I watched an intensely "scary" and gross movie before going to sleep last night. I thought, for sure, I would have some awesome dreams because of it. Nope. The dreams were all lame. They were so lame, in fact, I kept waking up telling myself how much they sucked "lol: I have forgotten most of the dreams as a result. I was farming throughout a lot of the dreams- harvesting trees and plants. The whole world was walled in (inspired by "Monsters"). There was some drama about obtaining seeds and selling the goods, but it wasn't memorable. In a side dream, I watched a video of my husband kicking something as part of a contest when he was younger. After the contest, he removed his shoes and the arch of his foot looked like the foot of a corpse. He later said he had a bad reaction to some green bean juice he spilled on his feet I took no Seroquel last night/yesterday. I actually slept pretty restfully though I woke frequently because my dreams sucked and because I kept getting too hot. The dreams were inspired, mostly, by my Facebook Games addiction. I harvested my Farmville AND my Fantasy Kingdoms right before going to bed.
March 12, 2011 Lucid Dream 195: Short but Sweet! Series: Sexcapades, Episode 2 around 7:00pm DILD Category - Sexual I was in the parking lot of Queen's Pizza. I got out of my car and felt the urge to go inside and try to hit on/f*** one of the female workers who works there. I instantly realized I must be dreaming because I would never want f*** her outside of a dream, lol. Not that she isn't pretty, we just don't get along. Since I woke up right before making "sexy time" (lol) in my last dream, I had already decided what I was going to do. I briskly walked into Queen's and immediately performed a few quick stabilization techniques. I saw the girl I was looking for over by a customer's table. I walked up behind her and nibble her ear. She turned around and gave me a, "Not in front of everyone" look. I then told her that I would f*** her on the table. She repressed a smile and lead me to the girls bathroom. The bathroom was very nice and fancy. I said, "Women's bathrooms are always better than the guys...apparently even in dreams." The floor was shiny and there were red leather chairs and fancy towels hanging everywhere. She pulled me into a stall and said, "We have to be quick. I'll get fired if I'm gone too long." I told her, "Soon I will be running the dream world and you won't have to worry about any of this." She gave me a semi-doubtful "wouldn't that be nice" smile and proceeded to unzip my pants. *sexual content warning* She began blowing me for a while. The stall wasn't large but it was big enough to maneuver. There was now an elevated arm chair instead of a toilet. I stood there with one head on the back of her head as she gave me oral. After a few moments, I unzipped her shirt (was one of those small sweater/sweatshirt jackets with a zipper). She wasn't wearing anything under it. She began titty f***ing me. After a bit of this, I propped her up with one leg spread on each side of the arm chair and inserted myself. I began pounding as hard as I could. The dream became unstable, but I didn't let up. Soon everything around us was faded, but I kept pounding until I woke up. Series Details Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!
Updated 03-20-2011 at 09:13 AM by 22654
March 12, 2011 Lucid Dream 194: The Brink of Pleasure Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 6 around 5:00pm DILD Category - Exploration I don't remember much before becoming lucid, but I was driving along a familiar road (I-77), when I started getting a weird feeling. It I looked around the car and noticed that my steering wheel was wooden. It resembled a cliche pirate ship steering wheel. I thought, "When did I put this wheel in my car?" I though for a moment and concluded that the garage must have put it in when I wrecked (I never wrecked my car before ). Several minutes later, I became lucid for no particular reason. I laughed at myself for thinking that a wooden pirate steering wheel was a normal replacement wheel for a wrecked car (I still seemed to think that I had wrecked, lol). I grabbed the wheel and pulled back on it. The car slowly lifted off the ground and I took flight. The flying car controlled like it normally does for me with the pull back to rise, push forward to dive mechanics. I can almost feel the weight of the car when I am flying it. If I were to completely let go of the steering wheel, it would start to nose dive. I held it in the middle to keep the balance. I rolled all the windows down and started driving through clouds. I held my hand out the window to feel the clouds and they felt like mist. The car never actually touched any clouds as they formed a tunnel shape for me to drive through. After a few moments I was driving on top of the clouds and they had now formed into a sort of cloud road. I was driving at high speeds, making sharp turns, and sliding/gliding across the clouds like I was in a test driver in a car commercial (on the salt flats). The car slid for unnaturally long distances (as if they were a pure sheet of ice). After sliding around for a while, a fog started to set in around me. As the fog cleared, I was on a normal road. I noticed a familiar gravel driveway, so I drive into it. The driveway is straight up hill and my car started spinning out on the gravels. I leaned into my driver side window and pushed/melted my way out of the car. As soon as I exited the car started rolling backwards and crashed into an old building at the bottom of the driveway. I made my way up to the house, walked in, and saw a familiar female face. I walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "I want your ass, sitting right here (pointed to my crotch), right now!" She smiled and rubbed the outside of my jeans (in the crotch area). I then lead her to the bedroom and was about to open the door when she pulled me away and said, "No not that room!" The door was cracked and I peaked in and saw her father sleeping in the bed. She then lead me to the room right beside it. I walked in and started kissing/unclothing her when I felt myself getting too excited. Before I could stop it, I awoke from the dream. Series Details In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!
Updated 03-20-2011 at 09:32 AM by 22654
I am in an Asian country, and have a very strange and unfortunate problem. Lightning is attracted to me, and any time I step outside, it tries to strike me. I try running in an erratic pattern dashing from side to side as I run to escape the lightning, but it's stikes are so close that I know I can't risk doing that anymore. Someone gives me a special hat, it looks like a Chinese Coolie hat but it's made of some sort of gold coloured metal. It seems to work, and the lightning strikes it often, which is rather annoying and I begin to hate wearing it and the attention I get. I feel like I look like Raiden. Flash forward to a different scene. A kind of rough looking guy has a three wheeler ATV. He's supposed to be all badass or whatever but the vehicle does look a bit like it was converted from a child's bike. I am riding on the back of it with him, and we're going very fast through what looks like short hedged rows. He ditches me after a while and I'm not happy. Flash forward again to the inside of some building. I applied for a job teaching English and I am having a phone interview from a Bank. They are asking me many odd questions, but I am confident and answering them all fairly well.
DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern) Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am standing in my old room in the basement of my parent's old house, looking at a fluorescent light that's barely working. There is one tube missing and the other is only glowing at the ends. I walk over to the wall where there are three light switches and flip the first switch. This changes none of the lights, but starts an electrical buzzing sound. I flip the second switch and a couple of flush-mount ceiling lights light very dimly for a moment, then go back out. The third switch makes a loud contactor relay click in the electrical panel, but no lights come on. I walk back to the fluorescent fixture and wiggle the tube around a bit, causing half of it to light up almost completely while the other half stays dark. I go back to the switches and there are at least 12 switches in a row. I stare at them for a moment then say, “Ain't that some shit...”, then become lucid. With both hands, I randomly flip the switches around for a while, but none of the lights work. I laugh a bit as I walk over to the first light, point at it and say, “Illuminate!” The light immediately turns on. I do this to each light and they all turn on. I walk out of the room and into the hallway looking for the light, but there is only a hole in the ceiling where the light once was. I walk into the bathroom and before I can say anything, the light springs to life and starts emitting light. I smile then look at the mirror. The mirror is black at first, but then I can see that it leads outside through a long tunnel made out of metal HVAC duct. I climb up onto the sink and crawl into the tunnel which leads me into the yard just outside the house. When I turn around, the tunnel is gone but there is a strange looking bush next to the house. The branches and leaves are several shades of orange and red, almost resembling flames. There are several fruit on the bush that look like strawberries, but they are bright yellow in color. I remember the basic task of the month and reach for a fruit. As I reach, I hear a loud rumbling noise and wake up to the sound of a truck going down the road in front of my house with its Jake Brakes on. I can't help but to cuss out loud.
There was a beginning to this dream that I forget. I recall I entered a fancy spa while it was still broad daylight. I woke up in a male only wash room sauna/wash area, inside a large blue tiled steam room. There were a few guys in towels in the general area and they were waking up and walking out. There was a video intercom on. I could see and hear a group of female employees talking together about working at the spa... The video quality was low, like a low-res security cam. One of the ladies was saying how there were a lot of gay men that absolutely loved this place. That they liked to linger until the place closed to hookup with other guys. -I became alarmed. I looked around and it appeared to be closing time! There were a few older looking guys with nothing but towels on. I wanted to leave asap. I quickly ran up the stairs to a lobby area. There was that same group of girls talking. They went dead silent as I walked in wearing only shorts and a towel. They all turned and looked at me straight faced. I said: "Oh hey ladies. I was just hanging out late because some of the guys seemed really depressed and I wanted to cheer them up." -They looked at me really funny. I realized my explanation had not helped the situation. I wondered how I ended up falling asleep here in the first place. (Low level reality testing.) But, the place was vivid and awesome looking. Polished wood and marble floors. Soft track lighting. As I looked around for my clothes and stuff, I heard a missed call from my girlfriend. I couldn't find my things but I felt embarrassed enough to leave without them. I decided to call my girlfriend back. Instead of the call connecting, a recorded message played: it was a strong male voice. This is an exact quote (I text'd it to my GF the instant I woke up): "You have crossed the signal line and are unable to get through. I assure you, it is nothing." --At this exact moment, my girlfriend text me and woke me up. (PRECOGNITIVE) Dreams have a real penchant for embarrassing us. This one was hilarious to me when I woke. I am straight. Like my last recorded dream (Stalked in Dreamland), there was a shocking trickster element. The voice on the phone bore a strong resemblance to my own voice. I have unrecorded dream fragments about reaching a prerecorded message left by myself. One other recording in a dream sounded like something I said in real life to someone. I couldn't recall the exact words. This reminds me of Dream #043
Updated 03-15-2011 at 02:53 PM by 32174
I felt like I was outside a maze. I was walking down a gravel path and noticed my room. For some reason I had the sense that this outdoor area with a tent pitched was my room! In it were my three guitars, but there were also 3 other ones. I picked up the coolest looking one, and felt like I had owned it for some time now. The strange thing was that the stringless neck, flopped around like it was made out of rubber. I wasn't worried though, because for some strange reason I knew once I put new strings on it, it would play just fine. I picked up another guitar, and was now carrying two of them on my way to band practice. The dream fades...
I was in the union at my university, and I ran into my Observational Behavior Professor. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and his dress seemed more adolescent-esque. His face also looked very shiny and I could see each individual pore on his face. The dream was almost more vivid than what I see in my waking life! We walked and joked about some other students in the class, until we entered a small room. I sat down on a very high couch and my professor sat down on the ground cross-legged. I looked around and there were a few students sitting down already. It felt like a very small class meeting, but he didn't begin lecturing. I could see a pack of cigarettes in the back pocket of his jeans (very un-professor like). I remember thinking to myself, "can this guy get any cooler?" He spoke to a few of us students in a very casual way for a few minutes, then my mind got lost. Everyone had disappeared, and I had a strange sensation of confusion. I reality-checked, and I could breath through my nose! Right when I realized it was a dream a thought popped into my head, where I thought I should just lay back and fall towards the ground. I do not know why I thought of this, but it just felt like the right thing to do at the time. I began to fall backwards like you would if you were about to fall flat on your bed, legs and arms straight down to my side. As I fell, with a feeling of sublimity, the fall was never broken by a ground surface. Instead, I felt like I was being swallowed by a huge, invisible pillow. The room began to expand vertically getting farther and farther away which soon began to look like a square tunnel. I began to think about rain, and with this thought, the ceiling's paint started to melt off like it was water and poured down in rain drops. When each drop hit the ground, it gracefully morphed into a flying book. My mind was in awe. Words cannot describe how exciting of an experience this was.
I had a dream I was outside talking to some people, and I dodged a lighting blot that came from the sky. It was dark out, and I wanted to get something before I headed inside the house, and then I thought about how I probably shouldn't have been able to do that. I went back to sleep after school and had this dream where I was at this place that was serving food. Jakie Chan was there, and there was some mystery to be solved. They were asking people to find out all of the people who could have done it or something, and said all of the staff that was in the back. Some kind of way, I deducted that there were 7 people that were working, and they said I was right. Woke up really happy, for no reason.
non-dream / dream / lucid Sonhei que, por algum motivo, eu estava atrasado para o colégio. Corri para o carro do meu pai (Peugeot preto) e saímos a toda velocidade para o colégio, o carro já estava virado para a rua (normalmente precisaríamos dar a ré para sair da garagem). Pegamos um caminho que não usamos normalmente para ir ao colégio e, nessa rua, tem um prédio em construção. Notei que o prédio possuia uma forma peculiar (como se fosse um "y" invertido) e era todo verde. Nele havia (também verde), o logo do McDonalds. Meu pai falou que era porque, no prédio, havia uma lanchonete do McDonalds. Mais a frente, na mesma rua ainda, percebi mais construções totalmente verdes (inclusive vidros, janelas e portas). Como saímos na pressa, eu não havia escovado os dentes. Vi um pacote de Halls no porta-luvas do carro, e perguntei se podia pegar uma. Meu pai disse que sim, mas, quando peguei a bala, vi que tinha um cabelo (do tamanho de um cílio) na bala. Olhei na embalagem e, na foto, também tinha, então comi mesmo assim. Mais a frente, já estávamos próximos do porto da minha cidade (que, com certeza, não fica aonde estava nesse sonho). Havia muito trânsito, e resolvemos acelerar e tentar desviar dos carros na nossa frente. Nesse momento, a minha visão se tornou como se fosse a câmera de um jogo de corrida (que parecia Burnout junto com GTA). O carro que eu estava vendo (que já não era mais o meu carro) começou a acelerar e raspar em vários carros (já estava em cima de uma ponte desse momento). O carro foi subindo a ponte e desviado de outros carros, enquanto ficava uma pessoa sentada na janela direita do carro (como se fosse GTA).
The piece of paper: So I find this piece of paper that my brother wrote on. It appears to be a form of some kind. I erase what he wrote and write something on the paper (Not sure what it was) with sharpie. I then think about how he might need this paper, so I try to rewrite what he had put on but it's useless because what I wrote (in sharpie) is still on the paper and it takes up most of the page (Quite large letters not lots of words). The rest of the dream I forget. The radiation: I'm in this dream and I ask this man what he thinks about how when the US army sold land that they had tested nuclear weapons and other nuclear projects, to the hindus (Yes Hindus) they left all the nuclear projects there. I said that since the hindus didn't know what to do with it they merely let them rust and soon the radiation got out. He completely jumps subjects (And I still follow and listen with him because in the dream I "knew" it was all linked together). We are in the woods and he tells me about these medicines and drugs. There are three of them in front of me, all of them are just white powders, he tells me how they help keep you awake so you can get out of the woods without stopping. He points to the first one and says that it was good, but wasn't strong enough to keep you awake, he points to the second but I forget what he says. he then points to the third medicine powder (Which had much less powder then the other 2 because it was stronger) he says that this one is strong and you only need a little bit to get you going where you need to go. But he says that you will also lose valuable sleep time and will be tired the next day (no duh). I put some of the powder on my finger (thats it, no eating just put it on my finger) Suddenly I'm teleported into this office and I'm Barrack Obama, my boss asks me something along the lines of "Why are you so slow" or "Why are you so tired". I know why I'm because I took the medicine. I ignore her question and try to hide when the dream ends, or I forget what happens next.
Irrelevant perhaps but note to self... 14/03/11 Tried OBE-ing tonight. I can slip into deep meditation/sleep paralysis quite quickly now with the help of binaural beats. I tried different techniques to Exit my physical body and I tried four times in the span of 3 hours. Not sure what's holding my astral self (correct term?) back... The closest I got was on the third (or fourth not quite clear) try when my whole body starting tingling and vibrating and it instantly became lighter and I felt like I was floating halfway out of my physical body and halfway in. I had vague dream-like flashes of vision - of a humanistic lizard who appeared twice (Maybe my guide?), a dream-like world with a large tree shedding leaves in autumn sunset, of demonic white faces half in shadows...- and I managed to keep this up until I started to lose consciousness of my mind and I felt myself slide back into my physical body and I opened my eyes. I was trying too hard on my first few tries of OBE-ing (I was thinking too hard) but I found it helped to clear my head, concentrate on my breathing and to look deep into the darkness of my closed eyes. Sometimes if I do this I find my astral body spinning and feeling lighter and expanding and I feel like I could just fly out of my physical body and something is holding me back!!!!!!! I've tried different techniques but it didn't work. I guess practice makes perfect?
1. I'm having my sketchbook shown to an important woman in the artistic community. For some reason a few of my family members are around. Apart from some gnarly figure drawings, she is rather unimpressed with what she sees. She tells me that what I have is nothing special, I should just give it a rest. I get rather upset and embarrassed and lock myself in a closet. People are banging on the door trying to get me to come out, but I keep holding the door shut. 2. I'm walking down some bizarre road/walkway that is made out of thin strips of multi colored plastic-like material. It's elevated off the ground. 3. I'm wandering around the streets of some suburban neighborhood. I'm dressed very strangely and I have a large backpack on. There are patches of snow on the ground, and I start spinning around (but not in a dream spinning way) until I fall over into one of the patches of snow. I hear something from the house across the street, and I look up to see two people staring at me from an open window. I walk over and realize that they are two people that I knew in childhood, but grown up. I ask if they remember me and they don't really seem to. This is when the dream gets fuzzy for a bit and I can't remember what exactly happens, but later I am riding on some small and incredibly fast bike. The two people from the window are chasing me. 4. On some bizarre structure again, climbing up and up but not reaching the top.
I am at some music competition. I am walking out and the building looks quite Similar to Byerly, a building on my college's campus. I call my mom to pick me up. She asks how it was and I tell her it was great and she should come sometime. I get home and decide to go back with some fruit. Why? I do not know. I find a basket in my room and start looking for fruit. There are many apples on my dresser but most of them are partially eaten and rotting. I find several good ones though, and drop them in the basket. I leave my house and walk down my street. Somewhere along the line, I end up back on the walkway beside Byerly an hour and a half away on Millersville campus. The dream ends.
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