non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening I am Lawrence of Arabia, female version. On a train with westerners and arabs. The train is diverted to a remote village, hijacked. We are taken along. I confront the thieves, but they present me their arguments and we end up staying there, both as prisoners and guests. The men want me and women hate me, both because I am very voluptuous and attractive. I am accompanied by two ladies who are always covering me and blocking the men's looks. At some strategy meeting, Clara is talking, presenting a project and asking for backup. Everybody rejects it and turns away. I am the only staying and supporting it. She gives up and rips the papers apart and goes to a bar next door. She leaves her purse and camera behind, so I grab her things and meet her at the bar, which is more like a coffee shop and other friends I know are there too with her. Somehow she is surprised that I brought her stuff. Including money she had left on the table. At my far, the gate is broken, some of my dogs are out. My dad is fixing it from the inside, I go outside and block it with something so that the dongs don't run away. When I turn away, I am now on an apartment of which I can't find the exit door. On the bathroom I see a ghost. It tries to lock the door and trap me, but I manage to escape. Some brazilian dude rings the bell and I finally find the door. He is pushing some campaign and offers me cake. wants to come inside. I say the house is haunted and he still offers to go inside and check it for me. But I choose walking out instead. At my university campus, some celebration with live music and tents. I am trapped under and inside one. I try again going outside but they engulf me. I fly through the ceiling, but don't get outside, just to a different place, like an office. At this office, people have their dogs and cats with them. I pet some of the animals. Then some lady has two babies and asks for my help. They are adorable. One had vomited and the other needs her eyes cleaned up. I tell the mom to go get proper cleaning products while I take care of the babies who fall asleep in my arms.
WBTB 1. (Dream) 2 liter capless, fried egg stairs, (knife), F, alt apartment, night, cars (WILD) In 8 nighttime, phase out of sliding glass door, accidentally phase through ground too, end up in Medieval chambers, long tables and a closet full of loose weapons (some really unique - twisted wood with two razor sharp small blades, lots of interesting maces, no swords; see guy, attack his head but he's resilient, turns out there's beasts we need to fight, pick up a bow and some rubber tipped arrows, keep asking him for a sword, eventually wake. Was a long (5ish minute) dream! WBTB 2. (WILD) In dark room, burnt man interviewing someone (nasty) but as he asks questions he's sketching in some lewd, nude, and (a bit) rude drawings, he goes on to some featuring Mewtwo and I make fun of him, see I on way out, then become lucid and leave the room, transform self in mirror but mirror is inconsistent - not keeping up with my movements or angles or anything. So I take the mirror outside and fly, it reflects the stars and moon well but my face is strangely small in the middle and sort of holographic. Could feel my waking body (WILD) Not sure beginning of dream but daytime 9 and I walk out of garage and fly towards P's house, I fly fast and high at first, then swoop down load and slow down, and start trying to "summon" an ocean because of comments I told to F last night. Beneath me there starts flowing a pretty big ocean surge, but I try to imagine the ocean in front of me now, and it doesn't, just more and more rows of houses. Slowly the houses start to thin out and I get some wilderness location, and see an interesting cave I want to explore, so I stop (which is a bit hard with my momentum going) and hover down into the mouth of the cave, but it's a lot smaller than it looked from the sky and I just fit my feet and waist in and start looking around when I wake up. Could feel my waking body Notes: Trying two new mantras together with each other. The first is "My dream is me", reminding myself to meditate on the fact that I can take full control of the dream and not pay any mind to inhibitory thoughts or feelings that may cause me to go nonlucid or break out of a dream too soon. The second is "I wake as I wake", reminding me to lie still and do a state test each time I wake to catch DEILDs and/or do more WILDs.
I'm looking at a post on the internet, a beautiful garden of someone. After admiring it long enough, I try to scroll past. I can not. I try to look away at the screen. I CAN NOT. "Dreaming" says my logical processor. I've been here many times before, it can no longer fool me. Something like this only happens in dreams. I curse my bad luck, having a lucid dream during my midday nap when there's too much light in the room. Time for experiments. Moving feels like forcing myself, so I fix that by reminding myself that's an illusion. Moving in dreams is effortless, my situation just makes me believe I'm paralyzed. I roll out of the bed. For a moment I see something different in my left eye, but the vision snaps back to the ceiling of my room, which I misunderstood as a garden previously. I try to abandon visual input and focus on feeling. I vividly feel myself rolling off the bed and I continue rolling. I keep on rolling and still I can't escape the ceiling in my vision, the real stimulus is just too powerful to ignore. I try harder to push myself out of that experience, like sinking into a daydream while awake. I "wake up" the garden post is scrollable now and while I read people's comments on it, I'm also exploring the garden in person, being in two places at once. Shortly after I actually wake up. (I sleep with eyes open, so this happens sometimes.)
Date: Between 2005 and 2007 This is a dream I've had a long time ago but it's still one of the most vivid ones. So vivid, that I in fact feel like it's real life sometimes. I was in an antique store, and all of a sudden, the door to the toilet swung open. A huge anthropomorphic tiger walks out of the toilet towards me. I have the imagery of my mom holding my mouth open, and the tiger inserting some sort of dentist tools into my mouth.
Updated 03-02-2019 at 04:08 PM by 96112
early: + guy standing under a tree with a car up in the branches which falls and hits the ground near him, and I laugh saying "you have to learn how to pay attention!" and I show him how to pay attention to what's around me and I see lots of little baby owls up on a ledge on a wall nearby + standing in home looking outside at the street through a window and I see a brigade of foreign-looking workers arrive and set up what I think is a fake construction project. I think it's a front for burglary. I panic and knew I should have kept the phone number of the security team nearby for exactly such a circumstance, I'm so nervous I can't figure out where it is or how to call them. Later walking outside along a road in between fenced properties. later: + at the river (with wife), is that a stone sticking up out the water? no, it's a fish fin, large round ball-shaped fish, jumps out, swallows my hand, it deflates like an empty plastic bag. There's another one in the water swimming near the shore. See more fish swimming in the river, like trout. I'm holding a fishing rod and I realize I've caught a beaver! I try to reel it in. Then it's on the bank with me and I call to (my wife?) to say how we could study the beaver's habits like how it builds dams. + at dinner (restaurant) table sitting next to Mr. R--d (scoutmaster), who concludes "...and so that's why prison is the best environment for me." The food he orders comes... it's chicken wings and onion rings and I'm disappointed. I want to order something. I'm trying to describe a food I want to order like a chicken pot pie. + flying DO (with wife?) over houses, looking down on them, see that the residents are not there and that there are open doors I think we could enter that property. Flying on the way back there's an open refrigerator with food particles strewn all about, "what a mess" I think. + a bunch of guys in superman costumes standing on a sort of ledge suffering through an unpleasant outdoor group exercise program led by a hot young woman. They all misunderstood because the title of the exercise class had the word "sex" in it. I save the day and encourage everyone to continue and the instructor's mood picks up and continues the class. + There are large/funny groundhogs popping up out of holes. Something about an old car? I see a bow-hunting warrior princess and I try to run away from her down a side road but she comes after and chases me. I pull out a knife on her and she laughs because it's so small. I join in and laugh with her about the knife being really puny. Then I pull out a nice long blade and whack it against her bicycle tires. + standing in my home looking out a window at the road, and I realize with surprise that I'm seeing a large school yard across the road full of young students playing. I think that I'm only seeing this for the first time because we just recently cut down all the trees lining my property and now the schoolyard is exposed. There is a particularly well-developed young woman in the group walking from right to left and I'm trying to check her out but something is getting in the way. + at a home, with kids and wife, the kids are going somewhere with wife, and wife chastises me saying "you have to help cleaning up". "Of course," I answer, and look forlornly around at the tremendous mess in the house, mostly large piles of Lego pieces strewn all over the place.
Date: July/August of 2014 An old dream which I somewhat remember from when I first tried lucid dreaming. I haven't been trying to lucid dream since this time, and only got back into it recently, but this dream was quite interesting because of the way it was induced. Essentially, I was sleeping in a villa in Tanzania while on vacation. I distinctively remember doing a FILD however when I woke up I realized that I dreamed I was doing the FILD because I was in a different bed (the bed on the other side of the villa, where I was originally planning to sleep but my mother wanted to sleep there instead because it made more sense regarding the size of the beds). After initiating the lucid dream, me being 12 year old, decided to summon the epitome of sex into the dream - swimsuit model Kate Upton. I don't need to and will not go into much more detail. One feature of the dream which is a significant point though, is that I woke up with ejaculate in my pants, which I briefly thought was saliva because of the dream's events. I would not mind replicating either the FILD (although I'd love to do one in real life this time) but this dream is nevertheless noteworthy for me because from a scientific perspective, the idea of being able to use a lucid dreaming technique in a dream itself is very interesting - and from a juvenile perspective, knowing how real lucid dream sex feels is quite encouraging on my journey.
Updated 04-08-2019 at 07:37 PM by 96112
83. Hunted with a pack of wild dogs, we were not quite wolves. We charged through field and forest to kill and devour anything in our path. The hunting felt vengeful and gluttonous. 84. Delayed recall. Was in a therapy group with my mother. We discussed fears, joys, sorrows, and lastly sex. My mother looked extremely uncomfortable with the topic. When it came my turn to speak, I considered my mother's very obvious discomfort and asked if she might want to leave. She said no. So I told all that I thought needed telling. The group grilled me afterward. Fragment - In an old abandoned building, admiring it.
Updated 03-01-2019 at 02:31 PM by 95205
Date: March/1/2019 I do not know if my FILD attempt this morning was before or after the dream. My FILD attempt was thwarted by the fact that I was falling off the bed while I tried it, so I woke up and got into a better sleeping position. I didn't really want to continue though. I went to the bathroom etc and cleaned out my mouth and returned, but by then I didn't want to try FILD because I wasn't able to fall back asleep. While I was trying initially, I could hear Elephant by Tame Impala playing in the background. I just woke up at that point and went on my PC. My dream was simple; I dreamed I was playing Dark Souls and the game was buggy as I had graphical textures loaded, and was playing the Daughters of Ash mod as well. That's all I remember, I was down in the part of the Undead Parish with the Titanite Demon I think, or perhaps Darkroot Garden.
Date: circa 26-28/Feb/2019 I walk into the Spinneys at the town center where I live, and I am in the women's section buying hair products etc. In the dream, my mom is not disappointed at the fact her son is buying women's products, as she agrees with me that they're of better quality and basically the same thing in a different packaging. A little boy, possibly my brother (I don't remember) tries to buy a stick of some sort of cleaning soap and my mom very violently and crudely mocks the child for buying such a little amount in a very jarring move which disturbs the dream. I pick up several packets of beef jerky and head to the checkout, at which point a gunman decides to start firing shots. This is the point in the dream at which I begin to question lucidity, as I remember distinctively thinking "gunshots would be louder in real life." I do not, however, assume full lucidity and the dream instead continues. My next plan is to climb up a shelf and remove a ceiling tile, entering the ceiling. I see several people from school hiding there, and I remember the feeling of being annoyed and thinking "damn, people are already here... sucks." This is the point at which the dream ends.
Date: 28/Feb/2018 Backstory: Several days earlier I woke my roommates up at 5am with the Beastie Boys song "No Sleep Til Brooklyn" as I forgot to turn off my alarm (or change it to a song slightly more appropriate than that rap-metal track). For jokes, we agreed we'd wake ourselves up with the song at 7am as it was better than my friend's insistence to play Travis Scott's Sicko Mode. My dream was simply that I woke up and played the song at 5am in the morning instead. There is not much else to say about it.
Updated 03-02-2019 at 05:28 PM by 96112
Date: 27/Feb/2019 I dreamed that I was walking in Times Square. I was on a school trip to Vietnam when this happened, so all of a sudden I was like; "Hold on a second - why on earth am I in Times Square if I was in Vietnam?" I decide to plug my nose and breathe through to see if I'm dreaming, and sure enough, I am. I decide to have some fun now that I'm in a lucid dream. The first thing I do is spawn in a werewolf, because apparently I'm not horny enough for anything else. The werewolf which I spawn in appears behind me, and I turn around to be greeted with the wolf beast from Old Yharnam in Bloodborne. The most hilarious thing is, similarly to the wolf beast in Bloodborne, this werweolf is moving at 30fps I decide to get rid of the werewolf, I'm bored of it. By now I've been made aware that I'm no longer in the USA, but rather the IDA - the Imperial Dynasty of America, a reference to my favorite book of all time, the King in Yellow. I then make myself naked in the dream, because why not?
Updated 03-04-2019 at 03:48 PM by 96112
Back to journalling online. I have much better recall and brushes with lucidity when (even slightly) interacting with other dreamers. Look out lucidverse, here comes dreambent me.
This is not a dream. A long time ago, I wrote a short story of sorts trying to imagine how I'd beat the dream. The story with no commentary except at the end is here, and the TLDR is basically the following elements I analyzed from previous amazing dreams combined together to create a story that sounds like my ideal dream: Companionship Focus.Fantasy element.Conflict.Light/dark balance.Novelty element.Vague location."Softened ending"Use of music Use of conversation powerful moment The story is as follows: It is complete darkness. [This is inspired from True Synthesia, where I gave myself the ability to see music as colors, which was greatly helped by the pure black background) There is a timer and a robotic voice .... The display says 300 SECONDS in all red. Then the robotic voice counts down as the clock displays 299. [The sci-fi nature always appealed to me, and SERENDIPITY showed this off perfectly. The "number in red" actually occurred later in [I]Bittersweet Lovestory[I] where a number in red appeared] I am instantly aware ....In a good old underwater bazaar, I'm walking down the streets, with medieval Scottish music playing. There is even a piano there... [Underwater was from OZ&SHIOM, and I thought the music theme might help along with my love for the piano] 270 on the timer I saw; I still had a lot of time, so I decide to play a nice melody that synchronizes and echoes the medieval music well, even though it is more of the science-fiction remix Skrillex style. After I play.... I am looking for something as a birthday present for my friend Jamie. [Jamie was actually the girl I liked from the time that I had written this] I wonder what to buy, but nothing seems good. People are selling scraps of metal, paint, and hot dogs among with other foods...With great tension, I search more carefully. Then, I see a man also selling fireworks. Finally, something decent, I think, then go to him and try to haggle for him. Time was running low, so I quickly managed to get a low price. 215. Close call... [Fulfills the "conflict" aspect with little risk of pain] I teleport to a different place where I will execute my mission. Wearing a casual-business style outfit, my heels click against the fancy marble floor as I walk forward to an elevator. It is mysterious and a bit dark but I am only filled with the emotion of curiosity along with interest. [The "business but mysterious" fits the mood that Mastermind bought me from OZ&SHIOM] A mysterious narrator whispers incoherently, before finally stating: "I will show you... Selcarim." I walk into the elevator and enter a palace of wonders. The art is amazing, along with ultra-realistic scuptures. The air is fresh and the mood is breezy along with being quite relaxing. 196 seconds left. I walk onto a gateway where I see Jamie there, sitting on what looked like a fancy boat polished with yellow and orange flames painted on the metal, and she invited me to join her. I sit beside her. The narrative once again whispers something incoherent before stating once again: "I loved taking those rides on the Retsoac." The song "Burn" begins to play in the background. And with a whoosh, the boat rushed forward. 170, 169,168. Food rained from the sky and we took the hot dogs, hamburgers, and mexican tacos, eating them up, the hot salty taste sizzling in my mouth. The flames became real, but both of us only felt a reassuring unharming heat, warm and friendly, almost as if it was sentient. 140 seconds left. The time was reaching short. ["Adventure of Tasting Meat" showed that food tasted great in dreams] ... The narrator continues his explanation..." Lights appeared below, great lanterns floating up to us,the grand sky opening. 110, 109, 108... As the song still playing in the back transitions to its chorus-- "And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn..." -- Blue diamonds dazzle all around us in the sky, flashing from left to right, feeling as if they are passing through us, with blazing fireworks all around the blue diamonds. The diamonds seem to be a sentient being... [the "Lantern festival" was one of my goals, and the blue diamonds was inspired by a dream involving "Merkaba" from dream journal] .... "Yes, he is--I am--the Rotarran." A blip indicates I was speaking in code all along. Rotarran rewinds to Narrator. Flashing back to the boat, Feileb was belief, and cigam was magic. Even before that, Retsoac was coaster. Flashing even before that, within the market, I had actually bought from every single person there and used all the products. Despite their looks of simplicity, I had managed to make the result very fancy... [This mystery is a bit stupid if you think about it, but I found the idea of reversing things kinda cool] "You don't always have infinite time," 40 seconds, "You have to manage your resources carefully....it's not about what you have. It's about how you use them. Selcarim does not exist without persistence or hard work,"....Even little moments that are not considered Selcarim must be treasured." ..."... Because, in reality, Selcarim is..." And as I kiss Jamie with a meteor shower flying over us-- 10 seconds....the title in fancy font appears. [I tried thinking and writing out a valuable lesson, compared to other dreams about friendships, this is actually quite deep] SELCARIM -- The timer quickly counts down the final seconds, as the landscape shifts around us, flowers growing, anticipating reaching a higher level. (countdown...) Then it is reversed, with the result being... .... MIRACLES [The mystery is finally solved and it's like a movie's credit scene] 0:00 SECONDS. Perfect timing. The kiss lingers on my lips as I wake up. [This goes back to a lot of romantic dreams where it ends with a great kiss] So to recap, I basically believed that a combination of a countdown, medieval scene with music, transitioning to a cool business-like scene, preparing a surprise for my crush, and eating food on a rollercoaster with her all leading up to a surprise ending, would be able to beat my favorite dream. I do still believe that this story is strong enough to beat my current favorite (which is actually still the same), but the countdown and the twist are indeed very hard to pull off, and the business scene seems a bit unnecessary, even if adding further mystery to the story.
Updated 06-25-2020 at 04:06 PM by 92249
The dream took place in the present, but took place in two of my former high schools. The first was at the Sint-Agnes school, on the small courtyard by the street. I told Mr. Ferret how much things had changed, but then I realized it was always that way. In another part I was at KTA Brasschaat, possibly with my father. I remember running through the empty hallways, knowing exactly where I was going. We also went through some classrooms. At some point I went down stairs really quickly. So quick, I started to hover. There was much more, but I forgot. Later that day in real life, it turned out that there was a high school reunion at that very school, to which I hadn't been invited for some reason.
Updated 02-28-2019 at 05:25 PM by 17412
I dreamed that I was looking through my attic when I came across this old diary. It was the diary of a boy back in the wild west colonial times in America. Flipping through the book I came across a very unique page. The page was displaying the stories in diary on a moving screen build into the page, which felt like every other page. Watching the moving pictures, I was drawn into the story of the and part observed, part participated in a number of adventures. Inside the diary now, the boy was one of three. He had a brother and a sister, Dad and Mum. They were quite a wealthy family in the upper class of that time frame. They had black American servants and wore fancy dresses. The boy was lonely though, and he had a pet cat. Him and the cat had fun playing together and romping around their country estate. One day, the boy was wandering in the woods and he came across a Indian brave. Him and the Indian brave became good friends! The Indian brave used the friendship of the boy for his own purposes and got the boy to help him sabotage a key Industrial building... So, the brave got the boy to help him collect kegs of gun powder and dynamite. Then, they sneaked down one night and planted it around this building, a very important one for the boys fathers business. It was located near a swamp and a river. BOOM, it went up in smoke and ashes. The boys father held a meeting. In their large hall in the main house, there were many soldiers, servants and the whole family was there. The father was very angry!! He was discussing with the soldiers there about who had done it and interrogated the servants. Later on that day, the boys younger brother found his diary which had all his mischievous adventures recorded in it and gave it too his Mother. She instantly know what had happened and quietly put it back down as the boys father was in the room then. "Huh? Whats that? Let me see that Diary" The father swaggered over... "Its ok dear, its Allen's Diary. You know, boys that age need their privacy" she reasoned as she nonchalantly took it from his hands... __________________________________________________ ______________________________ Next fragmented Dream: I dreamed that I was an opera singer performing in a large Orchestra. Some musical people in my family were there and I was trying to impress them with my voice. I had to sing some songs that I hadn't sung before....
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