Here I am being at this weird house. I am with a bunch of guys. They had a mirror that looked black. I really didn't like the feeling of the mirror, Suddenly the mirror split in pieces. It scattered into another dimension. The pieces some how went through my right leg and my leg was the portal. I was wondering why was my leg a freaking portal? Then the guys told me we have to go and collect those black pieces of the glass of the mirror before something bad happens. Then they told me I am a portal and they had to go through my leg. So they did. And they dragged me along with me. I ended up in front of a white house that looked old. Not really old but just old, It was like I was in another dimension. The atmosphere seemed great. Everything was realistic, it was extremely vivid. I turned around and saw a mirror. It looked like I saw an old lady looking out through her curtains. Then suddenly I ran into Chuck Norris, He appeared right in front of me before my eyes when I turned around. I could feel the ground and felt the air. He was telling me stuff about this place and this dimension. He told me there is a witch that lives in that house. She uses white magick for helping others, This place is paradise. I was wondering what I can do in a strange neighbor hood like this, It was really quiet. I really wish I could explore it. Then the dream ended.
Here I am hanging with these guys, I am going to help them save some of their friends that got stuck behind some boulders. We went to go help them and I saw a goron going in there and helping them. I saw a town next to the building and it was a small town, It was apparently next to a palace. There was rumors going about a princess being there, So I wanted to go and I couldn't each there. I was also being attacked by some crows, they looked like mutated crows and chickens put together, except there was the chicken thing under neith the birds chin. And I saw its hair looking like a mohawk. It was really creepy.
Note: This was the ODDEST dream I have ever had. I could think on my free will (I can't in my non-lucid dreams), but I couldn't control my actions. So I guess it was in the middle of lucidity and non-lucidity. It was also very vivid and when I woke up I was still contemplating if it was real or a dream. It also was very short, only one or two minutes. So... yeah. On the the dream now! I was laying on my stomach on my bed, meditating trying to do astral projection. My ears started popping and I felt like I was electrocuted. I got so excited and scared that it failed and I had to start over. I tried again and soon enough I felt the ear thing and I felt electrocuted. I felt myself rip out of my body and I could see down after levitating a few feet. Everything in my room was disappearing and new things were appearing. I was going to look back at my body but I got thrown against my will (my soul, not my physical body) to the other side of the room. Everything was incredibly bright, yet my eyes didn't hurt at all. I got sucked back to my body and it was over.
Here I am with a few Ghost Hunters. We are searching a house for ghosts, we went to different spots in the house and I came across a "odd" place that felt really weird. It felt either hot or cold, it didn't matter to me. I felt as if I was feeling allot of energy beside me in one corner. I took out my EMF detector "Energy Magnetic Field" detector that Ghost Hunters uses in their show to find ghosts. And I seemed to find a Spirit in my dream, I got scared and ran out of the room. I hardly can't remember anything after that. But the dream was vivid and really strange.
Slept: around 4:30 AM Wasn't able to set intention. Woke up around 8 am, 9 am, 11 am and 12 noon. Dream: editing on my computer. Athena.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I walked into "my psychiatrist's office," which was actually a house in a suburban neighborhood. I may have walked in through a side door. I was in something like a side room or a spare room, not a bedroom, but more like a room with random stuff in it. The room was brown, with cheap plywood-panelling on the walls and a scruffy brown and tan carpet. At first I thought I was all alone in the house. I suddenly became aware that I didn't actually have an appointment with my psychiatrist today. I thought that maybe I'd come into her house while she and everybody else in her family was gone. But now I heard my psychiatrist talking with a woman. I imagined a woman in maybe her late fifties or early sixties. My psychiatrist was saying goodbye to her. I now realized that I hadn't had an appointment with my psychiatrist: I'd cancelled it a while back. Now I was just showing up. My psychiatrist would think I was some kind of crazy stalker. But I was here, and I'd only look worse if my psychiatrist saw me while I was attempting to leave. So I went into the office-room of the house. The room was in quite a bit of disarray. I might not even have seen my psychiatrist at first. There was a couch running diagonally through the middle of the room, as if it had been pushed away from the wall. There were shelves in various states of dissaray, and piles of stuff on the floor and in an open closet. Now I saw my psychiatrist. She was pulling some stuff off a set of shelves. I knew that my psychiatrist had decided that since I'd cancelled my appointment for this day, she'd work on cleaning out her office during this period. She was kind of annoyed to see me here, now that she'd set herself to another task. I was afraid she'd even charge me for a session. But my psychiatrist asked my opinion. She had to think of a Christmas present for some young male in her family. The man was maybe a nephew of hers who was in his mid-twenties. My psychiatrist had been cleaning out her record collection. To my left there was a wall-width stereo center with shelves filled with records. But my psychiatrist walked to the closet, off to my right. There were even more records in there. My psychiatrist pointed to a few records. They were in huge plastic security-cases, like compact discs might be in in a store, before you buy them. The record sleeves had yellow backs, like the Deutsche Grammophone CDs of classical music (? - I think). My psychiatrist asked me if I thought her nephew might like those records. I walked over to the records. My psychiatrist told me that if I liked them I could have them. She said they were by some Asian group (possibly a Vietnamese group). She may have told me how she'd gotten them, and that she wasn't sure whether the music was any good. I may have told her that the group was really good. I was now watching a music video by the Malaysian pop group A.P.I. I thought I was familiar with the video and the song. The video was of three members of the band before a white background. But something like a red curtain would often fall down through the middle of the scene. Sometimes it would fill up the whole scene. The curtain had a fabricky look, and it acted like fabric. But it was transparent, like a piece of thin plastic. At one point, one of the band members, fully engulfed in the orange-red light of the curtain, slid into a close-up shot, either as if he were on some moving platform, or as if the camera, on a dolly, slid toward him. Then he gave a smile to the screen and turned away. The view slid back into a far shot of him. Dream #2 I was sitting out on the steps of some building, possibly a school. I was with a few other people, "friends" who I don't recognize now. The steps were shallow, maybe only four or five steps up to the top. They were made of an aging, cheap concrete. I sat on one of the lower steps. An older girl or younger woman sat on a short, curb-like edge to my right. Some more people sat up near the top of the steps. Those people may mostly have been young women or older girls. Now a little boy ran out the doors at the top of the steps. He saw me and ran to sit by me. The boy was maybe nine or ten years old. He was really skinny. He had very fair skin, freckles, and pale green or blue eyes. He had hair in a bowl-like, 1970s-style cut, about down to his shoulders. He wore a big, green sweater and dark, slightly loose blue jeans. The boy seemed to like me a lot. He even seemed to be attracted to me. I may have been attracted to him as well. The boy may have tried to cuddle with me. But I may have been reluctant about letting him cuddle with me. I didn't want to get too aroused by the feeling of his body.
December 7, 2011 Ok, this is probably the coolest dream I've ever had. This dream kind of mimicked It (telling the story of the event in the past and the present, same enemy in both.)* Kevin and I were playing video games at my house, talking about the old days. We had both agreed there was something that happened before we went on a camping trip one year ago, but we couldn't figure out what the hell it was.* While we were talking, I texted a few friends, thinking they'd know what it was. No replies.* "Hey, Kevin...want to head to the church?" (Our Scout meeting place is at a church, and there's a pretty big shed we also use behind it.) "Why? What good will that do?" "...If we both agree something happened on a camping trip, wouldn't it be a good idea to check out the place we store our Scout camping crap in?" "I guess. Bring pocket knives, though." "What's the worst that could happen? It's nor like we'll have to kill things, and we probably couldn't hurt anything with these knives." "We could always split the money on a sword. They are pretty cheap and could do some damage..." "Kevin, STOP TRYING TO BRING LOGIC INTO MY DREAM" We walked out of the mall with three swords, getting strange looks while doing so.* "Hey, Tim. Is there any reason you have two swords?" "Nope." "Fair enough." We reached the church a second later, and*approached the shed.* As the door came closer, the background music grew louder.* "Kevin. Are you sure you want to do this?" "What, kick ass?" "No, run into a shed yelling incoherently." "I'm positive." "HIV positive?" Both: "YEAHHHHHHHHHH" As I lifted my foot to kick open the door, memories flooded my head.* "This weekend, one year ago" We were all at a cabin. The same exact one we were in on our last camping trip. Everyone on that trip was in the cabin, looking around nervously.* "Hey, dad, what's wrong?" I asked.* He replied, "They're here...in the poolhouse!" Kevin, TK, Kait and I walked into the aforementioned poolhouse, expecting some serial killer. Instead, there was a giant black portal.* "Kevin, you see that portal?" I ask.* "No shit," he replies.* "Let's run into it." "Whatever." The two of us ran into the portal, arriving in a strange place. Everywhere there was a metallic covering. In front of us was a giant door, with the words "DO NOT DISTURB" printed on it.* "Hey, Tim, you got those sunglasses? "Of course. Here's your pair, Kev." "Why are we wearing them?" "Because they're cool." "Sigh," Kevin sighed.* As the door opens, lightning bolts strike us. We are infused with the power of the elements, and I could choose two out of three attacks: "flame Throw", "Lightning Storm" or "Ice Mice". Of course I picked the first two.* A giant dragon greets us, "Good moooooorning!" We killed it in three seconds.* "That...can't be it," Kevin points out like a character in a shitty horror flick.* The earth rumbles, and thousands of demons start shuffling out of the walls and ground. Suddenly, all of us are in**the church parking lot. The demons are coming from the she, and everyone else on the trip was watching us from the smaller part of the church.* "Kevin, let's light shit up!" Kevin looks at me, visually disgusted, and slaps his palm to his face. (A facepalm, if you will.)* The sky turns purple, giving our lightning powers a pretty good power boost.* Unfortunately, the lightning also went out of control. While the demons' numbers were considerably diminished, everyone we camped with was also disintegrated.* **We ran toward the horde of evil, with swords made of fire. Everything we touched turned to ash. Kevin and I made a bunch of fire related puns (Hey, is it hot in here or is it just you? You got burned!) and I think we got about 500 down.* Then Jesus thanked us and flew away.* *Present Day* "Kevin, please tell me you also saw that." "Yeah...that was awesome." "It made no sense! How could they have died a year ago when we saw them yesterday?" "Open the door. We're gonna give them quite a shock," Kevin said with a smirk.* The same exact scene played out, but we used lightning instead.* Jesus didn't show up that time.* "All the smoke from the fire you used last year caused you to hallucinate," Kevin said.* I woke up, wishing I could relive it.*
Dream 1 I remember playing Transformers:War For Cybertron and I was in chapter 3 of The Decepticon campaign when you're travelling the Iacon subway except I was fighting Omega Supreme and then something that looked like Trypticon shooting out a huge laser ray. Me and the other transformers (Autobots were there too) dodged to the left and right, I got hit a few times but never died (classic dream sign) I know I saw Optimus Prime there. Dream 2 I was at school in the music department and Simba was there. I picked up a guitar, it looked like the one Daft Punk uses and I started to play "Robot Rock". It was sick I then started playing something else with a bass (I think). The whole point of the dreamwas to pick my GCSE options but I ended up spending most of my time playing the guitar that I didn't pick Media Studies. When the teacher came in he thought that I had picked music. I thought "How am I going to explain this to my mum?
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Colour Legenda: Setting| Technique used | Dream (lv1) | Dream (lv2) | Lucid Dream | Notes ************************************************** **************** I apoligise (to myself more than anyone else), I don't really remember in which order my dreams occurred.. I don't even remember waking up between them, but I must have, since this morning I remembered 2 dreams and 2 fragments. They're also not in correct order, as I can't remember the order I had them in. I need to practice more!! I'm out with Diana and her friend Eric and his fiance. I'm to spend the night at Diana's, but the girl who plays Lori in Freddy vs Jason says she needs to be somewhere. Or has a French language exam and if we can help her cram for it. Sure thing, we do. We're at some museum and I keep getting distracted by cats outside, and apparently my opening and closing the door is annoying people but nobody seems to notice it's me. I feel incredibly guilty. I'm on a bus, but miss my stop. There are people singing along to my music (I'm wearing headphones!!) so I turn it down. The bus turns at the terminal and I make it to where I need to be. My friend Colin is in my next dream. And there's something about My Little Pony.
06.12.2011First Lucid In Awhile (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I don't remember much of what I was doing before I became lucid, I just know that I was in a restaurant of some kind. I think I was there against my will or something, and I was pretty bored. I looked to my left, and saw a weird black tube of some sort. I started thinking that I was probably dreaming, and I did a nose pinch RC just to be sure. The dream instantly became clearer. I immediately thought of the thing I love doing the most, flying. I tried floating a bit but it wasn't working. I left the restaurant and now my boyfriend Devin was following me. I saw a smaller building and decided to jump off of it and see if I could fly that way. For some reason, Devin was trying to stop me from climbing the building. He grabbed my leg and tried to pull me down when I got to the top. I pushed him away and went to the other end of the roof. I decided to treat it like an airplane runway, and I ran and jumped off the edge. I was a little worried at first, because I knew if I fell, it would still hurt even though it was a dream. No worries though, I took off fine and flew around a bit. I decided to fly to the airport and fly beside a plane. As I flew above a railroad track that apparently led to the airport, I thought about my body laying back in my bed then immediately stopped because I knew that would probably wake me up. As I flew, I found it was getting harder to stay high up and I was just brushing above these plants growing by the railroad tracks. I was almost at the airport and I woke up.
This is my first entry in my Dream Journal, to help me on my way to lucid dreaming. I went to bed very tired at about 9 pm. I laid in bed for n hour on my back, counting my slow breaths until I felt that familiar sensation of sleep paralysis, pushing down on me. I could be very aware of my surroundings, is the best way I can describe it, where even though I know my eyes are closed and I cannot open them, I can see my bedroom clearly. This usually would fade after a few moments and I would slip into a regular dream, which I'll get to later. Perhaps the difference was that tonight I tried to slip into SP on my own, instead of when it usually happens for me - right after vivid REM sleep, usually with intense HH. Tonight I had little HH, for once - only soft whooshing sounds, faint shaking of my environment (as if in an earthquake), and pressure on my body. Maybe I was scaring myself - my SP is often frightening, and I kept remembering violent HH I had had in the past. Anyway, once I was in a twilight-state of paralysis and wakefulness, I'd somehow hear the phrase in my head, "Am I dreaming?", followed by a horrible sense of dread, which would jolt me from my attempt. Another possible variable is that I have a headcold, therefore my breathing is irregular, often slowing or picking up speed. I eventually fell asleep after giving up around 10:15. It's now exactly two hours later. For once I don't remember much, seeing as out of habit I tried to just fall back asleep as opposed to trying to focus on the more intense parts of my dream. I'll be going back to bed in a few moments, trying again a few times to enter the middle-state on my own terms.
All I remember is Mcdonalds.....ribs, starwars, and a moment of having someone in bed with me during SP.
Type: Regular Dream. Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 over most of dream Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 {telepathy in these brackets} I was having a long traveling dream of driving over different highways. Then it started to get dark and a girl in the car yelled "LOOK!" I did but saw nothing at first then I saw a tornado off in the distance. The guy driving started racing away to get away but when I looked again it was right near us! Then it tore open the car from the windshield and the girl screamed but suddenly I was not buying this dream any more. I said in a exasperated tone, "I got it" and put my hands up and held the twister and waited for it to dissipate, which it did very quickly. The skies brightened and everyone in the car made statements on how lucky and relieved they were but I was pouting. I was thinking "this stinks! Nothing in these dreams is real." When I was a kid everything seemed so real, now it's like watching a crappy black and white movie with predictable crappy plots and crappy predictable actors, blah. I awoke. "I should be focusing on the short haired girl [a reoccurring character former dreams]," I thought since it seems she really is me in some form. Type: Regular Dream. Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 {telepathy in these brackets} This new dream was just as vivid and the like the other but this time it had a short haired girl in it. I saw her and interacted but there was nothing special about this girl. When I said telepathically {it's me} she just looked at me like I said it out loud and waited for me to follow up that statement. This girl is just another DC. Type: Regular Dream. Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 {telepathy in these brackets} I had two more dreams something like this is but different environments and each time the girl in it was not the real deal. The last dream I had, had me trying to talk to the girl when some other girl nearby whipped out a knife, and with a huge smile, stabbed me in my left shoulder where the collar bone would be! This kind of pissed me off in a "these dreams are not helping" kind of way. I looked down and the gaping slashed hole and closed it with my thoughts and shook my head and thought "this is not working." Exasperated I woke up and felt a little defeated. Notes: I have never willed someone into my dreams before so by default I instead did what I have done plenty of times, created a DC. Tonight I will try a new tactic of replaying her "roles" in my former dreams to get her essence and then call out for that.
December 5, 2011 Success at WBTB and 2nd successful lucid!!!!!!!! I give credit to BillyBob (I think that’s his name, because he gave the anchor trick for WILD!) I lay on my stomach and put my hand against the wall so it was this dull-sort of annoying pain that took my conscious focus on. This may take a couple minutes for it to come back to me but holy it was EPIC!! This was incredibly long as well! And SO very vivid! Basically, I was checking in at the YMCA with my good buddy Josh Marks and then all of a sudden I was like, “wait, I don’t have to check in, I am dreaming!” Then I asked Josh, “wait, am I dreaming?” And everything got weird. People stopped. The lady on the phone looked at me and I told her to shut up as I did my reality check. I remember the look on her face as I told her to be quiet. She had blonde hair, and was in her middle 40's. All of a sudden she sort of gawked at me and just FROZE as I did my reality check. I looked down at my hand and there was a faded A. I was excited, but I did better than before. I needed to make this one count. I began spinning and the room grew fuzzy… then crystal clear. I leapt up, and began flying. I told Josh, “hold on a second, I want to try something.” And I attempted teleporting. I spun around a few times and then the next second I outside of Spencer’s house. It is sunny and warm outside. I am flying. Josh is running below me, exceedingly jealous because he still has never flown before. I am swooping high and low, taking in the breathtaking beauty below me. I start thinking, “What should I do while I’m lucid?” I remember my goals – talk to my subconscious. Also, talk to a girl that I want to hangout with. I get to my house, and my buddy Brad is outside. We begin walking to the park and all of a sudden I ask the sky (my subconscious), “for whatever level my confidence is, I want the sky to imitate that level.” The sky grew dark and purple in some patches, but not completely. I think that means I am still not as confident as I wish. We arrive at Stipek Park. All of my good buddies are there. Lauren has not shown up yet - hmm, weird, we were supposed to hang out today. Alec, Connor, and I are setting up a barbell outside to get some squats in. People are surrounding us, watching. Alec and I are joking around about how he’s tall as hell but can still squat pretty heavy. Brad and Ryan ask me about a girl whom I like, but I never caught her name. Things are beginning to get fuzzy. I run up to the bench because I see Sami there. She catches my eye. Things are drifting away… slowly… slowly. Next second I know, I roll on my side, awake. This Lucid Dream was spectacular. There were more little bits to it – I KNOW, I just can’t quite remember! – but I still got the majority of it. The feeling is outstanding. I remember flying… spinning… asking my subconscious questions about my confidence… seeing the skies and feeling the rush as I dipped up and down… feeling emotion. It was all so real! I need to work on my dream journal some more because memory is not quite up to par. I also need some more goals for next time. Thanks for reading, guys.
September 30, 2011 I remember I was in my room chilling with Erika Guinn, Megan Morgan, and someone else. I’ve been trying to act Christian like lately. I looked at my pillow and beneath it was a glorious white light. We picked it up and all looked. We were all shocked. I asked, how could this be happening!? Are we dreaming? Erika and Morgan said they didn’t know! I asked how did we get here? We could not figure out. I looked at my hand and looked for the word, “awake” as it is normally written on the inside of my palm. It was very skewed, however I knew that it said awake. We were in dream world. I yelled with joy and embraced Megan! I kind of butt humped her because I was so excited/horny. Lol. We ran outside and past some trees and entered a forest. That is when my lucid dream ended, and another regular dream commenced.
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