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    1. 2/24/11

      by , 02-25-2011 at 06:48 PM
      DILD

      Tuesday on valerian I had restless sleep, Wednesday I had vivid and emotionally encumber dreams and now thursday I had a lucid dream. I also lived to Ninja 9578's adio called Subliminal Lucid 2.0 which I will listen to again tonight to test it again.

      My dream last night was different then other lucid dreams I've had before. I gained lucidity from a RC on a clock, but my lucidity slowly wore off. I first remember being on grass and seeing my dad clipping a hedge, I approved him and told him he's not real, to which he busily blew me off with a mumbled response as if he had something more important to focus on. I then engaged my senses by laying in the grass, focussing on a catapullar infrong of me. The sun was on my back like summer and the air smelled like it too. I learned to fly in a roller coaster pattern and headed off to a friends house, until I was knocked over by some skater punks. I tried to use my powers but they wouldn't work for some reason. Later in the dream I was told by a doctor I have no powers which led me to continue the normall dream, but I don't want to go into all that.

      Recall:4
      Lucidity:4
      Length:6
      Control:5
      Clarity:6
      Likemindedness:3
      Dreamscape:5
      Overall:5

      Updated 02-25-2011 at 07:18 PM by 42316

      Categories
      lucid
    2. The Extraordinary Outdoors

      by , 02-25-2011 at 06:34 PM (Out of the Briar Patch)
      25.02.2011
      The Extraordinary Outdoors (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am in an unfamiliar building, though I've been here before in dreams. It's sort of like a school, of sorts, and it's located in a remote locale up in the mountains. Inside I find myself in a well-lit hallway. The lighting of this place is always a strong white glow, almost like natural sunlight. There are some troublemaker characters here, and they're talking about their reckless lifestyle. I caution them to take life a bit more seriously (though not too seriously). Not certain that I got through to them, I decide to take off for the exit.

      I step outside to a forested mountainscape view of unsurpassable beauty. I know I'm dreaming, there is no need for a reality check. I hear some rustling in the foliage nearby and wonder if it's a bear. Not seeing anything I continue along a dirt path through the trees leading away from the academy's main entrance. I consider making a portal (after all, there are things my waking self would like me to do while lucid), but am too caught up in the beauty of this dreamscape to seriously entertain leaving. I've never become lucid here before, and I just want to soak it all up.

      I walk further down the path and catch glimpses through the trees of vast valleys and majestic mountains off in the distance. The air up here is so pure, so crisp, so fresh! The sunlight is so clean, so bright and warm! This is definitely a place I need to come to more often. I feel the energy of it. It's vibrating all around me, washing through me, becoming a part of me.

      I look at the ground beneath me. The twigs, leaves, specs of dirt and tiny rocks--the detail here quite possibly surpasses that of waking reality. I take a look at my hands--a red flag goes off that this experience is about to end--and instead of stabilizing I decide to just observe. I look at the lines, the shadows, the overall texture. It's incredible. I've had detailed lucids before, but this is just mindblowing.

      Reality starts to fade--to dissipate, really. I am sad to see it end, but know that it is time to wake. I slowly reenter consensual reality and find that, indeed, that the hour is getting late.

      Updated 02-25-2011 at 06:37 PM by 41333

      Categories
      lucid , dream fragment
    3. Going back in time dream.

      by , 02-25-2011 at 05:56 PM
      Wow this was a big dream, at first I was in the shopping mail for some reason then I went up some steps. I think I went come to discover that my parents invented a time machine. Then somehow it broke the first time we used it.

      The year was 1968 in my dreams.

      I was back at my house but other people where living in it and I had to look around, then I've noticed then and there I was a kid again. I wasn't born around that time so I don't know why it was that way.


      I was walking down my street and noticed a bunch of kids playing across the street in there front yard. I quickly ran over to check them out hiding behind a bush. A cute little blond hair girl came out and looked at me and I talked to her. Naturally I didn't tell her that I was a time traveler.

      Me: Hello, I just noticed you guys playing and was wondering if you would like to hang out.

      She just gave me a smile and I followed her inside the house where I met her family. I was unsure where her mother was then she took me out to the mall. We where going to get something to eat when I noticed my Dad in his earlier years was going to go into a recruiting center to get into the military. Some girl that followed me and this one girl I was hanging out with, she is going for Dad.

      Unknown girl grabs my fathers hand and suggested that they go somewhere else.

      My dad dropped everything and followed her led. I knew instantly this was bad and would unbalance everything I knew about the present time. I followed them and the other that was with me was gone, and I watched as they got ice cream together where talking. I felt like somehow I messed up inside and now my present time is going to pay the consequences for my actions.

      I went into 3rd person mode when I went into a moment of sadness, what I saw wasn't me crying but a girl that was suppose to be me.

      This is the short summarized version of the dream.
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    4. Lexie

      by , 02-25-2011 at 05:52 PM
      Last nights dream was as non-lucid as could be. I didn't reliaze it was a dream until I woke up.

      It all started out at a Paramore concert. I was sitting, front row, and waiting for the band to start. People all around are screaming for the band to come out.

      Without hesitation, I stand and walk out just as Haley takes the stage. Noise echoes and explodes throughout the area.

      I'm outside and taking it easy when I hear someone come up behind me. When I turn I see a man.

      He's tall, maybe five nine, with never ending blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Those amazing eyes were concentrated on me and I nodded in a 'hello' gesture before closing my eyes and leaning against a brick wall.

      "Lexie."

      I blink and look at him confused.

      "Why did you leave me Lexie?" his eyes were cold and I stand straight up. "Why didn't you come to me?"

      I blink, shocked and shake my head smiling.

      "You must have me confused with someone else," I said with forced cheeriness. "My name's ____"

      The man is suddenly in front of me, holding onto my shoulders, and I try to get away, even resorting to biting him, but he doesn't loosen his hold.

      He kisses me, his tongue gliding effortlessly into my mouth and I bite down as hard as I can. It was as if he didn't feel it as he tightened his hold on me and deepened the kiss.

      Someone comes out saying my name and I wake up from my dream.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Arguing With My Dad

      by , 02-25-2011 at 05:11 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was arguing with my dad. My dad is usually a trigger to go lucid because he has passed, but I didn't .

      So we were walking along when someone passed me on my left. I put my hand on my dad's shoulder and moved closer to him to let the guy on my left go by without bumping into me. My dad said, "You see, I'm not really comfortable with that since your mad at me."

      I couldn't believe it. Then I started jogging and throwing punches to the air as if I were in training. I think this was a throwback to a punishment he once gave me.

      I felt a little silly. I'm not really a fighter, so I felt as though I was being disingenuous, but I kept on because I was mad. At one point I jumped up. I had some great hang-time. This was another chance to go lucid, but it didn't happen.

      The End
      Tags: dad, jogging, punching
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Playground on the Water, and Asking about My Spirit Animal

      by , 02-25-2011 at 05:01 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid - AP

      I remember my brother fixing me up with some dude that came over here from out of state (maybe out of the country? Can't recall). I never agreed to it, he just kind of did it without my approval. The guy was staying at our house, and was one of my brother's friends. My mom told me I needed to stop dating so much. I thought "I didn't even agree to this...my brother set it all up!" This all happened in my family's kitchen.

      The next thing I remember is walking outside, and seeing a playground-type thing on the edge of the water of a lake. I thought to myself "Isn't that dangerous for the kids to have the playground in the water?" There was a wooden bridge leading out to it. I started walking on it. I remember a piece of the old, rotting wood cracked under my weight, but I kept going. I recall seeing two very big, gross spiders (I hate spiders in waking life). I didn't freak out too much, but just tried to avoid them. I remember one scuttling away.


      ~

      I was in my family's kitchen again, writing a letter to someone, asking them what they thought my spirit animal was. I think this person was supposed to be an expert on deep dreaming-type things. I told him about the dreams I've had with dogs and bears (real dreams that I've had, not false memories). I don't remember ever receiving a reply, but throughout the dream, I kept thinking about my spirit animal, and whether or not it was a bear.

      Totally missed that chance at becoming lucid . Oh well, it is what it is. Maybe next time.
    7. #190. Alexandra

      by , 02-25-2011 at 04:58 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      02/25/10

      I'm Alex and she's Nikita and – shit! I throw myself behind a set of crates as a blaze of gunfire lights up my trail.

      "We have to take the south exit!" she shouts over the noise.

      "They've anticipated your escape route," I shout back, "It's an ambush!"

      "We don't have a choice!"

      Splintering wood and conveniently placed explosives under piles of precariously stacked crates – we make a dash for the exit. Don't stop when you're in the open, I tell myself, sprinting across the lawn, It's when you're most vulnerable, and we dive into the river and Alex closes her eyes.

      Caught in the slipstream, I nudge at Alex/Nikita. Don't hold your breath, I say. Breathe. It won't hurt you.

      Alexandra. Scare Factor: 2.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Cats

      by , 02-25-2011 at 04:41 PM
      1. I found some cats that were part domestic and part wild. The really liked me. I was petting them and they were all purring.

      2. My friend slept with a considerably older woman, and she was very insistent on them having a relationship. My friend was not into it at all.

      3; I go into some coffee shop but not for coffee. I give the guy at the counter $100. He seems pissed off. I feel a huge wad of cash in my pocket. I see a ghost car outside so I leave and start walking towards the station.
      Tags: cash, cats, cops
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. FAs, FAs everywhere

      by , 02-25-2011 at 04:23 PM (Sehnsucht)
      First part of my sleep I had 2 dreams, one about a videogame which looked like Lara Croft in a Zelda game. It had cool animations concerning the world map. The other dream was about me looking OnePiece with my brother, but can't remember well anymore. Then I had a FA in which I managed to separate my astral arm from the real one, light and sound was coming from the cut of surface. But my body drew the soul back in.

      Then I woke up, drank a little water and gone back to sleep, and then it happened.

      I had like 15 FAs in a row, don't even know if it was a DEILD chain or only FAs.
      The first three FAs were very similar, I was in my bed and trying to get up, but somehow couldn't. My roommate was doing something in our room.
      The next one was in my old house, I am with my family. I wander around, talk with my brother, and get lucid. My brother yells out to my Mother in joy "He got lucid, and we didn't even do a thing!" (I am very happy about this, because I am thinking about asking DCs to make me lucid next time). I push my brother away and ask my mother "Do you know where my Traumguide is?" My brother laughs at me because I mixed up german und english here, I correct myself, saying it again with the english term in a german sentence. But I can't get an answer. I wake up in my room again, it was an FA like the first three ones. Then I woke up again in my room, but in another bed. Not my roommate, but DS and FH are in my room on the other beds, and talking about New York again. I look out the window, there is a carussel, rotating really fast, and an old auiantance of mine is in there. I wonder what's going on, then I wake up in my room again. Can't move, but notice that I somehow get hard. Wake up again, my superior is with me, wants to do some manual labor in my room. I get up and think that I don't want this right now, I try to make him disappear and switch him with a beautiful girl, remembering the task of the month. But somehow I can't decide or visualize one. Next I wake up at the beach, in an anime-world, and there's a wet t-shirt contest in the middle of the night.

      I suceeded at a long-term goal, 2 LDs in a month!
      Categories
      lucid , false awakening
    10. Visiting Space + Fragment

      by , 02-25-2011 at 03:38 PM (The book of mars)
      Visiting Space

      My parents and I are going to visit outerspace. Its night time and we’re in a family car traveling to the space station. We stop at McDonalds and while they’re inside, I get into my space suit. It’s a stretchy black mesh material and on each side of me I have some control pads for my hands.

      When they come out, we eat and drive over to the station. Every family or visitor has their own cube inside a building (I don’t remember the building, just being in the cube). It’s a big wooden box with a wheelchair access incline inside of steps that lead into the center of the room. We get into place and I guess we rocket off!

      At first, we’re all nervous and doing our jobs stabilizing the cube in space and tracking ourselves to our destination. Then we settle down and my mom starts ice fishing, because there’s an empty hole in the bottom of the cube to the right side. I look into it and there’s just black black water, as if the water was over the blackness of space (and then floating beneath our cube?) The fish are mechanical but also organic in a way that they grow the mechanical parts of themselves. My dad is playing with fishing line and hooking little beads together on it and stringing it around the cube in a decorative way.

      I don’t remember landing, but we all are on stable ground now. I was unengaged with what my parents were doing for most of the trip and when I go over to them now that we’re here, I realize they’re fighting. They speak something about a lady that my dad meets here, or maybe a guy that my mom meets here. I don’t care! Let’s go explore!

      All of the cool parts are lost in memory. My mom is somewhere, and I’m with my dad. We are about to go into a museum for something. The world around us is the same as Earth, just more exciting because it’s NOT Earth. It feels like I’m in an amusement park, and everything could be mundane but still not that bad.

      Inside, the museum is a multi-tier building that stacks on top of itself. The biggest room is the first, and then you walk up stairs to a smaller room, etc until the last room which is an observatory. My dad and I are in the last room. Instead of peering out of the glass windows, I look at the display case in the center. There are a lot of crystal rock art sculptures. I’m amazed at one of them: It’s all solid clear crystal with a fist coming out of one side. I’d assume that it was carved to look that way, but so much of it seems to be natural. I am on another planet, so I don’t question it. I put it in my jacket after pondering about video cameras watching us and hoping they just aren’t around.

      We walk out and no one notices me or questions me. Outside, we have to go through a gate with a guard who’ll direct us to our next attraction. The big rock has slipped down my pant leg, settling kind of near my shoe. The exterior of the museum looks like my old neighborhood.

      On a tree there’s a hand painted sign that says “Give me one instant chocolate Reece’s cake mix and I’ll trade you a FREE TOILET!” That’s dumb, I think. No one wants a toilet. I have the conclusion that the guard we’re about to see put that sign up for everyone to see who comes from the museum, hoping someone has one of the cake mixes.

      He looks at me and my dad and doesn’t question my bulging pant leg. We’re directed to the cubelot, where we meet up with my mom. She’s mad at my dad and I see a voluptuous lady with a thousand blonde curls wave at my dad. I see! We get into the cube and start going home.

      Half-way through space, we stop at a little planet to get some food. It looks kind of like the other McDonalds. My dad meets his friend and tells us about some new information they found out about Earth.

      “They took apart all the walls on Earth and on the light switches they found hind markings. E.T. did it when he was having his stay on our planet! Whenever a light turns green, I puke.” My dream self thought this made sense: he implied that all the walls of Earth, as if there were walls on the “outside” of our planet, were inspected for residue of the infamous E.T. (the movie dude in my dream was an actual alien who visited for a little while). The light switches he spoke of were what made the traffic lights work. The word “hind” was a kind of sexual term that implied he tried to have sex with them.




      Fragment
      It’s the last two days of the world. Everything has been ending and I am alive for these last days. I jump between the layers of my potential realities, but it’s all over…

      Updated 02-26-2011 at 02:38 PM by 42137

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. As. and Data?

      by , 02-25-2011 at 03:01 PM (Rawracookie's DJ)
      Something about Data from star treak TNG. Also my aunt's dog, As. Something about hiding from something I don't remember.

      Updated 03-07-2011 at 08:05 PM by 42666

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. Broke at the Terminal

      by , 02-25-2011 at 03:00 PM (Rawracookie's DJ)
      I might be at an airport, bus, or subway terminal. I'm hauling a rolling suitcase and have no money. At some point, I'm in a starbucks or other such cafe inside the terminal. I don't remember what I'm doing there. Maybe a job? I need one irl. A lot of concrete walls and roaming people. There is a long line in the cafe. People are travelling.

      Updated 03-07-2011 at 08:09 PM by 42666

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. February 24th, 2011

      by , 02-25-2011 at 02:18 PM (Bennerman's Dream Journal)
      I was a gunslinger in the old west and I shot my brother, only to fine out that he needed 50 bullets for an art project o.o
      Categories
      Uncategorized
    14. Can't get any

      by , 02-25-2011 at 01:46 PM
      My brother was gambling online and every time he lost money something in our house would disappear. I told him to stop but then he wouldn't. I started to think about this. This didn't make any sense. I did an RC and I realized I was dreaming.

      I started to run up the stairs, but I remembered to stabilize. I went to the wooden pole in our basement and started to feel its texture. Rubbing it and feeling its nooks and crannies. There was a little bubble of paint and I scraped it off. This was the most vivid dream I had had in a while. I went upstairs and saw my friend Sam. I talked to her for a while and realized how pretty she looked. I started to kiss her. It felt awkward like she was holding back. I backed away and she said she just wanted to stay friends. I said ok and told her to follow me. I phased through the window in the front of my house and turned around and saw that she had disappeared. I sighed and started to fly.

      It felt like I had rockets in my boot. I had never flown like this before, but I got used to it. I saw Ashley and her mom laying on lawn chairs-easy access. I flew down in front of Ashley and lifted her legs up. I pulled her jeans up until I could see her panties. She was wearing green and white striped granny panties-lol. I started to rub her to try to get her aroused and I woke up.
      Categories
      lucid , task of the month
    15. Oakmead

      by , 02-25-2011 at 01:22 PM (Struggle for Lucidity)
      Dream Lucid Sleep Paralysis Non-Dream/Side notes

      This dream was scary and yet fun. I don't remember what took place when. I dreamt that I was joining a different school, Oakmead (this school does exist in real life, however I have no idea what it looks like). I was being shown around by some old guy and I remember two buildings kind of like the ones in the level of THPS2 called school II, and I remember at some point being in a classroom/office on a second, higher floor with huge crowds of people protesting against something.



      The place that reminded me of school II from THPS2



      The road to the school and the second floor.

      The road to the school I also remember. The crowd stopped halfway down it. I remember being in a crowd of students entering the school too but it felt like I had been there for ages.

      I was reminded of this dream by stumbling across the name of the school on facebook.


      It really irritated me that I didn't reality check during this dream because what happened in it definitely isn't normal.

      Update, 2016: I went in to their sixth form. It was nothing like the dream. Hilarious though, reading back on what my 13-year-old self dreamed about.

      Updated 03-09-2016 at 03:45 PM by 32501

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes