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Dream - Lucid

I remember something about an ex, Brett, recalling us going on some trip. He said we stopped at some old boat. I remember us exploring the boat. It was kind of like the Titanic. He seemed annoyed that we had stopped. I had "remembered" that while we were there, we had sex.

Then, I remember being in my kitchen. I saw a bag of those Butterfinger Snackers. I picked one out of the bag and put it in my mouth. I didn't know why I did that, because I don't like peanuts or peanut butter. But I ate it anyway. As I chewed it, I noticed it didn't really taste too much like peanut butter. I chewed it 50 or so times before I swallowed it.

At some point during my dreams last night, I realized I was dreaming, but quickly forgot.

My recall=horrible. Hopefully after a vacation I can get it back up to par. -_-

Dream Lucid Awake

I wake up after 5 hours and do a 20 min WB2B. I take a Galantamine + Choline pill, right before falling asleep

Riding in the passenger seat of my friend tom's car. We are heading down a two lane road with trees and bright green fields all around us. I ask tom if I can put on a book on tape about serial killers/ghost stories. He says it's fine. We put the tape on and as we listen about this evil woman who haunts families and kills children Tom starts freak out.

We pass over a rickety two lane bridge and then he makes a U-turn. He starts driving fast in the other direction and I ask him what's going on. He won't talk and I ask him where he's going. He drives the car off of the road and down by the river under the bridge. He looks very freaked out. I tell him that this is only a book. That's when I realize that this is a dream. I take a deep breath and I'm ok.

The dream fades to black and I'm back in my body.

I hold still til I DEILD and I'm back in the car with tom. He's still freaking out quietly and staring at the steering wheel. I tell him we can turn off the book and ask him if it's ok if I drive. We walk around the car and I get in the driver's seat. I ask him if this is one of those flying cars and he says of course. I push a button in the center console and say "this is the lift off button right?" he says sure. The car goes up on the air and I get excited. I fly around in the car for a while and pull a couple of barrel rolls.

I see a cute girl on the ground standing by her boyfriend and I think I'd like to make out with her. As I go to land near her I misjudge and accidently land on top of her. The guy starts yelling at me and I'm like "oh Shit" and pull the car back up into the air and fly away again. I land outside of a small corner shop. The shop is like an all old timey wooden seven eleven. Two girls and a guy are inside.

I walk in and kiss one of the girls. She pulls back disgusted like what the fuck are you doing? I grab her shirt by the collar and tear it in half. She has blue flower pasties over her nipples and I pull them off. The guy pulls me around and takes a swing at me. I see it coming in slow motion matrix style and dodge it. I punch at him but my swing is in slow motion and when it hits him it's too slow to do any damage. I look at the other girl and she winks at me. I take her shirt off and I wake up.

The first one that comes to mind is being a very heavyset man. He measured my butt and then told me how much I weighed (131 lbs) and how much of that was fat. Then we went somewhere and was eating something (saltine crackers?) but I ended up hiding them in a drawer so we wouldn't eat them all at once.

I remember something about running across a busy street with someone (my ex or my hubby). One of the Elders was on the other side and the person I was with rushed over to say hi. They shook hands and I was jealous the man with me wasn't shunned (ignored).
We were on a date or sorts and I kept almost ruining it by talking about serious things (The oppression of women was one topic lol), but I ended up turning the date around.

In another dream, I was riding in a car with my dad driving. I was speaking to him about religion and what spirits were/were not. Then I talked about the "afterlife". I closed the conversation by telling him that some of what I said weren't Biblical, but I knew they were correct. I also said, they were my own ideas and not to hold it against any Jehovah's Witnesses he might run across. (A lot of what I told him was stuff I don't believe IRL lol)


>>The religious dreams came about from seeing former Congregation members these last few days while out and about.
I spoke to my mom last night about my dad and my ex
I feel fat
My daughters friend thinks our house is haunted, lol, so the bit about spirits came from there.

I'm surprised I remembered anything at all. Very early this morning, the rabbit woke me up thumping his feet. My daughter has a second friend staying with us and he doesn't know how to close the bathroom door when he's done. Animals ventured in the bathroom which scared bunny. Judging by the water on the toilet seat and the lack of water in the bowl, I'd say both dogs ventured in. Thankfully, they were more interested in toilet water then the rabbit. Needless to say, I brought bunny into my bedroom.

06/21/2011

1mg melatonin

- I woke up with an image of watching two people merge into one. A blonde-haired, blue-eyed "good" guy merging into a 'twin'. A narrative was running through my mind about how the one I was watching was a "man who visits brothels". I slipped out of the dream as my alarm went off and I received a clear message (it may have been in text on a dream-ticker) that "One is part of the All."



06/22/2011

1mg melatonin
200mcg huperzine-a (pm)

- I was walking down a street that looked like it was by 3rd and Pike/3rd and Union area in Downtown Seattle. To my right was a "JCP" department store (JC Penney?). I was surprised that there was one "just down the street from me" and I had only just noticed. (IRL there is one just down the street from me but I don't live in Seattle anymore.) I walked in and the merchandise was all really inexpensive, and extravagantly beaded and glittery gowns and hats mostly in black and gold. I had an idea to buy it all and then resell it "next year", for 99cents a piece, then realized that didn't make sense, I wouldn't make a profit because it cost more than that.

- I was in a kitchen talking to a woman who looked like Heather P. I think we were disagreeing about a philosophical view, emotional tone was more as though I were being lectured. She was kind of ranting about life being a long string of moments and waiting for the NOW that never comes. I was thinking that she probably wasn't making sense. I may have gone into
a small bathroom to hide from her.

- I was in a kitchen washing dishes with a female friend, telling her about the website Baggage Reclaim and how much it helped me when I realized I was emotionally unavailable,
dating emotionally unavailable men. I even shed a few tears. (This was related to a conversation I had with a friend the night before who seems to me to be pretty delusional about her marriage but at least on the right track to sorting things out. I wanted to tell her about how much the information on the site had helped me but it didn't seem appropriate.)

Note to self: I want to remember to process the emotional stuff (a la Ryan Hurd's suggestion) BEFORE I go
to sleep so my dreams aren't doing the crappy processing work.

I usually only post lucid dream online. But this one was different. Almost like being lucid.

I am with some CIA group and we have the power to meditate on who we want to be and we awaken as that person or thing in time. I was trying to control a toy doll for whatever reason. There are other with me. we all lie down. I wake up and there was something about Bill Clinton. I said something funny to him but I also failed the mission by doing that I was jerked back.

This time I am to be this young African American woman.
I am free falling. I am with a woman. We are in transition or leaping. Some man appears and he is going after the same one I am. we argue and I say this one is mine. I surge forward to beat him there. I wake up and check my laptop. I look at the profile and see a picture. I look in the mirror and sure enough. I look just like her. Assassination is my task. I rig stuff up and plug this thing in and I realize I am missing something. An explosion goes off outside too early. Someone is coming. I realize too late I am missing whatever it is I am supposed to have. I grab a large picture and kind of hide my body behind it. I have a large combat knife in the other hand. I figure I can confuse and surprise the person and attack quickly. I am behind a door it opens and I come around with knife held high. It is a pretty young woman and I cannot stab her. I don't want to kill anyone. I know I must. I hesitate she screams and cowers. I am taking too long. I should have don't it already. I am failing the mission. I step forward. I don't want to do it. I suddenly wake up

I am living with Jack Black and I something happens were not getting along. I think maybe he has physiological problems. My mom comes I talk to her about it. Then I go outside and find him tied up. We have to go get the guy that did it.
Something happens at this point I realize I am dreaming.
I find myself in a large room of people. I am walking down the hallway to go in the room and I am telling myself I am dreaming. I feel my hand rub together and I think I should do something funny to scare all the people. I decide to hover and fly in and. I make my face as distorted and scary as I can imagine. I feel my teeth grow huge fangs. I fly in and make an inhuman roar. EVERYONE in the room screams and runs away. The room is totaly empty. I think geez I guess I over did it. I laugh. I walk around the building. And realize I am in a mega church. Everyone everywhere has ran away.
Then the dream shifts and I find myself in the middle of some church play. Its confusing. I see people from tx that I haven seen in years. I am walking down the hallway again and I remember I am dreaming.
I remember that I decided to create a light-saber. I look at my hand but its empty. I keep trying to imagine a light-saber hilt. nothing. I see a mirror and try again. The room gets dark and I see myself with a red light-saber. I twirl it and spin it around like in the movies with all the sound effects. Then I see someone else come at me with a green light-saber. We clash for a moments. The figure fades away then back. It has no light-saber. I wonder where it went. I guess it threw it. I hear it coming. I put my light-saber hover my head behind my back. I deflect the figures light-saber at the last second. Then I force throw my own light-saber at the robbed figure. I see mine past right through with no damage. Like it was a ghost. I see him clearly now. It is a dark skinned man with a green and white robe. He is just standing there calmly with arms crossed in a very sage like stance. I see my light saber return to me but I realize I have no idea how to catch it without getting injured. I see the blade pass through me. There is no pain or sensation. Everything goes black. Death by my own light-saber. What a shame.;)

I tried to DEILD by putting my ipod in a sock then my hand in the sock. then keep my finger on the button to turn the alarm off. It didn't work. I set the alarm for 2:00 and didn't get up till 2:45. My ipod was on the floor. I was just flipping out over the sound for 45 minutes? I turned off the rest of the alarms thinking, this is not going to work.
I went back to sleep and my brain exploded with dreams.

Vividness: 6 mostly. 8 when i started to get lucid.
Lucidity: 7.5 when i was.
Lucid = this
It all started out in my second block class, Mr.P. We were looking at the projector going over some paper that was handed out by some program from a website. I used my Ipod and just told the teacher i was trying to save paper.
-SKIP
I was hiding behind what looked to be like 3 blue bathroom stalls lined up, but it was just like 3 doors leading to this section of the room. There were chains hanging from the bottom to ensure nothing could get through. I was with a friend i don't remember who, but i turned to him and was like "This would be great for zombies."
He looked back at me and said in less its Jeremy(6 ft 7 monster).
-SKIP
I was in my third block class and we had to turn a paper in, i remembered that i gave up in this class and didn't care.(AP, underestimated the work) then i remember going into another room where we keep our things.(not in rl) I went to look for my book bag through every ones things knocked down this one girls purse along with her slushy, She walked in right afterward. I picked up her purse and handed it to her and said "sorry." i grabbed 3-4 tissues from a tissue box and it seemed to be enough to get it wiped up. Then i left the school.
-SKIP
I was at my house looking out the window when i saw my class walk by from school. I thought to my self i thought school was out? How did i get home?(I punched my self in the mourning) I looked at the time it was 2:13. "oh shit, i accidentally skipped school, oh well." some time went by and i looked out my back yard, me and all my neighbors yards were much bigger and had savanna like terrain. There were HUGE black white wolfs running around. I remember walking out on my deck and seeing a horde of them pouncing on something, not sure what. My neighbor Patrick back yard was diagonal from mine and i remember him wave his hand frantically, I was just thinking, what does he want? I turned and saw a big black wolf heading up the stairs. I turned around and ran inside with him almost biting me, his head was about up to my shoulder! I turned around and started punching the sliding glass door taunting him. My dad walked in "I almost got killed by a wolf" i said."Yeah rick(neighbor) over there shot one the other day" he said. I went to turn out the light cause there was a glare on the door. It turned out perfectly. i thought it was too dark so i went to turn on the chandelier. The light didn't turn on (another punch). I told my dad "I think the light burnt out." I turned and looked at the chandelier and a false memory was created that we got a new one.(PUNCH) I looked out the window and looked at the wolfs with my dad. Then i started waking up. I thought to my self DEILD DEILD DEILD DEILD!
I was lying in bed and suddenly my body got a suggestion from itself just to imagine my arms flailing in the air like a concert or something. I was in a parkour(free running) gymnasium. I started walking down a stair case into the lower level rubbing my hands together. i remember hitting my watch remembering. I never wear watches? it was one of the fancy ones with 3 clocks under the clock. i ended up in a room surrounded with these black bars that were connected vertically and horizontally with tubing around it like a noodle for a pool. There was a radio going on I sat there and i listened to it, it was really interesting. There was a news report of a guy that had a sexual urges to rape torture and kill his room mate. She wasn't suppose to be home till the next day since she was spending the night at her sisters. Well the guy wanted to get a rush. So he sat on the stairs acting if she was coming home with a rope and a belt. He wanted the rush to be as real as possible so he acted as if he was serious about it, replaying it in his head over and over. Acting as if he would stand up and look to see if it was her car coming in the drive way. She ended up getting into a fight with her sister and coming home. You know the rest. I started to fade out..... nooooo....
I woke up in my room, i didn't even do i a RC i was just like, brain? i know what your up to? I wanted to see how real it could be so i turned on my Xbox and started to play brink i was looking at every detail. Probably the most vivid dream i had. I looked and was on a map that seemed to be in Rome or Madrid. I remember the fountain in the middle and old styling houses around the side. with random shaped bricks making the road. Then i was like "I can play Xbox in RL!" i stood up walked out side and began walking to my friends house. I turned to go on the next road and saw a black car, it had just rained and the mist was shooting up from the back of it. I remember staring can cause you to wake up so i tried to bounce my eyes from each side of the road and back to the car. It passed and i crossed the road. It was the one my friend lived on so i thought, this roads long so i'm going to fly. I jumped up and fell back down thinking "well fu....." I then took a second and thought ITS MY DREAM i jumped up and started making fast race car noises and ZOOOM. i went to fast and the area began to look unfamiliar. I went back to see if i could reconnect the pieces, But there was a trailer there. I walked in and they had 2 dogs. there was a girl her husband, and a old man. i suddenly imagined my self as the guy from 7 evil X'es or youth in revolt. I was suddenly part of the family and lost my lucidity. I remember asking if i could consider the short haired golden lab as my dog. the old man said no. the other dog was a mutt, lazy sleeping dog. suddenly 2-3 years jumped and the old man had passed away. I asked the girls husband if i could have the golden dog, apparently he used to be a award winner and i wanted to get him back in his game. I remember waking up and seeing the mutt crying from his owner passing. the girl said "she was crying in the bedroom too, i think it was just she was sleeping in front of the oven."(made sense at the time?) I then woke up, i looked at the clock, i went to sleep at around 3:30-4. It was only 4:45.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was looking through some kind of magazine like the New Yorker, although a lot of the formatting for the magazine seemed like it was for a popular men's magazine like Maxim.

There were three articles by Joyce Carol Oates in this magazine. I wanted to write Oates a letter to tell her how much I'd appreciated her articles. But I realized that I hadn't actually read the articles, and that I'd look like just some kind of "autograph hunter" if I wrote the letter, expecting a response, without having read the articles.

So I flipped through the magazine to find the articles. I found one of the articles, which seemed like a two-pager, on the front and back side of one sheet of paper. The article was all in some kind of grey text box. I figured this article would be the easiest to read, since it was so short. But even it seemed too long.

I got a little confused as to whether the article was one pages or two pages. I then came to the conclusion that the article was written on both sides of the page, but that the second page was partly taken up by an advertisement. So the whole article was less than two pages long.

The article, I could probably tell, was about Oates and her "new husband" taking their honeymoon in Italy. But the place they'd rented for their honeymoon seemed to me more like a place they'd just bought or rented for the long term.

The first paragraph mentioned something about how the apartment was just perfect "for allowing us to tatertater (an expression which means very much the same thing for us adults as it did when we were children)."

I couldn't figure out what tatertater meant. I just figured it had something to do with making tater tots "out of the can" (?).

So Oates was apparently pleased at first glance with the place. But she said that there ended up being a lot of faults. Mostly the place hadn't been very well cleaned after the previous occupants left. There were plenty of signs of their still having lived here.

One was that, "For close-drivers, a guard rail had been put right up against the edge." I couldn't quite figure out what close drivers would be doing in a house, or what kind of edge Oates was talking about.

But there was a picture, a kind of half-impressionist oil or pastel painting of the place. I looked at it and saw that there was some kind of babmboo fencing, still green, fastened all around the breakfast bar.

I realized that the "close-drivers" were people who pushed their babies in strollers everywhere and had the habit of bashing into everything with the strollers. The bamboo fencing was put up to protect the wood of the breakfast bar. The apartment seemed to be a living room with the kitchen inside of it. The breakfast bar and the kitchen counter seemed to be the biggest parts of this room of the apartment.

I was kind of worried. I didn't think I'd be able to get through this article. There was so much new language in it, so much current speech that I couldn't follow. I also felt bad because Oates, a few decades my senior, knew all this current vernacular, while I had no idea what it meant.

I continued reading the article and looking at the painting. Oates complaints were then that there were empty food cans strewn all over the place, as well as newspapers. I looked at the drawing again. There were newspapers and cans strewn on both the kitchen counters and the floor.

I thought, Did the landlords here bother to clean this place up at all when the last people left?

Ok so I started last night(again) to dedicate myself to being more into my dreams and lucidity. I had two recalled vivid dreams last night but I didnt write them right away. All is not lost though. Remembering that I had two dreams and some of the details of one right after I rededicated is fast progress for me. Things must be improving. This dream was a little scary. I had a knife and was accepted into some group(my knife was special) and then later in the dream the 5 or so people decided not accept me any longer and they were going to outkast me as they were making this decision. They as a group also had a knife(symbolic as was mine) and they were going to use it to "cut" me from the group. As I prepared to secretly defend myself they also prepared to secretly cut me from the group. I had another dream and it was longer more vivid more intenst but I forgot it.

Red = WILD Blue = DILD Green = DEILD


so i was up for around an hour when i WILD i am running lots of thoughts about what i will dream about and when i start to think of fast things, im suddenly rushed into a scene where i am floating across tables . at first i want to stay off the ground but as i lost lucidity that way last time i was concentrating on landing i do a couple of RC's on realise that a very small figure is at the top of the hill throwing things at me but i just wanted to concentrate on making the dream stable, i try to make my way up this hill but its distracting me from the dream so i start shouting (which was strange as all the talking in my dreams are normally in my head, weird to explain but this was actually full on shouting). then suddenly im in a car park with my brother except this is a FA as i had to think to myself i never actually woke up from the WILD so when i do a RC i expected it to fail but no it works and i see a DC and for the first time i decide to smash them up lol. after this i was lying in my bed and my eyes hadent even opened, i could still feel i was just dreaming so when i started to think about my dream im suddenly walking through a big grass park with my fiancee i do a RC and it confirms this but then i spent the longest i have in a LD and all i was doing was all the picking things up and touching things and just really feeling things around my. and more shouting

It was really good!!!!!

I am on a street corner in the city and it starts raining. I walk into a building and I end up by the bathrooms. I see lots of people from work there, specifically DM and MP. Everyone is waiting around the entrance to the bathroom, sitting everywhere and talking to each other. I'm talking to DM and she tells me to stay with them and we'll go around the city together.

...

I'm in a canoe with a girl from high school CF (RANDOM.. never talked to the girl in my life). I notice she has about 2 inches of gray and white roots showing in her hair but she is still very pretty. I ask her if she has caught any fish and she says no. Then I hold up this huge fish and say "What about this?" and she says she forgot about it and to open it up, then I see she is joking because it's like a fake fish that's really a backpack or something. She does this call with the paddle, sounds like when you cup your hands together and blow. Then I see a bunch of guys' faces looking scared and they are each counting backwards from 10. It's like a movie. When they stop counting CF tells me we are about to get to a bad part in the river. I start paddling and going down the river almost like skiing motions. It's really steep and rocky but I don't think it's too bad. When we get to the bottom, CF says this area is "lined with skeletons of missing people". This freaks me out. She does the call again with the paddle. I say I'm getting back in the boat because I'm scared of alligators and dead bodies. She hands me a gift card and I'm trying to read what it says. It says "to Laure" and I assume she had a friend going with her who cancelled. Then I can see where she wrote my name. She tells me thank you.

...

I'm in a church.

Well, last night was certainly interesting. I had one lucid dream, (that dragged on and may have been followed by a second dream with moments of lucidity -- I'm not sure if there was a split or the two were the same dream). I had another dream which was not lucid, but had a strong emotional impact on me, one of the stronger ones I've felt in what dreams I can think of.


#1004:
Date: June 20th, 2011
Length: 8 minutes

I was downstairs in my house. It was dark, very early morning (say, 2 AM or so). I was near the kitchen, and my mom was also there, though I don't recall what she was doing really. After a few moments of idling about, I recognized one of my strong dream signs -- darkness. This caused me to do the ever-reliable nose plugging reality check: as usual, I was able to breathe through my nose even though it was plugged.

It took me a few moments to realize that I could actually breathe and that it meant I must be dreaming, but I became lucid. I had intended the day before to have dream sex, so I won't go into the details, but needless to say it happened: I don't quite remember how I got to the place where I found the person I was looking for, something with a phonecall.

After the sex I did not wake up, but instead went along with another woman to some strange room which slowly morphed into a movie theater. Before entering, she shot out a camera on the ceiling with a gun.

(Lucidity around this point was tenuous, kind of came and went as far as I recall, so I'm switching colors) A bunch of people walked into the room, apparently to see the movie. The woman I was with suddenly turned hostile, and tried to stab me with a bizarre syringe that contained a sort of liquefied or powdered metal alloy. I pushed her away, and left the theater.

Here the dream, and my recall, becomes blurry. I think everything went black, but eventually I found myself outside in a dark, snowy place. I think I was lucid at this point, and I tried to stabilize the dream. Eventually a sort of city formed around me. I remember trying to experience the whole environment, focusing on things like trees and the snow to really make the dream as vivid as possible. Soon people were gathering around me, and my brother was also there. I think a sort of plaza with a statue was created around me, or at least I ended up there. I unfortunately don't recall much more than that, I think I woke up around that point.


#1005:
Date: June 20th, 2011
Length: 6 minutes

I was at a party which was basically a meeting of a lot of old friends of mine. At the beginning of the dream I was sitting on some kind of bench, looking in the distance as most of my old friends were getting food at a barbeque and caught up. I was, for some reason or another, anxious to actually go see them and say hello after a long time of not having seen them.

Finally everyone sort of dispersed, and I went to the barbeque to get a hot dog. There was a girl there, and at first I thought she was someone I vaguely knew as a freshman in high school. Looking fairly neutral at first, she offered me a hot dog, and I took it. After a few moments, though, I sat down and we began an intense conversation. I was apprehensive and unsure of myself, while she seemed fairly upset, at least at first.

She told me that she had only two questions for me. The first was why I had never really reached out to her after we went our separate ways. She was obviously hurt and a little angry about this. Trying to be compassionate but also puzzled by how she was acting, I explained to her that I didn't feel like I ever really knew her that well, and so I didn't feel the need to continue talking when we weren't in the same school anymore. She seemed really surprised by my response, and I suddenly realized that she was not the person I thought she was (I think her appearance in fact changed between the two people as the dream went on).

She was not some vague acquaintance from high school, but a good friend from before that. I felt terrible, apologized and explained that I had confused her for someone else. I then tried to explain, and figure out for myself, why I hadn't tried to get back into contact with her. The conversation continued like this for quite a while, and over time we seemed to rekindle that old friendship and I started feeling true compassion for her, and regretted not having talked with her for this long. On her side, she seemed less angry than before, and more understanding.

Finally, with most bridges mended, she reached her second question: something along the lines of "Would you consider going out with me?" This sort of blew me out of the water. It was unexpected and surprising, especially with how the conversation had started and how we didn't "really" know each other anymore. But I realized we were actually quite similar, she attracted me, and I felt a connection with her. At the same time, this was all really sudden, and feelings aside, did we really know each other anymore?

She sensed my hesitation, but I didn't want her to think I was rejecting her, because I didn't want to. I think I said something along the lines of: "Well, I would definitely not say 'no.'" This was my way of saying that I definitely felt something between us, but was sort of confused at the whole situation and how quickly it all happened. She seemed pretty satisfied with the response, and we continued talking until it was clear we would at least give a shot at some sort of relationship. I took her hand and my mind raced as I thought of what was happening, and how she somehow seemed to be the perfect fit for me. It seemed too good to be true, but I was firmly decided on at least giving it a shot. Despite my few doubts, I felt an overall sense of immense peace and hopefulness.


What it all means I suppose is for me to decide: I think I will remember this dream for a long time though. It is really sort of a plain/mundane dream in content or plot and may seem kind of cheesy on the surface, but I felt so many strong, genuine and varied emotions throughout it. Truly amazing what the dreaming mind can do.

Build Your Own Droid
I am in MoSh's inner world house with MoSh, he is looking around as if he has lost something. I ask what he is looking for, he says he is looking for Asuka. I ask him why he is looking for Asuka in a cabinet, as he has just opened one of the kitchen cabinets and is looking inside carefully. He pauses and closes the cabinet without answering. I have a vague memory of talking to MoSh on Skype about doing a mutual healing. I mention that to MoSh, and he says he wants to do that still, but he wants Asuka to be there, too. He says he wants to be sure she is ok. I say ok, then I will help him look for Asuka. MoSh is now looking in a closet for Asuka, though I am not sure why she would be in there unless they had been playing a game of hide and seek. After searching a bit more we finally find Asuka out in the back garden, just sitting amongst the flowers.

Now that we have found Asuka, all three of us go through a portal to the healing glen on the moon. As if he psychically knew what we were up to, Basara is already there and waiting, or maybe he had been there for some other reason and our timing just happened to match up. Now there are four of us, we use healing spells and fill the glen with glowing golden energy that is very relaxing. Basara says he is glad to see me, and he hopes I will be able to remember this dream. I say I also hope to remember. We all go back to MoSh's inner world, it seems there is something there he wants to check on, though I don't remember just what that is. There are numerous electronic parts lying around one of the rooms in his house, and the next thing I know we are putting those parts together in various ways trying to design a robot of some kind. Not an android like MoSh's version of Data who lives in his inner world, but more of a Star Wars type droid. The four of us are deciding on what the droid should look like, what abilities it should have, what its personality should be, etc.

Basara doesn't seem too interested in constructing a droid, so he kicks back in a chair and starts playing guitar. Asuka and I are trying to decide on a face for the droid while MoSh looks over a list of abilities that could be given to the droid.

Roight, so my first night of attempted dream recall. After attempting to WILD as per KingYoshi's guide, and failing abysmally, i decided to go to sleep. What I remember of this dream (it may even have been multiple seperate dreams) is fractured at best, but here it is.

I wake up to find everything more or less as normal, wander around for a bit, and went to check on the dog, who was in my father's bedroom (he had already gone to work). I find the dog asleep, and suddenly the phone begins ringing. I ignored it, and looked at the computer screen, which seemed to show a CCTV cam of a beach. I seemed to know it was in my home town, despite the fact that it doesn't look remotely familiar. I walk out the door and find myself on the same beach, with no memory of how i got there.
I look around. The beach is wide, and curves round sharply, so there is sea in 3 directions around me. about 10 or 15 metres out, there is a very large crane-like structure protruding from the water- it put me in mind of some kind of giant oil-rig. I climbed the ladder, expecting to see someone at the top. When i get up there my mobile phone rings. I answer it, and speak to my father, who asks me what i'm doing up there. He tells me he is at work, and then hangs up.
I go down the ladder again, and see a group of 3 or 4 killer whales in the distance, one of which comes very close to the shore. Up close, i see it's completely black, and looks more like a cross between a killer and sperm-whale. it then drifts onto the beach, and starts sliding along the ground like a snail. I start walking away from it, and it speeds up.
Suddenly i find myself in my local cornershop, except that the interior has been rearranged. I buy a bag of shopping, the contents of which i can't recall, and walked out, except when i got out the door, everything in the bag was gone. I walked back in and asked the shopkeeper if she'd seen it, and she said it was still in the bag. I look, and find it still there. When i leave, however, it disappears again.
I then appear to be in some underground place, which i thought was an aquarium, for no logical reason. A group of us were following the tour guide, who was talking about the revolutionary new A.I system they had in charge of the building now. As we walk, laser beams go across the corridor; these look like very narrow Hardlight Beams, if you've ever played Portal 2 you'll know what i mean by that.
The tour guide clapped his hands once, and 5 people came out of a side room. These were dressed as the 3 musketeers. They continued down the corridor, dodging the lasers with mission-impossible music (but played on a Bass guitar, by the sound of it) playing in the background.
==Dream Ends==

I did not manage to attain lucidity, but I remember more than I usually would in a dream. I've also come to the conclusion that my mind is, well. A bit weird. Agree?

June 21, 2011


Introduction


When I first came to DV I knew I was bored with my dreaming life and needed to focus on it to find some kind of solution. I have had some interesting experiences because of DV but still I felt an emptiness to it all. Then I realized recently I needed a challenge. This virtually impossible since I am all but god in my dreams, totally invulnerable but also with no challenges. Yes DC’s threaten me but I dispatch with them with so little effort it is barely amusing. Then I saw The Green Lantern movie the other day and I realized that like in the movie I needed not a physical threat to overcome but a psychological challenge, fear, I needed to overcome any fears I may have. I was not sure what those fears might be but I was about to find out.


A little Green Lantern vid to show you some of the basics.

I went to bed a little late at about 1:45 and as usual for this past month worked on my presleep visual imagery of Cerebro from the X-men but mine is a little different. I have gotten to some great visualizations that actually make my head feel almost disconnected and Cerebro is to help me focus on my abilities and grow them and somehow it’s working my subconscious has been extremely active lately. I completed some mental exercises through the Cerebro exercise and fell asleep during this as usual.



Type: Horror/Battle.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 and later Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I'm at a stadium high up in a glassed in level the last rows of spectators on the top. I can’t see anything from this height but there are people sitting around outside this area some of them are sitting on the roof facing the city and parking lot below. (It is early in the night and dreams are chaotic at this point and I fully realize that and have not only gotten used to it but have become at peace with this, I no longer expect “reality” in such early night dreams. Maybe its just me but everything I have heard about REM sleep is crap, I dream nearly all night.) One of the men, a young guy about 20 years old stood up and I wondered what he was doing. Then he stumbled a bit and almost fell off the very top of the stadium.


“Hey did you see that? That guys nuts.” I said to the guy sitting next to me. I shook my head but it was just a dream.

Then the guy standing on top of roof of the stadium caught some clothesline rope around his neck and floated up into the air and even into our glassed in area that’s when I could see he was dead. I felt sad that the poor guy was dead now.



He floated around the back of our seats but when he came around my left hanging in the air, his face was bloody. It wasn’t that his face had blood on it but it was a lot of caked on blood in a gooey mass of blood partially dried, like he had fallen and his brains and blood pooled and dried on his face. I have seen worse I’ve seen actual autopsies (and actually think they are amazing) but here was this guy who had his whole life ahead of him and now its so sad and discussing.



My lucidity kicked in and I was outraged at being so upset in the dream.
I realized I was already upset and thought how I could turn back or erase the past.

“See that right here?!” making a circle with my fingers over the whole upsetting scene. “Get rid of that!”


“No.” I heard in an evil villain voice.


Despite the disembodied voice, the defaced suicidal dead man was gone replaced by a burn spot like when old films burned to a blackness of a burn spot.



“Then where should it go?”


A man looking like the Anonymous logo
but with an all white featureless face appeared in the air about 15 feet away over the burn spot in the dream that I had created.


“Back into the body” He said.

I needed to protect my body from whatever this negativity was!


All of a sudden the man turned into a cloud like in The Green Lantern (TGL) of yellow and smoke and thrusted out attacking me!



SWOOSH!


It happened so unexpectedly fast I instinctively formed a shield up again like in TGL! I saw it so clearly, the transparent shield and I could feel through my mind the force of the fear on the other side trying to break through. The fear was a thing and it was trying to make me fear it and it was working. All my fears kicked into over drive, can I defend against this thing, how long could I hold out? I could actually feel its distance from me!



SWOOSH!

It attacked again part thought part terror. I summoned light sabers but it only defended and did not do anything to it. I felt myself being pushed back in a panic but I resisted by keeping my mind busy on the battle.



I realized I was no longer in the dream state but was still being attacked by whatever this is! What is going on here? How long could this go on?


SWOOSH!


The cloud of yellow fear thrust at me yet again and I rebuffed it with a huge fist but these attacks where coming at a million miles a second, I could barely think fast enough. I began to realize I needed an offensive move but it was all happening too fast to think about it!



SWOOSH!


I visualized a huge chain going around it but this did little and then



SWOOSH!


I saw it form a small chainsaw and I did the same, I rebuffed it again!

I was gaining confidence in this psychic battle.
I formed a belief that I could withstand this force for eternity if needed. I had learned, from the dream world long ago, beliefs where extremely powerful tools and how I could create them at will.


SWOOSH!


I saw it coming yet again and formed a psychic shield over all of me and it pounded against it once,



SWOOSH!


twice,



SWOOSH!


three times and I knew it would hold. Now I could open my eyes up safely having essentially won. I was sweating and a little shaken but very glad I won that hellashish attack!


My room was still dark, time 3:15. I went to bed at 1:45, “so much for REM sleep.”


I could still feel the fear though and a shiver when up my spine all alone in my dark room. I had the impulse to jump up and turn on the lights but “no I must defeat this here too!” I was no longer afraid, I needed to embraced it! I pictured the poor horrible bloody face and not fight the fear but not believe in it either. I examined what was so scary about this, more like a sad horror really. Gradually it was less and less scary and the room felt more and more like the air cooled safe household that it really was.



I rolled over and went back to sleep. If there was something evil out there, or in my dreams, I knew how to defeat it and if it needed a rematch I would have been happy to oblige, I knew its deadly weakness and was no longer afraid.



Dream 2


Type: Regular Dream. Repeat with new many elements.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am new to moving in an apartment complex in a bad Hispanic neighborhood. There are a couple of tough looking dudes standing next to my new place’s door and they don’t want to move out of the way. I get up close to them and they look at me threatening and I say “excuse me” they move a bit and I unlock the door and walk in. On the floor I find some bullets in an old black sock from the last guy that must have lived here, I make a note to get as gun. I go back outside and see some kid pushing around another kid then run off. I think about how not to have that happen to me and a teen shows me a handful of salt balls in his hand, I could tell from his thoughts that he would crush them throw them in an attackers eyes.


I am standing next to a bus stop sign and I realize I have no way of getting around, I can’t recall having a car and don’t have any money even for the bus! I go back inside to look for lost pocket change.


Inside the dream changes time and I have been there for months now and my friends (all Hispanic guys I have never seen before IWL). The big guy comes in and puts some mail on my table and goes back out to the hall and brings in a large high tech rifle and gives it to me. Everyone oo’s and ah’s over it and I look at it for a second and then put it in my closet for safe keeping. The place of mine is a huge mess and I am afraid if I put the rifle on something it will fall off in all the clutter and break the scope on it or something. I then go out the door with all my friends.