non-lucid lucid notes I tried listening to binaural tones for the first time last night. About 10 minutes before bed, then about 10 minutes again about 4 hours later, before returning to sleep. It's too small of a sample size to draw any conclusions, but I'm definitely going to continue trying it. I didn't log my first LD before returning to sleep and having the second, so there was a good bit of dream before I became lucid that I don't remember now. I also drank too much last night (celebrating new job), so my recall isn't as sharp as normal. I was in a large school building, walking down a crowded hallway toward the office. I entered the office and there were alot of people inside, lots of chatter. The ladies working behind the counter were all young (20s) and extremely attractive. One of them, in particular, was going out of her way to flirt with me. I thought- 'Man, I wish this were a dream.. I would make love to that beautiful thing right here on the countertop.' So I did an RC just for the hell of it- my usual attempt to levitate something- and the stapler on the counter lifted into the air. Oh snap! It IS a dream At this point, I obviously *could* have followed through with my initial urge, but I have other dream goals these days (plus I used to do it all the time when lucid, so I've grown a little bored with that particular bit of dream fun). So I went back out into the hallway, looked around, stood still to collect myself and stabilize. I even rubbed my hands together some based on stuff I have read on DV, but it didn't seem to add much to my stabilization. I decided to try to find the Forest of Denn to complete the first task in WakingNomad's Dream RPG. I began speaking out loud 'I want to go to the Forest of Denn!' I saw a microwave and put my hand on it, closed my eyes and said 'Take me to the Forest of Denn.' I opened my eyes hoping (but alas, not really expecting- d'oh!) to be in the forest, but instead I was still in the hallway and 2 large (and by large I mean tall and very fat) men were coming my way with rather ominous looks on their faces and severe purpose to their gait. Even though I was lucid, I was still afraid of them. Perhaps the searching I was doing had me too into the dream, but whatever the reason, I scrambled up some scaffolding on the hallway wall to put distance between us. I said 'I'm dreaming, you can't do anything to me.' They just smiled vicious grins, and one of them said 'Is that right?' I wasn't taking any chances, so I thrust my hand out at them, and an invisible wall of energy threw them backward through the air. They hit the ground and bounced unceremoniously to a halt. I didn't wait around to see them get up, I knew they were going to come after me. I took to the air from my perch on the scaffolding and was flying down the hallway, dodging archways, lockers, and other obstacles. I tried to fly faster, but for some reason I could only maintain my current speed, which was a little slow for my taste! I could feel the brutes chasing me, but I never turned back. I saw sunlight through an entryway ahead, and banked to the right, emerging onto a grassy mall with scattered benches and people chatting. I looked ahead to the other side of the mall and saw some trees. I thought- 'Hey, maybe that's the Forest of Denn.' As I neared the trees, however, I woke up. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- After waking from the previous lucid, I thought about putting the headphones back on to listen to binaural tones, but I was tired and a little groggy from the wine still, so I just said some mantras for a couple of minutes and dozed off.. I was in a largish room with lots of people, mostly old friends that I hadn't seen in a awhile. My friend Haley came in with her husband and introduced me, but I shook the wrong person's hand. This made me feel embarrassed, so I got up to leave the room. Her husband (his face had changed at this point) came up to shake my hand and tell me not to feel embarrassed. At this point I left the main room and entered a small hallway that resembled a travel-trailer. I went through a side door in the travel-trailer hallway, and my friend Kody and his wife were sitting on a sofa inside. Haley was also there, standing next to a microwave (dunno what the deal was with microwaves last night). I tried to levitate the microwave (for no reason. this is one of the few times in dreams that I have just randomly done the RC without first suspecting it might be a dream), and it worked! I told everyone around that I was dreaming, and went back into the hallway, which still looked like the inside of a travel-trailer. As I moved down the hallway, I was suddenly in a boat with Haley and Kody, and we 'sailed' down and around a tight U-turn, toward a large room. I had lost lucidity at this point, but when Kody told me to get out of the boat, I realized 'Wait a tick, I was lucid dreaming!' and regained lucidity. I exited the hallway via the travel-trailer door, and emerged outside. I stabilized, looking around, rubbing my hands together, reminding myself that I was dreaming. I was on a bluff with a beautiful view overlooking a large canyon surrounded by mountains. I thought that this was the canyon that housed the Dream Views Academy I had visited a couple of times already, but for some reason I decided not to go. There were lots of trees covering the mountains in front of me, so I figured the Forest of Denn might be there. I started to take flight, but for some reason I was having trouble. I can almost always fly with ease, but I occasionally have this issue. I should have just summoned a flying mount, but I've only recently discovered that ability and it didn't come to mind. Instead, I tried to *pull* the distance mountainside to me, as a sort of hackish way to 'teleport' there. This didn't work, but I found I WAS able to do something interesting. I was able to lift the bluff I was on much higher into the air, causing me to be able to look down onto the opposite mountain. The earth I was standing on didn't change in any way, I just sort of bent the whole scene around me to where I was at a higher vantage point. I found this pretty cool and attempted to reverse the process, dropping down while lifting the mountainside on the other side of the canyon higher. It worked, and as I lifted it, I was able to sort of 'curl' the mountainside closer to me. As it got closer, the mountainside became more defined, and I was able to make out more distinct formations of trees and rocks on the other side. It then occurred to me that I was probably close enough to make a super dream jump to the other side.. and my alarm went off. D'oh! I hadn't had a LD for a couple of nights, so perhaps these 2 would have happened without the binaural tones, or maybe the tones had a part in it. Not sure, but I will definitely keep using them for awhile and see what happens. Also, I started doing lots of RCs yesterday, because I was unhappy with having no LDs for a couple of days. I did A LOT of them in the few hours before bed too, so I think this may have had an effect as well. Too bad I drank too much last night, because it hurt my recall, and I actually think I had a third LD that I couldn't remember. Mayhap it will come to me later in the day
Melatonin, hard boiled egg, banana w/ nutella, tums I was in French class, and I kept seeing Mme Irish keep moving around the room, I guess preparing for the fette. I was in the back corner of the room. Mom and I were at Seafood City, but it looked more like Los Amigo's. As we were waiting in line ordering our food, the ladies serving us just left and forgot about the customers. They weren't paying any attention, so ma went over to the workers area, and came out with an apron and hairnet. She filled my tray with poncit and the other thing that she normally gets. I asked her, did they let you do that? She said she didn't care, and just wanted to speed things up. * I remember something also running around in the house. Also I was preventing some people from getting to th object/dead thing.* Sucks that I ate so much last night, expecting to have atleast better recall. ;n;
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Still not much sleep, but I seem to dream alot anyways. Had another short lucid, and a bunch of fragments. 22.30: Sleep 05.10: Dreams and fragments *I'm letting a couple of dogs bite hold my arms in their mouths. They bite me gently. *I've lost my keygenerator pad somewhere in the trash. I enter the small garbage station and start looking for it in a green trash can. There are Billys pizzas everywhere, and I can't seem to find the damn thing. A man comes in through the door. "Oh, hi. I'm just looking for my key" I tell him. He nods and looks away. I spot the thing on the floor, but it's been smashed. *I'm in Monica's car. For some reason I decide to burn it up, and light a small fire in the back seat. Smoke starts to pour out of it as I'm standing nearby, talking to someone. There are tall apartment buildings nearby, and I suddenly realise that they will probably see what I'm doing and call the cops. I douse the fire and get in the car. I head to my dad's house and when I get there, my dad comes out. "Want to buy her car? It's got a new battery and you can take the engine, it's very good" I tell him. He laughs at me, but appears interested. *I'm in skarr's house with two more people. We're in his room on the upper floor, and I sit down in his blue computer chair. I recall him telling me it makes him sweat, alot. I can feel how hot it gets and even though there are several windows open all around us, it's super hot. *I'm not sure what I did before, but I'm lucid. Infront of me is a huge castle, like a church. There's a big flight of stairs leading up to two massive wooden doors. Some guy is walking up the stairs, I think it's my friend G's friend, Emil. "Hey Emil, wait up!" I say and start worrying about the dream ending because they always do when I try to catch up with things. I rub my hands and walk up the stairs after him. He doesn't stop, so I repeat myself. Almost at the top, he stops and turns around and greets me. 05.10: Wake up Amount of sleep: 6½ hours Supplements: None That's it! Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
it all started with my parents telling me to go to the airport to get the time of the last bus departure so i took the car and i remember the road to the airport ,i went to park in the floor stage parking and i saw the way that airport was big , i was with my brother but as soon as we were at the airport i left him awhile to go to see a sexy lady at one of the counters when she saw me she followed me behind some trees she took off her clothes when i saw that just like her i wanted to ((THIS IS MATURE CONTENT havesexshewaitedformyorderssoitoldhertosuckmeshedi dbutthenjusthadhermouthovermyd icksoitoldhertosuckitlikealollypopthenshelaidedonh ersidethenifuckedherhowitshouldbedoneEND OF CONTENT))((I WOULD NEVER BEHAVE THIS WAY IN REAL LIFE)) when i were threw she went to her stand and i went back by my brother and we went to the first stair then i saw Mr chalus his nephew that was my friend and his other nephew that was just someone i knew and his niece i greeted all of them then his niece asked me if helia was with me i told her no then i asked her why did she ask that ,she said it was because the last time we met i was in love with helia so she asked if she could have her luck with me i held her waist and told her yes then we were watching each others eyes then i left telling her that i ask her cousin chalus to give me her facebook profile then as i was going to an informational stand in that airport i thought out to myself how rude was i to give such hope to a girl but it was that she wasn't that model type of woman so i didn't want to hurt her and she was surrounded by her family so maybe my dream-logic used these to make me act in that manner. my brother got the last trip of the urban buses on a brochure he had then we went to ask one of the ladies at the counter i asked her a first time for the time table of the airport buses she didn't answer then the second time she went searching in her folders on her desk i left letting my brother take the information then we drove to go home but then my other brother was in the car(how did he get there ?) then the first brother told me what road to take to go home i told it to the "new" brother but then the first one said that the other would forget that but i could get home without this gps information just by remembering the route i first took then i don't know how they got there but there were groceries in the car and there was a trolley next to the car waiting for us (silly dream-logic) we put them in it and went to take the elevator we missed one or two then when the door reopened the first bro entered and by more silly dream-logic the second bro tried going up stairs with the trolley but then he came back by the elevator doors and to put all the plastic bags on the floor so that we may enter the elevator with these plastic bags but mom came and told us to stop this (silly dream-logic) then after a dream shift we are at our suite (i know there are more things but i forgot them)
Fragments for the first dream. I was on the phone with my friend Chason for the majority of the dream. Every time I would try to go, he would keep me there. It felt like the conversation lasted hours. My mom was on the computer. I finally hung up on him and felt very peaceful. Next I was downstairs when I noticed a lot of police activity outside. I went to the window and saw they were all going to the house next door. There was a single female cop standing outside. There were some dogs from a K9 unit around. I answered my door and there was one of my neighbor's and a cop. I knew him from town. I can't remember what he explained to me, except it was something about drugs, and then he asked if he could look around my house. I said "I'm sorry, officer. I know you're just doing your job, but I don't consent to searches unless you have a warrant." He said okay, a little disappointed. He said, "Well we've just been hit can you give us your fingerprints with this kit?" I replied, "No officer, not unless required by law. He's my neighbor and I've been in his house. I could have accidentally touched something incriminating." He smiled very broadly and so did I, as if this was incredibly funny, then he left. I went to my neighbor's house. When the mother opened the door, she looked very old and sick. She asked me something and then closed the door, which was actually a very large shower curtain, and I saw her kids go upstairs looking tired. I began explaining to her as she shut the curtain how to deal with the police, what her rights were and weren't. She was like "You be my kid now?" because apparently people in my dreams lack basic English skills. She was very happy. I told her a few things she should do as she went to her car. An old man wheeled towards her, complaining about it. My mom also complained that I had told her how to keep herself safe from police inquiry. I think this is all related to my disgust of people decrying the London riots.
Went to bed 12:30 Goals: MILD 8:34 You're Out of Here Had a dream i was in my bros room talking to rachel about something, i go into her bathroom and keep talking, as i finish a sentence i turn around to look more torwards the door. Somehow i can still see rachel from here, but there is also a complete stranger in the bathroom with me. It looks like a lady who lives across the street, except younger and her hair looks to be dyed white or something, she is looking at me and has a very creepy smile. When i see her i freak out and start yelling at her, who are you, get the f out of here, she just smiles and walks away from me into my bros room, she gives me an evil vibe. For some reason in the dream i just get so scared by this lady, i follow her into the next room and grab her by her hair, when i do this i say to myself, im dreaming. Im still quite frightened by how sudden the lady appeared and i have no proof its a dream yet, dont rc because im holding the ladys hair, so i decide to toss her out the sliding glass door. I fling her by her hair towards the door, she goes flying through it at high speed, breaking glass and then flying across the backyard and hitting a side fence. When i did this rachel said , whoah and was quite surprised. I just rem thinking, that was a pretty sweet way to get rid of someone, unfortunately i opened my real eyes here.
I was in my college dorm and walked outside to see the sidewalk from my house. Everyone was gathering and seeing what was happening, so I walked up too. God pulled up on a blue moped and started handing everyone red hats. This made everyone very mad and he started getting scared. He thought the crowd was going to riot. He put on a huge white hat juggled 7 balls with just the tip of it. Everyone was satisfied and went back to their dorms. I went back to mine, but no one was there. The dream turned to black and white and a hand hit the window infront of me. I woke up.
This dream wasnt all that interesting, but here you go I was in littlebigplanet 2, in a third person dream. I was in a side scrolling level in the avalonia background levels. One of the sackboys said i had to use water bending to complete the level. And he said if i use fire bending and he sees, he'll kill me. SO i continued the level. I used water bending to hit switches and move crates with water in them. Soon i used fire bending and he saw, and killed me, and the dream ended.
I remember this dream well, but no fragments. Clarity was average. From where I remember, I was flying above a freeway in a small military aircraft (couldn't really determine at this point if it was a helicopter or a fighter), With some low clouds below us. There was a hostile fighter flying alongside us and I was taking potshots at it with a a handgun, through a small window on either side that slid open. When that ran out, I opened a small hatch in the floor and sat down in a lowered area to man a nose-mounted minigun (It was definitely a helicopter at this point). We flew very low, following the freeway. At this point another helicopter was after us, so I did my best to keep him off us with the minigun. After a while, when things looked clear for a moment, there was up ahead of us one of those metal frame things that go across the freeway to hold signs. There was an explosion past it, and the other helicopter was now flying over the highway coming towards us. He was pulling up to go over the signs, so my pilot told me to hang on and went UNDER the sign. Just down the road were two trucks, one small and one bigger, loaded with machine guns. I strafed them with the minigun, and we continued ahead. As we continued the area became more and more heavily forested, and after a moment we had arrived at a clearing in the woods where we landed and met up with some ground troops. I don't really remember anything after this point.
The first dream was very strange... My cat and I had an... interesting conversation. I don't remember the words, or what exactly was happening. Somehow I didn't become lucid though. Second dream- I had three small spaceships, one that looked like a box, one that looked like a miniature capitol ship, and a fighter. A huge ship flew in, and I jumped into the mini-capitol. Turns out it was the command ship. Everyone turned and stared at me, then one of them said "Welcome back commander." The huge ship started firing at us, and I panicked. I found someone on board who looked like a scientist, and I said "Go research... something..." -lapse in memory- We now had two ships that looked like jedi starfighters.One of them flew at the huge ship, and docked. A freighter knocked it away from the ship, and the bigger ship started to explode. The scientist looked at me and said "There was a robot marine in that ship."
I have a principal role in a film (not the lead, but a major supporting) and the crew has suddenly decided they’re going to put everything in helicopters and go to shoot the rest of the film in Scotland. I realize I don’t have all my wardrobe!! I left it at home! We’re in Stormhaven, my home town, so I tell the production manager and she immediately gets behind a wheel and drives me out to Quartz Beach. We still only have a cottage there, not a full home (in real life we built a full home in 1979 when I was 15). I’m fretting the whole time because it was simply my negligence; I had the wardrobe for a play I just did and I guess I was so tired after the last performance that I threw it over a chair and forgot to put it in a bag to bring to set. Anyway, we’re on the clock, because in four hours, at midnight, we have plane tickets to Scotland. Then it’s my sister Bren behind the wheel. Bren is the problem solver of our family. First she goes through all the tops I have with me and we find one that’s reasonably close to the top I was wearing in earlier takes, but not by any means an exact match. Same colour, different cut. I try to explain to Bren that it’ll be quite noticeable in jump cuts because it’ll appear as though I’m wearing a different outfit from one second to the next in the same conversation. We do have the tights I wore on Total Recall, my Mary Jane shoes, underwear, and the sweater I wore on Total Recall, but not the top I need. All we need is a rose-coloured button-down top. We get to the cottage and I rifle through everything and can’t find the top. Then suddenly there’s a party full of my parents’ relatives and friends, so I can’t leave yet until they all catch up with me. Bren, unsympathetic, is beside me saying, “Smile.” (In other words, the family's concerns for appearances are more important than my career in the film industry.) I manage a tight smile. Bren, unconvinced, gives me a disgusted look. Then I notice we’re in a school. An idea occurs to me and I voice it: “What if they held the Academy Awards in a school like this?” (I think I meant I’d like to bring my ideal world into my real world.) Bren thinks this is a great thought and shares it with Mom, who is on the other side of her. No one seems aware that I need to be on a plane in two hours. We get into Stormhaven and for some reason, we need to stop off at our town home. I’m getting more and more frustrated and scared of production’s reaction to me if I miss the flight and hold up shooting. There’s something I need to get. Yes – it’s the top, which as it turns out is in the house in town, not the cottage. I find it and throw it in my bag, which already has a twin-size mattress in it so there’s not much room. Then we’re in a Canadian Tire store and we’re looking at huge old-fashioned brick-like cell phones that can only call one number. (They're set up like one of those cylindrical devices on The DaVinci Code, mechanically rather than electronically programmed, where certain tabs are depressed and others aren't, so when you press the one button it only dials the one number.) Everyone wants one. I get one so I’ll have it on the plane and be able to update production on where I am. Then we’re cartoon characters bouncing along a sidewalk feeling guilty for all the evils in the world. We’re children playing. I realize by this time that I’m not getting to Scotland. All my friends bounce away and I lose track of them. I yell, “Hey! Consciences! Come back!” – but the only one who hears me is a funny-looking cartoon character in a top hat with a cane. He isn’t one of my friends, so I ignore him.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was on a dark stage with a group of guys. The guys were something like rock stars or performers. I'm not sure whether the stage was in a large or a small venue. Sometimes the atmosphere seemed very small, almost like a coffee shop or a bar. Other times, it seemed like the five guys were addressing a huge crowd, almost like at a political convention. The stage itself seemed sometimes to be more like a small coffee shop or bar, or even a living room. I could see rugs, tables, and lamps. I might even once have seen a small hallway leading back to another room. The five guys were going away. This might have been their last performance ever. So, partly for the crowd's sake, but partly for my own sake, the five guys gave some kind of inspirational speech. They each took a turn speaking. As the person would speak, a spotlight would shine on him. The five speeches were somehow connected. They began in some kind of historical context. They had to do with something like fighting for liberty. Then they moved on to how people shouldn't lose hope, and what kinds of things they could do to keep fighting for liberty. All the time, while each person was talking, I was touching the speaking person's face. I could see each person just fine. But the way I was touching the people's faces was like I couldn't see the people's faces, and like I was trying to understand what they were like. The final person, while I was touching his face, began to laugh a little. I got the impression that he thought I was doing this because I wasn't taking his speech seriously. So I tried to touch his face more seriously. I began tapping his forehead and his chin with a fist like a cat-paw, not closed all the way, but kind of flat. I may have been a little kid at this point, or maybe all through the dream. Dream #2 I was at a service counter at a FedEx. A pretty woman with olive skin, black hair, and black eyes told me something about whatever I was here to do. She said something like things would be ready for me in a while, so I should come back. I thanked the woman and walked away from the counter. I was now in a department store. I was walking around some display areas with really nice dark grey or black slacks. The area all around was also nice, kind of dimly lit, with dark green or blue carpeting. All the display stands also seemed to be made of a nice kind of wood. A few other guys came up around me. There were some tall, white guys and at least one Asian guy. They were all dressed nice, probably in dark blue blazers, pale blue shirts, and khaki slacks. They were all talking with each other, possibly about some kind of business meeting they'd all been to. But they were all hanging around and looking at the pants near me, I could tell, because they assumed, for some reason, that I had good taste in pants (???). I was back in some line, which, as I faced it, looked like a checkout line for this department or clothing store. The cashier counters looked very nice, all made out of heavy wood. They almost looked like bank counters. I was near the front of the line. One of the Asian guys was in front of me, talking to some of the other business guys, who were behind me. This guy wasn't as well dressed as the others. He wore a maroon polo shirt and khaki slacks. They were all talking about something having to do with the military. It was like they had just been to some convention for military scientific projects. There may have been certain aspects of the technology that they either hadn't understood or had been bored by. But there had been a woman there who had really absorbed and processed all the information. The Asian man was now kind of giggling a little, like you would after seeing some kind of daring feat. He then said, almost looking at me, as if he felt I had been listening to and understanding the conversation, "Well, I guess that she is a HLA." (He pronounced "HLA" as "hullay.") I assmed that "HLA" meant "High-Level Analyst." I was now up at the Fedex counter, coming to take care of whatever I had been told to take care of. The woman I had come to was the same woman as before. She had been pretty friendly before. But now she was really rude. She had an envelope, which I knew was for me. But she was kind of angry that this envelope could be for me. She didn't want it to be mine. She didn't want to give it to me. She told me to give her my ID. I did. She seemed to be going through every number on my ID. Then she was going through every number, every digit, on the envelope. She began tapping her fingernails on the counter, trying to find some kind of numerical reason not to give me my package. She was getting mad that she couldn't. I had a feeling she didn't even want to give me my ID back.
I was at a hardware store holding one of those black foldy chairs. I then started to run and found myself at a costco. I remember thinking about looking for one of my friends and they appeared in one of the aisles to the right of me. I then "teleported" to a little shack where I saw one of my friends from elementary school. We were smoking pot and drinking for the rest of my dream.
I was in some room with a group of people, and there was one person asking questions on different personality types. They asked me about one, and I answered it. Then another one, but I didn't know what it was. Silvia answered it and said she dated a guy who reworked her entire plumbing in her house. There were more questions about these people, and every time, she would answer with some short story about how some guy she dated was helping her out around her house. Later on, I'm playing some fighting game, and I lost two times because of the stage we were on. There were certain parts where both characters needed to head to another location, but mine got left behind....so it was considered a knockout.
dream was in my house but there was alot of my friends there past and present, my fiancee went out and was taking longer than expected, i think she was in a mood with me. i also remember looking out the window for her but i just seen loads of people hanging around in groups, as if like they were rioters that i have seen on the new in london. when i was looking at the group of people i seen someone with a simalr zipper to one i have and thought it was my fiancee but after looking closer it wasnt.
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