I am living in a small village and from the surrounding i look like i am in African bush somewhere, long dry grasses and big shady trees, i am part of a tribe and i am just a small kid in this dream, there is a plague going around the village and we beleive the devil is causing people to die by coming for them and infecting them with tumors. My brother returns from hunting, he has some sort of alcohol stuff with him, like a deep red liquid in a clear bottle, he drinks some and then tells me to put my hands out, he pours some of this liquid on my hands and it is red and thick like a treacle, i rub it in my hands which i think in this tribe is a great honour? I then drink from the bottle but then everytime i drink the liquid i feel seep out of my body and back into the bottle, then i know the devil wants me next. One of the other hunters from our tribe we beg to help us, he says "i would if i could but i need a peice of sharp flint for a cutting tool." I smashed the bottle neck off at a slant to create a very sharp tool "ok it will be painful though" he said, so i kept downing the bottle and feeling it seep back into the bottle but eventually i felt drunk. He then pierced my skin with a needle right the way through and began to sew something. Next thing i know i am some form of lion, i go through a portal and there on the other side is a male lion and his two lionesses attack me, beforee i know it i am in the tight grip of his jaws and dying, for some reason it goes back to a checkpoint, this time i jump through the portal knowing what to expect and a sprint off, i am chased by them, one of the lionesses comes up on my side and i grab her head with my powerful jaws and launch her into a barbed wire fence, i kept sprinting, suddenly a pack of my own lionesses pounces onto the other lioness, only the male lion is left, he leaps up a hill and pounces one of my lionesses to the ground, next to some form of truck or lorry. I leap up and i roar loud in his face and he gets scared and runs off. Lion, i turn into a lion after going through some form of wierd portal? A lion with two lionesses attack me and i die, then its like a checkpoint and i am alive again, i sprint off away from the male lion and i end up catching up with my own lionesses, i have 3 of the enemy pack chasing me, i snap one lioness who is closest in my jaws and throw her into barbed wire fence, male lion leaps up a hill pinning down one of my lionesses , i jump up and roar loud in his face, snap onto his neck.
DreamLucidAwake I should probably mention that I used Daydream Awareness again. I don't feel like going into detail about my daydreams anymore though. Draflam War The dream started off with me standing inside the void with Claire. She was talking about the Aranians and Draflams while I was playing with a little ball of light. I think she mentioned something about being a rouge Draflam and the stupid war between two kingdoms. I was too distracted by the floating light to absorb most of the conversation. She saw that I wasn't paying attention and slapped me in the back of the head. I started paying attention and became lucid after realizing that standing inside the void isn't an everyday thing. "Hey! Pay attention!" She yelled at me. "What?" I asked. "We need a dragonborn. You're our secret weapon." She said. "Alright, teleport us to the battlefield." I said. Claire then took the little ball of light away from me. She focused it between her hands and expanded it until we were both sucked into it. I fell onto my back and was staring at a dark cloudy sky. I got up and looked at my surroundings. I was in the middle of a large grassy field next to a hill in the middle. Far in the distance behind me was an army of medieval style soldiers marching towards the field. They were the Aranians. In front of me I could see several groups of men in red robes getting into defensive positions. They were the Draflams. I saw a few of the red guys run behind the hill. "I'll go kill them!" I shouted before turning into a dragon. "No! Wait!" Claire yelled. I kind of ignored her and ran behind the hill with fire in my claws. I stopped when I saw a huge mass of red in front of me. There were like 50 Draflams just standing there. I stared at them for a moment and they stared at me. Then they all pulled out these weird short swords and started charging them with magic. I quickly turned around and started running back towards the hill. They chased after me and started shooting some explosive spells at me. "Holy shit! Claire, kill them!" I screamed. I looked at the top of the hill and saw that Claire was already shooting lightning bolts at them. I realized that this battle was going to be a bloody mess for us if I didn't use my powers. I then remembered that I can summon dragons and that Claire can ride them. I held my one hand out and pointed it at the hill and I pointed the other at the sky. I started thinking about a fire dragon and an ice dragon. "Summon dragons!" I yelled. A red dragon then jumped over the hill and landed in front of me. He breathed fire on the Draflams that were chasing me and started to attack them. When they were all dead, Claire jumped on the dragon and flew towards the other Draflams. I looked up at the sky to see where the other dragon was. I saw a white dragon dive down from the clouds and land in front of me. She waited for me to give her a command. I saw the Aranian army run by me. They had giant fireballs and flaming arrows flying towards them. "Go and help the Aranians. Defend them as much as you can." The dragon nodded and flew above the army. I watched her to see if she would do a good job. A giant fireball flew towards them, but the dragon froze it with her ice breath and smashed it with her tail. To deal with the arrows, she would blow them away by flapping her wings. My attention then switched to a stone fortress on the other side of the hill. I figured that was our main objective. I saw Chris in an Aranian uniform trying to break the door of a tower open. I decided to run over there to help him out. "Why do we need in here?" I asked him. "We need to take out those ballistas so Claire can attack." He said. "Alright, let's do this." I said. We both charged at the door and busted it open. A Draflam tried to stab Chris from behind, but I swiped him with my tail blade. A couple more ran towards us and Chris pulled out his sword and killed them. We climbed up the spiral staircase together and had to fight many more Draflams. We got hurt a few times on the way up, but I don't feel like going into detail. When we reached the top I saw a lot ballistae at the top of the tower shooting at Claire and the fire dragon. I was sick of killing those Draflams and felt like taking them down with one attack. "Chris, duck." I said. "Oh crap." He said before diving onto the floor. I charged a huge amount of electricity in me until I felt like I had enough. I then held out my hands and released a wave of lightning in all directions. When they were all dead Claire flew back towards us with the dragon. Me and Chris jumped off just before the dragon shot a fireball at the tower. I grabbed Chris and flew us down to the ground safely. Claire jumped off of the dragon and landed on one of the fortress walls. "What now?" I asked Chris. "I'll go clear out another tower. You should destroy that gun over there." He said. "Okay." I said. I looked across the field to see some huge turret shooting at the Aranians. I saw a row of tanks on the other side of the field past the turret. I knew that if I could just get in that tank I could destroy the turret. I ran across the field and hoped that the gun wouldn't target me. Of course it still started shooting at me anyways. I used that purple energy thing as a shield without thinking about as I ran across. When the gunner realized he couldn't shoot through my shield he just started shooting the tanks. He managed to blow up all but one tank. I got in the tank and started shooting at turret. It blew up after 3 shots. That's the last thing I remember before walking up. Teaching Dream Control I was talking to a girl over AJAX chat about lucid dreaming. I became lucid pretty early in the conversation, but I can't remember many details. The girl I was talking to was the same one from the Lucid Contract dream. From our chat on AJAX I learned that her name is in fact Molly. When I became lucid I got a little excited and told her that we were both dreaming. She denied it at first, but she then said she did a successful reality check. We started talking even more about our lucid dream and about dream control. I remember that we even started reffering to me as a dream guide. She said something about dream control being impossible for her and I started to argue with her on that. "If it's so easy then why don't you tell me how to do it?" She asked. "I'm not good at explaining things." I said. "I bet that means you can't do it either." "Oh I can do it. Want me to show you?" I asked. "Go ahead and try to prove it Mr. Dream Guide." Challenge accepted. I pushed my chair out of the way and stepped back a few feet. I ran foward and jumped into the computer screen. I ended up teleporting outside of Molly's computer just like I wanted. I scared the crap out of her when I came out of the computer and landed on her. I got up off the ground and laughed at how much fun it was to teleport through a computer. "Is that proof enough for you?" I asked her. "How did you jump out of my computer???" She asked me. "It's called teleportation. You should learn it sometime." I said. "What else can you do?" She asked. "Well I can fly." I said. I took a few steps back and then levitated into the air. I flew around the room for a while. I can't really remember the rest of the dream. Lucid Fragment I was in some half destroyed city that was experiencing a war. I was wearing one of those fancy nano suits from Crysis. I had a pistol and I was running towards someone who had their back to me. I was planning on using a sneak attack. When I got close to him he quickly turned around and fired his shotgun at me. I slowed down time and bent backwards, just barely dodging bullets. I became lucid right after doing that. I knocked the shotgun out of his hands and he ran away. I activated my suit's super speed function and chased him down. When I caught up to him, I jumped into the air, and kicked him in the back of the head. I didn't bother doing anything else to him since he was already knocked out. I ran back to the spot I encountered him and took his shotgun. I saw girl lying under truck with an LMG shooting all of my guys. I got on the ground and started crawling towards her from behind. When I got close enough, I started "firing" my shotgun at her. It must have been out of ammo or something. She noticed me and pulled out a pistol. I jumped on top of her and tried to keep the gun pointed away from me. I eventually got hold of the gun and pointed it at her. I was about to shoot her, but then I decided not to. For some reason it felt too evil to do. She then kicked me in the groin and I woke up. End
I attempted a WILD, but achieved a DILD instead. My current dream goal had been to meet Nietzsche (my favorite philosopher) and have a conversation with him. At this point in my quest, I had become less interested in talking to Nietzsche, and more concerned with completing a dream goal and learning to find or summon someone in a dream. I start off in a non-lucid dream. I am in a house when I hear a name said aloud and know it is the name of my goddess. (Unfortunately, the name now eludes me.) I call her name and start climbing up the side of a cabinet up towards the ceiling. I float up and start to push through the ceiling. I attempt to do this with my eyes open, but it produces very strange sensations and only causes the ceiling to move up a bit like rubber. I close my eyes and it works. I start flying around and become lucid while in flight - a startling and exhilarating experience. I remember my dream goal to meet Nietzsche. Instead of creating a portal like I had previously been trying, or making a magic circle and summoning him like I intended when I went to sleep, I decide to try a different method. First, I call to him loudly, but yelling while I'm flying around somehow doesn't feel right. Also, it is nighttime and I am soaring over houses, so I decide not to disturb my little DC's that might be asleep below me. I also notice that if I concentrate on something else to hard I start to waiver a bit in my flight (which has never happened before). I whisper into the sky "Bring me to Nietzsche." I dip into the roofs of one of the houses, look around, then leave. I do this to another house and find a group of guys balancing on beams in an attic. I leave this house as well. I dip into another house and perch on the top of a post of a large, strange, wooden bunk bed. Each bed contains a little girl asleep in it. The girl in the bottom bunk crawls out of bed and looks up at me. Involuntarily, I turn me mouth and teeth into a monsters mouth full of long, sharp pointed teeth, snarl at her and scare her back into bed. I start to fly away, but am drawn back. I ask the little girl in the top bunk if she knows where Nietzsche is. She sleepily says, no. I crawl down and an older girl, probably their baby sitter, is awake in a chair across form their beds. I ask her the same question. "Yes," she replies. I ask if she knows where he is and if she can take me to him. She answers in the affirmative to both the questions. She leads me out the room, through a series of rooms, through a closet, into another room. Nietzsche is in this room. Sitting next to him is a younger boy who seems to be taking care of him. His hair is disheveled and he has his characteristic mustache, however, he is wearing modern clothes - a red track suit. He is sleeping sitting up in his chair. I walk up, sit across from him and try to rouse him. He is very gruff with me. I ask if he is indeed Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche. "Yes," he answers in a thick German accent, "What of it?" I tell him how it has been my dream goal for sometime to meet him and I have been searching for him for almost two months. "Two months! Humph!" he exclaims. "Is that a long time?" I ask "Well, I suppose it is not so bad," he replies. "Do you have any advice for dreamers?" I ask. "Just...fix the universe!" he says before walking off, and the dream ends.
Blair Noelle and I are with Blair (old friend from New Orleans). Noelle is asking him about his music and album releases. Dream Reading I am reading an article on how to induce nausea with an alarm as an aid to stop smoking. High School Reunion I am being taken to my high school reunion by a Delta Airlines driver who is very unpleasant. I arrive at the reunion, having forgotten that it was supposed to be a black tie affair. I realize I am wearing jeans and a tshirt. I went straight from the airport to the event, so I am hectically trying to find a little black dress and high heels.
I was at some sort of banquet it seemed. I was in a giant, ornate room with lots of long tables set up everywhere. There was food everywhere. But then I looked, and at the end of each table something caught my attention; there was a basket of pot goodies, either little rice krispie square-like contraptions or cookies. This got me excited, and I went around to each table and grabbed as many as I possibly could and shoved them into my pockets. --- I was at some sort of ranch. It seemed to be some sort of field trip. The counsellors were telling us that we were going riding. We were to pick a horse. The horses were randomly spread out, tied up to random fences. As I looked at the horses, I noticed that some were odd colors. I saw a lot of really bright orange ones. I thought it was a little strange but it didn't bother me too much. I was sitting down somewhere and thinking about which horse I should take, and then about tightening its saddle. I then remembered that I didn't have a helmet. I knew I had a helmet back in my cabin but I didn't want to have to go all the way back, and I wasn't sure if I would be allowed to mount and ride over to the cabin to grab it. I also didn't really want to use one of theirs. I spent a good portion of the dream trying to decide what to do. --- I was on some sort of massive playstructure thing. It was like the one at my old school, all wooden, but tens of sizes bigger. I was with someone, and we were playing some sort of game, but it was like being in a video game. I don't remember the goal other than running away from someone. At one point we were at the top part of this playstructure thing, and one of the people we were trying to avoid found us. Me and the other person had no choice but to jump down. We jumped down the platform through some odd opening, and dived into two separate side by side pools. The feeling of flying was awesome, and I was somehow comfortable with the fact that I had just jumped several stories into a shallow pool of water and didn't feel a thing.
Walmart I am at a very large Walmart. There are many cookie samples in the front and I taste all of them. One of them turns out to be a meat cookie and I stop eating it. (This is especially gross for me, since I am a vegetarian.) I walk around and end up in an aisle of many books. I keep walking and the book aisles turn into the Library of Congress. I walk into a further back room of halls full of people wearing black suits. I get the feeling like I am not supposed to me there and leave. Pothole I am in a car full of girls pulling up in front of the same Walmart. There is a guy stuck in this meteor-sized pothole. Volcano A large group of people and I are at a beach with a Volcano. My sister, Melissa, is at the beach dying her hair orange. The volcano starts erupting and I take the orange out of Melissa's hair and put in on mine, then we all run. We are back at a house and I am dying the rest of my hair orange. I look in the mirror and now have short, orange Annie Lenox hair.
One of Noelle's sister (a dream invented sister, not a real one) antagonizes us for being gay, but I tell her off.
a short lucid involving a threesomea Disney-land like teacup ridework dream
Dream: I had a dream that was at least semi lucid. My recall was not great, so I can't really appreciate it. I do remember being in the ocean and having the waves pass over me. I remember thinking that the waves didn't feel as wet as they should have. Later I remember running around through some stores at the shore, and pulling up my shirt and showing everyone my boobs. So typical of my dream self. To be honest this is one of the reasons I don't talk a lot about lucid dreaming to real life people (except those really close to me) because I am afraid they will want to learn more and if I point them to Dreamviews they will find my DJ with all my odd dream habits.
Lucid Dream: I was running around on some docks by the ocean when I suddenly knew I was dreaming. I decided I wanted to do flips off the dock into the ocean and see what that felt like while lucid. So I tried to run to the end of the dock. For some reason the end wouldn't come. I was always about 4 feet from the end. Finally I had to stop running and just take it one step at a time to the end. Then I jumped and flipped. I seemed to go in very slow motion. Slow enough that I could watch the land as it spun upside down around me until I landed in the water. I found that so fascinating that I got out and did it again. This time my flip was faster. It was like the first time my mind really wanted to see and appreciate the motion of the flip. Once it had, it let me do the next one in a more normal speed. But that's all the dream I got. I woke up before I could try anything else. But I woke up happy because this was my first lucid in weeks. I had been stuck in a dry spell.
I took nyquil before bed last night, so it mostly wore off by the time I got to the period of time when I dream. This seemed to work best insuring that I got some good sleep with this cold, but still managed to have some dreams. It just meant making sure that I didn't take any medicine in the afternoon so I could take it right before bed rather than having to wait until the middle of the night, lol. Dream one (fragment): The Nyquil still hadn't worn off yet, so this dream was hard to remember. All I can safely say I remember is someone asking me if Pamela was gay. I don't even know anyone names Pamela, lol. Dream Two: This dream starts out with me laying down on a metal grate like floor. It wasn't a grate with like lots of parallel lines, but rather the kind with intersecting metal lines that form diamond shaped holes. I'm laying in a sleeping bag on this grate, and I'm in a circular room with a lot of other people. In my mind I know it's like 25 people. We're all prisoners of some kind. I'm not sure if it's for crimes or war or kidnapped victims, or what. There's a man with a gun and lots of heavy modern armor, even a helmet and some kind of black goggles and he's walking around the room keeping and eye on us all. He walks around the outside of the room, then the inside of the room, then kneels by my "bed". I feel immediately secure and happy when he stops by me, I feel like I know him very personally, and like he's going to keep me safe not hurt me. He says something to me, but I can't remember what after I woke up, but it made me even happier. Then I see a third person view of a girl and a big shaggy dog. The girl is walking in a white hallway, like the "back doors" hallway in the second Matrix movie. She opens a door, and there's a white table with white chairs in another all white room. She walks in and closes the door. She does something and there's the feeling that she's working some sort of magic. The Dog barks, and jumps THROUGH the door that is looking purple and misty now. The dog comes running back through the door a moment later, with me in tow. Seeing myself throws me for a loop for a moment, and then I'm sucked back inside my dream body looking at this little girl. She tells me to sit down and have some tea at her tea party. I tell her I would love too, but there's someone I'd like to come have tea with us. I'd love to have a date with him, but I can't because of my circumstances. I ask her if I can go back and get him, but she says once I leave the door will close and I can't come back, so I should take a break from being a prisoner and drink some tea before I go back. I sit down and happily drink the tea, thinking this is so much better than trying to sleep on the metal grate floors. After I finish my cup, I say I need to go back before they notice I'm missing. She agrees, and I walk back through the purple door and find myself back on the floor in the sleeping bag as if I never left. The man in armor comes back and kneels. He hisses under his breath so no one can hear that He was worried, I'd disappeared and if I hadn't returned before the next guard came he couldn't have protected me. Then he says something about me being lucky the wardens daughter had come for tea and the shift change was delayed for her safety. I tell him I was having tea with a little girl and her dog, and I wanted to invite him because it would have been a perfect date for us, but I couldn't because the door would close when I left. Then the shift does change, and I fall asleep in the dream. When I "wake up" in the dream I'm in a van, and they are transporting us somewhere. It seems like a book store or library or something. I notice everyone else has a personal guard, and my personal guard is the guy from the first part of the dream. I instantly feel at ease, I know I'm still safe. I notice he's not wearing anything on his head, and he's got blond messy hair about 6-10 inches long. Then a woman in a business suit leans back and hands a packet of papers to my guard. She tells him that I am the most cooperative prisoner, and I don't give them any trouble at all, so for this trip he needs to take those papers somewhere, I didn't need a guard that I would be a "good girl" and stay with the group. He looks uncomfortable with the idea, but he doesn't seem to think he has a choice. He tells me to be careful, and not to do anything to draw any attention or trouble to myself. I nod, and go with the group into the bookstore while he walks down the road in the other direction. Inside the store I walk all the way to the left of the store, hoping to catch a glimpse of him out the window before he disappears down the street. I know I want to talk to him about something, but when ever I'm around him I just feel too content and happy to say much at all. I can't see him, and start to try and figure out what it is I wanted to talk to him about, but then there's a scream and a red line whizzes past me and blows a tiny baseball sized hole in the wall to my right. I turn and the guards and prisoners are going nuts, the prisoners trying to escape and the guards looking for who shot the red laser thing. I turn to help the guards because I don't want them to think I'm trying to run away. I see a man with something under his coat in the crowd. It looks like a water hose nozzle, but he pulls it out and pulls the "trigger" and a red light comes out. I jump instinctively, and the laser passes right below my feet, and blows another hole in the wall. As soon as I land I run and tackle the guy. The guards start to hassle me trying to get me off the innocent civilian, but I shout at them he's the one shooting! The take the thing from him, not believing me at first, then one pulls the trigger and blows some books apart. They believe me now, so they let me stand up but they have my hands cuffed behind my back. Two of them start talking as if I don't exist. "Who's her guard? and Where is he?" "He's delivering paper work for our lady. They said number (12? 14? 8? 9? 16? I can't remember, but one of those numbers, lol.) was a good prisoner and didn't need to be watched as well as the others." "Well someone needs to take her back to be checked out. We can't afford to have injured prisoners." I quietly mutter, "I'm ok, I didn't get hit." The two look at me, and the one shrugs while the other says, "Just go to the back of the store with the other prisoners and behave. We'll inform your guard when he returns so he can take you to the clinic to be sure." I nod, and wander back off to the back of the store where one of the prisoners pushes me into a wall. He starts giving me trouble about being a good two shoes, and how I ruined their chance to escape by bringing the chaos to a quick calm. He starts pulling at my clothes, and I drop to the ground, trying to protect myself the best I can without fighting back and making trouble. I wake up for real here because my daughter climbed into bed with me. I Went back to sleep within five minutes though, thinking about this dream and wondering what it is I wanted to ask the guard. When I fall back asleep, I'm sitting in the middle of the woods. There's a camp fire, and I'm in the same sleeping bag as the previous dream. The guard is sitting to my left by the fire, and there's an old man in a suit and hat to my right. The old man seems really off, like he's not saying anything that's making sense, he's just mumbling, shaking, and rocking back and forth while muttering gibberish. I look to my left at the guard, and ask him, "What'd you do to him?" the blond guard shrugs and says, "He'll be fine. He's the one who brought us here, and we can't have him bringing in the rest of the guards. They wanted you to die at the bookstore, the hitman was there after you, that's why they sent me off and left you unprotected. When you turned their plans upside down and caught the gunman, I had to get you out of there." Suddenly I look at the man who I assume is a cab driver or something of that nature. There's something about his hands, my brain tells me. I look at his hands, they're shaking, and suddenly a check book seems to grow out of them. The I realize, this is a dream! I turn to my "guard" and realize, I'm dreaming, this guard isn't just some random guard I oddly feel comfortable with, it's K! I practically jump through the fire in my rush to hug him. I wrap my arms around him and burry my face in his neck. He puts a hand behind my hair on my neck and holds me close. The I think to ask him why I'm always so happy and comfortable with him in these dreams but I don't recognize him until I know I'm dreaming, but before I can ask, I wake up. Notes about K: So I have a lot of dreams about K, and I figure now is about the best time to clarify what K is in my life, especially since if you read all my dream journals you see that I'm actually married with kids. K isn't anyone I actually know. He's some sort of dream character that started appearing in my dreams about a year ago. I'm not sure if he's a random mind creation, a dream guide, spirit guide, or even another dreamer. The first few dreams he was in I woke up with sleep paralysis, but unlike others experiences, I couldn't move but I was totally comfortable with it. Each time the paralysis lasted less time, and then it progressed to when I see him in dreams I'm generally tired and feel like I didn't sleep at all the whole night, but I am not paralyzed anymore. The fact that this happens ONLY in dreams with him in it seems like a crazy coincidence. Also, while I found these dreams fascinating enough to send them to my best friend, I don't keep track of the dates when I have them or anything. I had 5 of them in the spring of last year, then I didn't have any for a long time. I thought they were over, until I had another earlier this month. I sent it to my friend like usual, and she sends me a message back that this dream I had after so long of not having any, was exactly one year after I first started having the dreams. Since then, I started looking stuff up and found my way here to dream views. My goals with K right now are to become lucid so I can ask him the questions I have (What are you? Why am I so happy with you that I can't think of what I want to ask you? Why did you use to try to tell me I was dreaming, but leave me to figure it out on my own now? Why am I exhausted every morning when I'd dreamed of you? why am I dreaming of you? etc) And I've been lucky enough that while I can't seem to become lucid, I'm getting far more chances now that I'm actively trying. Eventually I will remember to ask him something, especially if I keep seeing him every few days, lol.
Updated 06-14-2016 at 12:30 AM by 53224
I was in the lunchroom with my friend, when I realized that it wasn't time for lunch. Missed the oportunity to become lucid, instead rushed to my third period class, programming. The room was different from the usual setup, this time it was narrow and rectangular, with all of the computers in the center in one long row. I sat down in my seat. My teacher told us that today were going to make "pinkie pie pony programs."
I work 14 hour days about half the time. I often must heavily sedate myself to get enough sleep. I took ambien, antihistamines and a glass of wine. Tried to WILD but passed out almost at once. I slept 7 hours and barely have fragments of recall. I do not have a way around this on certain nights. Darn!
Well, I went to bed last night fairly drunk from red wine and having taken a few small hits of JWH-250. I'm sure this had some effect on my dreams but it's hard to say, though there was something pretty interesting at the end of the night! Fragment - I remember being in some hotel filled with water and a manatee swimming around, and you had to get to some other private room above the main one I was in by climbing along a ledge on wall, but that was also where the manatee mates and it gets mad at you for being up there so it tries to attack you while you're doing it. I also remember that when I reached the room there were voices of Family Guy characters saying really random stuff. I also recall hearing the phrase "twelve year olds without sex". Fragment - I just remember being in a chat room with Seroquel and OldSparta. Fragment - I'm looking after some guy (perhaps handicapped? he seemed incredibly child-like) and trying to be buddies with him, I was showing him some anime movies which weren't real but looked pretty interesting. The only other thing I remember is that the TV had two separate volume systems that you had to make work together to control the sound. >.> #1 - A Crazy Night [Non-Lucid] This occurred almost immediately after the last fragment, I was awake for probably a second or two. I was walking through a store with O and talking to him about getting drunk and losing my clothes and how I'd probably never find them, and O says "Yeah, I think the neighbors saw you." During this this one guy I knew in high school came by and asked us if we worked there but we said no, so he walked off. #2 - The Patrick Effect [Non-Lucid] I was in my dad's car with my family (but my mom was driving) and we were driving down what I perceived as our alleyway, but it was actually nothing like it, it was like a dirt road with bright green grass hills on each side and a bunch of little shacks with cars parked all around them, and no fences of any kind. The car breaks down when we pull off to the side, and we stand outside with a bunch of other people for a minute, then it jumps forward to that night at my house and we're having a huge party. I think the party is centered around me somehow, actually. I get tired of being in the den and kitchen where most of the commotion is, so I go into the living room to hang out with O, a random girl I don't know, and another DC that frequently changes throughout the rest of the dream. We started talking about music, and I'm trying to tell the random DC about one song that's really good but I couldn't remember what it was called, but the girl reminded me. (It's "Layla", though in the dream I thought of it as "Leila". ) I went out to the kitchen and den again to see everyone had gone outside so I wasn't too worried about playing loud music, and I tried to put it on by going to YouTube and typing it in, but instead I found... the most amazing thing I've ever seen in a dream. On the screen were characters from SpongeBob SquarePants, with an especially large focus on Patrick (and I think maybe Squidward). They were all quickly jumping all around the screen (mostly one character at a time, though) and ranging from really close to really far away and performing very random movements and actions, and muttering things that were definitely in their voices but completely inaudible, it was like total delirium. While they were doing these things, the entire screen was engulfed in gear-patterned-type kaleidoscopes of sky blue light distortions and tendrils that pulsed heavily and emanated from a blindingly bright white vortex in the center of the screen. The characters and background scenery were dragged along with and twisted and bent by these distortions, and overall the scene was just like some unbelievably massive acid trip. Staring at it for too long caused a grid of Pokémon to form in my vision, and I looked away to see everyone else in the room staring at it in awe. My dad had also come into the room and sat down at the table and was marveling at it. I looked back at it and just stared some more because I couldn't bring myself to look away, it was so beautiful. The Pokémon grid thing started happening again, and suddenly I realized that I was shirtless. I went into my room to put something on, and started thinking about how I was going to spend countless hours watching the screen and seeing how far I can dive into my mind with it, but then I woke up. I am now officially dubbing this "The Patrick Effect" and making it one of my lucid goals to recreate this effect in a dream. I never expected my mind to create such a powerfully accurate psychedelic effect in my dreams, I must use this subconscious ability as much as possible!
02.27.2012 NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Dream 1: Zhaylin??? I was riding my bicycle randomly within my University, and I saw Zhaylin or someone who looked like her inside some huge vehicle, probably a Hummer or something of the sort. She was smiling at me, and I don't know what I did after that. However, the dream shifts to where I asked Zhaylin if she wanted to mix Dragon Bones with something. I think she didn't want to do anything else with me anymore, but I don't know the things we did exactly. The last thing I remember was thinking to myself that it would help get her Prayer up in Runescape if she did want to use Dragon Bones. I think she giggles and wants to get out of the area that we're in. Dream 2: Someone Tricks me Apparently, I'm choosing things on some screen, and apparently they were being saved, and at the end of the little test I had to do, I've been given a horrible score on one part of the exam. I've been given a 1, but I forgot what part it was, maybe it was on Morale or something of the sort. Then a DC that looks a lot like my father's friend. Let's call him "Rupe." He was explaining how what I entered would affect my performance somewhere, but I can't remember what exactly, all I know is that I was panicking like mad. But to make sure that the DC didn't pick up on me being paranoid to potentially saturate my mind with more worries, I immediately shifted to being neutral in my demeanor and asked him a random question. At first I wanted to say how long it would take for me to obtain a Bachelor's Degree, but I immediately pause before saying Bachelor, and asked him how long it would take to get another degree (I forgot what type I asked him about). He said that it would take me 7 years to get the degree that I forgot I asked him about. (Of course, this is assuming with undergraduate studying (4 years), I'll get it in 3 years after). I guess that might be a good thing since I'll be getting whatever it is early? But I'm also concerned about the validity of this random test that I took on the screen. I saw components like dream recall, which led me to assume that this was probably just how I remember my dreams and how I apply them to certain fields of writing/typing them down I guess. Dream 3: Science Review Game I'm sitting on the top level of a large lecture room with some random DCs. I see a blue screen in front of me, and the teacher that I can't recall their facial features, was about to start a review game for something. Some random questions came up and the teacher had a horrible method of verifying if a certain team got something right or not, people simply raised their hands, and I guess he took that as a right answer or something when he asked "Who had this?"" etc. I asked the DC to the right, "What team are we on?" He replies, "Blue." After that, I look at the environment a little bit before waking up. I was pretty glad the second dream was just a dream, because it felt like it was related to college, and I was this close from going insane for some reason, even though I tried to fake my calmness towards this DC. I checked the definition of Morale again just to make sure the dream wasn't too random: mo·rale/məˈral/ Noun:The confidence, enthusiasm, and discipline of a person or group at a particular time Well that explains things, I guess this dream was basically telling me that I'm not motivated to do great things now. Maybe it's a sign or not, I'm not too sure, but I have been thinking about giving up a lot lately. I just don't see myself anywhere good in the near future.
Updated 02-27-2012 at 02:41 PM by 47756
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