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07.03.2011

Escape the watery city (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am on the open deck of a boat with a group of men - somewhere near but to the side of the leaders. We are on the way back to our secret safe harbour after working on an important mission. Everyone is weary and glad for the break.
As we near our destination I look ahead and see the gates to our safe harbour. As I watch I see red eyes in the shadowy figures behind the gates. I think "That's strange". I continue watching the shadowy figures while the ritual to open the gate was performed and the gates open. 'So it must be alright.' As no-one else was alarmed or worried. As our boat silently glides through the gates the shadowy figures appear to wear helmets. That wasn't right - but it was too late.

Scene change

We are in a room - large, dark, cavernous. The whole group is here. We are prisoners, but no-one is alarmed or upset. The others are in groups talking quietly. I stand by more an observer than an participant. I felt also emotionally attached, but still in the scene somehow.
While I wonder how we could get out of there a man detached himself from the leader's group approaching me. Saying "no problem. You know how to use explosives?" I confirm that cautiously, but start to wonder what I would have to do. He eases my mind by saying that I just have to help him with the explosives when it was time.

Scene change

We are on a small cruise boat, beneath a huge square hole. He moves up there, disappears shortly then is back. I throw a package up to him. Then a long double cable appears - falling from the hole into the cargo area inside the boat. I watch it coiling - making sure it doesn't get tangled. It consists of a thick main cable of dark orange and a thinner parallel cable of a lighter metall colour. He sees me looking at the cable and nods - this is useful when the cable has to be used again".
As he slowly climds down I move the boat by hand along the quay - using the metal rail. At the corner to the main canal he joins me and we are on our way. We cruise unobstrusively through the city - avoiding patrols. Then we heara message to the patrols that the rental no. 81??? was not classified as dangerous anymore. I asked him if they meant us. He just says "might be".
There is still the feeling that we have to get away.

Scene change

We are in a hall (looks like in an airport or something similar huge) and want to leave to the outside world. But he wants to make sure nobody will follow us anytime soon. His idea is to make them close down the building due to a contagious disease. The exit is through the shop on the left. His plan was to act as if he is sick, then leave. After that they should recognise this contagious disease he supposedly carried and seal off all exits. I think it sounds stupid and was sceptical regarding the success. He still goes through with it.
We enter the shop. I walk towards the end/ the exits, but he lags behind. I meet my sister in the back of the shop. She asks me where he is and I point towards the entrance. I tell her in a whisper what he plans to do.
When he shows up he looks like a bad actor (don't know which one but one I don't like to watch, his presence started to fade) He can't really pull it off - as he doesn't want to appear to sick to be allowed to leave through the exit, but sick enough that the others soon see the seriousness of the matter.
I turn to look at a plant close to me and see a bird. It looks at me and seemed tame enough. Then it moves to another plant severing a leaf from it eating it. Then it is back to the first plant. I look at my sister who says "Watch it, it is sneaky - appearing to sleep but watching all around it". As I turn back my mom sits there with her eyes almost closed. Watching everything around her through the slids of her eyes. Smiling slightly (humorously) as she hears what my sister says.
My sister and I wanted to put the animal back into its terrarium. I feel it on my back. My sister takes it and we put it into a small wicker basket. Then we push the small basket into the terrarium through a slit at its front. Another that was already in the terr. wants to escape. We stop it. The new arrival starts to nibble on the bars. I think "hey, just like a hamster. And I look at it and it is a very tiny grey dwarf hamster - and not a bird as I thought.
She was busy elsewhere so I look around at the other terrariums and cages. In the bottom row way to the left and angular to the room I see a badly kept terrarium kept together by wire with sides made of plastic that moved when touched. In it are a bunny, a guinea pig and several hamsters (bigger ones). I ask when the place was cleaned the last time and she becomes extremely defensive. The belong to her and everything is fine with them. I look at the animals - especially the hamsters - and they have dull pinkish/red eyes and brownish/grey fur with dark ends.
I wanted to have a specific one - this one with distinctive colouring, but I didn't seem to be able to look away from the other sad specimen. They didn't try to escape and they didn't bite as I held my finger in front of their noses.

Then my alarm clock went off. I remained in bed for another twenty minutes - mainly to try to remember as many aspects of the dream as possible.

I am at an indoor stadium very similar to a gym but it is apparently for football. I talk to a friend of mine
from college who is getting ready to play and I am at the game to watch him. He doesn't play football in
waking life. I look for a seat and see an empty section in the middle of the stands. I run into some "friends"
that I don't know and they ask if they can sit with me. I agree and we go up into the empty section and sit
down. The dream continues along some other line but I do not remember.

I am at my college but the campus is not even close to the real one. I am walking around and
eventually find myself at the entrance to a stadium on the edge of campus. I see a person who
tells me that I missed a concert for an ensemble that I am in. I walk around a bit more and find
myself back at the stadium where the person tells me I am missing the university choir concert.
I am unable to get there but a short while later everyone gets back. I see a girl from college who
is in choir walking back and then I see Dr. Boyle ( The choir director ). I expect him to angry but
he doesn't seem to notice me or say anything. I walk around campus a bit more but I can't
remember what I did next.

Good afternoon, everybody. I hope everybody is doing well.

Dream #1

I was laying on a bunch of blankets on the floor in a living room. I was laying on my stomach. There might have been a bunch of people also laying in the living room with me. I could sense a cat walking toward me. The cat lay down near the right side of my head. It began purring. It felt kind of nice to have the cat wanting to sleep near me, although it was a little annoying that the cat wanted to sleep on my head.

Dream #2

I was in some plaza-like area with a woman and her daughter. The mother was youngish, blonde, with pale skin. The girl was maybe 6 years old, blonde, with tannish skin. The mother and daughter sat on some crescent-shaped bench made of concrete.

For some reason I had to go to a museum. The museum was just down the street. I was now in the museum. But all the exhibits were kind of terrible, and there was some kind of pervasive, menacing feel to the place. So, disgusted, I left.

I was now back with the mother and daughter in the plaza. The woman asked me about the museum. I was telling her good things about the museum. She said she might take her daughter there. I figured the woman wanted me to go with her, like it was a date. But I was too shy to say anything.

I sat over on some chair away from the bench. The little girl came and lay across my lap. She lay stomach down and had her shirt pulled up halfway up her back. I massaged the girl's back. I understood from this that the girl wanted me to ask her mom on a date. She wanted me to be part of the family.

I figured I would ask the mom on a date. But now I had to go to some thing like a job interview or a medical examination.

I went to the examination and came back. The mother and daughter were just about ready to leave the plaza for the museum. I figured this would be good for me. I could say that I was just going back to the museum, too, and that we could all go together. That way it would be like a date, but I wouldn't have to ask for a date.

I saw a father, possibly an older, Asian man, with his son, who was a little boy, maybe 5 or 6 years old. The boy was sitting across the man's lap somehow, possibly as the man's legs were fully extended.

Dream #3

There was some kind of snake that had some kind of material in it. When the material was taken out, the snake would become invisible. The material could be put back into the snake, but the snake would not become visible again.

First Post in the dream journal, and newold revelations.

Lately, I've been having very vivid, very realistic non-lucid dreams. And because of spring break, I've been able to focus more on lucid dreaming. I have decided to honor my New Year's resolution and really make more of an effort with lucid dreaming. In the past, I have put forth little but some effort and have gotten a nice response.. So I'm certain if I put forth the effort that I SHOULD toward lucid dreaming, that I could do amazing things. And honestly? It's worth it. It's MORE than worth it. Any little thing I do in my waking life to secure having ample time in my dream world to do the things I can't or only dream of doing is not just worth it.. But it has almost become a necessity. Not only do I NEED this, but I want this more than anything, and I know I can do it. I know I can open my inner eyes to this new world, so it's time to get started.

And the first step? Dream Journaling.

Preparation: Last night, I decided to try a PBild. This really isn't a technique, but a great excuse to eat peanut butter before bed :]. I ate half a sandwich while reading a book, and the other half shortly thereafter before laying down. I also had my nightly Multivitamin + B12 + Fish Oil + Cinnamon.

My Recall: Minimal: Lately I've had incredible recall, anywhere from 1-4 full-blown dreams a night. Last night I must have been too tired, or too something.
I had a false awakening at around 8 am. I could feel myself waking up, and I had thought that I turned to look at my clock to see that it was almost noon. I remember thinking "Crap.. Well, so much for that DEILD, I moved! And bummer, I didn't get to lucid!" Then, I really turned over, and saw that it was only 8.
I was super bummed for about a minute, thinking I had ruined my chances, but I got up to go to the bathroom and thought about performing a WBTB or a mixture. I repeated: "My mind will stay conscious as my body falls to sleep. I will realize when I am dreaming.." And quickly fell to sleep. =/
Dream: It wasn't really much of a dream, and a non-lucid one at that. I'm sure that there was more to it, but the part that I remember was walking in my mom's room and seeing my mom and brother watching TV. I remember bounding in and jumping over my brother to sandwich myself in between the two.. And that's about it. Not much of a night for dreaming. =/
Edit: I also remember my mother telling me not to dump something on the new tile. xD Yep, tres interesting.

I don't remember much of this one, but it had to do with my college friends, my home friends, and playing in a band on stage.

I used to jam with some of my friends (I play guitar but just as a hobby) and we would joke about making an actual band one day. In this dream it had come true and we were standing in front of an auditorium of people. However, my friends who were in the band kept changing around into different people between my college friends and my home friends.

Anyway, I suddenly realized we hadn't practiced or prepared any songs to play. I panic and ask one of the band members about this. We agree to just improvise.

So, the band starts playing and I just mess around with some chords and scales and it actually sounds good. I get into it and keep playing as it sounds better and better. We sound like professionals and I'm having a blast. This continues for a few minutes but then I realize everyone else in the band has stopped playing. I stop, we all look at each other kind of funny and then the singer jumps back in and we start playing again.

There was old military bases and strange llama-ball creature which sold me the Instinct Leash from the Bulletstorm.
Later i used the leash to pull some charging enemies over the edge to their death, little later i was told that they were same type of llama-ball merchants as the one i bought my leash from.

An over zealous mall cop tries to run me in and follows me around my neighborhood at night for being involved with a little girl. The cop was female and rather short.

E lá se vai a segunda tentativa falha de lembrar os meus sonhos, depois de ter começado a anotá-los. Eu dormi com a minha irmã mais nova nessa noite, então acordava várias vezes durante a noite preocupado com o sono dela, já que nós não estamos acostumados a dormir juntos (e ela tem mania de se descobrir enquanto dorme, o que me fazia ficar o tempo inteiro cobrindo ela).
Eu deveria ser mais responsável com o meu sono, e evitar situações que façam com que eu acorde pensando em outras coisas que não sejam os sonhos que tive, ou que me façam acordar no meio da noite...
O que mais me chateia no fato de não conseguir lembrar, é que eu tinha conseguido sucesso ao fazer um RC no ultimo sonho de que me lembro. Eu estava tendo progresso, poxa... T_T

I have been using visualisation to enter dreams for ages, but usually not to induce lucid dreams (as I haven't had any lucid dreams since growing up).
I tried that however this morning. After 9 hours sleep I got up for a couple of minutes and then went back to bed to intentionally visualise my way into my personal dream world. And I was successful - up to a point

Here is what I did:
I got comfortable in my bed. Then I started to visualise...
I entered a big vast room with hundreds of thousands crystal orbs suspended in the air all over the room. For a while I wandered around the room looking into some of the orbs - catching a glimpse here and there. This is my dream storage room!
Because there were so many orbs it would take me ages to look and examine each one. So I looked around to find a way to identify one that I remembered and wanted to enter. And Lo and behold there was a computer touch screen on one of the walls nearby. I moved towards it and discovered that it listed all my dreams. I could select one of them (could even search) or choose to create a new one.
First I tried it with a recent dream I wanted to revisit. I identified it as it was labeled the same as in my dream journal. After selecting it I detected a glowing orb some steps away from me. I walked over and looked into it. It was the correct dream. I knew I had to continue looking into the orb, focussing on it and the pulsating glow to enter the dream. But somehow I couldn't go through with it. I got distracted by other remembered dreams that I could have chosen instead.
So I tried it with a "new" dream. Another orb started to glow and as I looked into it all I could see was white. I focussed on it and the pulsating glow and suddenly with a "plop" (short bursting sound) I found myself falling to the white nothingness. It looked like a white canvas all around me ready to create a dreamscape. I was standing in there and wondered for quite some time what I wanted to create, but unfortunately I couldn't decide among all the different scenarios I had designed in my waking life. Then I was startled awake by some noise outside.

Maybe I should add a "random" button to the screen just to make it easier to enter not-remembered dreams.

A girl was reading some poetry I wrote for a girlfriend over 20 years ago. I wanted to read it, so she gave it to me. I couldn't read the words. I noticed it was in a faded red folder. In my dream I had given my old girl friend these poems in a red folder, so I was concerned that it was her folder and had faded, and now my old girlfriend didn't have the folder anymore.

Another friend of mine appeared behind me. He said it was his copy. That could have made since even in waking life, so that was cool.

I started trying to read the poem again, but now the words were written in hair. A braid of hair glued to a basket. Another person and I started inspecting the hair closely to. We were looking for a break to distinguish one word from another.

At this point, the paper becomes a basket with wedge sections. The braided hair is cord on the top edge of the basket. I lift up a wedge to find the break between words and find the basket is stuffed with fluff.

I never could figure out what the hair said. (Imagine that!)

The End

I was extremely, stupidly drunk last night so my recall for this isn't perfect but I'm still ecstatic nontheless.

I remember having a false awakening and I immediately could just feel that I was dreaming. I jumped off the end of the bed and stopped a foot off the ground to prove it to myself. I also recall searching for my dream guide and think I was almost successful. I remember grabbing at somebodies arm through a mirror after shouting "Dream Guide", but unfortunately didn't hold on hard enough. I also recall teleporting myself to a location that I have designed in waking life where I believe my dream guide will be. It was on the top of a hill overlooking the sea, although wasn't 100% accurate. I knew that I had to find a motorbike and think that I did but can't recall for certain.

Side note: I forgot my dreams from yesterday, but remembered this morning going through my routine...

Fragment: We have a top-fill type water filter that also stores the water. My wife had gotten some and left the lever down so water was spilling everywhere. I told her about it and she didn't bother to turn around and flip the switch back up.

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Fragment: I was being held by these people who were going to make me do bad stuff (don't know what. ?) I was pretty upset about it. All of a sudden we were outside. It was a beautiful sunny day, though I didn't see detail.

The lady in charge gave me a thick chicken salad sandwich on toasted wheat bread. I felt love with that sandwich. I told her that I know I still have to do things.

The End

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding around with several friends in a large crew-cab truck with a load of butcher block boards in the bed. As we drive by a theater, one of my friends suggests that we stop and watch an interesting movie that's posted on the board. I recommend that we first stop by the garage and unload before going to the theater. I drive into an alley and back up beside the garage. I get out and start unloading the truck while everyone else just sits there dumbfounded. I stack the first armload of lumber by the garage, then look back at the truck. The front half of the truck is a Volkswagen Beetle and the rear half is a dully with a large stake body flat bed.

I wake up suddenly, perhaps from a combination of the shock from the odd appearance of the truck jolting me into lucidity and it being around my normal wakeup time.

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – ~4:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am laying naked on my bed, trying to read a book with very small text. I rotate the book in several different directions, but the text is totally impossible to read. Just as I put the book down, a young guy with long blonde hair walks into my room and says, “It's time for your meltdown.” As I am look for my alarm clock which is not there, I reply, “Isn't it a bit early?” He says, “No, certainly not.” After giving me a strange look, he climbs up on the bed and says, “Roll over, then cross your arms under your chest and bring your hands up and out from under your shoulders.” As I do this, he lays down on my back and grabs both of my hands. His hair is hanging down past my face.

He slowly lifts my upper section slightly off the bed by my arms, holds me up for a few seconds, then lowers me slowly back onto the bed. I can feel his body get very warm as his aura combines with mine. He lifts me a second time and I begin to feel a warm and tingling sensation through my back and shoulders as I am being lowered back to the bed. When he lowers me the third time, the sensation becomes stronger and travels all the way down my legs. On the fourth lift, his legs melt down through me and become part of mine. When he lowers me, the rest of his body melts down and becomes part of mine. As we are merging, I can feel my internal organs shifting around to make room for an extra set. This is quite a strange feeling, but it doesn't hurt or anything.

Somehow, I come to my senses and become lucid. I roll off my bed and walk out of my room. As soon as I walk through the doorway, I lose my lucidity and the dream.

One of these fine days I will learn to take a moment and stabilize every time I become lucid. I'm certain that I was starting to aim for lucidity twice in the beginning of this dream; once when I couldn't read the text of the book, and a second time when I couldn't find my alarm clock. This is not the first time I have missed several clearly obvious dream signs, and it certainly won't be the last.

I don't recall waking up directly from this one. There were a couple of dreams after this one, but I don't have much recall of them. This is the one that stood out from the rest in my memory and I think I lost the others while recalling and writing this one.