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    1. 32nd shared dream - Floating head (friday night)

      by , 09-18-2011 at 05:11 PM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      Deep sleeping dreams...

      - I wake up at two in the morning, only having been asleep for two hours I feel like I had a whole night full of dreams - but it takes me half an hour to try and remember even fragments of them:
      STRANGE BOY
      There is a boy sitting on a bench, there is grass all around him, the grass is very green and the sky is blue. He is hunched over, he has a large forehead and a squashed face, he looks kinda like Quasimodo. He sort of half flops, half rolls onto the floor - his limbs seem to be different sizes.

      'your not like your brother are you?' his mother says it with love. This boy is reading or writing something sitting in the grass now. He is different somehow, he is obviously handicapped but there is something in him - something that he's capable of that will become apparent when he's older I think.

      Dream fragment:

      COOKIE CUTTERS
      - The outline of a creature inside the outline of another creature - kinda like cookie cutters - green and red I think
      CHICHEN ITZA
      - I vaguely remember something about trying to get to Chichen Itza.
      STUCK IN THE MIDDLE
      - I'm with two men, we're protecting a group of people from something. I tell people to stand back and let us handle it - and the 2 men look at me in a very condecending way, smirking, and say that THEY will protect the people, and are not sure what I will be doing.
      CHICHEN ITZA ATTEMPT 1
      - I'm rocking side to side and chanting in my head - 'Chichen Itza, Chichen Itza...' hypnagogia hits in after around ten minutes and the chanting starts to get momentum - I can feel a group of people around me - we're chanting together - 'we will meet in Chichen Itza' and we're using the power of somekind of god to build the power up- we're together in a temple, in a circle - chanting, chanting - but I become too aware of this and it breaks and I am awake.

      I go under again and imagine myself rocking and rolling side to side and I feel I am deep enough, but suddenly I feel a smack on my face - nobody is there but I know it has happened on my real body (occasionally loose arms are thrown around in F******** sleep and I get hit) but I manage against all odds to stay under, I roll onto the floor, touching everything as I go, and walk down the stairs - now to go to Chichen Itza! - I go to walk out the front door to create a portal - but when I open the front door instead of the outside I see the inside of another house - I then wake up to find that F******** is sleeping in the opposite direction to me and so couldn't of slapped me in my sleep - so WHO did? I figure because it didn't ultimately wake me up (I am a very light sleeper) it wasn't someone rather something...

      KENNELS

      I dream I am at the kennels with my dog and he is running everywhere.
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    2. Breaking Dry spell

      by , 09-18-2011 at 04:59 PM (Journal)
      When the dream starts, I am already lucid.
      I was in my bedroom, and when I realised it was a dream, I quickly went outside flying, and fly to the sky at high speed.
      I see an airplane, and I decide to test my teleportation skills, and it works. I teleported myself to the plane.
      After that, I open the emergency door, and jump out. It was so awesome. Went I hit the ground, I wake up.

      Updated 04-21-2017 at 12:09 AM by 47799

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    3. Yet another Lucid Dream

      by , 09-18-2011 at 04:19 PM (It's all about Awareness.)
      Here I am waking up from along dream after I went back to bed earlier this morning, I went to sleep and had a long dream like I said, Woke up after that and I felt like I couldn't open my eyes, So I drifted back into a dream. So I was in the dream, I was in a bedroom. I noticed something was off. I saw some water falling down a door that looked like a shower from when you take a shower. It was falling and everything. I was thinking something was off. So I didn't know if I should walk through it or not but I did it any way. I ended up in the living room and I noticed a glass table with game consoles sealed in it. I went up to it and saw my parents around. I felt soaking wet when I walked passed the water.

      Any way. I noticed the glass table. I saw a purple PSP, it looked like a game boy colour. And something triggered me. I noticed. Wait a moment this is a dream! Then after that I begin to stabilize. Again with the hand rubbing technique. I got fully lucid. I saw my DC dad looking all mad at me, He got angry with me for no reason and came after me, He looked all pissed off, He tried to come after me, I got a Japanese fan with some rice in it. I tried to turn it into a sword but it didnt work, Instead it turned into a sword like stick. I got mad and when he was coming after me I told him I'm not afraid of you, He walked pass through me and I woke up. I woke up feeling with confidence and thinking wow this is really neat.
    4. High School Horror

      by , 09-18-2011 at 04:08 PM (It's all about Awareness.)
      Ok I was at some kind of High School and I was sitting at my desk listening to the teacher talking. I was minding my own business and the teacher told me to go to the copy room to do something. I told him I don't really feel like going in there it looked really creepy. The entire dreamscape had a horrific atmosphere to it. But I liked it. Any way, Here I am, sitting in my desk. Looking at a piece of paper that randomly appeared out of no where. It had allot of writing on it. I couldn't see any of the words because the words looked like it was smeared all over. And I saw some words but all the letters and sentences were all mixed up and it was really creepy. So I decided to get out of my desk and go to the bulletin board.

      I saw some sentences on some paper on the bulletin board but all the letters were all mixed up so I couldn't read the hand writing. So I realized this was a dream. I became lucid in a instant. I slowly calmed down and relaxed my mind. I stood still and looked around a bit. I looked at my hands and stabilized the dream using the hand rubbing technique. The dream then became stabilized. After that I looked around and saw a dream character sitting at a desk looking at me with a pissed off look.

      I asked him whats the matter? He said nothing to me and I kept hearing the teacher talking, He kept looking at me, "I think all the other students were looking at me" as well. I talked to the kid, I said, Nice shirt, Because he was wearing a Akatsuki shirt from Naruto. He smiled at me and things calmed down a little, I confronted him and put my right hand on his right shoulder and said its ok nothing to worry about. And he got in a good mood. So he didn't scare me out of my lucid dream.

      So everyone has left the class room, I think I stayed there for about 6 minutes when the teacher was giving out a lecture to the entire class, He said to everyone go to the copy room we need to do something, I they all got up and left the room. I stood there watching them all leave.

      After that, I was thinking of going to another dreamscape and get out of this horrific atmosphere type dream. I closed my eyes, Fell back and tried to teleport to another dreamscape, I tried to visit Hogwarts, I told my self I will visit Hogwarts but the minute it happened I woke up in my bed. When I woke up I got mad that the teleporting didn't work.

      The main reason I wanted to teleport is because I wanted to get out of the classroom as soon as possible since everyone left. I had a feeling that something was going to come out of no where and come at me, But apparently, not. The dream did have a horrific atmosphere after all and a horrific like dreamscape.
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    5. i think lucid idk?

      by , 09-18-2011 at 03:29 PM
      i was out side a house in the backyard. there was no sun out so im guessing it was night time. i randomly did a RC(nose plug) and it worked. but i dont think i became lucid. the dream didnt become vivid at all. nothing really changed in the dream. and i didnt really feel anything either. after that tryed to changed the scene. i closed my eyes and thought of a scene which i dont remember and when i opened my eyes it didnt work. next i tryed to walk in side of the house. but i was only able to take about3 steps befor i couldnt move. my legs were not working. i then did another rc and this time it failed. i didnt even know what to think. i remember just standing there for a few seconds then i woke up
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    6. pointless dreams

      by , 09-18-2011 at 01:48 PM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Is she coming?

      I am early at work and waiting until some girl I like arrives. The boss makes me do some stupid task and I keep looking around and am waiting for the girl to show up.

      WTF

      I remember being in a messed up house with my dad and other family members. At one point people were freaking out in a hallway because a snake and a lion were around a rolled up carpet in the middle of the hallway. My uncle were there too. for some reason I wasn't afraid of the animals at all. We had to go somewhere because my uncle wanted to fly his plane or something. My dad hands me a smoke pack but I only find weed in it. What I really wanted was smokes!
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    7. small blonde woman's panties; joyce carol oates book

      by , 09-18-2011 at 01:04 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was laying down in a living room. There may have been a small party going on somewhere in the house. I was laying on the floor, possibly under a blanket, and surrounded on either side by a lot of clutter. The room was partly dim, as if near me there was a small, incandescent lamp, while everywhere else the room was unlit. Beyond my feet, in the distance, I may have seen the bathroom, which may also have been lit.

      A small, blonde woman straddled me and lay down on me. The woman was really thin, and her body was really tight. She was almost as short as a twelve year old girl. The girl wore a short skirt of some kind of colorful, plaid material and a g-string (I saw it in my mind's eye, not with my "normal" vision).

      I also had my clothes on. But it almost felt like we were both naked and having sex. The woman's body felt really good up against me.

      I thought we should go to a bedroom, so that we could actually take our clothes off and have real sex, instead of whatever we were doing right now. We stood up and walked into a room just off to my right. We stood in the bright room, before a bed that was kind of high -- the mattresses came up just about to my sternum.

      The woman and I may have been getting ready to have sex. But suddenly I got an image in my head of my friend H. I thought that since she apparently liked me, I shouldn't be having sex with anybody else.

      I was back out in the living room, laying on the floor, possibly waiting for H to come lay with me. I found some of the blonde woman's panties. There were a few pairs of her panties, just laying on the floor to my left, amid the rest of the clutter. I picked up two pairs of panties. They were incredibly small. One pair was silvery. One was white cotton. Both had a skinny kind of cut.

      I decided to try the panties on. They were so small that I could hardly get them on my legs. I figured I wouldn't get anywhere close to being able to put them on. I think I was trying to put both pairs on at once. As soon as the fabric of the panties touched my crotch, I came.

      Dream #2

      I was sitting at my table, holding a book like an old hardcover version of her book Raven's Wing, with the orange cover and blocky, black lettering. But the book wasn't Raven's Wing. I held the book closed and upright, with the back cover mostly facing toward me. The room I was in was remarkably like my apartment, except that it was a tiny bit bigger.
    8. 33rd Shared Dreaming Attempt - Mayatara's Dream

      by , 09-18-2011 at 01:00 PM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      Mayatara's Dream

      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Girl power
      On a small self-sufficient community of women only. We live in a kind of fortress, but open and welcoming, because we never had troubles with anybody. Until the day that a bunch of guys, passing as wanderers, come by and we offer them shelter. Soon they start making really bad comments of sexual nature, making remarks about the girls beauty and so on. They also treat us badly, expecting us to serve all of their needs and I really mean all. We decide to put a stop on it and they turn violent. The most disappointing is to see that the girls quitting the fight immediately, in fear. They accept the situation as unavoidable and I find myself alone in the struggle. I conclude I can't do much on my own and decide to wait for a better moment to do something about it. To defend myself from their sexual abuses I keep myself dirty, smelly and really, really ugly. I endure their comments on how disgusting I am, but at least I'm not raped as the others. One day though, they even turn to me, wanting to gang rape me. But I know this place better than they do and I escape them through the ventilation system and get inside the walls. I find out that I am good at parkour!
      I stay in the "secret" areas of the building, just watching them and nagging them whenever I can, so they keep looking for me. I have a plan to trap them in a kind of shaft and I need them to follow me there. One day I manage to attract them to this place and I shut some really heavy doors behind them. They are in a weak position, below me in this kind of shaft. Meanwhile I have called the girls to come and help me, as they also know the secret paths through the walls. I call them to join the fight and beat the guys, but they are still afraid of them, so I jump down into the shaft to start the fight, hoping they'll follow me, but they just stay in their upper position, beating them occasionally with a stick on their heads or something. It helps, but I have to do all the hard work of kicking their asses.


      Saving Jon Stewart
      I'm having dinner with Jon Stewart, at his home. He is wearing a grey or beige shirt and he looks adorable. I'm so in love with him and he is even more in love with me. He smiles at me, almost melting in delight and I caress his face. I realize this can only be a dream and I start laughing about it. I tell him "Jon, my dear. I'm really loving being here with you and the whole romantic scene, but unfortunately this is just a dream." He says "Whaaatttt?" and looks really puzzled, but I keep nodding my head and he seems to start accepting that I may be right. I tell him that this makes no sense, that I'm just some girl he never met, from a country he probably never been to. He seems disappointed, even sad, that this might not be real. I can read in his face that he doesn't want to accept that the feelings he is experiencing for me were just randomly generated in a dream. I tell him not to feel sad, because if he is really there and he is not just a DC, it's because we do have some karmic link and the feeling has some roots from where it sprouted.
      I am not sure if he is a DC or not, but the truth is that is reactions are complex and he never fades. He stays very solid in the dream.
      As we are still looking at each other, some guys invade the house in a rush and kidnap us. I don't even have time to react. When I come to my senses again, we're in a church. Jon is lying on an altar, apparently still unconscious and I'm tied up to a chair.
      I am now only semi-lucid, but I recall all of my dream powers. I fire up red lasers from the palms of my hands and I cut the ropes. When the bad guys see it, they come to knock me down, but I pierce them with my red lasers. It's not pretty, but it has to be done. Unfortunately they keep coming and some of them are about to grab Jon to take him away, while I'm busy fighting. That's when some asian girl breaks in through a wall and helps me by shooting a golden energy blast from her chakras to Jon's chakras, which somehow creates a wall shield between him and the bad guys. But this required a lot of energy from the girl, who falls down in exhaustion. I feel that she is my friend, but I can't remember who she is.
      I protect her, thankful for her help and keep shooting lasers in all directions until I kill all the bad guys.
      Meanwhile the shield around Jon has weakened, so I generate a purple orb of energy around him that is smaller but more stable than the previous shield. Our reinforcements arrive and they take the purple orb with Jon inside to a safer place. Me and my girl friend sit exhausted on the floor and I ask her if I can take a shower at her place. She is sorry to say no, but she is not going home, she has to leave immediately to some other mission. I understand. We give a warm hug to each other, until next time.


      Moving
      Some boring dream with my family, involving moving stuff from my house to my aunt Lisa's house. By mistake I hand her over my hi-fi on a box and then she has to leave it at some friend's attic for me to go get it some other day.

      Mystical dance
      I find myself as a spectator of some kind of talent show. There's an asian guy, probably chinese, doing an acrobatic exhibition that leaves everybody extremely impressed. But in the end the judges tell him he has broken the rules, because no circus performances are allowed, only acting, singing and dancing. But because he was so magical, they decided to offer him a second chance.
      I feel so much compassion for him, even genuine love in my heart. There's a brief moment in which our eyes cross and everything seems to stop. I sense his energy and I know he is going to do something amazing. I feel passion and make it flow to him. He returns the passion and tells me in his eyes that what he is about to show is for me.
      Then he transfigures: he was bald and now he has long hair with jewels all over; he was a young boy and he now looks like a wise older man. He makes a sensual mystic ritual dance that hypnotizes everybody, specially me. Slowly the spectators transform into all sorts of enlightened noble beings. The dancer pours jewels with every movement he makes, offering them to the Buddhas. I don't dare to take any of the jewels, not even to touch them, as I fear I am not worthy of it.
    9. 17 Sep: Saving Jon Stewart and mystic dancer

      by , 09-18-2011 at 12:51 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Finally created a new color category to indicate the semi-lucid dreams. I usually keep them in blue, but they are definitely not regular dreams and deserve their own color.

      23:30

      Girl power
      On a small self-sufficient community of women only. We live in a kind of fortress, but open and welcoming, because we never had troubles with anybody. Until the day that a bunch of guys, passing as wanderers, come by and we offer them shelter. Soon they start making really bad comments of sexual nature, making remarks about the girls beauty and so on. They also treat us badly, expecting us to serve all of their needs and I really mean all. We decide to put a stop on it and they turn violent. The most disappointing is to see that the girls quitting the fight immediately, in fear. They accept the situation as unavoidable and I find myself alone in the struggle. I conclude I can't do much on my own and decide to wait for a better moment to do something about it. To defend myself from their sexual abuses I keep myself dirty, smelly and really, really ugly. I endure their comments on how disgusting I am, but at least I'm not raped as the others. One day though, they even turn to me, wanting to gang rape me. But I know this place better than they do and I escape them through the ventilation system and get inside the walls. I find out that I am good at parkour!
      I stay in the "secret" areas of the building, just watching them and nagging them whenever I can, so they keep looking for me. I have a plan to trap them in a kind of shaft and I need them to follow me there. One day I manage to attract them to this place and I shut some really heavy doors behind them. They are in a weak position, below me in this kind of shaft. Meanwhile I have called the girls to come and help me, as they also know the secret paths through the walls. I call them to join the fight and beat the guys, but they are still afraid of them, so I jump down into the shaft to start the fight, hoping they'll follow me, but they just stay in their upper position, beating them occasionally with a stick on their heads or something. It helps, but I have to do all the hard work of kicking their asses.


      3:30

      Saving Jon Stewart
      I'm having dinner with Jon Stewart, at his home. He is wearing a grey or beige shirt, a flawless shaved skin, looking adorable. I'm so in love with him and he is even more in love with me. He smiles at me, almost melting in delight and I caress his face. I realize this can only be a dream and I start laughing about it. I tell him "Jon, my dear. I'm really loving being here with you and the whole romantic scene, but unfortunately this is just a dream." He says "Whaaatttt?" and looks really puzzled, but I keep nodding my head and he seems to start accepting that I may be right. I tell him that this makes no sense, that I'm just some girl he never met, from a country he probably never been to. He seems disappointed, even sad, that this might not be real. I can read in his face that he doesn't want to accept that the feelings he is experiencing for me were just randomly generated in a dream. I tell him not to feel sad, because if he is really there and he is not just a DC, it's because we do have some karmic link.
      I am not sure if he is a DC or not, but the truth is that his reactions are complex and he never fades. He stays very solid in the dream.
      As we are still looking at each other, some guys invade the house in a rush and kidnap us. I don't even have time to react. When I come to my senses again, we're in a church. Jon is lying on an altar, apparently still unconscious and I'm tied up to a chair.
      I am now only semi-lucid, but I recall all of my dream powers. I fire up red lasers from the palms of my hands and I cut the ropes. When the bad guys see it, they come to knock me down, but I pierce them with my red lasers. It's not pretty, but it has to be done. Unfortunately they keep coming and some of them are about to grab Jon to take him away, while I'm busy fighting. That's when some asian girl breaks in through a wall and helps me by shooting a golden energy blast from her chakras to Jon's chakras, which somehow creates a wall shield between him and the bad guys. But this required a lot of energy from the girl, who falls down in exhaustion. I feel that she is my friend, but I can't remember who she is.
      I protect her, thankful for her help and keep shooting lasers in all directions until I kill all the bad guys.
      Meanwhile the shield around Jon has weakened, so I generate a purple orb of energy around him that is smaller but more stable than the previous shield. Our reinforcements arrive and they take the purple orb with Jon inside to a safer place. Me and my girl friend sit exhausted on the floor and I ask her if I can take a shower at her place. She is sorry to say no, but she is not going home, she has to leave immediately to some other mission. I understand. We give a warm hug to each other, until next time.


      5:30

      Moving
      Some boring dream with my family, involving moving stuff from my house to my aunt Lisa's house. By mistake I hand her over my hi-fi on a box and then she has to leave it at some friend's attic for me to go get it some other day.

      Mystical dance
      I find myself as a spectator of some kind of talent show. There's an asian guy, probably chinese, doing an acrobatic exhibition that leaves everybody extremely impressed. But in the end the judges tell him he has broken the rules, because no circus performances are allowed, only acting, singing and dancing. But because he was so magical, they decided to offer him a second chance.
      I feel so much compassion for him, even genuine love in my heart. There's a brief moment in which our eyes cross and everything seems to stop. I sense his energy and I know he is going to do something amazing. I feel passion and make it flow to him. He returns the passion and tells me in his eyes that what he is about to show is for me.
      Then he transfigures: he was bald and now he has long hair with jewels all over; he was a young boy and he now looks like a wise older man. He makes a sensual mystic ritual dance that hypnotizes everybody, specially me. Slowly the spectators transform into all sorts of enlightened noble beings. The dancer pours jewels with every movement he makes, offering them to the Buddhas. I don't dare to take any of the jewels, not even to touch them, as I fear I am not worthy of it.


      7:00

      Updated 09-24-2011 at 10:51 AM by 34880

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    10. Sick Kitty Fragment and a False Awakening

      by , 09-18-2011 at 12:20 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      One of my cats was sick, though I can't remember which one. She was at the animal hospital, and I was very worried that she wasn't going to make it.

      My mom then came in and, without saying much of anything, told me the cat didn't make it. She didn't tell me that she was dead, but that she had herpes on her hypothalamus. I had a feeling she was dead before my mom even told me that though.

      I even asked my mom flat out if the cat was dead, and I'm pretty sure she never really answered me.


      ~

      I woke up, and went into the linen closet to get a towel. I put the towel in the bathroom and shut both doors (one that leads to the hall and the other that leads to my room). I looked at the door to my room, and saw the faint glow of my light. I opened the door, and the light was off...weird. I turned the light on. Only one of the 3 lights on my overhead fan came on. I shrugged it off.

      I then wondered about the light in my closet, which is always on. I opened the closet door, and the light was off! I said
      "I turned this light off?", or something to that effect.
      I turned the closet light on.
    11. 33rd Shared Dreaming Attempt - Katsuno's Dream

      by , 09-18-2011 at 12:09 PM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      Katsuno's Dreams

      1st: I was in my village and I was inside a bus. There were some people and an old friend of mine. I went over to him and talked with him. He told me all sorts of things like that he had a girlfriend and such stuff. Suddenly he got angry and insulted me for no reason. I got out of the bus and the dream scene changed.
      I was now in some kind of a city. I was on a jet ski and I was driving up a road towards a mountain. I don't remember it detailed but I think that I was chasing someone. As I got higher the landscape began to get snowy. Suddenly there was a huge ramp and I drove up it and made a high jump. Something happens after that but I don't know what. The next thing I remember is that there was a dream scene changed again.

      (Fragment) I was inside some kind of bunker and I talked to people...
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    12. Drunk

      by , 09-18-2011 at 11:58 AM (The first foothold of Arch.)
      Was drunk last night, got in at 3.30am so I didn't get too much sleep.
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    13. Closer Conscious Sleep!

      by , 09-18-2011 at 11:17 AM (Choi's Journey of the Conscious Mind)
      [COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

      [ATTACH=CONFIG]2496[/ATTACH]

      [COLOR="silver"]I have been trying to stay aware from the moment that I go to sleep to the moment where I have to get up.
      I know it is impossible, but if you don't have high goals, you will not get anywhere.
      I had read about different meditation techniques and I learned that I am supposed to have a special posture.
      So when I went to bed I sat in a lotus position haha. I started to repeat a mantra in my head to keep my mind awake.
      I felt my body getting numbed and even some small vibrations, and this was a sign that I was getting completely relaxed.
      Later on I got aware of how uncomfortable my body was and that I was boored, and I gave up.
      I switched to a more comfortable sleeping posture and I fell asleep.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="blue"]I had a scary dream (but not a nightmare) about a man with a gun telling me to kill his wife. I were in a strange house and his wife were in the basement and she didn't know I was there. The man gave me a knife and told me to koll her or he would kill me "and don't try anything tricky" he said. The dream felt real, but I never realised it was a dream. I went down and everything was going in slowmotion and I tried to figure out a way to escape. There was no other way out, but I went down and throw the knife on a sofa and did a schh-sign to the woman and made her understand that her husband was dangerous. I grabbed her hand and I told her to scream like she was getting stabbed. Then we ran as fast as we could upstairs and pushed the door open. The man stood right behind the door, so he fell and dropped his gun. We ran upstairs and for some weird reason the topfloor looked like my real house. (I have often had dreams about me climbing out from my house)
      So in this dream I did just that. I opened the windows and stepped out on a small roof. We escaped...[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]I then woke up with a frightned feeling, but it wasn't a nightmare even if it was scary. Because I felt more like an adventure, a movie that you are involved in. But it still felt real. I then grabbed my Iphone and googled on "boored while meditating. And I read that booredoom is just a condition, something to aknowledge while having it, just be aware of it and it will go away. Just like any other thought. I thought "To make your mind believe that you have fall asleep, you have to lay completely still". I and thought "Why doesn't the paralyses Stephen Hawking lucid dream every night then? I thought about this while I was meditating and realised that it's all in the mind! Be aware of your thoughts and you will be aware when they become a dream. I then tried a weird MUSIC-WILD technique. Because if you only lay completely still and remain awake then you will be completely aware, pure awareness. So I put on some low volume music and lay completely still, but I thought the lyrics to each song in my head.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="blue"]Suddenly I was standing in a Burger king restaurant with my friend. I heard the music in the background, but I didn't realised that I was dreaming. My friend told me to have his cellphone while he was getting food. Some men with a scary attitude watched me receive his cellphone, but then they ignored me. I then started to hear Muse - Starlight in my dream. And I thought "Ah.. I forgot to turn off Spotify on my iphone". Then my friend got back and I gave him his cellphone.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]When I woke up I saw that the Muse - Starlight wasn't even in the playlist I had listened to! This was a weird realisation. I started to reflect over the fact that I did hear my music in the dream, although it was exhausted when I woke up because the music was annoying. But I remembered on what track I had fell asleep and on what track I woke up on.
      So what if I set a mp3 file with my voice telling me stuff like "All that you see now is a dream, look at your hands! Whatever you might think now it doesn't matter just look at your hands!!" Would that make me lucid? It would work like a WILD-EILD.
      I might try something like that someday.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]Then I did a meditation attempt, and I lay there really long and I never gave up, the only thing that made me stop was that my parents called me up for breakfast. I did swallow alot of saliva from time to time, so that may be the reason to why no hypnagogic imagery appeared. But I googled on that too and the solutions was to let the tongue rest on the front teeth in the top of the mouth. It was either this or swallow a dozen of times. So I will try this tonight. But I will do a meditation session on the day too to test this technique out.

      Edit: I just meditated aware for 20 minutes! I set an alarm and the first 5 minutes was hard, but then I felt my mind getting calm, hard to explain, but the important thing was that I NEVER felt the urge to swallow.
      It felt like I had only been sitting there for 5 minutes, but I was aware the whole time.
      I experienced the time as faster somehow. Conscious sleep here I come![/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]Ok it's day time now and I am going to meditate and I am going to try to do this for an hour now. I'll write my result when I am done.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]I just got a new personal record (meditating for one hour) I was stupid and thought that I was in sleep paralysis, but as I allways have told myself, if you are in sleep paralysis you will notice it, because your body will either vibrate or you will clearly see images behind closed eyes. I am going to attempt to meditate the whole night this time, so I will tell you about that tomorrow.[/COLOR]

      Updated 09-18-2011 at 04:05 PM by 49122

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    14. Drum

      by , 09-18-2011 at 10:04 AM
      I came home and went into my parent's bedroom, since the door was open. The bed was missing and they were on two single-bed mattresses instead. There were two packets of tobacco on the floor. One, which I picked up, was Drum and the other I didn't recognise.
      When I picked up the packet, I noticed it was empty. I also looked more closely and saw '50g' on the top of it. I asked how they had managed to get through the packet in one night.
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    15. Insecurities 2

      by , 09-18-2011 at 09:54 AM
      I don't remember much. I dreamed about my partner and I was somewhat insecure about something. Possibly involving someone else.