I was doing math, and looking for someone. Trying to catch someone. I feel like I was reading through A Tour of the Calculus, looking at his proof regarding instantaneous velocity. There was much more to the scenario, but I can't hold it in my mind. My sister was there. At the end, we all went to a UWA football game. Grammy, Paw-Paw and a lady that was supposed to be Mrs. Rose but that we called Aunt Betty Jo were already there. We went up to the concession stand, I was gonna get wings and a sprite. Then my alarm woke me up. Woke up for about 20 minutes. Was gonna attempt a WILD, but felt pretty sick, just fell asleep. In this dream, some girl and I were traveling with some lady, was was going to teach us some kind of supernatural skill, I believe. We were in a large hotel, a few floors up, in a city. She leaves, comes back, and I see she has a gun. She pulls it on the girl, telling her to write. I quickly move to the lady, wrest control of the gun from her, point it at her head, and pull the trigger. No round comes out, it just clicks. So we run. We get downstairs, and Rachel over to a little corner store thing, buys a copy of Cosmopolitan, and gets really excited. The girl has become Rachel by this point. Turns out, she had written an article for it. Something about under-appreciated artists, or something of the sort. I remember a picture from the article. A girl was performing some song, I assume, standing on top of a bull, and Rachel was down at the base cheering and looking very excited. At this point, Rachel runs off, and someone else we know, Becca maybe, who we have just run into since coming downstairs, asks me why I always have to steal her thunder, in regards to asking Rachel about her story and taking all the credit as the excited friend, I guess. And I was about to attempt a WILD, as I'm feeling a lot better, but the apartment just woke up.
A rather vague night of dreaming, I didn't have time in the morning to recall so I don't have much. Dream 1: I cut my hair for some reason, the cut was right through the middle and i thought i would look really stupid. After looking in the mirror my hair actually looked really good and stylish. Pity I didn't go lucid :/ Dream 2: Some girl was standing in front of me persistently showing me what she does as reality checks. She was bouncing around and doing something with her hand. To be honest she was annoying me and I just wanted her to go away.
#1 - When Did We Become A Resort? [Non-Lucid] I don't recall too much about this dream, but I do remember that I was with my family staying at some sort of resort, except the setting was actually just our house. There was some woman in a fancy (and shiny, if memory serves) dress doing inspections around the house/resort, so I had to make sure to hide all of the drug-related stuff in my room before she got there so I wouldn't get in trouble. There had been a lot of drug nonsense going on earlier in the parts of the dream I can't really remember, but I do remember a flash of flying a magic carpet through skyscrapers in a downtown area on LSD. Anyway, the lady showed up and did her inspection, and all that really comes back about it was that I had the slightest desire to try to steal the woman's body from her. There was also some comment about how people kept trying to give us these rectangular cheesecake slices for free, claiming that they were "flannel cake", because it was his birthday. After that, I woke up. #2 - My Demon Pals [Non-Lucid] I was walking around my old high school/a wedding that a bunch of people I knew from school were at. Walking around with me were two demon spirits: a skinny, normal-looking guy except for the fact that his face (and especially eyes) just gave off that feeling of evil, and a big, buff guy wearing a fedora and with a cannon for an (at least one) arm. Cannon guy was causing mayhem by shooting cannonballs everywhere, and I was just laughing. There may have been some of my normal friends with me too, but it's hard to remember now. I saw this girl I've known since really early in school, KR, running by me in a wedding dress holding a leash and a long wire for some reason, and I took the wire from her and kept running alongside her. A bunch of other people from the school started running with us and I had the feeling that we were racing each other to this one special location we were all headed towards, just to be like we were carefree kids again like in school. That was fun. However, that image was becoming fainter as it went on, and then I woke up into sleep paralysis. My entire room felt like it was encompassed with a powerful energy, things were constantly pulsing and waving, and my vision was somewhat blurry and distorted, and a bit doubled. There was also a loud white noise that sounded like some kind of demonic language, and occasionally words could be pulled out of it but they didn't have any meaning. I was lying on my back so it was hard to look too far down, but I saw the same skinny demon spirit from the dream standing at the end of my bed, staring at me with those evil eyes. Hey there, specter. I reached out a fantasy arm to him (as my real one was still quite paralyzed), and I felt my imaginary limb twist and bend along with the rest of the energy in the room. The demon just stared at me longer and I tried to give him an "Aw, come on." type of face, but then it all faded away and I was just lying in bed normally. Too bad, I would've liked to see where that could've gone. >w<
BGINFO:I used to like this girl from second grade to sixth grade.Her name was Jaclyn.In fifth grade we had the best time together,and during this time,I had lots of dreams of her.Now in real/present life, ever since we broke up(Mark this:She put ME in the friend zone.), her life has been crappy, everyone in my school complains about her.But I secretly STILL like her. Dream start: I start off in a hallway of what appears to be my first ever school and my elementary school.I was in front of a classroom so I went inside and out of all the people in the room I see standing, facing me was Jaclyn, in a sexy/cute pose.Though she was slightly pale.As soon as I was about to compliment her,the main office call the room looking for me.I walk out of the classroom and appear in the office which hoesntly IM TAKING A BREAK-I WILL FINSH AND ADD SOMEMORE POST LATER
This one is really bugging me. I can't figure out for the life of me whether this is an old dream that has reoccurred or just my brains re-enactment of a movie I saw a long time ago, but it seems so familiar. (and no, it's not I Am Legend) Zombies and Vampires And Mutants, Oh My! Non-Lucid: I had remembered more of this dream when I woke up, but I procrastinated and now only remember some scenes. The earliest I can remember is being in a run down house. It was mid-day, with me were 4 or 5 other people, at least two of them were women. At my side stood Roland Deschain (from the Dark Tower series by Stephen King, if you're familiar with it) or some character like him. Inside this old, abandoned shack we made a plan. You see, recently the town had been overrun with some kind of virus, or mutation. The world had moved on and we were getting ready to go with it. We had a plan now. West of this little dusty rundown shack was a car garage, and west of that was some kind of forge or factory. The gunslinger next to me would run to the car garage and get a car working while the rest of us would run to the factory. and so we did. The factory turned out to be a small industrial building, it sat in the center of a fairly large, empty plane of pavement surrounded by a brown wooden fence that was seeing it's final days. The four or five of us, two women, one white with short blonde hair, the other black also with short hair that was black. The two or three men I fail to remember. The building has large doors on each side favoring the far side of the building, big enough to let a bus enter. Inside it the floor is flat, and on the left it promptly slopes up onto another level the was 2-3 feet higher that ground level. As soon as we enter the little building (about the size of a small hangar if that helps you put it into perspective) the horde of zombie-vampire-mutants arrived. We sealed the doors, short haired blonde was yelling orders. The short but wide dust coated windows, were blocked out from the light by the spider-like creatures. Short haired blonde and the black women are now brandishing machine guns (I couldn't tell you the exact type). The door I was facing was immediately blown open despite the barricades placed. one or two people go down, and we book it back to the car garage where the gunslinger waits for us to get in. I hop in the car, short blonde hair does as well, but the other 2-3 don't make it. The car is dusty, the interior was home to brown leather seats and the rest was black. The windows were almost entirely darkened from the afternoon light as a result of the mutant-zombie-ninja-turtles hugging the crap out of the car. We take off, dream ends. As a side note, I had a dream that I was on Whose Line Is It Anyway, it was fun and a shame I can't remember it.
Updated 07-31-2012 at 06:03 PM by 52385
I had alot of dreams on and off last night and early this morning, because I was sleeping a bit uneasy for some reason. I think it was the light from my laptop, which I ordinarily don't take into the bedroom (but I wanted to watch Linkin Park videos before bed). I'll go into all the non lucid details later, but I wanted to start with the DILD. Most of my dreams occurred in the same room: a kind of mix between my college dorm room, and a hotel room. I had a false awakening, accompanied with some spooky vibrations type sensations (the kind I usually get when something scary is about to happen). Some voice warned me about 2 hell hounds that were about to come get me. I was scared at first, but as soon as I got out of bed, I started to question if this was a dream. Then they appeared: 2 little shih-tzu type dogs, and they just flew through the air and went all rabid on my left hand. I instantly knew this was a dream, based on similar attacks in my previous FAs, and went from scared to just annoyed. I was shaking my left hand really hard, trying to dislodge their teeth from my flesh. When ever I would get one off, the other would fly to my hand and lock on again. After a couple attempts, I was able to pull them both off by their tails, then I grabbed them both by the neck with the same hand until they stopped writhing. I looked at them in the eyes and said "I am going to attempt the basic task now, and you two are going to calm the fuck down." I've handled bigger and stronger demons than this before, so they just went limp in my hand, and shrunk down to the size of kittens. I lay them down softly on the bed and pet their bellies. The evilness had gone and now I was free to do the task. I remembered immediately to drink a potion, since this was my third attempt this month so I guess it was on the forefront of my mind. I looked around quickly, and on the end table next to the bed was what looked like my entire collection of nail polish bottles. I picked one up, willing it to turn into a potion bottle or something, but nothing happened. I thought to myself, "There's no way I'm drinking a bottle of nail polish, even in a dream." I wanted something better, so I was rummaging through the bottles, knocking some over, when I noticed one of the bottles was somewhat bigger than the normal nail polish sized. I picked it up and it was half-full of a liquid that looked just like listerine. Oh well, better than nail polish haha. I went to the mirror and looked at myself, I didn't look like myself at all, more like an extra tan version of a Kardashian sister. I took the lid off the bottle, and hoped my subconscious would make the contents into a potion, and not mouth wash, though I was doubtful. I took a swig, and the flavor was amazing! It tasted like minty white chocolate, and really smooth and creamy. More like, a melted white chocolate ganache. By far the best dream flavor I ever had, it seemed even more intense than a real life flavor, and that's never happened to me before with anything other than visions and sounds. I was hopeful, but still doubtful that it would do anything. Funny how I can be doubtful and it doesn't matter. I stared at my reflection, and I noticed a wound appear on the side of my nose, on my cheek, and on my chin, all on the left side of my face. They looked like little spots that had gotten really chapped and red, with flaky skin. Then something came out of them, and the best way I can describe this, is that it was kind of like an anti-tattoo. Instead of an ink-colored pattern, it was white, and it began to spread from each of the wounds, decorating my entire face. The design looked like tiny little white thorny vines, coiling around every square inch of my face, with little white roses, and white leaves, until my face was half tanned skin and half thorny vine tattoo. It was really kinda cool looking! It didn't spread beyond my face, so I guess it was done. So I got up and went to the door, hoping that I would stay in the dream long enough to do the advanced task! I got greedy. I went out the door, and the door just across the hall had just opened, and people were filing out. These people looked like they had just finished rehearsing a play or opera, because they were decked out in renaissance costumes. I eyed the group, hoping to find one that could actually be an alien (forgetting completely that it wouldn't have counted as the advanced TOTM because I was still on earth). Then a guy that looked like the lead role, dressed to the nines in a royal blue nobleman costume, made eye contact with me. Loooong, super sexy eye contact. He looked like he recognized me. I just batted my eyelashes and flashed my best smile, and he continued down the hall. I lost lucidity at that point, and the dream phased into a stupid story about Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise's divorce.
Dream Start: I am in my old apartment.My Dad is telling me " I lost my phone.Can you find it for me?" I replied "Ok." and I appeared on this long road and than to the start of it.I started looking for the phone.I checked Fairfield(Complex next my old apartment.) and move back to where I started. I see his phone and pick it up.I looked at it and it had an app that I have on my iPod open and it was on the settings tab.And in the settings was a persons' name who I never hear of "Andy M******"(I dont remember the rest of the last name but I did see the rest in the dream) I lowered my arm and start walking down the road.All of a sudden,these voice started to appear and I noticed it was my mom and she said "Daniel is going to be mad at us." Dream End.
I've been keeping my guard up since I've started, it's no surprise to me really, I just find it kind of funny that I happen to have toys and action figures as one of my dream signs. It's either toys or cartoon characters that still hold a spot as my dream signs. As for Master Mind's technique, I'm getting better recall, and I'm still seeing the transition from one dream to the next. In fact, I had a bad night the previous night because of heat. But I see another trend starting to form. I always knew it was there but I could never put the two dreams together, the transition would sever them and keep me from ever putting the two dreams together in relation to plot, only bits and pieces would come up, if I was even lucky to have that. So now I got one month to go, and as a reminder to my future self, should I get discouraged if I'm not happy with where I'm at: Set another 2 months and try again! It's summer! You hate Summer! If you get discouraged then just know you'll do better toward the Fall and Winter seasons.
Dream Start: I appear in a place were it looked like an bomb testing site.I was wearing gloves.A girl(Lindsey) is to my right and she is looking about four feet above my head.I look up to see what she was looking at and a bright flash appear blinding my sight and waking me up. Dream End.
Non-Lucid|Lucid|Notes Recently I've been having a lot of dramatic dreams lately, involving the police and my legal status... I'm slightly worried about my state of mind... I am in my neighbor's backyard at dusk. My hands are covered in blood. I'm hastily putting on an interesting contraption, similar to a backpack, but my hands keep slipping. I wipe them on my ripped jeans and continue strapping this abnormal invention onto my back. I finish, just as the police pull up to the front of the house, and push off the ground. This must've been a pretty shitty jet pack, as it lifted me more like a hot air balloon than something powered by gasoline. I pass this off as a means of stealth purposes and elevate, slowly, into the night sky. I hear gunshots below me and feel an odd pressure in my left thigh. I've been shot! Usually the replacement of pain for pressure is a prenominal dream sign, but I pass it off as a regular occurrence and keep flying. Hours later, I begin to descent into a vaguely familiar town. I am kindly greeted by Anne Hathaway dressed as Catwoman, who proceeded to shoot me in the face with a taser and drag me off to prison.
Italic Text = Personal Thoughts Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment Purple Text = Lucid Segment I was at a mall, and I was supposed to be shopping with somebody but they ditched me so I was wandering around trying to find something interesting to do. I came across this ice-cream parlour with all kinds of different tubs of ice-cream. I opt for the cookie dough ice-cream and walk away, trying to find my friend. I open up my ice-cream and realise that it wasn't quite filled to the top, and of course this is unacceptable so I go back to the parlour and look around for a tub that's sufficiently filled. Whilst looking around, this woman jumps up on the table and starts chanting something, I can't recall what it was but it was freaky enough to scare everyone else away. I was too intent on finding my ice-cream to care about it too much. I'm searching through all these ice-creams, trying out all the different flavours as I went. I was quite fond of the orange-vanilla flavoured pink icecream, with a layer of chocolate marshmallow underneath. The vividness of flavour for a non-lucid was pretty impressive. At one point, I suddenly just enter a low level of lucidity and know I'm dreaming, but I'm still too involved in the dream. The woman who was chanting begins screaming "My boobs are going to explode into the ice-cream tubs!" and this causes the remainder of the people to run away and I'm just standing here eating my ice-cream. She starts laughing as her boyfriend comes in and they celebrate that they've successfully scared everyone away and now they can freely steal the remaining ice-cream without being caught. It starts getting really weird. I walk up to the two people and, being enthralled that everything is a creation of my imagination and still being in a low level of lucidity, I start feeling their hair and being amazed at how realistic the sensations were. They don't seem to care that I'm randomly brushing my hand through their hair, they don't even acknowledge my presence. Soon enough they just start having sex, right there in the ice-cream parlour. I go to walk out of the shop, when I'm stopped by this man wearing a "Manager" badge. He yells at us, and we're all teleported out of the shop. Thankfully, the people who started having sex were now fully dressed. I'm somewhat angry at them for getting me teleported out when I did nothing wrong, so I levitate them into the air and try to throw them forward, but when I look up after levitating them, they had disappeared! I flew up to look for them, figuring they had just gone over this hill, but they were nowhere to be found. For some reason at this point my consciousness has a bump, and I want to try recalling waking memories. As soon as I start trying to recall, the dream fades and I wake up.
I'm not too aware of my surroundings. They seem to be a large concrete island with some alien constructs on them - think forerunner designs (halo). I'm in a mechanical hardsuit that looks like a crab. As I walk along near the water's edge, two men come over and start to attack me. They're both in cartoony greek dress and I somehow know that one is zeus. The other one is a god, but I have no idea which one. As they charge at me I 'pause' and turn on god mode. We fight for a long time, toe to robo-toe, and plunge into the dark water. As I move the suit to surface, I see Zeus aiming a huge barrel at me. He fires, and a harpoon pierces through the suit and through my left kidney area. Nonetheless, I burst out of the surface and face them. They ask me incredulously how I survived, but I don't tell them about the god mode.
Anyway, I dreamed that DV was being sued. Apparently a renowned author of dreaming books had been working on a lucid dreaming book for decades (NOT LeBerge), and wanted to interview some staff from DV. I think I remember he had set up a an irc chat time for 8pm the following day or something. Then suddenly that evening, there was a panic, because me and 2 other staff members who were supposed to be in the interview, got PMs from this author, saying he was calling a last minute emergency meeting at 2am. I remember Danny was there, and I was freaking out. I asked him, "Don't we have to get up at 5am tomorrow for work?" And he said "No, no we're both off. And I have to stay up all night because I work a night shift tomorrow night anyway, so I'll stay up with you for this meeting." <3 Somehow, a guy I worked with at Whole Foods years ago, Chuck the candy maker, knew the reason for this last minute meeting, when no one else seemed to know. Chuck said that the author flipped out when he saw that on DV, we were using terms like DEILD and DILD etc, which he claimed he came up with. So since DV is now a profitable site, he felt he should be getting money for everytime someone used the term. And as a result, DV was being sued for it. I was like ffffffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu what do I do???? The first thing I thought of, was making sure what ever happened at this meeting, it got recorded. And now, magically, it wasn't and irc meeting but a real life one. I don't remember who the other staff members were, but I remember that I decided to bring my laptop, and I was going to log on to skype before the meeting, call RareCola, and have him listen in on the meeting and record it. Since I didn't have a lawyer at the moment, that was all I could think of to help cover our asses. Then it finally dawned on me to contact Alex. But I was having endless device failure with my laptop. Also, my son kept bugging me the whole time, disrupting my concentration. Then it got extra weird. I said things to him that I would never say in real life. I told him if he was going to act like a dog, he needed to go outside and run around. So he did, but 2 minutes later, he was meowing at the door. Literally, meowing. So I went outside to lecture him. He was no longer 8 going on 9, he was magically 15 years old, tall, with dark wavy hair and glasses. He looked like RareCola lol. I told him that since he's 15, he could be spending his time learning to drive, running around town, having sex. O_O And he said "Mom, mom.. I'll do whatever you say just don't talk about sex." Then suddenly I thought it was weird that he was suddenly now the same age as Danny's daughter, who was currently in driver's ed. Then Chris started naming of all her friends that he's like to screw. Then his face started to morph and I woke up. Soooooooooo relieved that DV wasn't being sued So one bizarre thing, Chris was meowing today in real life. And he's never done that before, usually he barks. And I didn't tell him about the dream at all.
I was with my mom as she was cleaning out an old cupbard. She scoots out this very large jar. It's filled with this clear liquid that looks like water. I ask her what it is. She has a funny look on her face like she's not sure if she should tell me. Then finally she starts telling me how in the 50's they had invented this anti gravity liquid, but it wasn't very well known, and it was soon banned and made very illegal. But here she still had jar that held about 5 gallons. I asked her if I could try it. She finally agreed, if I was careful. I poured about a quart's worth in a gallon ziplock bag. I rolled up the end and held it against me. I jumped to test it out. Since I didn't have too much, I still was experiencing gravity, but to a lesser degree. I jumped a few more times testing how much gravity I was experiencing. I then ran at the wall and ran up it a few steps then flipped over into a back flip. It felt so awesome. I suddenly felt so happy. I was finally going to be able to do things I had never been able to do before. I did the jump flip several more times. I wondered if this would help me to be able to learn how to do them when I didn't have the liquid with me. I felt it would since I now knew how these flips felt and that I had the confidence of having completed some. I went back to my mom and told her how wonderful this stuff was. I couldn't believe that this stuff had been invented and that no one was using it. I begged her to let me take at least this bag with me. I could tell she was reluctant. But then I threw out, "But Mom, just think, I will never get stuck in a slot canyon again. I will be able to more safely climb....anything. Think of how this would help me out." I knew she was so worried about how illegal this stuff was. But I asked her, "Who in the world would be looking in my backpack for that? No one would ever know. Pleeease..." I think I woke up before I ever got a real answer from my mom.
Dream One(Fragment): I was in a tangle of bodies. I think they were Band aids from Almost Famous. WE were just laying down and singing Pendulum songs, lol. Dream Two: I'm with My bff Ambies. She's eating cup cakes with yellow and green frosting. Sudden;y she starts acting funny and I think she's been brainwashed by these cupcakes. I wish that where ever the cupcakes were made was destroyed to that no one else could get brain washed. I see it happen on a nearby tv, a cupcake factory blowing up. Ambies gets up and leaves, and then I take the wrappers and the left over cup cake and start to throw it away. Then I think better of it and instead glob the frosting off the remaining cupcake and use it to write a message on a tray. I can't remember what the message said, but it was for my mom so she'd know to reverse engineer whatever was in the cupcakes and find a cure for Ambies. Suddenly the house goes dark and the tv starts flickering. I go into the living room to find the tv isn't even on. The flicker is coming from flashlights out the window. A group of guys in suits like Agents from the Matrix burst through the door. One of then starts walking lazy circles around me and talking to me about my involvement in blowing up the cupcake factory. He wants to know where the cupcakes are and I tell hi I don't know. He tells me they can't find a cure for Ambies without the cupcakes. I finally decide to just let him have the frosting and message meant for my mom to look at. My mom suddenly shows up and she's with him. The promise to find a cure for Ambies. I wake up.
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