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    1. What tattoo?

      by , 01-23-2013 at 09:32 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Dream 1: Someone was giving me a tattoo on my back under my left shoulder blade. I think I was reprimanded for peeking at my arm which had apparently also been tattooed. I remember black ink.

      Dream 2: I was in a store, and Justin Timberlake was there for some contest thing. I couldn't care less, so I was throwing this little stuffed animal cube thing back and forth with someone who was standing in the clothes racks.

      Justin looked disapprovingly at me, as if I should be feeling very pleased about possibly winning the contest. I feel like the cube may have had something to do with the contest, like it indicated the winner.

      Notes: Oh how I wish I knew what the tattoo was. I don't know if I could ever get one in real life because I could never decide what to get!
      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    2. SP problem

      by , 01-23-2013 at 09:18 AM
      Ya I had a incident with SP last night and it wasn't anything bad really. I am a lot more calm now I understand that people only make their SP worse by thinking bad thoughts about it. I was in SP last night and I was looking at how my hand looks when you lift it out of your physical body which I've never actually observed. It then came to me I remember reading about rolling over and having an OBE. I tried this out, I couldn't move my body no matter how hard I tried. I now realize it is probably when you lay on your side. It is extremely difficult to do it on your back because I wasn't going anywhere. I can easily make my hands come out, but my body is a completely different story. I might try to work my head out first next time and move on from there.
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      Uncategorized
    3. Running in czech through building area

      by , 01-23-2013 at 08:51 AM (Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self")
      Ocitnul jsem se na nejakym kopci u lesa. Bezim dolu a vidim jak tam jdou nejaky dva kluci. Neco jak ofanda a lada. A hned na me zacnou neco pokrikovat. Chvili jsem si myslel ze je to krysk s Juseppem, ale myslim ze to nebyli oni. Zacli na me neco sakrasrticky, neco o cervenejch a bilech krvinkach. Mel jsem pocit, ze jsme se predtim potkali a ja jsem je neco poucoval. RIkal jsem si ze priste budu drzet hubu.

      Rekl jsem jim at si jsou po svym a ze ja pujdu taky a rozbehl jsem se doprava do kopce. Za chvilicku kolem me zase probhli a smali se. Dobehli na kopec a otocili se a bezeli zpatky. Delal jsem ze si jich nevsimam.

      Potom dobehnu na takovou paseku a tma je vliekej strom prasklej a ohnutej. Je to tma nejak povykaceny a na tom prasklym strome je nejaka kabinka. Ja posloucham nejakou hudbu ve sluchatkach a hraje tam dost dobra pisnicka, snazim se to pistit spatky, ale porad mi tam skace dream theater koncert.

      Potom dobehnu na nejake nove postavene sidliste. Jsou to krasny novy baraky, panelaky, ale jsou tam i takovy bloky se skrinkama. Je to hodne barevny a vsechny jsou otevreny. Divim se ze to neni poniceny nejakym vandalismem. Je to ale vsechno opusteny, jako by sem nemohli dostat lidi. Podom tam probehnu nahoru do vyzsiho patra. Koukam nalevo jak je tam dreveny schodiste nebo balkonek a rikam si, ze by to bylo super pro ty street runnery. Najednou sem na horenim patre a tam je proskleny balkon, a tam vidim sprchu a sporak. Koukam na to a je to studio byt. Hodne peknej, trochu vsechno namackany, ale pekny a novy. Rima si, ze se budu muset zeptat kolik to je.

      Sebehnu dolu schodama a vidim jak za rohem zabehne nejaka sekuritacka s telefonem.

      Pak tam vidim nejaku holku s klukem, tak probehnu kolem nich a slysim, ze mluvi cesky. Skrabu se tam na takovo zidku a ta holka to komentuje jako ze WOW ten je fit a tak. Tak si sundam sluchatka a dam se do reci. Ptam se odkud je, jestli z moravi a ona ze ze severu. Tak se ptam kolik ji je a ona ze je stara, ale nerekla. Potom vytahne nejakou masticku a sunda si triko a podprsenku a zacne si mazat hrudnik, kterej je celej poleptanej, jako ma Zbysek.

      Pak se probudim.
    4. Between the Realms of Gods and Men - 01/09/13

      by , 01-23-2013 at 05:28 AM
      Headlights fly by as the rain patters lightly on the windows. The passing of which I've always found to bring back a sense of passing time, reminiscent of what'd I imagine it feels for the passing of stars. Our very own sun, cognizant of its own gliding through the deep expanse of outer space.

      There is a driver at the wheel, but the sky is dark and her face remains in shadow. An accompanying sense of familiarity falls over me though. Only one could bring this sense of comfort. Mel. My eyes dart to the left and right, looking for anything out of the ordinary that might be in the sky. An age old habit. One acquired by watching far too much of Star Trek and the X-Files in my youth. Or does it predate that? Does it have some basis in the actual collective memory reality of our species? Perhaps there is a reason we look to the skies. Something deeply embedded within our collective unconscious, the return of the holy feathered serpent of our world's mythologies. Quetzalquoatl, Nehebkau, or perhaps the Chimeras depicted on the hieroglyphs of ancient cities.

      Then I spot it. A streak in the sky. Gliding like a banner in the wind, rippling up and down like a wave. A white light radiates outward from its body, lighting up the night sky in the distance. That is it. The feathered serpent. A radiant white chinese dragon, even more beautiful in real life than portrayed in their artwork. Natural and fluent. God-like. Truly a spiritual being beyond anything of earthly realms, but there it is right before my eyes. Does Mel see it? She doesn't seem to notice.

      "Mel, do you see that?"

      She looks to the right and seems to spot it, but no words come from her mouth. Speechless it seems.

      What is that? Another one. Wait, no. Two. Three. Four? Several of these serpent-esque beings fluttering through the sky. That one actually has wings and almost appears to be a gargoyle. Wow, amazing. Something attracts my gaze on the left. Holy mother fucker. What the FUCK is THAT?

      A gargantuan entity emerges from the woods on the left side of the highway. Enormous, unearthly, a beetle like being of epic proportions. Its eyes burn with fire. This isn't a threatening being, however. Merely powerful, wise, ancient. It remains still, hovering over the road, observing the surroundings. Is it even living? It could almost be the entrance or the stone guardian of a holy temple - a gateway into the underworld. Into the world beyond the scope of human comprehension, veiled to us by our rigid intellect and desires for power.

      I am entering the realm of the Gods.

      Or at least some hidden plane. Beings surround our vehicle. Is there even anyone else on the road? Discs fly through the air. My god, these again. Classic saucer UFOs? Those things only appear in my dreams. Wait a sec... Duh. I'm in a dream. Wow, this is intense. Can I even get a handle on this one? There are living spirits all around me.

      The sky fills with saucers and spirits, winged serpents with their white light fill the sky. These could have even been interpreted as angels in some cultures. From the distance the resemblance to chinese dragons and angels is hardly distinguishable. Regardless, their power can be felt from miles away, even as they sore high above the Earth. Such an alien power, impossible to say whether as to its benevolent or not. It is just so foreign to our own sense of self.

      You're losing track of things, M. This is a dream. Remember not to be drawn in to its splendor. The distraction of your mind's own creative power. This is a dream.

      Then why can't I control anything? The usual techniques are not working. No power of flight, no time/space manipulation or ability to alter the entire emotional feel of the setting. This is strange. Is it a dream..?

      Wait, that's Mel's brother. I'm in her house. Was I sleep walking? Kid looks like he's about to puke. Either that or he's just really stoned. Neither would be uncommon for him. Hmm, my vision is blurry. I must have taken out my contacts. Definitely sleep walking.

      "You okay, DJ?"

      "Hah, man. You're totally fucked."

      What could that mean? He points at the floor beneath my feet. I stepped in something. A puddle. Okay? DJ holds up a small vile.

      "No fucking way. Did you spill that on the floor, dude?"

      He starts laughing. You've got to be kidding me. I've been dosed completely by accident. Jesus Christ, how often does this have to happen to me? That is far too much acid in one spot for a safe trip. In no time I'll be going ape shit. God fucking damn this kid. Oh well, there is no stopping it now. I might as well accept what's about to ensue.

      Everything is warped. Waving. The walls are alive. "Throbbing with energy" as Terence McKenna says. It has begun. The onset is surprisingly slow. The buzzing rises through my ears, disintegrating my surroundings. I feel the sun. I feel another environment. Where is this? I know this place, I have been before. Though I am accustomed to its flavor, the taste of deja vu is beyond uncanny. Is this still Mel's house? Is this reality? Was it ever? Don't forget, the questions don't matter. Illusions, merely fabricated by our minds to prolong the discovery of truth. There is no stopping this though. I have been thrown into the pool, regardless of my preparation to swim. Entheogens don't hesitate. This is all or nothing and now the walls are coming down. Light begins to seep through the cracks. The environment shifts. A wall to my right now. I am lying down. Windows to my left.

      Is this.. my bedroom?

      I have re-emerged, back into the so-called "real" world. The collective memory reality. The ingestion of a psychedelic substance within my dream consciousness transitioned me back into waking consciousness. No matter how many times I have experienced that it will never cease to prove fascinating. The human brain truly is a receiver, capable of tuning into a multitude of channels across the cosmic radio. Switch one neural receptor on, another off, and you're broadcasting at an entirely new frequency. Receiving, broadcasting, the difference is the same. Both a generator and receiver of consciousness, filtering the endless waves of quantum energy through the intricate networks of evolutionary design.

      Is this reality any more real than the one I was just experiencing? I noticed no gaps between my perception. It was but a continuous flow. Sleeping into waking. What is different? What was ever different? Is the reality tunnel we send our gaze through any less relevant there than it is here? When all is said and done, life is just a memory after all. An ephemeral thought. A dream.

      Updated 01-23-2013 at 06:13 AM by 60729

      Categories
      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    5. remee, theta, 3 trouble makers

      by , 01-23-2013 at 02:24 AM
      I took a 2 hour nap with remee and started off with theta binaural beats.
      I achieved a crystal clear dream. the dream started out at my own home. I was with my dad and my brother. But the most amazing thing happened. My dad was drunk (only been drunk like twice in his life). Different dream scene, everything changed. And i was where I did work for this group of people.
      They seemed to be a restaurant, or a shop. I saw my friends from school scrapping out this blueberry
      slushy machine. Its hard to remember. But I do remember coming back to the place where I worked in the day
      time, whilst nobody was there. I found it scary and turned around halfway there. On my way back I decided
      to randomly just start punching the walls and I managed to knockout some of the plastic panels.
      The pathway went up gradually and then down. It came out at a mall. I thought to myself that
      I was going to buy alot of weed before it was sold out and that was good because its still early in the day.
      I went to the shop and apparently they were sold out already. The shop I went to happened to be the shop that I worked for
      when I was working in the restaurant. I noticed the guys at the counters. They were all of darker skin tone and I talked to 1.
      I was asking him how I could get ahold of him if I came back to this place (Think i was in Zimbabwe) and then i got this
      weird feeling. They kept stalling, and they wouldnt answer me. They acted like they were thinking of an answer to the question
      I had the weirdest feeling like they wanted to kill me and I started walking away. This place was a mall and i started walking a new direction. I heard a lady announce on her overhead that there were dangerous figures in the area, and i realized that they were just ahead of where i am, but they were coming towards me. I decided to run towards this massive playground. I could see they were walking past, so I slid through a tunnel that I remember linking to behind where they currently were. I was going to sneak behind them and run, but I came out right where they were and it was a dead end. They could see me, but they playground netting was protecting me. He said "you cheeky guy. im gunna get you". They looked dark. Almost emo looking. And then I was awoken for dinner
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Execution

      by , 01-23-2013 at 01:49 AM
      I was on my knees putting my head over the railing in the spectator rows, facing the middle of some big arena.
      The guy who was about to execute me tried to be dramatic and said "die in hell!" as he swung his axe over his head, so I exclaimed "wait wait stop".
      "What?"
      "You can't say that"
      "Can't say what?"
      "Die in hell. Do you realize how stupid that sounds? second, im not even in hell yet, i will be in hell AFTER I die."
      "So what do you want me to say?"
      "Just don't say something that is THAT stupid"
      "Alright then I won't say anything at all!"
      "Good then"
      He then proceeded to separate my head from my body.

      Updated 03-30-2013 at 05:38 AM by 47605

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. Wish

      by , 01-23-2013 at 12:54 AM
      I think I am at the mall and there is a man that can grant any wish. Behind him is a timer displayed in green numbers and it is attached on the wall and seems to be counting down. My mother is here. She gives me these cards, I think they are ID cards and I am impatient and I want her to leave so I can make my wish. I ask the man "Do the wishes stay after the timer runs out?" The man says "The wishes are permanent" I wished to fly and all of a sudden I started flying to the ceiling and out a window. The scene changes to that of a garden. I see the man again. I didn't fully comprehend what is happening but I think that a woman that bounded this man to stay on earth has finally freed him. There are black flowers around him but they turn to green, which I think is their normal color. The dream changes again. I am laying down and facing up the dark cloudy sky. I grab a phone and proceed to call the man to tell him about the vision I saw. I said "In 2012 you will be free.." as soon as I said that I felt a powerful vibration as if the beginning of a WILD/DEILD attempt. I was completly paralyzed, I couldn't speak, I couldn't move I was just laying there looking at that black sky. I thought to myself, perhaps it was that strange woman doing this to me. I then begin to see a shadow up in the sky. It is the shadow of a building floating in the sky. I stare at it then I wake up.

      Note: The most vivid part of the dream was near the end.
      Felt a strong vibration, maybe I could've performed a DEILD if I stood still.

      I said 2012 so perhaps I thought I was in the past.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Toward the Setting Sun

      by , 01-22-2013 at 11:46 PM
      "I'm so glad you are here"

      My dear friend gives me a warm hug. I can feel the gratitude pouring out from her heart. She's gone through a great deal of pain in these recent times. I'm surprised to be here though. Where exactly am I? Oh right, we just moved to Ohio. We're staying with her parents until we manage to find an apartment. Right?

      This doesn't quite look like Ohio. Does Ohio have mountains? I have the vague feeling I've been here before. Utah? But this isn't Utah. Why would I be in Utah?

      "Where exactly am I, D?"

      "This is Ohio, M. Don't you remember?"

      "Oh right."

      "We have to go"

      We climb into my truck. At least I think it's my truck. Well I have the keys, so it must be mine.

      The path into the woods is wide and long. The trees are tall and winding like vines. Spaces are carved out within their canopies as if designed to be the living quarters of some archaic entity within the forest. I even catch a glimpse of what seems to be a bed. Hmm. The trees are ancient. Their spirits permeate the air. The presence of the Gods of antiquity flows through my body sending a slight chill down the back of my spine. One could almost say the trees carry faces. That of laughter. That of sadness. Sadness for their lost brethren in the Amazonian jungle.

      That one appears to have multiple beings within it crying out in anguish. Their faces and hands pushing out from the trunk as if to say "help me! Let me out!" The entrapped souls of human beings lured in by some force within the forest. The forest I travel so deep into. Am I being lured as well? Will I be trapped within one of those trees? My soul lost for eternity due to a yearning I can't subdue?

      Well it's too late now. The sky grows dark and our new home shrinks behind me as I travel deeper into the woods, the past now but a shimmer in the distance. Fading with each step I take into the setting sun beyond the mountains. What awaits me there, I don't know. What I do know is that it is too late to turn back now.

      Updated 01-22-2013 at 11:53 PM by 60729

      Tags: ohio, trees
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. 22nd Jan 2013 Playing/watching random Doom maps, indream dream recall O_o

      by , 01-22-2013 at 08:39 PM (Scionox's Journal of Dreams)
      Dream 1:

      I was playing some maps/mods for Doom, apparently i have reached some sort of final map in the particular mod i was playing. One area looked like big room with floating crates connected by some sort of jumppads and there was very long fall down. Then there was part of the map where player character was on the roof of the movng train and it was hard because i had not only to fight numerous enemies but also to go between train panels just i time so train would not run into walls. Also there were moments where i had to use jumppads to jump from train to train during the movement. The next area was in outdoors and there was huuuuge mecha that i had to board, heavy use of jumppads and long range enemies. After a while dream skipped.
      I was playing different map now, i think i was playing multiplayer. It looked like base and there was as much outdoor areas as indoors. I was having hard time searching keycards/switches for doors for some reason. After i have reached elevator to the upper part of the map, dream skips again.
      I was apparently watching someone playing the final map of the mappack that base map was from. It looked like he was totally newbie at Doom but he managed to keep his cool. Map looked like it was mostly using red textures, and the structure of the map was really bizarre in a ways. It was like it looked simple at the start, but it was in fact maze of teleporters and switches. The player had very hard time navigating this, and often ended up running in circles. Later on there was outdoors section near the end, and there was the car. In the car there was chunk of the 'Pain Elemental'(One of the enemies in this game IWL) and once player came close enough chunk got cloned all over the place, all of them floated up in air and then cloned into rocks, falling down. Soon the whole map was only rocks. Dream ended.


      When i woke up i was doing some dream recall while not moving, and apparently managed to accidentally fall back asleep for a short period of time.

      Dream 2:

      I was preparing for bath and i remembered that i wanted to recall my dreams somehow. So i started recalling them while saying keywords to remember them better, because in the dream i did not had time to write DJ entry. Most of the keywords were relevant to the previous dream, like "jumppad, door, switch, mecha, train", one of the keywords was "joker" for some reason. Dream ended as soon as i finished the recall.

      Updated 01-22-2013 at 08:44 PM by 59854

      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. A movie about tapping into your unknown powers.

      by , 01-22-2013 at 07:51 PM
      non lucid
      *A movie about tapping into your unknown powers.
      *Offering incense at the old oak cliff dharma center.
      *I should of woken up to become lucid!
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. My SECOND LD ever

      by , 01-22-2013 at 06:42 PM
      I am a beginner, and i have been practicing for about the last 6 weeks. I have been using the WBTB method with no success.. until last night! I woke up in the middle of the night because I told myself to wake up before (auto-suggestion), and i tried not to move too much. I then recalled the dream I had just awoken from and imagined what it would have been like to see my hands in that dream while falling back to sleep. THEN, my whole body tingled and i felt weird. I heard kind of a "whooshing," sound and founf myself in a dream. I had gotten up out of bed in this dream and walked around the house i was in. At first I thought "Astral projection?"... Then I realized no, it was just a dream. I turned around to look in my bed to see if I was still sleeping there, and a scary looking man was laying there.I ran towards him and jumped up and destroyed him with my fists. I must have woken up soon after, because it seemed to fade into the course that a natural dream takes. I only had, i'm guessing, about 1/4 lucidity and could only partially control it. But I sure hope this means progress for the future!

      Thanks for reading! This is my first post.
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Lucid Dream 26

      by , 01-22-2013 at 05:18 PM
      Date: January 22, 2013 ||| Time Block: 2:00 AM to 7:00 AM ||| Length: 15 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: BAT

      Methods: lay in bed for the night; conceptualized going "deeper into the darkness" (of my vision) until I fell asleep.

      Account:
      I was standing near a door, quite a ways into a regular dream. Something about the door made me realize I was dreaming, I think. I still heard the conversation going on between the two characters in the unfolding plot and my parents, (they were from the Middle Ages), but I didn't really care at this point.

      I opened the door, and saw a beautiful front yard. It started out with a series of a few cement steps, down to a black-top road which made a circle. Inside this circle was a grassy area, with a large and lush tree growing in the center and branching out over the road. Far ahead was a road the driveway connected to. To the left was a forest of lush trees, like those in a jungle, and a series of rolling hills, eventually coming up to a raised highway. I walked over to this section on the left, and stared out at it. And then I saw a bird fly overhead, dropping a shadow onto my scene. And then another, and another. There were hawks or a type of eagle, and they were large, but not enough to be a threat or anything, though I figured that they may multiply if I focused on them too much. (a large part of lucid dreaming is learning to control it, and keep yourself stabilized in one. I'm doing all-right with inducing them, but not so good with these control techniques yet, which is why I do practice such as the following)

      Wanting to test something while I was at it, I figured I'd try summoning again. I tried to think of a suitable object. I wanted something that would be easy to conceptualize for the first try. I thought of my Blue's Clues stuffed animal from when I was younger, that I gave away and was sad over as a kid. I figured, why not! I stared out onto a part of a distant hill. Conceptualizing the object's shape and color, and mentally creating expectations, *poof* it appeared before me in the scene, as a live (though still 'stuffed') animal, that then began running to me, almost in slow motion. It eventually made it over, and it leapt up into my arms as I held it against me. And it felt just like it did when I was little. And as I put my hand up towards its neck, I wasn't even thinking about it, but it even had the same marking that identified the original. A rip in its neck from playing with it. A thought that was so cool because I forgot about that rip, but it came into my dream anyway. While I was still holding it, I 'woke up'.

      Except not into a bed. Instead, I found myself in a tall office building, with many large glass windows. I looked out, (it was bright and sunny), and saw dozens of other tall buildings, the most obvious of which had a massive flat top, on which some interesting events were taking place. Apparently, there was some kind of conflict. There were people walking around on there, but also one who looked kind of malicious. She was old, and slightly deformed, and she appeared to be pestering the people there. At first, when I was watching her, she was just moving around all over the place. But then when I started to look at any other individual, I'd notice that she'd walk over to whoever I stared at. Interesting. I stared at that guy on the left, she followed my expectations and walked over to him. I stared to the right, same thing. And then I saw Kevin (Schram von Haupt) walk into the scene from the bottom left. He was walking relaxedly, and was quite a bit taller than the old lady. As he came up to her, she apparently grabbed onto his arm. He quickly broke free, but he had to use quite some force, and in doing so he bent her arm a bit. I'm laughing out loud right now, (quietly though), because what she did next was so funny. She made a little grunting sound, while staring at her bent arm, and then caused her arm to go back the way it was, but it was so funny because her sound effect was like the sound one would make for like a character that's really weak, the sound of pathetic exertion. Anyway, I decided to watch this unfold at a closer distance. Flying out over the building, I was moving somewhat clumsily. Letting myself fall too far on one of the flight cycles, I actually got within just a few feet of the building, and the old lady actually grabbed onto me. I tried to go back up, but she was holding onto my finger, with quite some force. At first it was a bit shocking, but not so much once I realized that in dreams there is very rarely pain, and she could do no harm to me. So I figured I would just see what happened. Holding onto my arm, she had that regular delight that you see in movies when they catch someone. (you know, the evil laugh, etc.) But I stood there looking at her, and wasn't actually afraid once I 'let go' and just waited in calm observation. She was holding her mouth open, so I figured I would try putting my hand in it. So I did, and what's funny is I could feel the saliva and her gums, and it felt weird but so cool that I could actually do that, to someone who would normally be in a nightmare. She didn't like that, and when I took my hand out, she started spitting at my face. It felt kind of gross, but it's not quite as bad when you know it's not actually on you. Anyway, the feeling of it on my face, (and in my mouth!), woke me up.

      Now back in bed, I found it odd that the feeling within my mouth had lingered from the dream a bit longer than I had expected. But oh well. I looked down, and the iPad was on. And it had a record of all the words I said in my sleep! I even checked, and it was mostly accurate, and I was excited because it would help me remember the events. But then I asked myself how it knew those words. "Oh, that's why I have these headphones on, and oh, I don't remember that microphone on there but whatever." I took the headphones off, and was just resting in bed, thinking over my dream. "You know, I should probably check the time for my dream journal. But oh, I'm so tired. Nah, I'll just remember what time it feels like, around 6." A few seconds pass, and I know I'm just making excused because my body feels dead tired. Slumping over on my other side, I finally get up the motivation, with my muscles just wanting to sleep, and press the alarm clock light and look down at the time. 5:02. Interesting, a bit earlier than I'd expected, but okay, fine. Hmmm…. a bit odd that it's right by the hour again, just like last time. I think this over in bed, theorizing why this would be. *Beep, beep, beep* "Oh great, my alarm. It must have just gone off." I turn back over and tap the snooze button. The beeping stopped. *Bang, bong, bang, bong, bang, bong* "What? I thought I already turned it off. Yep, I definitely did. Then what is this?" It continued. I realized it sounded like another alarm. But then suspiciously, I noticed it's direction change from my own alarm, to the alarm in Chrissy's room. "Wait, that's not how Chrissy's alarm sounds either." And then it hit me. "Do a reality check!" I put my hand up and plugged my nose, and "Oh my goodness, I am still dreaming!"

      Bursting out of bed in an instant, I ran out of the room so quickly that my vision almost immediately vanished. I was going on merely by touch. I realized, while racing down the stairs, that I needed to do something, quick, once I reached the bottom to reset my vision. Once I made it down, I raced for the light switch, and the moment I flipped it my vision returned to normal. I remembered at this point my experiment, to try to simply sit in one spot and see how long I can stay in the dream. But I had to pick a location. Hmmm… How about right where I'm standing? Nah, let's go over a bit onto the carpet, right there in the living room. So I did, sitting down with my legs crossed. (Yes, I can do this in a dream! Perhaps not so well in real life… haha) But it was kind of quiet, just sitting there. I wanted some company. No time like the present to practice my summoning skills! So I try to think of someone to make appear. I figure I might as well try with my cousin, Andy. So I stare out into the family room, which apparently had become lit, and try to think of what to do mentally to get him standing there. As I do this, I find myself holding my brother Davey. Nice! He can help me yell out the words, once I think them up. "Okay, so Andy would be right *there*!", I yell with Davey, putting mental emphasis and expectation on that last word. And the moment we said it, Andy appeared there, living and breathing and grabbing a piece of pizza out of the container that appeared in front of him! "And Hanna would be right *there*" And my cousin Hanna appeared, and started walking around. "And Dad would be right *there*", "And Mom would be right *there*", "And Chrissy would be right *there*", "And Monica would be right *there*", "And Uncle Paul would be right *there*". By the time I had woken up, I had summoned almost a dozen people, and it was so cool because it worked every time, and they were living and breathing beings, walking around like in real life, doing their own activities. This will be very neat in the future, since I plan to have longer adventures, and it'll be nice to go along with company. But for now I will continue to experiment, and improve my skills, so I can someday actually do this.

      Oh, one final note. This is the third time ever that I've had a lucid dream during my regular sleep session! This is very exciting, again because it means I can start to take advantage of my every night sleep, and not spend so much time on morning naps. Also, the dreams during the night seem to be more random, like I find myself in cool new locations, so it has the adventurousness advantage as well. (although, someday I plan to teleport myself places anyway, but for now it means more interesting locations than just my house) Anyway, I'm pretty happy with this.

      Updated 02-03-2013 at 12:15 AM by 59833

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    13. 22nd January 2013

      by , 01-22-2013 at 05:15 PM
      Sleep – 10:20am
      Wake ups – 1:43am
      Finial Wake up – 6:30am
      WBTB – N/A

      No dream recall
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    14. Football

      by , 01-22-2013 at 04:21 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Football

      IWL, I've been spending time at a friends house watching and throwing a football, eating and drinking, and so forth.

      Last night I dreamed I was at this house, but didn't bring anything to drink. At first I was lying down. There wasn't enough room for me to lie down.

      Then I was up and realized I needed to get something to drink for the party. There was snow on the ground, but I was determined so that I wouldn't be asking to drink other people's beverages. Others were advising against leaving under those road conditions, but I was going to leave.

      Dream skip

      I'm going to throw a football. I can throw my "The Duke" football, or another professional size football. I feel the other ball to determine which I prefer. I prefer my football--"The Duke," but I wanted to feel the other football well since I'd already made my decision. This was the best part of the dream. It wasn't so exciting, but I got a very good sensation of feeling from the football. It was really cool.

      The End

      My dreams followed close behind what I was thinking about as I went to bed.
    15. disturbed

      by , 01-22-2013 at 04:05 PM
      this was a weird cluster of dreams. i will type out of order


      my sister was having a sleep over but a bunch of girls my age were over for some reason. then sam was here and i kissed her. also some girl was here with her boyfriend and i fucked her and when she and him said by she rubbed the top of my head.

      sam and i were guna watch a movie but i went to the bathrom to freshen up my breath and wen i got back all her friends was back there and it was a sleep over. i wasl ike fuckkkk

      then mark and maggie were iny my bed and mark kept cumming every where but not completly only in lil spirts and maggie eventually came and snuggled on me and i wanted her but she only snuggled

      then i was in this weird old school movie scary house based of dracula and there were strings that made props move in stuff and even in the hotel room there was that kinda stuf and weird shit was always happening
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