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10.05.2012

Buying Eyedropper Enema and Riding Crop Stick? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I downloaded an mp3 file of a Binaural beat that lasts for one hour, and is supposed to aid in Astral Projection. I set it on repeat for the whole night, and at some point, probably moved. But when I woke up and slept again, I finally recalled a few dreams while the beats are playing.

I'm inside of a store, and it looks like any regular supermarket like Walmart. I'm at a section where there seems to be some BDSM items at the end of the aisle. I noticed a Riding Crop is there along with what seems to be an eye dropper. It really looks like some cheap enema at first, and I get closer to get a better view.

At the same time, I felt afraid looking at it because I was worried people might look over at me to see what I'm doing. So I tried to do this whole process slowly as I could, and there were several moments where I tried to grab both items, but failed because I would jump a bit if I saw someone pass by. I finally get the two items and put them in the cart.

The dream shifts where I'm watching some people inside of a lab class, and one person seems to have a huge ass eye dropper that's probably the length from the tip of his fingers all the way to his wrists. For some weird reason, I would use that as an excuse if someone asked me why I have such a big eye dropper myself.

The guy with the eye dropper looked like your classic southern Caucasian male, he wore a red mixed with some dark color striped dress shirt where the stripes were going horizontally and vertically. He had a light gray shirt underneath this opened dress shirt, and his hair is messed up.

It's short and curly hair, and it look like it's regular brown hair, or dirty blonde hair. His visage obviously slows he's a bit chubby, and this is sort of augmenting him to look like a Larry the Cable Guy or Hardcore Hillbilly Truck Driver. He's talking with some people that I can't recall at all, and it seems he and the rest of the people are waiting for the experiment to start.

The dream shifts back, and I now have the Huge Eyedropper in my hand again, but no signs of the Riding Crop (I don't really need to whip myself, so makes sense).

I take a closer look at the eye dropper, and noticed the transparent tubing is way wider than it was when I first bought it. I could make a ring with my index finger and thumb, and that's the width of it. I also see there's anal beads, and each individual bead has a different color ranging from green, orange, and purple.

I assumed that you could pull out the black squeezing material for the huge eye dropper and use it on someone, but I didn't. I went to the bathroom with it, and the rest is history.........................

Actually, I don't know what I'm going to do with that, but I sure hope that it's at least a female and not myself I'm using it on.

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10.05.2012

White Horse Rolling in Shallow Water (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a fairly big white horse, very majestic and beautiful, that ends up resting on its side on shallow pool of water that looks like a fountain as well. It has long and pretty white hair, and it seems to be trying to get up, and it looks awkward seeing the whole thing happen.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.05.2012

Smelling Food and Almost Tasting It!!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm riding a bicycle fairly quickly on what seems to be a freeway. Most of the area consists of a lot of green trees passing by, and several gray roads with yellow dashed lines between them. There's another road branching off to some different area, and the whole path seems that it'll make it curved.

I end up going anyway, and the large green sign you see in traffic says something about. "Farmville" (looool, weird name to have that reminds me of the game on Facebook).

I really get lost and try to find any paths to take me back to the freeway to get to my apartment I'm assuming that I'm going to. I stop, forget about the bicycle completely, and walk around this random area. There's a red sign with white text that says "AMT" or something of the sort.

Then I go up to some wooden white gates that seems to be the entrance to get into some restaurant that has the format similar to "Denny's" in waking life.

It has some fairly racial content on the gates, and I think it was stating something along the lines of,

"Black Women Before they were Oscrzd"

I'm assuming the "Oscrzd" was a horrible abbreviation for "ostracized." I felt afraid going inside of this area, especially if it had weird text on the gates hinting it could be a racist restaurant. I go in anyway, and I see some Black people anyway, so maybe it's just my mind trolling on me. I'm on a deck that's covered by some shade, and there's round tables with white cloth on top and chairs organized neatly.

There's some food on the table, and I look at it, and I get a BURST of all these wonderful smells! DAMN IT, I could presume that my tongue was watering in the dream, because it's smells soooo good that I could literally almost taste what was there.

I saw Peace Cobbler or Apple Pie, and mostly just other dessert type of stuff. There wasn't anyone around outside here except for one random Black person wearing a swamp-ish green shirt and probably gray shorts eating something at a table.

I look around, and feel tempted to just take a bite of the stuff on the empty tables, but choose not to. I looked inside, and noticed there are more people eating, though it's barely noticeable. The wonderful smell of food was too overwhelming to me, and I forget what happens next.

I finally made it into space! Even though I had no idea how to handle myself once I got there, the fact that I flew up there was a huge milestone. Before this, stable flight had been a bit elusive for me. Big step forward!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #20: The Unprepared Astronaut

I'm a graduating senior in college, following around a guy who seems to think we're close friends. I feel pretty guilty because I have no memory of him at all. I'm accompanying him so he can say his post-college goodbyes to his girlfriend. We meet her outside of a dormitory, and I recognize her as a girl that I know from high school. I recognize how weird this is and quickly find myself lucid.

Both of the dream characters freeze in place, looking into one another's eyes. I decide to leave the love birds alone while I take another pass at Task of the Month. (In this case, I'm going to be trying to remove my head and replace it with a pumpkin.) I try to will a mirror onto the outer dormitory wall but nothing appears.

I remember how much more dream control success I have when I'm detailed and thorough. I try again, this time imagining an ornate mirror that's been worn by time, the paint on its frame beginning to chip and flake off. This time I get my mirror!

I look into the mirror but it's dirty and cloudy-looking. The reflection looks like a shirtless me but it's very hard to make out any detail. I wipe at the mirror but it just doesn't make any difference. Rather than get hung up here and waste a lucid dream doing glass-cleaning, I decide to spend my time trying out other things.

I leave the grounds of the dormitory and head out onto a quiet, empty street. The morning feels chilly and the city is covered with a blanket of fog. I wonder what this fog looks like from above, so I decide to try flying above it. This time, I focus on the little details. The chill of humid air against my fingertips. The breeze flowing past my hair and tickling my scalp. Concentrating on these sensations leaves me no time for doubt and I smoothly rise up into the fog.

The fog swallows me whole as I rise. I wonder how long it will take me to pierce it. I feel myself going faster and faster and soon I'm rocketing up through the atmosphere. The fog never seems to end and I feel like I must be high above the Earth.

Suddenly I break through into blackness. I stop rising, my momentum suddenly gone. I'm in the blackness of space and the fog is now a floor below me. I realize that it isn't just the city that was covered in fog -- it's the entire planet. I am able to breathe but I somehow can't keep myself from doing so in these desperate, shallow gasps.

My flight abilities have stopped working and my arms and legs flail helplessly. I will myself a pair of rocket shoes but I get confused trying to work the lever that turns them on. I start losing my cool and my breathing becomes even gaspier until I wake up.

Well, I did just as the title tells. I was sprinting down the street with a big, metal sledgehammer. I chased everyone there, broke into houses and stores and chased the people in there too. Everyone had to evacuate the whole town.
I woke up after my dog turned into a human with a bigger sledgehammer and chased the evacuated citizens. Crazy night

I remember traveling down a river at night. There wasn't much light at all other than a few random purple floating jellyfish. I also remember talking to E about how she was feeling. I think she was complaining about something. We entered some place that looked like a class room, and stuff was everywhere. I had no idea where to sit. I also remember something about something describing some idea by placing their fingers on a piece of paper and contorting them like ninjutsu hand seals.

College Medley (4:06)

On a college forum, one of the residential houses has posted something that they shouldn't have. One of the house members has edited the post to add a lot of his own text, in red font, pointing out why it was a stupid decision to post this online. I can empathize with his frustration--it's hard to stop a hundred different people from doing something stupid.

We're not sure who will be teaching our math class. Suddenly someone offers to call a professor he knows. I recognize the name--it's one of my old physics professors. He was . . . not very formal . . . when it came to math, so I'm worried at the prospect of taking a math class with him. I try to communicate this to a nearby classmate of mine, but then I realize that that classmate might not have been in physics with me. Oops.

This classmate and I take turns driving each other around. We listen to classical music while I'm driving, but when it's his turn, I can't find anything but pop on the radio. I've no idea how to make a good soundtrack with such music, so I decide to stop fiddling with the radio. Then we see a truck careening around a corner ahead of us, passing us to go back the way we came. That must be the professor arriving. We should head back.

As I'm getting out of the car, I see to my shock that there's a crocodile lying across the path in front of the car. It's too late to jump back inside, because the crocodile charges! Yes, it's as fast as I've always been warned that they are. Desperately, I try to fend it off with a chair. Eventually I scare it off by singing very loudly. I continue singing as I run down the path towards the house, knowing that the crocodile could return for another attack at any moment. Sure enough, it does.

Board Game Foul (7:07)

In excitement, I accidentally bump the game board, and pieces go sliding everywhere. Dang it, that's such a board game foul! Except somehow magically they stayed in their original configuration, they just slid off of the board. Phew. Okay, so now I just have to move them carefully back onto the board. We start giving the pieces vocal commands, and they go back to the board as if marching in formation, turning together and doing about-faces and everything. When the last piece gets back into position, though, I don't recognize the configuration. Is that really what the board looked like? Now the pieces are actual, life-size people, and I'm standing on the ground with them. Part of the configuration involves people crouched on all fours, each one with another person standing straddling them. I shout that I don't recognize the scenario, and a man shouts back that that's because we haven't played this one yet! Before I can reply, we're under attack, and everyone is moving. A woman dressed in furs brandishes a sword at me, and I figure that I'd better fight back.

Feces (7:07)

[This is my second dream about poop in recent memory. What the heck?]

Our pet dog is about to start defecating in the yard, so I'm trying to force her out through the gate to the other side of the wooden picket fence. The trouble is that I'm about to start defecating, too, and I don't know how much other poop is already lying in the yard. I could step on it at any moment, so I need to watch the ground, but I also need to focus on getting the dog out of the yard. It's an impossible situation, and gross. I wake up, sort of.

Notification of Acceptance (7:07)

I've been playing a handheld game, but the battery's almost dead. I save quickly, then shut down. The computer asks if I'm sure I want to turn it off, giving a list of files that will be deleted. Since I just saved them, I think it's safe to continue shutting down, so I do. Then I plug it in and turn it back on to check whether the files are still there. When I check in the game save location, I find an old version of the files--the most recent one wasn't saved! Then I check the other location, and the new version isn't there, either! Oh, no! Then I enter some kind of computer recovery mode, and I find a bunch of swap files (or whatever) that the text editor uses while it's in use. Some of them contain almost-up-to-date versions of the files, thank goodness.

Later, my orchestra conductor is walking around the dorm, notifying people personally that they've been accepted to the orchestra. I watch as she knocks on one door and it is opened by a pair of boys who look like they're about seven years old. The boys tell her about how they're in the middle of taking a practice SAT right now, but they don't look like they're in a big hurry. How did they get into this university at that age, and without taking the SAT? I peer into the room, and I see the practice SAT on the TV screen. It's a sort of video game. The current question has something to do with baseball, and there's a timer counting down from about two and a half minutes. I hope they don't lose the game because of this interruption. Then my alarm wakes me up, which makes me happy. No wonder both save files disappeared, and no wonder those kids were so young.

Frags:

• An old woman points out that my mother couldn't have been a cat, because then I'd be a kitten, and I'm not a kitten. Her observation has more to do with my age than my species.
• I'm watching a TV show. I notice that many (probably half) of the people in the current scene are naked. I'm glad that, here at least, the TV industry has gotten over its insistence on censoring nudity.

what a great dream. i decided to fire up a hookah in the house and my mom didnt like that in the house so she told me go outsdie cuz it was making her lungs hurtl i did and found a jazz concert that i raelly likes. i ggot introduced to mmusic and loved it. i sat in the audience behind someeone who i gave money to. hayley i knew whas there but was not with me at that moemtn. instead i sat with patrick. The concer began and around intermission she finally she suprised me from behind and kised me and sat on my lap. i held her nice anice and close iti fellt really good. we watched a concert in the sky high up in the seats. i watched cars pass through the clouds and the san fransisco bridge coupled with the mountains in seattle. it all blended together as the music and lights cast out everywhere. im not sure how the concert ended but it was really a great dream. wish i had been lucid for it but nonetheless it was awesome.

12:00 AM - 6:00 AM


All I remember is my basement.

12:00 - 6:00


I remember being at school in robotics club. I remember a few people, such as Jy, Br, and Lz. I also remember my phone.

Dreamed: 5.10.2012, Written: 5.10.2012

I woke up about four times in the morning, each time I remembered a few fragments, the last time I remembered a bit more and decided to wake up.

I'm in my kitchen talking to my sister and mom, there's a window in the kitchen which allows you to see if someone is going towards the house door, as I talked with my mom, she asked "Who is that outside?", it was dark and I couldn't see who it was, he was rushing towards the door so that made me afraid, he then just opened the door rushing in so I was certain that this was a burglary, I then put my hands up to increase my chances of not getting shot, he goes into the kitchen slowly and also puts his hands up with a confused expression on his face, he looked Korean.
He then rushed to a soup bowl that was on the kitchen table, he ate a spoon and then rushed to another location in the first floor of the house, I thought that he might not even have a weapon, that he's just hungry.
So I said "You could take the whole bowl, if you'd like", he then came back carefully and took it, he looked more intimidating now, he then went to the wall near my living room couch and stuck a weird silver contraption on it, it might have been a bomb, he pulled out a decent sized lighter like tool, he was about to blow the "bomb" up, probably.
That's more or less it.

Last night, I meditated for the first time in ages! It left me feeling great, although I was interrupted my my friend phoning me! Anyway, when I went to bed, I had some very strange dreams. Unfortunately, I can't remember most of them - I need to remember to write them all down!!! But what I do remember is that I kept getting "messages", I think from people, reminding me that I had just meditated. My dreams were very vivid, and I had what felt like an incredibly deep sleep. The weird thing is, I went to bed at 11:00pm, had this incredibly deep sleep, and woke up at 12:30am feeling completely refreshed! That's the first time I've woken up like that in a long time! I think I may have had a lucid too, although I can't remember it.

1) I was at Ryan.B's party that in RL is due for this saturday. I gave his Mum money for alcohol in RL for a bottle of strongbow. In the dream I gave her the money for one bottle and asked if I could pay her back for a second, which was fine. It was nice weather - about 5pm, sunny with a few clouds. I also asked Amy to buy me a draw of cannabis. When Ryan's Mum came back, she'd bought me just two cans of cider, which were very posh and about 13% each?! I was really confused, and compared the percentage to wine. It cost £15, i was only planning to spend £3.50!! I was a bit annoyed but not too bothered. Amy came over to me with the draw, and it was in a regular plastic clingfilm bag with a HUGE amount of weed in it for £10. I was very confused and on closer investigation, realized it was some sort of plastic model of moss. I refused to take it and asked for my money back (although I don't remember giving her any in the first place). I told her that she had to bun me on her weed as I wasn't gonna get messy otherwise and she refused, saying that she had hardly any left. We went into a tent she had set up for some reason, and in it was some sort of bench, with loads of little bits of weed in it. It was like the garlic weed that I had in a previous dream! I moaned at her telling her she had enough for at least 3 joints! The tent was red so the light was very dark inside.

2) I was driving with my Dad, and I dropped him off at Waitrose. I carried on driving, and suddenly realized he wasn't in their to guide me! THIS WAS ILLEGAL! I was on the dual carriageway now and was very very scared, and just wished it was a dream, constantly doing reality checks (that clearly didnt work ). It was a cloudy sky. I was so scared at what my Dad would do, and whether he would notice if I just parked it where I found it. I ended up getting lost, ending up in Staffordshire (a place I didn't know existed, how weird).

QUESTION REALITY

Hello fellow DV members. Thanks for taking the time to look at my Dream Journal. I really enjoy it here and feel the DJ is an excellent and priceless addition to this forum. Being able to share my experiences from my own head with the rest of the world? Awesome. Anyways, we can get right down to business. My goal is to put at least one dream a day into the DJ. Even if it's just fragments of a Non-LD, I will want to record it to keep me motivated to keep moving forward! I have had I'd say 20-30 lucid dreams in my life, and all of them were after a point I followed guides located here at DV. I'm pretty sure it was Puffin's ADA guide that yielded me my first LD. It definitely was a glorious occasion.

So yeah, my dreams posted here are going to be following a certain template that I would try to keep constant. People's names that I don't feel comfortable revealing will be put as variables(A,B,C). They will be posted at the top of the dream with who they are. Also, they will be color coded also color coded in the journal entry itself. I am trying to keep my DJ as user-friendly and maximum readability. I feel that putting time into your DJ can only bring sweet dreams!

Hoping you enjoy reading my dreams and sharing the experience as much as I had experiencing them! Also, I will try to add pictures/diagrams where I see fit. Enjoy~!

QUESTION REALITY

The method I will be using for my LD's will mainly consist of MILD's. I am practicing a combination of tutorials I have read out there and found out what has worked for me in the past. Basically, I have 3 routines, one for the morning, one for daytime, and lastly, one for the nighttime. Also, If I wake up in the middle of the night I will attempt to do a WBTB always. Maybe even the twitch WBTB where your finger twitches then you just instantly go back into a dream(actually happened to me once and I have to say it was the most powerful LD experience I've ever had). I have yet to re-create it though, and it is on my to-do list.

QUESTION REALITY

See you after my next dream!

I was in some kind of bunker or camp it had 10 lockers and weeping angels(from doctor who they are statues/aliens) where sending people off doing their evil thing. I knew how to defeat them but I couldnt get the door to open we needed in locker number 1 . My husband was the only one who could open it so I said goodluck and of course dont blink. I was sad because i could not go help but I had done it before. I knew there where a lot of statues there and a grand evil one . I was locked arms with 3 other people and went into a kitchen the angels waiting for us. Then after some time 2 faeries flew by one landed in my ear to tell me he had finished his quest the angels disapeared. Then my husband walks into the room and pulls the faery out of my ear...
I woke up
The false memories where intense. I really felt like I had defeated the statues before. Another thing is wow my hubby is showing up in my dreams more and more that is awesome.He only dreams about 3 times a year . I know it was not a shared dream I woke up telling him the angels where trying to kill him , thankfully he watches doctor who too or he would have thought i was nuts. No other doctor who characters where in my dream not even the tardis

I was riding this kid in my school's mini bike (I've never even hung out with the kid and i doubt he has one) and it kept switching gears randomly. I put it in park and it shot to 2nd gear and then changed to stick (I don't know it's what I have down in my physical journal) I drove it out of the woods with a kid on my back and we had to jump over the little dip thing in the ground. I met up with a bunch of 14 year olds (i'm 16) that go to the snowboarding mountain/hill that I do. Joe comes walking out of the woods saying that his dad is gonna kill him because he crashed it earlier thats why its doing that.

I was using the OOBE research centers technique. I set an alarm 6 hours after I went to bed which was 6 o'clock. got up went to the bathroom got a drink and went back to bed. After a couple hours I woke up and proceeded to try to seperare immediately which failed so I did observing images, rotation, and rubbing hands. 4 cycles none worked so I went back to bed. I woke up an hour or so later and immediately tried to observe images? (don't know why I didn't just try to seperate but either way) I started feeling vibrations then it felt as if someone was lifting me up from my shoulders and dragged my off my bed onto the floor. All the way through this I tried to remain calm. After I was on the floor I opened my eyes and it was very dark. I saw entities? i guess as I looked around (just balls of light flying around near my closet). I got scared, but calmed myself saying this is normal they can't hurt me. I then attempted to turn on the light by "dream power" or whatever you want to call it but i didn't try to use the switch. I was concentrating really hard on this and I woke up. I forgot to do the things to maintain lucidity... I'll hopefully do something exciting next time.

Went to a soccer tourney and banquet with my recent homecoming group and I had to go upstairs to brush my teeth. I went up and put three different kinds of toothpastes on and drooled them all over these two brushes that were on the sink. The toothpaste got stuck in and around my gum and was very hard to spit out. my mom came in the bathroom saying I had backup tables to sit at, because the table with my group was full. My dad said what are you talking about. I woke up