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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #7: doogogol.com (July 29, 2012)

Our son "E" wanders into our bedroom in the early morning. I'm groggy but I listen to him tell us about how a "big vortex" was in his room. Wife is shocked that he knows the word "vortex". I tell her that I taught him the word -- then realize I had done so in a previous dream that night. I do the nose pinch reality check and I'm lucid.

As I get out of bed, the room starts going dark again, just like in lucid dream #5. I rub my hands together and demand, "Increase lucidity!" but it makes no difference. Soon it is completely dark. I shout, "Increase <expletive> lucidity!". Wife gives me a "That's right!" but it still doesn't work. I'm in total darkness.

I "peel away" the darkness as if it is a curtain but behind it is only more darkness. Out of ideas, I imagine that there's a cliff behind me and I pitch myself backward over it (a suggestion from CosmicIron.)

I'm falling now and I don't have a destination in mind. I am thinking about searching the internet for help, though, and "land" in a web browser. Success! (Sort of.) I try to type "google.com" but it comes out as "doogogol.com". Fortunately, this works, and I wind up back in the bedroom, mid-morning.

I tell Wife that I'm going to go out and fly. I struggle to squeeze myself out of the window, noting that all of the trees in the front yard have moved around. I punch the glass out of the window but it's still too tight of a squeeze. During the struggle, I wake up.

Don't bother reading, doesn't make much sense, just writing it down here.

I was in a shopping center/ museum. I don't remember how or when but I became somewhat lucid. Either way I knew that I could do whatever I wanted without any consequences. After breaking some glass and throwing myself down the stairs a few times I go upstairs to a gift shop area. At this point it becomes really clear and I am more aware that I'm dreaming. I take not of how clear it is. I walk up to the counter and look up close at these little glass things. I walk away and find someone I work with and say to her "I'm SO lucid right now!" (even though I wasn't). Then we found another woman from work who was panicking trying to find something. We tried to help by hastily throwing things off the shelf. That's it.

This time it was Mark Ryan and Ryan harris who were in my house. I remember they had got in a fight last time so i took away the alchohal they had hidden in my cuboard and was planning on hiding it. Then my sister and i think jordan pietro were tryna get high so i made em some lil mini pipie and they wanted a carb but i was like no youl fuck up the mini pipe. then i walked down my hallway and into my room just toking on it. later in the dream i was at cappuchino and i saw like a bunch of people i knew and felt popular. Then i went into the gym and there was like an armada of boats in there my dads included and apparently there was some sort of boat show going on at cap. i began helping my dad clean off the boat and thought id chill in there

I wanted to share this dream from last night, this is what I wrote in my journal at about 6am this morning:

The Ordeal

2 French Vampires, very similar in looks come to live in a big white house with a host of other characters, several working people. One man enjoys playing games- he is a hunter, but enjoys all sorts of games from pinball to card games etc.

The Game-Man steals weapons that are hidden in the house, straight-razors and flint-lock pistols. The Game-Man is bound to the house by work & duty. The Vampires are bound by something else- their cursed nature.

As guests of the house the Vampires are somehow captured within it. If they reveal themselves and their true nature, they could be in danger, so they keep their vampiric nature secret.

Both Vampires have white hair and white skin though one is somehow 'darker'. The darker vampire finds the Game-Man's hidden weapons and uses them to kill the Game-Man. This strengthens the vampire and somehow gives him more freedom. At the same time, it transgresses a law- the hospitality of the house.

As a result of this transgression, a rivalry begins between the two vampires. The 'light' vampire is constrained by his obedience to the hospitality of the house, leaving the darker brother more powerful. The two attempt to kill each other quietly, without raising suspicion amongst the other members of the household, but their attempts to kill each other are futile- they are immortal and cannot die by straight-razor cuts. They cut each others' throats, but it is pointless since neither of them breathe.

As other members are gradually drawn into this feud, the entire house becomes tied up in a bloody conflict of futile betrayal.

Finally, the darker brother is able to escape the house- I'm not sure if it is because he has become more powerful, or because he is so despised that he is forced to leave. He leaves the house in the middle of the day, it is sunny, but it is raining. He flees across a courtyard toward a cathedral, discarding his black dustcoat in the meantime and feeling the sun on his skin. He is purified by the sun/rain.

He enters the cathedral to find all the members of the house waiting to meet him. There is an uneasy truce between the vampires.

We realise that this is all a film- there are light stands and bounce boards surrounding the 'cast' and a behind-the-scenes discussion begins amongst them. In the course of this discussion, we find out that in the beginning of the story, the dark vampire had been 'in love' with a sea serpent, and the film is called The Ordeal.

Then I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was in some kind of large, darker beige-colored, dorm-like room, (it looked like the yellow color you'd associate with aging paper or paint) trying to locate my bed. There were a lot of beds in the room. I walked around until I saw mine, denoted by a name tag, and I approached it.

The area looked comfortable; it felt cozy and and homey. It was a little messy, but that contributed to the coziness. My bed area was located with my friends Caitlin and Katie, though they weren't there (I was actually completely alone in the dorm). The beds were moved to kind of be in a circle, and mine was across from Caitlin's and Katie's beds. I wondered if they'd keep me up all the time talking.

Then, there was a bar. It was dark and the surfaces were wooden. It was like a video recording that kept showing/recording clips of a woman singing. It would show her at different angles and at different parts of the bar.

Then, someone, a guy I think, was talking to me about talking to the owner of all the Subway restaurants in my area on the phone about his work schedule. The owner said to him
"Saturday, yes. Friday, we'll see."
He was referring to when he would be able to schedule him according to his availability. Apparently, the person I was talking to wanted to work weekends.

Then, I was laying in the bottom of a bunk bed, topless...something about my nipples?

Then I woke up with a Radiohead song in my head, something from their album "The Bends". I kept hearing Thom Yorke sing the word "geometry", though I'm pretty sure there's not a song on that album with the word "geometry" in it.

This happens to me sometimes, where I'll wake up with a song in my head that sounds like a song I know, but some of the words are weird. This has actually happened when I've DEILDed; I'll be waking from a dream and I won't move, and if I do it correctly, I'll feel the SP tingles, see crazy hypnogogia, and I'll hear vivid music, sometimes with lyrics, sometimes just instrumental. It's so vivid, in fact, that I'll think it's playing in waking life and that I need to turn it down so it doesn't leak into my dreams, but then I remember that it's in my head. The music then fades as I enter the dream. A little off-topic, but maybe those two phenomena are related? It seems likely that they are.

I was hanging out with a old Japanese lady in japan. I was suppose to be in this area because I didn't appear to be homeless so it was not safe for me. This homeless guy seemed to attack me but later I was told that he was just trying to sell me a knife and he scares everyone. I got on a train and call allot of people I know telling them the bad news. I called people I haven't thought of in years and my parents.

I was at some bar or party. This lady came up to me saying that her daughter is sorry about something. Her daughter came up and said thanks mom like she was embarrassed about something. I felt like I was in a awkward spot so I tried to avoid them for the rest of the party.

[COLOR="royalblue"]Non-Aware (Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="blue"]Partially Aware (Lucid Dream)[/COLOR] - [COLOR="navy"]Fully Aware and Vivid (Astral Projection(OOBE)[/COLOR]

On this attempt I got some new strange sensations. I started by doing the image streaming to calm down my thoughts, then I reach the meditative state I have always been curious about. How does it feel to not think anything?
I had always imagined that it would be like sleeping lightly and your not really aware but not sleeping either.
But it was more like "I have been thinking for so long that I don't even want to think anymore":lol:
Then I started to feel a drumming in my head, and first I thought it was my pulse, but I hoped it wasn't because it was very fast and if it was my pulse I would have a heart attack. With each drumming I felt my head get warmer and warmer and it felt like a really high fever. In some weird way I sent those sensations from my head down to my legs, and I felt my legs getting petrified! I felt heavy vibrations and imagined twitches.
Then everything calmed down and I felt that my neck was soar for being still for so long. I tried to resist to move it with all my power, but I had to give up it started to hurt... I looked at my alarm clock and thought it wasn't true, I had only lay there for 40 minutes... Usually I fall asleep, but not this time ... I stayed up for one hour and then went back to bed.

[COLOR="royalblue"]I were in a computer room in some school. We did a project about African organizations. I thought it was boring so I started the League of Legends game and gamed instead. But it was to laggy on my computer and I remember that I was annoyed that some other student had a better computer because if i had it, it would work.
I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair and my mirror image was incredibly real. I am still surprised...
When I went back to my chair and started working a hot female teacher leaned over me behind my back and she looked at me upside down and laughed. Then she says "Your cute" and kisses my cheek. She then walk around the classroom helping the other students and I also remember that she yelled on some guy because he was playing games on the computer. Then she went back to my chair and do the same leaning over as last time and give me soft kiss on the mouth!

In shock I wake up, but I am not in my bed. I am on a bench on the street! I look around me and notice that something is wrong and then notice that there is no color! [/COLOR][COLOR="blue"]I get more aware and realize it is a dream. I also remember that it didn't felt completely dream like. It was more a vivid daydream but still a little more vivid than that.
I see my two friends David and Andriano, I told them to watch me fly for fun. I get less aware because of talking to them and then jump into the air and remember from my old lucid dreams that if I lean forward in the air I will accelerate forward. [/COLOR] [COLOR="royalblue"]Then I lost my lucidity.... because of no stabilization or deepening. I remember that I flew around the city and then smash into some girl and I hear an Iphone with some hip hop alarm tone, and I have a false awakening.

I wake up 07:16 and recorded my dream and then fell back to sleep.

I was playing tennis against some children and got completely crushed. Even though I know real tennis scores, I lost with some weird number 64-46. I remember that when I tried to serve, the racket was so heavy to pull down that I always missed the ball. Then when I raise the racket it suddenly starts to pull me up and I start flying. I look over a stone wall and wondered what's there and I see that I am at the top of a cliff and look out over the ocean, I considered flying over it, but I didn't had the guts. Instead I flew over some swamp that were near the tennis court. And all the other people beneath me were amazed of seeing me flying.

I then had some dream of a birthday party where I hugged some old lady, like I would hug an old friend but she fell and we did a somersault and I was afraid that I had killed her. :shock: [/COLOR]

I think I may have been able to accomplish something last night, even if it was very little compared to the eventual goal.

I dreamt I was at a party in the woods. I was at my grandmothers house I believe. But instead of there being a road behind us like in reality, there is a dense forest with paths. At this party there is tiny plastic cups. Like those at an overpriced function for a band or an art show. My regular friends are there but there is also a young man from my high school and his girlfriend (or escort) that I recently saw at the bar I work at. (This is the first thing I noticed in my dream as abnormal.) "What is he doing at my grandmother's house?" I thought to myself. So, I walked away. (This was the first time in the night that I walked away from the party realizing it was not real, but this first time I am not sure it was by pure choice or just another part of my dream.)
Anyways, I pop right back into the party. I don't know how i get here, but here i am. Drinking out of tiny cups, watching a mostly stranger flirt with a complete stranger in the corner of my grandma's house. Matt, my friend, hands my a "special concoction" drink. From what I can remember, and what I wrote down in my dream journal that night, it is a mixture between vanilla vodka, beer, and whisky. (The third ingredient is a little fuzzy to me) but I add a little more vanilla vodka and chug it. My cup seems to get smaller, and once again I know this is a dream. It is at this moment that CHOOSE to get up and walk away from that part and into the woods. Mostly, because I didn't know what else to do. I put choose in caps because it is important to know this is the very first time I have ever chosen to do anything in a dream. The other people in my dream get angry and yell to come back but I continue to walk. Sadly, I can tell that it won't last. I feel fuzzy, translucent may be the best word for it. I pop back in to the part.
Everyone is drunk. Matt is now stealing drinks while no one is looking. I walk from the party again and....
I wake up.


Too bad, but it's is something. I thought I had lost hope. But even this small accomplishment is something to hold on to.

Gravity Ball
I'm outside in a classy city setting that strongly reminds me of Gravity Rush's Hekseville. It's late afternoon. My parents are here celebrating their birthdays/anniversary? I try to jump into the air but am disappointed that I can't gravity shift like Kat. I have a small purple ball (looks like a gem from GR) that, if I leave it alone on a surface, will start bouncing all by itself. I throw this in front of me, thinking that *somebody* (who?) will see me with this and change their mind about me not liking fun things. (Odd sentiment that I don't really remember.) The ball bounces away from me and disappears over a ridge - it's the bed, it's actually disappeared under the bed. I'm mostly awake at this point. I nimbly (lol) leap out of bed, again thinking how impressed the mysterious third party must be, and feel around under the bed for the ball. No dice. I figure that since the ball attaches itself to surfaces I'd probably be able to feel it bouncing if it attached to a sheet or something, but I don't feel anything.

Job Application/Vampires and Guns
Outside Newbury Comics, talking to a girl. Originally I was with A. but apparently went off by myself. I go inside the store and start a conversation with the manager; she's pretty friendly and we hit it off. Eventually she says, "You worked at Absolute, right? Ever thought about working here?" (I have a false memory of Absolute being some sort of music-related business.) I say yes, I've always wanted to work at a place like this. She gives me three numbers to call, and after I write them all down she says that if I'm calling to apply for the job, I should only call the third number. I turn to leave and say, "Thank you very much, I'll be in touch!" and she just responds with a disinterested "Yeah," which is a little surprising.

Outside in the parking lot, 2 groups of people are playing some kind of vampire card game against each other. One card I remember is "Solane," a short, pixie-like vampire dressed in a naughty nurse kind of outfit. She is sitting waist deep in a sea of blood and drinking it with a straw. The card strikes me as extremely scandalous, even though the artwork itself (subject matter aside) is tastefully drawn. Anyway, I want to leave but can't while the game is going on, so either I get a card of my own that has a gun or I get an actual gun and point it at the leader, a girl with long blond hair. Her underling (a very big guy but otherwise nondescript) points his own gun at me, yet I feel like I have the advantage.

Fragment
Climbing a snowy mountain i just recently came down from, together with a traveling party that reminds me of Lord of the Rings. I get the sense we're going the wrong way by going up the mountain, yet it's something we have to do for some reason.

Easily my favorite lucid dream. Ironically, began as a lucid nightmare. Very satisfying and got about 10 minutes out of it.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #6: Seaside Escape (July 24, 2012)

Wife and I are walking along a wharf late at night with a man that we believe is our friend. I begin to realize that this man is not who he says he is and I'm growing more and more agitated. Suddenly, Wife screams, "It’s a setup! We’re being ambushed! Run!" and tears off running ahead of me.

I run after her and I hear the footsteps of our pursuers behind me. There are now many of them after us and this has become a full-blown nightmare. I know that the men behind me intend to kill us both.

Wife is running along the wharf ahead of me but she's approaching its end (or at least a bend) that leads straight into the ocean. We have nowhere left to go and I become lucid.

I run forward faster and faster to catch up with her. As my speed increases, I realized that I am soaring a couple of feet above the ground. I catch her under the arms and jumped up into the sky with her, flying several hundred feet into the air. We fly together over the ocean, splashing down far away from the wharf and our pursuers. The sea is choppy but it's a beautiful night. I'm completely unafraid.

I jump several more times until we end up in shallower water by a brightly-lit, festive boardwalk. The water is crowded with swimmers. It’s still night and we swim together through the crowd. I look closely at the faces of these other swimmers as we pass by. Vivid, detailed and varied, often with literally dozens of dream characters in the scene at once. I study them all, enjoying their detail. Most of them look like realistic people but one child has a very large head with an exceptionally large chin and lips. I commit his face to memory because it is so notable. He has curly blonde hair and somewhat pale skin.

We emerge from the water into the boardwalk’s shopping area, which looks very much like a mall food court. This area, too, is bustling with dream characters. I realize that I’ve lost track of Wife now. I feel that she’s safe and has to be nearby. At this point I sense I am at risk of being drawn too much into the "dream plot" and start talking to the characters around me, telling them that I am having a lucid dream.

I stop at a coffee shop. The girl who is the cashier there presides over a display case of poppy seed muffins. I feel bold and pushy so I tell the cashier that "This is my dream and you will do what I say!" Her hands drop to her sides and she looks ahead, suddenly no longer independently animated. I tell her to leave the cash register and walk out into the food court. She does. Some other DCs are watching, seemingly unsure what to make of this. I'm deciding whether to try to turn the cashier into Wife or try to see how many dream characters I can control at once.

A feeling of frailty suddenly sweeps over me and my voice becomes a whisper. Moments later, I'm awake.

This was just a great LD. I was riding high for days from this one.

I woke up on this jungle gym on a play ground. I started to walk on this sandy area while stabilizing the dream. Things got really vivid to the point were I questioned how can waking life be more real then this. The clouds were beautiful. I thought about my goal. I wanted to practice changing the dream scene. I use a technique by drawing a door on a wall and walking through it. Everything went black .

I woke up in a office with papers in my hand. I went along with it and give it to the front desk lady. I thought if this is my dream why is she so mean. I thought about trying to change the dream scene again. I walked up to the exit door and thought when I open this door I will be in japan. I tried this about three times and things appeared the same. I thought maybe I should explore the area I might actually already be in japan. I woke up.

Next time I become lucid I am going to use the picture technique or just fly to where I wanna go. For some reason I think this will work.

8/13/12

I am at some plece I think is a college or mall walking with some DCs I do not know in RL. When we exit I tell them I will catch up with them as I have to use th restroom.

When I get to the restroom I notice my fly has been down and my shorts have been unbuttoned the whole time. I shrug this off as I am not going to see any of the people I have passed again and try to find a stall to use. However every stall I open is disgusting looking.

At this point another woman enters, I tell her how all the stalls are disgusting and how you would think men's rooms would look like this not the lady's rooms.

It is at that moment I think to my self about this being a huge dream sign of mine so I do the nose pinch rc check and become lucid. I try to think of what I want to do but get distracted with changing my appearance in the mirror. I soon wake.

8/14/12

I am walking around a library trying to find a book. I get upset because every time I think I know where I am at in the library and close to the book I am looking for I am lost. I remember saying something about how I never get lost and this always happened in my dreams no matter where I am. This makes me stop and do the nose plug RC.

I get happy I am lucid and deiced to exit the library. I exit into another hallway. I deiced to try to make someone appear whom I always try to make appear. When I call out his name I turn around to him standing up from a chair that was empty before to tell me he was waiting for me to call as he knew I would. I ask him something I do not remember. Then he tells me something about a perfect level of being in the dream and being aware I am dreaming. I tell him that makes no sense since that is what being lucid is. We debate this for a few minutes, he l then tells me to see what he is talking about i have to walk down the hall away from him. I do this and somehow pick up a small dragon companion who is giving my more advice, but I can not remember what.

I soon wake.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #5: The Darkened Clock (July 20, 2012)

I am standing at the foot of my bed in the dark. I look over at the alarm clock to see what time it is but it's gone completely dark. At first I think that there has been a power failure but I soon wonder whether I might be dreaming.

I nose pinch and can breathe through only my left nostril! (More on that later.) Still, this is enough to make me lucid. The room is deeply, oppressively dark and I feel like I'm losing the dream scene. I rub my hands together and although the dream feels more stable, the darkness in the room is deepening.

I rub my hands over my arms again and again and try to say, "Increase lucidity..." But the words only come out in this weak, breathy whisper. I want to make a break for the wall, act boldly like before, but my dream body feels faint and frail.

I go on like this for a good while, just weakening as everything fades and soon I'm awake. I quickly discover the reason that I could only breathe through the left side of my nose during the reality check -- I was sleeping face down with the right side of my face smashed against the pillow!

Fragment 1

I was in a place that resembled a mall. Yet only a few people were walking around. I was here to go into another dimension with some other people. I don't know if it was dream preminision or if I remembered having this dream before, but I saw that the other people and I would come out into a maze sort of place. Yet it was a difficult maze, more of a 'choose your path' kind of deal.

I go up to the help desk of this 'mall', and the guy pointed over in the direction of the 'shop'; that was really just there for jumping worthy people to the other dimensions. Worthy meaning, they know about spirituality and have reached the point in their personal and spiritual development to be ready to take the jump into the other dimension.

Anyways, the 'shop' was in a coldasack of other shops in the mall. I walked up to the 'shop'. I saw other people going into a different store, all the other shops were legit stores. The 'shop' was kept secret of its real purpose. I go in to meet an old man who looks to have been doing this for quite some time. Im not sure if I was in the back of his 'shop' or this was the whole thing, but I was in a house. It was small though, a bit cramped, and had old classy decorations. I talked with him for a bit and he went into his closet and traced his finger down one of the corners that had blue painting tape on it. He told me to stay in the closet while he performs the teleportation. I can't remember what happened after that. Im pretty sure I wasn't teleported with any other people, which would be uncommon. Maybe the memories of already going into another dimension was due to poor structure of the dream and was shown before it's time came.

Fragment 2

I completely forgot the trip into the other dimension. I remember walking along on a journey. A scavenger hunt of sorts, but aimed at learning wisdom from the world. That I was supposed to look at every situation and analyse it. To extract wisdom and meaning from it, to learn from it. For some reason my little brother George was with me. Actually he himself probably just jumped into my dream to see what I was doing.

Anyways, we're walking down a dark road next to a river when we see 4 guys with a big tube, chemicals, and some other items. I decided for George and I that we would nonchalantly watch them, because they looked as if they were going to blow something up. They went down onto a small dock on the river. So we went onto another small dock to watch them.

I had a string or something because I flung it into the water. I think it was a form of fishing. A fish began to tug it hard, so I tugged back, but with only minimal success. My intuition told me to let it pull me so I let the 3/4ft fish carry me away, I could barley set my feet on the ground as quick this thing was going. It lead me straight up to the 4 men. They were Caucasians with bald or had very short hair. I talked to them and found out that they weren't planning to blow anything up. I told them that I was watching them, because I thought they had a bomb. They were actually pretty cool guys. After that I set off further on my journey.

Fragment 3

I don't know at what point my little brother stopped following me, but I came up to a tree that had a Hawaiian hut hanging in the middle of the top. And a ladder built onto the tree. I remember going up there with my spiritual master and all our friends and him finding what his spiritual master left here for him. For my master, it was the conclusion and wrap up of his journey.

Alone, I climbed up the ladder and in the small hut. Getting into it was a bit of a challenge since it was highly unstable due to it being suspended by only a rope. But I got in. There was a circle cover, made of wood, on the floor of the hut. I removed it and found my phone, which my master had taken from me so that I could focus on my journey. On it was a video my master had recorded, a message to me.

He said that I can now teach myself and don't really need his guidance anymore. He also said that he would die. Im not sure if it was by suicide, ascension, or disease. I cried for a moment at that. Then remembered that he would be a spirit and still visit. Though it wouldn't be the same. Usually I try to keep a conservative, Catonian mindset, so when I cry, it's for a good fucking reason.

I didn't watch the entire video and climbed down the tree, pocketing my phone. I walked back down the road I came by.

Fragment 4

I remember passing by the river again, though in the daytime. I saw a group of people training for a swimming contest.

Afterthoughts

This dream leaves the feeling of the End of a great ride. I believe its possible that my spiritual master in real life concocted this dream for me. I feel like I learned a lot of things, had a great experience, and met a lot of great people. But I can't remember anymore of the dream.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I won a shitload of money (1000's) playing craps. My brother was playing next to me. The last point was 4 and I recall winning at least 5 points in a row with max odds at the end. The guy would roll off in some corner then yell the results to us. There was a black woman at the table fighting people over whose chips belonged to who. I put up a divider between us.

Dream 2:

I am in a large classroom that resembled a rocky cave. I help a new girl to her seat then I sit down behind her. Not sure what we are learning.