Well I'll just post in here when I have lucid dream, I actually have a small little notebook that I've been using for the past 3 days that I have tried to LD. So not make this post no a complete waste, I can tell everyone a little bit about me. I'm 17 going to into my first year of college and a friend of mine named Boyd13 got me into this LDing stuff and dreamviews. So far I have been having a blast and always want to go to sleep and try to LD even when I fail at it, it still seems fun that maybe tonight I may wake up in my dream. I have tried the WBTB and I just passed out instantly because well my mind isnt use to doing this. But anyways thanks for reading.
I'm in a classroom, sitting next to ... someone I know. Chris maybe? It's not my class; I'm on break just like I am now. The professor - a woman - has drawn a map on the blackboard, unlabeled. It's a test of some sort. Somehow, the map relates to a book they were supposed to read. I happen to guess one right, based purely on geography as opposed to knowledge of this book. For the most part, the students aren't doing so well and the teacher seems a little frustrated. Eventually, the required parts of the map are filled in. More students arrive, another class... one of them is Michael Rayome. My history with him in the dream is the same as real life. The first class leaves. Actually, everyone leaves except Chris and I (not 100% sure it was Chris - it's definitely Chris at the END, but it might have started out as someone else). The prof does some odd skit I can't fully explain. I thought, at the time, that it was part of the class, but when it was done the prof said it wasn't. I felt kind of foolish. Also, everyone had left because the class was over, which I also didnt realize. I thought they were coming back, so again I feel foolish - I had been waiting there for nothing. I see Chris walking up the stairs.
I am laying on a hospital bed, a doctor is hovering over me, though he doesn't look like a doctor, more like a mad scientist. I start panicking and try to get off the bed but the doctor grabs my neck and wraps some strange black cord around it. He grabs a syringe and starts injecting a clear liquid into my cheeks, forehead, and chin. My face goes numb and a nurse walks over to me, a look of pity on her face. I cross my arms and my eyes start watering. I wake up in the same position, my eyes also watering.
This is a complex dream. Working backwards: Finn. Something about Finn. In a large room, almost like a giant lecture hall or maybe an auditorium? Except I think there were a lot of stairs, rows and rows of stairs in a square...anyway, I know he gives me a hug, I explain to him what's going on - the press are taking pictures of me, you can google me and see them. They caught me on a boat ride with the senator (Marceu? I had to google how to spell his name, to be sure, though it had turned out I guessed right), and also another boat ride with some of his family (or something like that...friends? neighbors? people related to him). They're saying I'm having some sort of "thing" with him, which is especially controversial because he's a Republican. I work for the Democrats. I say, "Yeah, I'm so in love with him I can't even remember his name or how to spell it." Sarcasm. - It's an election. The Republicans already have a strong majority in the House and Senate. The Democrats NEED to win some big ones. I'm apparently going district by district in Indiana, trying to gather support for the Dems. Each district has a candidate I guess? Must be Reps. There's one district where no incumbent is running, or something. Should be an easy victory for Dems. Except, some Democrat says to this guy, a kinda fat and blonde middle-aged man dressed in a vaguely cowboy-ish manner, "You should probably [something about promoting a candidate] or we're gonna casino (?) this." The Republican, who is lying on a couch, makes some smartass reply like, "Of course we're gonna do that, you think we'd just let you win?" [I'm paraphrasing; can't recall the exact words]. I'm offended and say "Well he was just being polite in reminding you, we didnt have to do that at all." He makes another rude comment. - Explaining the scenery is difficult. I live right near the border of another state (I guess?). Also by the water. There's this island, which I later find out is able to move. Neat. My neighbor is this Republican senator (who I later call Marceu, so I'll refer to him that way from here on out). He's kind of a jerk, but maybe somewhat handsome. Older, roughly mid-to-late 30s or maybe early 40s. He has a wife and kids, i think. I know earlier in the dream we got in some arguments, but later we strike up somewhat of a friendship. Not a serious one - we go on a boat ride together because we're both lonely and bored. When he first approaches me I feel awkward, but we become a little more comfortable with each other. Later, when I am again lonely (my dad is with this pregnant woman - more on that later), I take a boat by myself and circle around near his place, looking for him. I feel a little awkward, like a stalker. I wonder if I'm overstepping my boundaries. I don't end up seeing him, and I go back. I see on the internet the press has been taking pictures of me and are speculating I'm having a romance with Marceu. I'm very offended - nothing is going on between us, we're just friends, no, just friendly acquaintances, really. I rant on my blog about it. Also, I'm kind of weirded out about having my picture taken and being famous - it's a little freaky, but also kind of cool. -- This part is seemingly unrelated, but I believe it was part of the same dream. There's this pregnant woman - black, overweight. She's pregnant with twins. She goes into labor and for some reason the only people there to help her are my dad and I (and I think one or two other random people - a boy maybe?) , as she's unable to get a taxi or anything to get her to a hospital. So my dad has to help her deliver these babies and I'm pretty freaked. He initially approaches the situation with his usual calm and methodical manner. But he too becomes freaked and says "I can't do this." Apparently one of the babies is dead, and he has to pull out the dead one before he can get to the other. That's just too much. And there's a lot of blood. At some point, a boy was pulling other things out. Hard to explain that. Somehow, though, I'm able to go back in time and make this better. I go back to a certain critical moment where I can ensure there are more nurses and doctors readily available. So then I'm not present for the actual labor - I believe this is when I end up on my boat ride with Marceu. Also, at one point this island moves. Someone had to get to this island, so they decided to move the island to them instead. Sweet.
August 9, 2011 Fragments...Maybe two or three of them. I stay up all night and went to bed around 4:30 AM. I only recall a lot of fighting. At one point I believe I dream of a RPG where rice cakes were fighting doughnuts and it was just on loop when it came to spawning. Mother 3 kind of deal where three come at a time. So yea, like I said, ton of fighting but nothing you can read.
Was in la visiting my dad. Tony had cancer and was going to die. I spent a long time telling him how death wasn't bad and about shrooms and MDMA. We started to get closer as a family and he was getting ready to die. He wanted it to be special so he tried laying in a special spot. He got tired of that spot and went to the bed and died. After intense pain there was pleasure. It fast forwarded to me and kara staying at my grandmas house. We were talking about how nice it was to live there because my grandma would do everything for us. I told my grandma how it wasn't so bad to die.* Was driving home from some bookstore. Kara went in a different car and j was racing them. I got pulled over. For fun I ran and watched him chase me. I laughed and said I was just kidding. He was black and looked kind. We joked around for a while and he reduced my ticket price. He saw my stick and spun it a bit. I was surprised he could. My stick was kind of broken. He found a gun in my car and said I should get bullets and try shooting the thing. I never shot a gun before. I laid down and we talked about life. I asked him if he gets any ass while he pulled people over and he said yes. I thought he was awesome. I was hallucinating at the sky and saw shroom like visuals. Eventually he just tore up my ticket. I couldn't wait to tell everyone. For some reason I wanted to keep hanging out but I left and drove home.
Just as a little Prologue, most of my dreams are Lucid as ive found out, so when i found out there was a website devoted to whats normal for me sounded pretty cool :) I also wasn't entirely aware that they were meant to be rare to a degree. So consider this not necessarily my most recent LD but more one that i always think of first when asked for an example. The dream started off walking by where my Grandparents live which is on Portland just off Weymouth (so by the sea). Prior to going to sleep i wasn't in a particularly good mood which I find affects what i chose to happen in dreams. I was walking by myself on the beach with the shore to my right and decided to draw shapes and faces in the sand. At this point the dream wasn't entirely Lucid as what i was drawing wasn't under my control until i got angry with what i was drawing, as it wasn't an accurate picture of what i was drawing (being that it was in the Sand) At this point I looked at the sand and started to imagine what I wanted to draw, only to find I had drawn itself there. Its at this point where i think the dream became completely Lucid due to the fact i looked behind me and had stop the tide from moving up the shore and ruining my work, all the while i was drawing what i can only describe as a tapestry across the beach. The picture contained details of a story with details similar to those of which were part of the reason i was upset prior to falling asleep, but it wasn't me in the picture and neither was the person/people involved in real life. (I dont remember exactly what they looked like now as this isn't recent, but i know they looked like some other friends instead). I continued to draw until I came across a house more inland which i traveled to instantly, to find it was also made of sand. And as an experiment,(which i already knew the outcome of but did so for fun i think..) i picked the house up out of the ground to create another floor underneath to create a three story house as apposed to a two story. (The closest thing i can relate this to in terms of an example would be of Inception in purgatory but also in the film Watchmen where Dr Manhattan creates a huge structure on Mars out of crystal). It was at this point that i had realised that the whole scenery was made of sand and that everything was of that colour, the only thing that looked the same was the sky, though it was now coloured sandy like Hessian. I saw people in the garden to the side of the house (also made of sand) that i could manipulate and give extra arms and take away features as if with clay. The last thing i remember doing before going to sleep properly was trying to turn one of the people back to real, but could only turn part of them because it felt like i was trying to turn the whole world back at once with every detail as apposed to this once person and then the rest just left me and the dream stopped This is probably the LD that i remember most from, and hopefully i remember to write them down i'll try and post more on here :) Happy Dreaming!
Updated 08-09-2011 at 05:57 PM by 49041
melatonin I was walking down this trail with a busy intersection to my left. I saw this baby run out into the road wearing yellow while holding a lollipop. They two other relatives saw the baby and freaked out. I paused for a second and saw the baby cross the street, past some foliage and onto another part of the road. I sprinted as fast as I could towards him and grabbed him and his lollipop.* I think I was in Vindictus and I ?rebirthed into a less uglier giant. In my bio it said I had either pink eye, or an infected eye. Everyone was fighting these open-world things and I smashed the guy a few times. The thing died and there was a box with cloth materials(I guess the prizes). As I searched around or a second I ended up just grabbing what ever. I got this ugly red/white shirt and the girl next to me said, That's ugly. And then another girl walked up and said, my grandma made that, as I was observing how I could change the appearance of it. Some asian girl called me over and began to clean my eye. She told me I should take care of my eye. I guess the stuff in my physical description became true.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! It's been a while since I posted an entry. Been away and I haven't dreamt much lately since I got home, and no lucids at all. I have had dreams almost every night, but mostly just fragments for two weeks though. 23.00: Sleep 05.10: Fragments *I'm playing a strategy game with my brother and my sister. We're playing against eachother. I build a big fort and defend my place with lots of archers. My brother tries to attack me but dies, my sister sneaks up on me and takes over all other bases I have on the map, and wins the game. *I'm talking to two guys my age. They're wearing suits, and we're all speaking English. They sound snobby, and use a very strong dialect when talking. We start talking about tea or something and one guy laughs at me for remembering something about it. "Hey, you remember it too if you bring it up!" I say and laugh at him. I sit there and play with some white sauce on my plate with my knife. I accidentaly jerk to the left and some guy walking by, gets sauce on his coat. "Oh shit, man I'm so sorry" I say, embarrassed. I give him a napkin to wipe it off and apologise some more. 05.10: Wake up Amount of sleep: 6 hours Supplements: None That's it! Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
I had a dream before I became lucid where I'm in the basement of my house in some strange room I've never seen. I know it's my bedroom, but it had logs surrounding it around the ceiling. One wall had lights shining up it for decor, and I realized you can change the colors and images on it. I eventually started changing the images when I got to this snowy level that turned into Mario Party. I found a hidden trail which led me straight the a star. (I was playing Mario Party with my friends in real life before I went to bed). I left that screen and went to a half torn-down wall with murals of some random friends of mine. They came up next to me and saw that it was turning colors and deforming when they said we should tear it down. I didn't want them to because I really liked the way it looked. I looked through a hole in it and saw what looked like the old Aperture Science test chambers in Portal 2. I climbed through the hole and made my way through a bunch of rusty pipes until I was eventually in the gym of my Church. The dream started fading away at this point. I think I woke up at this moment, but when right back to bed. I remember a little segment of a dream where I was walking through a forest where I was for sure that Transformers 3 was shot there. Looking back on it, it looked nothing close to what the movie looked like. That dream eventually moved me to my swimming pool. A bunch of my brother's and I friends were swimming with us and the filter was pumping out water at ridiculous speeds. We started swimming against it and tried making it one of those infinity pools, but it was too powerful and pushed us back. It was also a lot warmer than the water and air around us, and felt extremely good. I went underwater and became lucid because of seeing everything clearly without goggles. I didn't do a reality check because I knew it was a dream strictly on how weird it was. I rubbed my hands together to make things clearer and saw my brother underwater swimming around me. When everything was clear, I looked around and saw that the pool was getting blurry. I started spinning to keep the dream going and went above water to see what it was like. Somehow I ended up next to one of my guy friends who was holding on to a girl friend and I ran over to hold on her too. We got pushed underwater by the filter and I held onto her as long as I could as we sank the the bottom of our now bottomless swimming pools. I could feel I was running out of air, so I tried swimming back up. I was at least 50 feet from the top and worried until I realized I could breath underwater. On the way up, my brother swam by again wearing Ray Ban glasses that are extremely deformed. I go above water and see my sister's ex-boyfriend. I ask him for a bowl. (A few dreams ago, I found out I could get "high" in my dreams. And I don't smoke in real life anymore but I loved the feeling). So he hands me a plastic cup with my old blue bowl in it. I do my thing when I see my neighbor walk over and ask my sister's ex what he has in his "shoelace box". He walks into my garage when I punch him in the face for some reason. He gets pretty pissed so he pulls out one of his guns, which is actually a nerf gun with a cap in the front. He shoots to the right of me to try to scare me, but it's just a little pop and I start laughing. I call him a fake and the dream starts fading away. I try to spin to keep it going, and I start to see a scene where I'm playing bass in some concert. It doesn't fully appear and I eventually wake up. I haven't been trying to get lucids for a while, but this might jump me back into it.
I am at the Temple of Nothing. I am big dwarf with white skin and dark red hair wearing iron armor. I survey the scene from the landing pad. There are portals all around. Hundreds of dreamers are pouring into the city. Some of Moon Orcs fuck with them as they tumble in, asking them for license and registration, or attacking or hugging them when they arrive. Suddenly, a small army of remote viewers arrive riding on hoverscooters. They tell me not to move, then shoot lasers at me. Shields up! I fly off the temple, slicing through the fabric of time and space with my great axe, and leap into it pulling the remote viewers with me into a White Void. There we battle. I feel like Neo, invincible. Then, I realize they are all just puppets of...? They disappear. I am back at the pyramid (The Temple of Nothing.) I feel strange. I cough up dark energy. My symbiote leaps off my back rolling around, a shapeless blob, eating it up. Raven hands me a glass of pomegranate juice. MoSh is standing next to me. He looks like a Druid with glasses. He says some ancient incantation, and sacred geometry flies out of his palms, and creates and energy matrix around the City. missing time Atras rides up on winged indigo wolf. "You like my dragon?" he asks me. "Well... it looks more like a..." The beast transforms to a little dragon, and grins at me. "Oh! A shapeshifting steed!" He flies off.
It's been ages since I've been on here or thought about LDing, but I feel that I should sort my life out and get back into it. So here's my account of my first ever lucid dream that I had quite a while ago. I don't have my physical dream journal with me so this is just a rough interpretation from memory, which is pretty accurate I think. I was dreaming that I was in my kitchen having breakfast with my dad and brother, but I got handed a cardboard box, similar to a shoebox and I put it on my head. When said box was placed over my head I could see an image of a landscape quite clearly. After surveying the image I noticed that everything in the foreground had the characteristics of being in the background, but everything in the background had the characteristics of being in the foreground...something to do with focusing and stuff, it would probably make loads more sense dreaming haha. After having this moment of realisation, I thought to myself, I MUST BE DREAMING, upon which I got very excited and whipped the box off my head. I performed a few standard RC's and confirmed that I was in fact dreaming. Knowing that because this was my first, it wouldn't last very long I struggled to calm myself in order to prolong the dream. I ended up looking at yoghurt pots and then closing my eyes and changing the text in a half RC, half lucid fun kind of way. Unfortunately the dream slipped away pretty quickly after that, but it was awesome while it lasted. Onwards for more lucid adventures hopefully!
I was back at school and I was in line at the school cafeteria I wanted to eat chicken roti but I only had £2.50 and I needed £3 what a bump. I got the 50p from that guy and I then owed him 50p which I paid 2 days later. I was walking around with my friends it was home time and I walked past my old tutor then there was a rude ginger kid. I started walking home down the alley way.
Inspired by 'America's Got Talent', one of my first dreams was about some wily buddies of mine doing an acrobatics stunt show. We were all in a matted red-floored arena. We were doing acrobatic butt-painting: not that we were painting butts, instead, we were painting WITH our butts. It went like this: buddy number one would dip his butt in paint, and then do this super diving board stunt that would launch him hundreds of feet into the air. On the way down, he'd smack his painted butt onto a canvas and make a big ol' paint smear. Everybody would start cheering. All things considered, it was very impressive and clearly required some highly exacted and specialized skill. Go him. Next thing I know, I'm in the mountains with my Dad, and we're hunting these cool birds that look like gray pigeon-parrots. I'm shooting a shotgun with dense rounds of bird shot. The gun is hard for me to handle at times, and at one point I get afraid of its weight and power in my hands and discharge it into the gray mist of the forest. Soon after, my Dad and I see one of the pigeon-parrots fly towards us with what seems to be a broken wing. We go to rescue it. While standing next to the pigeon-parrots, the scene morphs, and Father and I are on a truck in a small mountain road. Some guys in the car next to us ask about the way to Camp Chawanakee, an old Boy Scout camp I used to go to every Summer.
Hello everyone. This is my very first attempt at lucid dreaming. Even though the dream recall part went smooth and I actually managed to get DILD near the end, I got overexcited and it collapsed. I've read a half dozen tutorials and hope to get another one tonight. Please, do feel free to comment and offer any ideas. Dream #1 I don't remember this one very well. I remember that my mother had brought at least five cats into the house. I hate cats. The cats were scratching and messing up the whole house. One of them (maybe this one was a small dog) peed on one of the red couches we have in the house. I was furious and kept trying to escape the cats all the time, but they were all over the place. Finally, I managed to lock myself in the bathroom. (Non-Lucid) Dream #2 First I dreamed I was watching the trial of M., a former co-worker of mine, from Hair. (Side note: In real life, I'm a musical theater musician. I'm a trumpeter, and this particular colleague's an actor). Initially I was watching from the balcony, but the view was not very good, so I decided to go down to the theater-courtroom floor; also I wanted to go down because I saw another co-worker, A. L., below, and wanted to ask him something. When I got to A. L.'s seat, I also saw I. R., yet another co-worker, and he asked me if it was I who slept with M.'s girlfriend, since this was related to the trial (I guess he was being tried for killing a guy ho he thought was sleeping with his girlfriend). I replied that I did not want that kind of karma for me. After a time when the prosecution and the judge spoke, M.asked to speak. First he thanked the presence of the band that was there, which I suddenly realized I was part of. I shifted over to the edge of the stage (the trial was being held on a stage) to peek under the skirts of the girls walking by. I can't remember a good deal between this part and the next. After some time, the scene was turning into a feminine football game. I continued to look for the upskirts . I exchanged comments with someone who sat next to me (possibly still I.R.) saying how much I liked those teams' loose uniforms. I decided to watch from another angle. I went around the field to a blue ladder in which players ran up and down. I think I bumped into a guy. At that point I realized that there were also men playing on the team. I did not like the view from up there and went back downstairs. When I came down I was approached by a security guard dressed as a player, saying he would escort me out of the game. He said that the boy in which I think I ran into had broken his neck. At this point, I started to realize I had some control over the environment, but it was very marginal lucidity. I offered the guard a dollar to let me meet the guy I allegedly hurt, and he accepted. I decided I was going to heal the guy with a healing touch. His apartment was on the 275th floor on a building, inside the stadium. The building was an eyesore, looked like it was jumbled out of cardboard. I arrived at the guy's apartment, talked a little with him and healed him with a touch, the way I wanted. Some of his fellows came in to see him. I left with the security guard through the service entrance, which was far more presentable than the social entrance. So a thought struck me: "What the f***? This place has a much better back than front?!". At that point I fully realized I was in a dream. In there, it all came back to me; the minutes before my sleep, the "I'm going to remember my dream" repetition trick I'd used, the Dream Views website, the tutorials I read here, and the fact I pulled it out in my very first attempt. I was completely lucid. Naturally, I was ecstatic. I remembered a tip I read on a magazine that said: "Start out small. Don't try and make a city out of thin air in the first attempt. Try changing the wall color". So I tried to change the wall color from white to orange. It didn't work, so I remembered BillyBob's tutorial on passive control, and suggested to the guard "the wall was turning orange from the sunset". There was no sunset, but at the second I finishing telling that to the guy a blazing sunset appeared at the horizon. "I've made it." But that last achievement was a bit too much for me. As soon as I saw the wall I wanted to change turning white to shade-of-purple to orange, I felt the whole context dissolving around me and my bed under my chest. "Crap", I thought to myself. I got up from bed, hysterical from getting the lucid AND vivid dream at the first shot. I went to tell my mother, but she was still asleep. "Odd", I thought, "She might get late for work." But I was afraid to forget my dream, so I ran to the computer to type it down. Luckily I had forgotten to turn it off the previous night, so I went right to typing. Except I didn't. I couldn't read. There were a series of jumbled, partially-coherent error messages on the screen. Then I woke up. /// This was a very intense experience for me. I've been up for hours and I'm still excited about it.
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