Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids Nothing to eat after 6PM Actually I totally skipped dinner. I wasn't hungry. We had a late lunch. Bedtime 10:30PM 300mg B6, 3MG Melatonin SSILD at beginning #90 The White Void 11:30PM I did SSILD in rapid cycles and eventually got to where I would either notice all 3 at once or hold sight while cycling sound and touch. I probably did this longer than I should have. I eventually rolled over to my right side. I would guess it was 30 to 40 minutes. Then still noticing HI I counted 1-10 until... I feel SP Vibrations. My thought was that it was too early to have a dream so I didn't do my normal getting out my body routine. I just relaxed and waited. I find myself in a pure white void. I hear in my mind but almost spoken to me at the same time, "Ancient Indian spiritual wisdom." I feel like I am a different person. I am lucid but I don't think of myself as I am in real life or this life. I think I am a tribal shaman. SP takes me again. I think I am on my back. Again, I wait and enter the white void. I DEILD chain 3 or 4 times. On the last one I look hard into the white void hoping for a dream or image to appear. I eventually wake up. I have a hard time going back to sleep after that. Vivid Sex 1:48AM I have very long detailed and vivid sex with my wife multiple times. At some point another woman joins but I motion for her to leave. There are impossible positions and distortions. I see the woman yell at a kid in the distance. I wake up and fail DEILD. I remember this dream like it really happened. Dentist 4:24 AM I am at the dentist office. They keep saying my name wrong. At one point they call me by my mothers maiden name. I just go along with it. I get a huge run around. Eventually the dentist comes and I think I finally can get my cleaning done. He asks me my last name and has to fix it in the system while I go to another waiting room. It's in a different building and the interior is dirty and dilapidated. I wake up and try DEILD WBTB a few minutes. Bathroom water. additional 300MG B6 SSILD to WILD I can't relax my mind enough to WILD I start to think the extra B6 was a mistake. The furnace is set too high. I am hot. I try to ignore it but I end up having to get up and turn the temp down. I have spent too long on this and I decide to give up and sleep normal. Dream WBTB 5:46AM I am doing a WBTB in the middle of the night but I am in the house that I lived in Luling, Texas. I am making a sandwhich or something. Really I'm just lost in thought and mucking about. I see the living room light is on and I assume that my dad left it on. The baby woke up for a bottle. I tried to go back to sleep with him for a bit but I could not relax enough and he was squirmy fussy.
Updated 10-28-2012 at 08:20 PM by 5967 (Typos and clarificaiton)
Hi, this is my first thread on Dream Views. I have had a pretty rich dream history, I think you could say. I had experienced about 3-5 natural lucid dreams (LD's without conscious effort) before I found out what it was called and the implications. The first time I ever tried to consciously induce a lucid dream, I was 15 and all I did was wander around the house all day touching walls and asking myself, out loud, if I was dreaming, as well as doing a considerable amount of reading-up on the subject. That night, I went to sleep as usual; no mantra's, no visualization, no pills, no dream journal, nothing more than I usually did as I went to sleep. And I had a lucid dream. I was in the middle of a nightmare, in a house with yellow walls. I wasn't even aware of my actions or what I was saying, but I reached out and touched a wall. I heard my self say "Am I dreaming?" and everything suddenly became intensely vivid. Ripples spread out across the wall, reminiscent of the motions of a pond when you throw a stone into it. I looked at my hand and the valleys and mountains of the skin of my palms shifted and morphed in front of my eyes. The next thing I remember was making a peanut butter and jam sandwich (I must have been hungry). I assume I lost lucidity. Anyway, I gave up on trying to lucid dream after a while as my sleep patterns went to shit and I got insomnia. I have had probably 3 natural lucid dreams since then, and I am currently attempting to correct my sleep and my lucid dreaming routines. I have gone through two "re-inspirations" in the past couple of years when I diligently tried to maintain a good routine... For about a week. Then my insomnia stopped me from getting any further. The point of this whole post is, well 1) to see if anyone else has ever had a lucid dream on the first night of trying (it seems to be pretty rare), and 2) to pose the question: are our subconsciouses predisposed to certain reality checks? As in, do you have more chance of lucid dreaming if you find a reality check that your subconscious, rather than your conscious, prefers? Because I have been using other reality checks since then and haven't managed a lucid dream on purpose at all. Maybe I should go back to the "walls" one. I know there are obviously other factors involved, but what do people think?
I didn't have an entry yesterday as I genuinely didn't feel like I'd dreamt the night before and when I got up I just got on with things straight away even though I didn't feel great as had a head cold. My dream last night included smoking (something I've recently given up, about 3 weeks ago). I was sat in the living room watching telly with my parents & eldest niece. My niece had started smoking for some reason and wanted to go outside for a fag my step-dad told me to join her (not to smoke just to accompany her outside). When we got outside we climbed the wall between the patio and garden and were looking over it at some guys having some sort of hockey game in the street (I used to play hockey when I was young and have also recently been invited to an ice hockey game). My niece was smoking in the dream and I remember feeling the urge to smoke too and maybe taking a drag on what she was smoking. I remember a confrontation with the hockey players because they'd hit their puck into the garden and I think I told them to stop playing in the street and find somewhere else to have their game. I got surrounded by these guys, none of which I recognised, some had facial piercings and I remember one having really prominent features in a comical way like a huge long square chin! In fact all of them had exaggerated facial features like characters from the old British television satire 'Spitting Image'. Anyway the guys started moving on after our confrontation but for some reason I was walking along with them and talking to one of them about how I might be going to watch this ice hockey match soon. Suddenly I woke to the smell of left over Chinese food & and succumbed to an overwhelming urge to eat some of it and attempt to fill out this dream journal!
Updated 11-07-2012 at 02:44 PM by 58791 (To give a title appropriate to the dream.)
It started as a non-lucid dream which included my freaky dream sign, getting in trouble, but in an expanded edition including the fear of responsibility. Because they were dreams in a row, I can't properly recall all the really cool details or how all happened, but I have reconstructed a suffecient part of what happened. At first, I find myself being father of a child in this age (15) engaged to another 15 year old skunk which I have got pregnant, without remembering any details. My parents and family were there aswell, and everybody was cool, just accepting this, without any grin at all, but I was starting to get depressed thinking how could I ever do this thing, and even was planning to kill the little fuck, who was just born, just to get rid of the responsibillity and keep on with my life. I was thinking all of those things and was frustrated, shocked that this has happened, because I am not that kind of person, I was slowly getting lucid. Suddenly, I decide to perform a reality check, I do the noseplug and bam, I'm lucid. Thank god! It was all a dream! And now it's a lucid dream! So I roam around my house slapping my imaginary DC "wife" till she bleeds yelling "that's right bitch! It's aaaaall a dream! Where's the little bastard I wanna kill it!" And she didn't tell me because she was protecting it. It was my expectation. I didn't want to keep on wasting my dream, so I thought I'd stab her to the heart, but I couldn't do that to an innocent person, even a DC. So I jumped outside the window. I tried to fly on fall, but no luck, I just landed slowly on the ground like a chicken. I decided I'd fly, no matter how, I have to. So I raised my right hand like superman and tried to accelerate myself to the front while roaming in the street. It worked while I was in the ground, I was super speedy, so I decided to lift up like an aircraft and that's what I did. I flew effortlessly up on to buildings and jumped from one another for fun! I even kinda climbed a transmission tower and jumped! Then I return to a close-to-ground attitude and flew around the city on places my brain was creating at the moment, and not anything existent. Then I saw a guy with a bicycle on an empty road and I started picking on him because I was flying and he had a bicycle! So funny... After all these, I can't remember what really happened, I just remember that I woke up. I was on my bed thinking "wow, really cool DILD! I did some stuff on this one!" and I performed my regular noseplug reality check I do when I wake up. I was in a dream! It was a false awakening! I couldn't believe it! I was thinking "how can I be still sleeping?" It was crazy! Then I exited the house using my favourite route, the window! But I found myself in a totally different street, with many cars passing near me, so I went in front of them and started dancing! Some yelled at me and others slowed down, so I punched every car that passed near me. I broke some glasses with the punches, but they kept going. Then I found some cops on the way hanging around with some traffic control cops. I thought I would take the gun from one of them and start shooting, but I didn't. I didn't care that much, but I tried to project a gun through my pocket, but no luck. I was too excited to think about doing stuff! But I had a talk with them DC cops! After that I can't remember anything else than waking up and finding myself on the sofa watching TV. My father was there aswell. For no reason I can remember than just questioning reality, I reality checked with noseplug. I was still asleep! I couldn't believe it! Third dream in a row? Thats crazy! But I thought I wouldn't be able to remember all of the dreams I saw before, so I started dream recalling inside my dream. Meanwhile I was playing around and tried to switch on a light, It didn't work! But a totally different light switched on, so I went to switch that light's switch, hoping that the other light lights up! Nothing, but then I tried to switch it on with magic! Wooohooo! My hands started vomiting smoke and sparkles, like they were a tesla coil or something, and finally, it switched on. Then, I woke up. This time it was real, I tried to deild, but no luck. I reality checked many many times, but it's reality. I'm still unsure! These dreams were long, really long, 10-15 mins each and really vivid, I just miss too many details because I was jumping from one dream to another. I'm sure I did a lot of other things I can't remember, but those ring a bell. But I felt like a god! I finally figured out that my hypothesis is confirmed, It is INTERNAL FRUSTRATION that wastes dreams. Nothing else, it doesn't matter if you are excited or furious, just don't do any bad thoughts about the dream, like how it's gonna end, if it's gonna last long. Avoid these and you're half way to perfection!
The only fragment I remembered to record from last night was a programming dream. I can remember I was working on getting spikes working properly so they actually made you lose rings if you hit them. I can't remember if I got it working or not.
Im not sure what happened, but i was suddenly a teenager walking along a seeminly endless road. I was wearing tall black leather boots, skinny jeans, a graphic tee (ha that sounds funny), and a jean jacket. I had my hands in my pockets and i was bouncing happily along. The sky was grayish, like it looked and felt like that had recently rained. I could atcually feel the fog on my skin andd feel the stuffy feeling in my mouth as i inhaled. I was talking to myslef (which i do often) and i kept going on and on and suddenly i started to talk about a previous dream i had then i suddenly stopped and said "I'm dreaming!" Suddenly a guy was hugging me, and im guessing he was my boyfriend or something. I wanted to fly, so i looked up dramatically at the sky, inhaled sharply, took a strong step forward, and woke up
Alright, I'm going to introduce myself since this is my first real lucid dream. I'm Dakota Grossman, and I'm a noobish lucid dreamer, however, I've had 2 lucid dreams in 3 nights, so my technique apparently works. The first lucid dream was for one second, so I'm not going to mention it. Here's how my dream happened. Right when I went to sleep, I knew I was dreaming. It started in the middle of Walmart, where I decided I might as well fly. I took off in the air to fall about ten feet later. Then, I remembered that I would have to KNOW that I could fly. So, I took off. That got boring easily, so I stopped, and headed for the Sporting Goods section (my favorite walmart place). Every product was deformed, so I decided to summon a shotgun. It took me a couple of tries until I was completely confident. Then, I got the shotgun and pulled it off of my back. It was not normal and hard to load, so I tried to summon a pistol. I couldn't do it at all. So I grabbed the shotgun and told it that it would be loaded. It was, and I shot it. A DC worker said that I couldn't fire that in the store. I said that I could, and he said that I was right and walked away. I tried to summon some zombies, but I got nothing. Then, I woke up to my alarm. I could feel, smell, and see things in my dream, but it wasn't as real as some people said. So, I'll keep writing in my DJ, and I heard they got more real, so I keep on dreaming and writing. Hope you liked my first online DJ entry (I have a physical one). TTYL!
The dream started with my mom and my friend and her family entering a huge vacation house. as it turns out, we were going to summer camp together and had decided to vacation together aswell. We started to pick out our beds and such. The next day we walked to the camp and i dont know what happened, but later i went over to this other camp for kids with disorders. I met two girls and a boy there who i befriended. They had some type of learning disability. We decided to go to the movies later and they told me to bring money or a ticket or something. I went to the movies to meet them, but i wanted to fly instead but i just ended up looking up at the sky all intense and decided to do it later. I dont think we watched the movie. The next day (there wasnt really a transition, but thats what i assume) we were in our groups and all the girls were wearing blue or red shorts and white t-shirts. I think we were having a roll down the hill contest becasue i suddenly rolled down the hill followed by my group and we all giggled and looked at the other team, who were really angry. Then it ended.
Im not sure how the dream started, but suddenly i was in a room lit by a beautiful light from the window. I had recently become scared to coninue to try and lucid dream becasue of this scary thing i heard about. Since i was already lucid (half-lucid) I put on a fierce face and tried to conjure up the thing that was scaring me, but nothing happened and then i felt really happy and confident. Then i went and layed down next to my dad and broher on a huge messy bed and my dad started ranting and showing us an article on his ipad.
I start off at an abandoned house. I am mildly lucid. I go through the hallway and see my mothers old dolls on top of a dusty old bookshelf. I continue on and end up in a room. I then decide to do a reality check. I do the nose plug reality check and it does not work. I then try to push my finger through my palm and it doesn't work either. But I am lucid anyway. I had no goal in mind but the idea of speaking to my inner awareness as Robert Waggoner puts it comes into my head. My nose is stuffy in this dream. I look up and ask the 'dream awareness' "can you heal my nose?" I get no response and my nose doesn't feel any different. I then say "Change the dream scene..." once again nothing happens. I am now dissapointed and I lose lucidity since I did not even ground myself or stabilize or anchor myself (my mistake) After some exploration I find myself outside on a balcony with a balloon. I thought about going to space with it. I grab the balloon and jump and I begin to float. I end up going to some guy that has a crap load of balloons. I ask to borrow some and he allows me to. I grab a handful of balloons and I wake up.
10-27-12 Generally hanging out with dad. At least one thing I know of the dream is that we had finally sat down and watched an anime (not sure which one), and I remember noting to him that, yes, even that one (something like "Dual!") had martial arts in it. "It's [part of] their culture." I said. After an interruption, I added "Like the British "Stiff Upper Lip". Later, during a nap: Sort of hired-on-the-spot by a gas station owner/manager to help him out refitting a new location. He, I, and his young (~8 y.) daughter hop in a van and head off to the location, but on the way the van starts to rock. "Mmm... it's a tornado." I say, and the guy is hesitant, but doesn't think so. Makes sense, because it was a totally clear day. Right then, up ahead, we see rotation and I say "Yeah, it's a tornado." Before he (seemingly) had time to stop the vehicle, the tornado formed completely and twirled around until the bottom of it was parallel with the road, and... we... drove into the tornado. It immediately picked the van up off the ground. We spun around a fair deal for about ten seconds before slowly dropping and then landing with a bump. Not shaken, we all promptly continued to drive to the location, which looked like a blown-out 1800's-style warehouse. Actually, it looked older, like 1700's and with large window-spaces, and it was three stories tall. It was only about a thousand feet from where we landed, so when we got there the tornado was still around. It doubled back and headed for us, and I told everybody to hold on to a beam we were standing next to. For some reason (or lack thereof) we were all on the ground at this point. The tornado actually entered the hollow, be-windowed building after hesitating at the large entrance at one end. We all held on as it writhed and moved and shuddered like a dying snake in the smaller area. (This actually made sense, because a tornado would have no effective amount of wind-power backing it up inside a building. Even one as blow-out as the one in my dream would be a massive detriment to it. When it finally dissipates, we get up and head back outside to meet the rest of the people who came to help out do... what ever it was we were going to do to this building. And my uncle C_____ is there (and overweight??), and he tells me where to find some tools. And I wake up.
Me and some strangers are on stage. I think we are singing but we are acting disorderly and this lady comes up and says "You are disqualified!" We all get sent home. As we go to our bus stop I realize I forgot my shoe. Something weird happens. We all begin to start walking backwards as if time is reversing but it isn't. We are all just walking backwards. Then the bus comes and they go in the bus but I run into the locker room. The locker room guard says "You have been gone for two months." He then directs me to a machine. I step inside and I see a vision of a giant monster that is coming. I then hide under the table and then I get crushed and die. (Ouch) I appear in a house made of mostly wood. I fight some fat guy that says "My stomach hurts, must've been something I ate" I then defeat him and look at his plate on the table. I see keys in there. I pull them out and I wash the goop off.
I am on my laptop looking up Apollo Justice 3 (There's only Apollo justice and its a good game if you want to be a lawyer) On Youtube there is a playthrough of it except there is only sound and no video, there is a link in the description box that leads to an emulator. Suddenly I end up in Aperture Labs and I hear Glados say "You are not suppose to be here, I cannot harm you" I then get pushed into a red couch and the couch then descend to the floor. I have a portal gun now. I am in a room where I need to cross a giant gap. So I put a portal high up on a wall and one on the floor. I jump down and start to fall down. I go through my bottom portal again and fling to the other side.
Dalek Ships and Mechs Recall: 7/10 Sleep: OK Sleep Position: UnknownI'm in the family car with my parents and brother, driving home. I see two UFOs that sort of look like hair dryers come out of a portal. They are Dalek ships. I tell my father to turn around so I can take some pictures of them. We pull over and I look for the Dalek ships, but instead see only a couple of mechs being controlled by police. My father asks me to take his picture in front of them, but when I try snap a shot, he turns away. That pisses me off because it's typical of him, asking me to do something then ensuring I can't do it, leaving me standing there waiting.
07/29/2012 9:56am Buying Alcohol I find myself in the back seat of Donna's PT Cruser. Anna is in the front passenger seat and Donna is driving. Donna pulls onto a slopped parking lot and parks in front of a cheap liquor store. The store had a metal railing to the left side that where the parking lot dipped down a few feet. Behind the liquor store and down the sloped parking lot was a large wall-mart sized warehouse. Inside the store we met up with a a cleaned up version of Diana and "Pirate" Bob. We were going to go party somewhere.... I hadn't seen any beer that seemed to appetizing to me,, but while we were waiting in line I went to the back and picked out some vodka and juice. (note I had vodka and juice at my friends house the night before.) I then went outside for a smoke. I stood by the railing smoking and when the group came out talking I wondered over to the warehouse to explore and the dream transitioned. Unsafe Work Conditions Inside the warehouse I was starting a new job as an electro-mechanical assembler. The lighting was extremely poor and there were people grinding, cutting, and welding all over the place. Sparks flew on to the floor which was cluttered with flammable materials. Power tools where left plugged in, strung across the floor and running by themselves. I almost let my leg bump into a running chop-saw that had no top or bottom guard leaving the blade completely exposed. I walk over to a guy with a tape-measure and watch him for a minute. He makes several random measurements on the floor, moving the tape at different angles, and occasionally measuring off the floor. Then he makes a scratch on the concrete and repeats the process. I accidentally step on the tape measure and notice that it is completely worn out at the end. I ask the guy why all the power tools have bin left on. "To keep the flickering light down while I finish cutting this (pipe/thing)" The scene transitions again and I'm back in the warehouse where I started but the lights are back on and everything is well lit. Carts with sheet metal, brackets, and metal frames are being lined up on the floor to build machines. Two random guys who need work instructions come over but don't draw my attention to much. Rob R. shows up too and we look over the plans hanging on an easel. An girl from the office comes out with signs with job numbers and due dates and tapes them to the carts. I find everything extremely disorganized and joke with Rob about who (him or me) is going to be in charge and take responsibility for leading the builds and completing all the paperwork.
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