression that I should have been in a hurry even though I wasn't. On the way I met my middle brother, who was walking with an unknown girl along the road. He was very surprised to see me and asked what I was doing there, the club meeting was further back the way I came! I told him that I knew that, I had accidentally passed it and was know looking for a place to turn around. I also got the impression that he was embarrassed to be seen together with that girl, seems like they was trying to keep their relationship a secret and hadn't expected that I would pass by. I continued and finally stopped at a bus stop and was going to turn it around by hand. But when I stopped I saw that another car was standing there, and with it some old friends from the University. I pretended that I couldn't see them, because I was sure that they couldn't possibly remember me, and proceeded to turn the car around. But before I could do that they actually did recognise me and started talking to me. I can't remember the conversation, but it was about how long it has been since we last talked and how odd it was that we would meet each other here. Finally we said goodbye and I drove to that club meeting. I can't remember what club it was, but their house was an old wooden building that people used to store boats in. We were going to watch a movie, something related to boats and fishing and such. And that is all that I can remember. I think this dream urges me to contact those friends again, we were very close and to lose them just because I am too lazy to call them is actually pretty sad.
I remember that I was in this large dance hall with about 20 other. We all lined up and stood on each other's shoulders and did this huge dance. I remember that I was standing on two other guy's shoulders and I was at the end. The next dream I remember was that I was in Latin class and had a copy of Unleashed with me. That's about all I remember for that dream. Schedule: 12:00 go to bed Woke up around 3:00 AM Went back to bed w/o headphones however. :-/ Got up 7:45 and worked out
Non-lucid Lucid I'm traveling with a woman, her eight year old son and a research intern who also happens to be our translator. We're going into a third world country collecting stories on demon possession. When we arrive we don't believe any of it. It all feels like...we're just tourists instead of researchers. Our translator/intern has gone ahead of us. We are both Caucasian women, he looks a little middle eastern. The house we approach is adobe style, all stark white stone. As we mount the stairs we see the women of the house gesturing to something on the floor. I can see a vague red mark, they have covered it in sand. They say that after their daughter read the inscription she began to act strangely. They warn us not to look at it too closely. The intern crouches next to the mark. An unnatural wind violently sweeps the sand away and up into his eyes. Startled and hurt, he bends over the mark, and has no choice but to look at it. He covers his eyes and stands up, assuring us he is alright. There's a lapse. When I come to, the house is dark. The intern has stolen the boy and has tortured his mother into madness. My vision is grainy, black and white. I have some trouble moving, but the choice is mine. Dream story-line says that I stay where I am until he comes to threaten me. I'm laying on the floor a few paces from my friend. The intern slithers up next to her and hisses something into her ear. She gives a whimpering little scream and, satisfied, he crawls away. I claw my way to my friend's side and huddle next to her. Lucidity saves me from being truly frightened. I'm on the edge of a screaming madness, I try to comfort the woman by taking her hand, when my fingers curl around hers, her head lolls toward mine and I only just keep myself from recoiling violently. Her head is...all, wide open mouth with tiny round eyes. The image scares the hell out of me. She keeps making noises somewhere between sobbing, laughing, and screaming. I remind myself it's just a dream, over and over. This litany is the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge. I tighten my grip on her hand and whisper to her until her visage becomes somewhat more normal. There's a lapse and I've risen to another layer of sleep that is slightly less terrifying. I am crouched with my friend underneath the porch. We can see a small, hairless, emaciated child looking at us from a few feet away. I urge her to move more quickly. It follows us. "Shit, the creepy child is following us..." I mutter. I rise to another layer of sleep that is more confusing than scary. It turns out that everything that just happened to me is a play put on by a boy who looks remarkably like a brown haired version of Chucky from the Rugrats (o.O Holy crap I haven't thought of that cartoon in a long time), I see his picture on the wall. I'm standing on a darkened stage, there's a bright red curtain and a spotlight trained on the center. I'm so glad it isn't real.
Hello,Everybody My name is TheKindDreamer. This is my First Dream that i am going to put on here.... Here Is the Dream.... Me,My Brother,My Grandmother,And my Mom.Went to Tillys(A Clothing Store)and we got a few things. When we were Checking out i put something in my Pocket (I Don't know what it was but it was small like a button or a sensor).The cashier was saying "What you got there".(I handed what ever i had in my pocket.) He took out Clothing that we bought and he said "Get Out".(And i Think i remember having to pay over $200..and something dollars.)My grandma,my mom, my Brother were Laughing at me because i got caught ......(I don't know what i took?),And then we went to the car outside of the mall and....Then i woke up.... THE END..... I thought this was very wired and i wanted to share it do you have any thoughts on what i took ? This was my first EVER dream i Wrote down in my Dream Journal I will be Posting on here Daily... Many Thanks From -TheKindDreamer
Fragment 1: Shark There's a vault with a circular door. In the floor of the vault is a round platform with 3 steps descending. The guards show me a shark strapped to its surface. They stand on either side of the creature and thrust their swords down into slots to activate the platform and lower it. Below is a bedroom. It has a twin sized bed with a brown and spring green comforter. The next time I see the platform, there is nothing on it. The strap is broken and the room below is empty. Where did the shark go? Fragment 2: Sam and Dean There's a desert encampment, all rough wooden buildings, canvas and chain link. Dean has an elite group of soldiers who, just like himself, have angel rune tattoos all over their bodies. Sam was not Blessed with Heaven's Mark and in a fit of self mockery, he covered his body in demon runes. He is sitting with his back to a length of chain link fence. No one walks within ten feet of him. He is the cursed brother. He looks unnaturally pale, more heavily muscled, and the runes stand out like burns against his white skin. He glowers at all the people avoiding him. A group of soldiers run by and shouts ring out from near the Demon Portal at the heart of the encampment. Sam leaps to his feet and fights his way through the crowd, shoving people aside, snarling at anyone who gets in his way and gnashing his teeth which have (strangely) become pointed. He rushes to Dean's side and proximity to the gateway has had adverse affects on his tattoos. What before had not benefited him, like the tattoos of the Blessed, as he gets closer to Dean he is overcome with a vast and ravenous hunger. He needs to consume the angelic aether given to Dean by God. Sam bares his teeth, trying desperately to consume and to deny the urge at the same time. Dean gives off a faint golden glow. Sam breathes in deeply... Fragment 3: I awake, when I fall back asleep I'm telling someone about the Sam and Dean dream I just had, laying out all the details. Seeing it again in flashes. Then I'm standing in line in what used to be my sister's room in the house in MA. They have gathered us, to interrogate us. I walk with someone at my side. Where my sister's bed used to be there is a table and a soldier behind it. He nudges a box in my direction. Inside are coins of all shapes and sizes. I sort through them until I find two octagonal coins with a hawk on one side and a face on the other. We are supposed to pick objects that remind us of our past lives. I snap them onto the table top. "Those, I think." I say. The soldier nods at me and then gestures me to the other line going into what used to be the closet. I hope they don't find what they're looking for, at least not in me. How would I even know what I had done wrong?
I've been on vacation in Chicago for the past few days and we've been really busy seeing the sights and I haven't had time to post to my dream journal. I've completely lost sight of when I had these dreams, but I made a list of them so that I would be able to remember them later. Owning a subcopter This dream supposedly took place in the future of my own life. (Sometime around 2030.) I had been given a vehicle called a sub-copter. The idea was that it could be a car, helicopter, and submersible all at once. I can remember it was a sort of tadpole shaped vehicle with two jet turbines on the side. Supposedly mine was not only one of the older models but it was a cheap model. I was learning to fly the copter with someone else in the cockpit. We were flying very low across the surface of the ocean during a thunderstorm. It was dark and difficult to see but the ship had on-board HUD systems that made flying even in these conditions easy. I was back at the hangar (same dream though). The hangar was a very large building made out of corrugated aluminum built by the side of the ocean. I was working on re painting the copter. There entire thing was blue, but it was covered in decals from head to tail. The man that was teaching me told me that this had once belonged to my uncle who when he had passed away gave it to me. The man I was working with said that repainting it would be enough for one day, but later, we were going to work on the engines. We walked outside the hangar into a parking lot. A few more hangar buildings were visible, but it was overcast and very foggy outside. Me and the man who was teaching me about the vehicle. There used to be a picture of what it looked like here but DV doesn't know how to store images long enough. I've decided to change my color for lucid dreams to This. The bright green is way difficult to read. I was flying low and very fast. Lucidity was very vague and the dream was very unstable. At first, I thought that the dream seemed very unstable and that I was going to wake up soon, so no point, just keep flying. I continued flying. I think at first, I was going over an ocean, but later, I was flying over a desert area with mesas and plateaus. Then, the desert got more lush until it became a jungle. I had been flying for about two minutes now, and I decided to land. I landed in a lake in the jungle. Just beyond me were some mountains. The dream started to get a bit more vivid at this point, and my lucidity was still very poor. I wanted walk around and get out of the jungle, or perhaps do something. Very unusual barrier walls formed around me. I couldn't quite make out what they were made out of because the dream was so unstable. They were green and brown however. Eventually, I got a little more lucid and in control and was able to dispel the barrier walls and continue flying. I flew up to the mountain and got even more lucid. At this point I realized that despite the instability, I wasn't going to wake up from this dream anytime soon. I snapped into lucid dream mode and stabilized. I remembered I wanted to build my dream base and began to fly down on top of the mountain. I cleared away the trees and made a clearing. But the dream was still rather unstable, despite my efforts. I only had to look away from the clearing for a second to look back and see that an entire town had developed where I had planned to build. The town was made entirely out of log cabins. The one in the middle was several stories tall. A man with a rich blonde colored hair looked out of the window and yelled for someone to call the police because I was coming. I was still descending into the log cabin town very slowly. Several police cars encircled me. They were odd, futuristic looking cars with curvy bodies and large wheels. Policemen got out and began throwing tomahawks at me. I tried to stop them with an explosive spell. I began saying that my hands could shoot bolts of energy, and the dream control perpetually failed. Then I remembered that you can change up the wording of dream control, and oftentimes, it will work. I simply began to shout the word "destroy" and I could cause a small explosion wherever I pointed. I began to destroy the police cars and the policemen who were still attacking me. I lost lucidity and forgot what happened after that.
Updated 09-21-2014 at 03:09 PM by 53527
Dream 1(fragments): I was at home, but most of the home was like underwater and i could breath underwater freely. The structure was pretty confusing too, like completely different and with alot of height changes and vertical passages. Also it used mostly red color. Dream 2(fragments): I was on some kind of a mission, at some point i was flying through dark elevator shaft and was searching for something at some indoor farm place. Then there was some kind of AI Machine, or something like that. Dream 3: I was at home and i was on PC, i was chatting with OmkAR and some other people about some Beyond Dreaming stuff, and apparently i had some books on that(I am not even into that IWL). While having discussion i was browsing some other forums, and there was some forum with black theme and it was about money, but there was almost none posts because newer forum was opened? Soon i was pretty tired and went to sleep. I woke up and there were like four PCs in my room, and also there was some dude on my PC. I was confused at first but then i started thinking that it's someone from that site. He then started talking with someone over internet and shortly asked me if i am ok, i say yes and he says that means his job is done and he exits the room. Then two radio alarms start singing(I don't even use alarms IWL) and i turn them off. PC randomly shuts down. I stop for a second and think what's going on and what was that all about, and then i realize that i must be dreaming, i look at my hands and there are 6 fingers on my left hand, they are like 'in pairs'. I go to balcony and it's nearly on ground level again. I jump over the railing onto the ground. It seems like outside area is very unusually open and fully asphalted, there are some cars standing or moving around. Shortly i start flying and feel wings, i attempt transformation again but no success. I accidentally close eyes, but decide to keep them closed for a bit to try teleportation, i visualize some place and, i have weird movement feeling but then i wake up twice.
I am eating breakfast, a bowlful of rhymes. WTF? so many words in my mouth, wanting to be heard. Raven appears out of a portal, She says its time to fight the Meta-Warlock, the one who calls himself The Soul King. Raven flashes a sacred orb in front of me, and I see into the past: In the Times Before Times, all of Earth shed no blood. The Meta-Warlock, an alien-human hybrid rose to power, and opened an interdimensional portal to a Hell world. He ushered in the Frequency of Bloodshed, and came The Rise of the Vampire. Creatures infected with this frequency began killing and eating other animals. Humans killed no humans. *** "We will fight the Meta-Warlock and his minions, this ancient astral demigod-wraith. He will never die, but neither will we. Or we'll just respawn in a few seconds." *** my carpal tunnels hurt. peace
Went to a party with someone I don't know (not at all like me), on a motorcycle (I don't have). We arrive and go down into the viewing room where there are several screens and groups (including a group of robotic beings : obvious at this point it is dream). We look at the titles on the various screens (the point is to choose a mystery to solve that fits your character). After viewing the clues for the case, he decides that he does not want to participate. I spend the rest of the night trying to solve the mystery and save the moron from multiple bad events that have the potential to kill him off.
Updated 05-27-2013 at 09:12 PM by 63284
So that' s not an EPIC LD either but the vivacity was extraordinary. Note: the "9.5" for vivacity is because the dream ended because of a blurry, dark place. Lucidity: 9/10 Control: 7/10 Vivacity: 9.5/10 Little Laberge and his father and two sisters are in an amusement park. The roller coasters are deadly and so is everywhere the family goes as long as it is in the park. Laberge loves robots, and dreams of big machines "James Cameron' s Avatar" style. Attachment 4883 The kid gets his fingers cut off in a roller coaster. The sister gets killed by a falling building. The other sister ... I don' t remember how she dies. The story repeats itself. I learn more as the family dies again and again, and at one point I am someone who came back in time to save them all. I have to get on the finger cutting roller coaster - I don' t mind that though : I understood that you have to keep your fingers in the thingy you roll in so the machines in the dark can' t cut 'em. I goes like that for a while. I save the sis one, two, three times but still they stay in the park. I decide to get Laberge out of here and make him drag the rest himself. I get to him, and tell him that I' m from the future. I tell him what' s going on in this park and that we need him in the future, because he' s gonna accomplish something important (now that I' m awake I guess it' s referring to his researches). I show him photos of the future, photos of machines Avatar style. He' s freaked out. he runs away and I loose him, that' s when I become lucid. I can kind of breathe by my nose. I don' t want to abandon the kid if all this is real, but if it' s a dream then I have to know it. As I blow through my nose I read something on a car .. miramar? mermaid? Miramaid? I dunno, but when I look back it' s something close to "Georgia' or something with several "G" in it. It' s a dream. I run away from the darkness of the trees doing lots of awesome flips until I remember that I' m gonna have "a long, awesome lucid dream" http://www.dreamviews.com/wiki/User-...me-Hours-of-LD I feel my legs, every footstep that I take feels extremely realistic; I notice that my pain (IRL) in my right leg is gone. My fear of the dream fading ... fades away. The flowers at my right, I remember, smelled like roses; they were white and pink, extending up to my chest. At my right there' s a house, I notice we' re in a rich neighborhood. A tennis court is in front of me. At my left the trees casts shadows on the road; this side is filled with shadows. I quickly climb the wall on my right. On the roof, I still am amazed by the realism of the dream. The sun quickly sets. I begin worrying. Darkness. I jump off the roof and, while the dream still fades, I do a front flip in order to change the scenery. When I Look around me I notice the day' s back. Pheeew Some men are running away with some random guys on their back. They' re kidnapping 'em. I run and do the same kind of awesome flips as before. I flip over a barrier and run to the bad guys. Problem : it' s dark all around. The guys dragged me in a trap. I try to go away but I can' t fly and the other a**holes grab me and close my eyes. When I try to open them I open my real eyes, in my bed. I tried to DEILD again but I already got 10 hours of sleep so I couldn' t fall back asleep. __________________________________________________ __________________________________________________ _ I' m gonna get the Idea that darkness is bad out of my head, I feel like it' s handicapping me.
Updated 05-27-2013 at 08:16 PM by 57825
My recall has been has been so weird. I haven't drank nearly as much as I normally do, but still it's been on again, off again. My dreams have been really boring as well. Well as far as the fragments I've remember. I haven't written them down because they were so mundane. I think the source of the change has be attested to the fact that I'm no longer trying to dream share with Kaomea. Whenever took a break from sharing, or tried to start over again, I'd have a huge drop in recall. I think I need to get back to dreaming for myself again, and see what happens.
I remember my car breaking down at a yellow light. It was a turning lane, but the light didn't have an arrow.
So this one is not one of my bests at all but I used a DEILD [normal dream ==> lucid dream] to get it. I believe this technique can make you have almost one LD a night once it is mastered. This is my second DEILD to gain lucidity from a normal dream. Also it was on an attempt night in the IOSDP. Lucidity: 6/10 Control: ? Vivacity: 3/10 I wake up from a dream at my grand parents house (again), and even though I move a little I decide to DEILD. I stop moving and visualize the dream scene until it becomes a lucid daydream, then an actual lucid dream. Here' s when I make the mistake : I rush outside and jump of the balcony. I don't take the time to stabilize anything, I just run hoping that the dream won' t fade. but it does. __________________________________________________ __________________________________________________ ____ Well, as I said, not so great; but it' s a step to mastering DEILD
Updated 05-27-2013 at 06:15 PM by 57825
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