It was a long dream that I only remember the end of, but I know it was a stress dream and very abstract. It ended with me getting ambushed by a group of men. I was weak and becoming overpowered when suddenly I transform into Wonder Woman and kick all their asses.
Geez, I gotta visit this site more often (I keep updating my LD4All DJ and not this one LOL) My DJ here's virtually EMPTY! Well, here's to updating my DreamViews DJ as well! March 10, 2011 Last night's LD was a visit to the First DreamWorld (Cyrillian Prime). I thought it'd be good to inspect several key bases across the planet, and good thing I did, I had a chance to witness the testing of an experimental sonic cannon. Unfortunately, instead of blowing apart a brick wall target, all it did was play Ozzy Osbourne songs really really loudly. Oh well, at least there was a table of snacks there, in which I was happy to help myself to. After the series of surprise inspections, I went on my way to have some fun flying over the oceans, occasionally diving into the waters to peek at the ocean life below the waves, practicing different maneuvers in the air while creating water spouts to dance along with me. A good while later, I made my way to the First Capital, to make a stop at my Citadel to check on things, my apartment in particular. I found that several things had been changed, or rather moved around. The living room had been reorganized so that the television no longer caught the sun's glare during afternoons, and the couch sofa had been moved to stay centered with the television. The dining room had a new dining table, whatever happened to the old one I had no idea. And someone had taped a Super Happy Bunny poster on the refrigerator door, which I had no doubt was Amanda's doing. After making myself a grilled cheese sandwich and some tea, I took a moment to enjoy my snack before waking myself up.
I wonder how many, if any, people on here pretend to have lucid dreams and be in control but are only putting up a fake facad... Example: I claim to have joined because of this website, which I know I did, but actually I never really stopped to think about whether or not my goal was supposed to be this website... Just curious because I can put up some fairly complex visions on this website and nobody but me really knows the truth. THE KEY POINT...that I am trying to make here is do not pretend like you have lucid dreams or you are in complete control...be truthful to yourself and you never have to lie, cheat, or steal. Sincerely, ~Icy
Me and about 5 of my friends were having some sort of competition, of endurance or something like that, for a while we were just biking around this area and thats all. But eventually we all met up at this strange mans house, he looked like Zak Galifianakis, I think it might have been him. It was a tiny house and one of my friends knew him so we could go there. And he was holding some animal when we got there, he had a ton of animals in his house. But I walked over to his kitchen, and there was this ledge that went straight down to his basement, and I just saw this polar bear running at this huge white gorilla probably 3 times bigger than the big polar bear. Its like it was was grabbing around the white gorilla and walking forward and ran into a wall. I wish i could remember more of what we did there but we were there for a long time. Eventually we left his house to go to this other guys house, and at this house I didn't even see the outside first, we just appeared in this room. We were going to sleep there and it was some random room. We were talking about all trying to have the same dream, the whole thing I just dreamed including the competition, and the weird guys house, we were all talking about that like it was all a dream. And I remember asking if anyone remembers seeing a polar bear tackle a giant white gorilla, but no body seemed to know what I was talking about. A while later everyone was gone but me, and I decided to explore the house, I didn't even realize we were staying in this huge creepy mansion. But I kept trying to go downstairs but I was too scared of something. Later I ended up in some weird part of the mansion and got out side. And there was some guys out on the lawn. And apparently the owner was this guy laying down in one of those chairs at swimming pools you la on. And this guy was fanning him with a leaf, I think there were like 10 other people there. Then I noticed they were all middle eastern and wearing very strange clothes. But for some reason all of the men would sing this tune, but it wasn't singing really it was odd, it like was singing from their noses or something like that. And I was supposed to find something for him, and I couldn't find it, and everything turned into stone and non modern things. And I climbed up this wall and found a rope, so I pulled it. I heard some weird noise come from a woman in the mansion everytime I pulled the rope. Then I twisted this rock like I knew what I was doing, and then I pulled the rope again. This time when ever I pull the rope the middle eastern men would sing that weird tune. Then all of a sudden everything that happened in this dream just seemed to disappear, and I was on this lawn in front of this nice house, with all these teenagers I didn't know but it was like I knew them. And this girl told me to follow her, so I followed her. She was wearing a fluorescent yellow-green bikini, and we were going to find her brother, and I noticed her brother was wearing the same fluorescent yellow-green bikini as his sister, then I woke up..
Oh hi! Here I will share as many dreams as I can remember. I may post some of my past dreams every so often too. ************************************************** ******************************************** ****************************************
Fragment I was lying down and there were two monitor lizards or young Komodo Dragons--one at my ankle and one at my foot. I didn't see the DC, but someone asked, "But what if one of them bites you?" I was terrified. I didn't move hoping they wouldn't get excited and therefore bite me. I waited and decided I better pull my leg back. I got away, but it started to try to bite as I pulled away. A-a-a-a! -- I was looking for a bathroom in my dream. I had to go in waking life. I ended up finding a bathroom and for some reason deciding I should take a shower. I started two and was grossed out by two pair of underwear on either side of the bathroom floor. I was about to get undressed to shower when some kid comes in. He saw I was going to take a shower, so he leaves and starts telling everyone as though I'm doing something wrong. I didn't attack him, nor he me, but we were all of a sudden fighting about it. He was pinching me. It didn't hurt that bad, so I didn't flinch. My face did not show any pain. I picked him up and started pounding his head into a dresser. The End
Well, I had a dream last night to where one of my old friends from another town was on the schoolbus and was being mean to a girl, and I asked "...why are you being mean to her??" and he couldn't think of anything to say, and off to the side I was thinking "oh my gosh I can't think of anything for him to say..." at which point for some reason I didn't become lucid by realizing I was directing a play of sorts. Unless I was already semi-lucid?? it happens sometimes. Another dream or part of the dream was I was in a museum and I had made an art piece and people said modern art was too expencive nowadays or something and I was like "0.e"
Whoop, second recall in a row (which for me is a huge improvement). I could recall it very well too, which makes it even better. 9th of March 2011: non-lucid, lucid, extra comment I find myself at school, though the setting was slightly strange, for I wasn't in any ordinary lesson. I was being tutored in German along with someone else by a teacher whose features I cannot remember. The bell rings, prompting me to go another lesson, ICT class. Instead of going straight to that lesson however, I walk into the school library, where I stand and wait for a couple of minutes, waiting to look into a folder that holds all the marks I had received. (Though there probably were other students in that folder as well) Finally I get to look through it quickly, then I remember I was supposed to be at ICT class at that time. I want to leave, but the librarian holds me back and tells me to store the book in a place that is neither too damp nor too dry. I walk over to one of the plants and pick it up (Must have thought she was referring to me storing the plant in a proper environment), I open a door that is supposed to lead to a room filled with computers and wiring. I find the room to be remarkably tidy, without computers and wiring littering the place. Instead of the computer dude I expected, I find two students in the room. I'm hesitant to continue and look back at the librarian and point at the plant I'm holding. She shakes her head, telling me I'm really supposed to store that folder somewhere appropriate. I walk out of the library and into the computer room that is located right next to it. I hand in the notebook to the teacher for some reason... I expect to be sent out of class and punished for being late, but my teacher says that the class has already started working on exercise 37. I turn around and find that the class is filled with people that aren't supposed to be there, as a result, my seat has already been taken. Nevertheless I find myself a seat (through rather magical means, as I just found myself there) As I review the exercise, my teacher explains that everyone can perform a 'is greater than 1' comparison and that is as redundant as 'FTW' (I know, my dreams are a bit crazy). I look at the assignment, of which I can only remember the '>=' operator and 3 or 4 numbers all greater than 900 (one of which was 900). I suddenly find myself in a different world, slightly reminiscent of Halo Reach. There are two other people with me, both wearing armour. A woman holds a sniper rifle. I run out the cave, and find gravity to reverse on me, causing me to drop back into the cave, where gravity resets itself. I continue to jump out the cave several times with similar result (possibly to impress the lady)I get her to follow me in said activity. Jump out the cave once more and wake up. Most detailed recap of a dream so far afaik.
I am in some sort of group in a school (highschool?). One guy, two girls, and me. The two girls are complaining about being "slightly too fat." We are, as a group, using little push vacuums (floor sweepers?) on the table we are at. No idea why. It is now time to go to school lunch. We go downstairs into the cafeteria. I am waiting in line. I listen to "In the Hall of the Mountain King" in my head. It is an FM synth chiptune version. Like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZNvMJjKSis , but with instrument quality like this, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBiIr-bFiKM. I watched the second video the day before, but searched for the first today to see if I could find one. The song playing on the loudspeaker ends and starts up with the same song I have in my head. I find that to be a strange coincidence. I think of posts I have read on dreamviews that say "Well this can't be happening, I must be dreaming!" I find it silly to me, but I do a reality check, the nose plug, anyways. I can feel my breath flowing through my nose. I try it again. I lose my visuals I remember the thick steak fries in the little paper thing next to me on the stand. I imagine grabbing them and stuffing them into my mouth. I try to imagine the thick potatoey texture and flavor. I also lick some sort of meat covered in barbecue sauce. I have my visuals. I run upstairs. I don't remember why. It's not quite as vivid as I would like it to be, nor am I thinking as clearly as I could be. It's dark upstairs. After fiddling with the light switch, it is dim. I decide to try fireballs from my hand. I try forcefully opening my hands and imagining fireballs. It keeps failing. I am eventually pulled out of the dream into waking life.
Nonlucid Lucid Partially lucid False awakening March 10, '11: This WILD led directly into a false awakening. I got up out of bed and went to the kitchen. The cabinet opened slightly by itself and I was a little scared. I went back into my room and thought to do a reality check. As I realized I was dreaming, I sort of dived or fell into bed and woke up. But I didn't move and I entered a lucid dream. I did the nose pinch to confirm that I was dreaming. I looked in a small mirror on my wall and the reflection scared me. I rubbed my hands together and looked at them to stabilize. Then I licked the blanket on my bed because I remembered the thread on the DV forum about licking things in lucid dreams. The blanket didn't feel or taste like anything. I licked the carpet and it felt like you would expect it to. There was even lint still on my tongue after. I left my room and saw a cat lying in the hallway. I asked him if he could be my dream guide (this was my current dream goal. I thought since there is almost always a cat in my dreams, maybe one could be my dream guide.) He just grunted and I took that to mean "no." I went into the kitchen and said "It's me!" meaning, the dreamer. I'm not sure what happened next, but I woke up. Again, I didn't move and I started another lucid dream, back in my old bedroom. there was a larger mirror this time. I played around with my reflection, dancing and moving my arms around. i tried to poke my finger through my palm, but it didn't work properly. then I licked the metal bed post and it tasted weird. I left my room again, repeating "I'm dreaming." There were lots of cats in the kitchen, running around and playing, and fighting some. I wanted to ask my cat, Wilton, if he could be my dream guide, but he wouldn't stop long enough. I picked up a white kitten that I did not recognize and asked if it it could be my dream guide. The cat did not respond. It just acted like a playful kitten. I asked if this were a lesson to show that I wasn't in full control. If so, I said, "that lesson has already been beat into the ground." The cat turned into something scary and I woke up.
I was on my laptop, and at the top of the screen were various tabs, one reading "this is reality", I clicked on it, and it was a ton of saved images in a file my boyfriend made. I was devastated, and in reality became very agitated in my sleep. The images were very soft core and the women looked as though they were from the 80's. I flipped the computer around and said "whats this?", and my boyfriend replied, "that must be from when I used to look at porn.", so I clicked on a button that showed when the file was added and it said "1-11-11". I showed him this date as it is very recent, caught in a lie, he grabbed my arm as I threw the computer around and tried to leave him. He would not let go, so my arm stretched and stretched. I woke up angry and disturbed from this one.
Well can't really remember much, but it's about time I posted another. So I had a few GI Joe dreams, I don't know what was happening but two characters stuck out. First dream had Scarlett, and the second had Cobra Commander. Also I was listening to music, and I became aware I was dreaming, but I was mid-waking up, so it didn't really matter. There was Face from the A-Team talking the words of "Let's Live For Today" (Because me and my brothers think The A-Team sing that song ) and I was like "This is cool, this song is cool. Wait, why is there this song? I went to bed listening to my music, this is a dream" but I was waking up anyway anyway cool
I think I had a good dream (by good I mean dramatic, not friendly) last night, but I remember waking up slightly depressed from it and thinking "I don't want to remember this dream" and let it slip from my mind. I remember a vague image of darkness, and remember being dressed all in black like a ninja. I think I was crouched on someone's house and being shouted at by someone. I also remember seeing someone with orange hair, accusing me of something. I wish I'd remembered it now, but considering my dad woke me up by throwing underwear at my head, I had a bit more on my mind!
Jay I met my old friend Jay somewhere. we didn't seem to be on good terms, i forget why. Bar I was outside some house smoking a cigarette at night time. I was with a couple people, i saw a bar across the street so i began walking there, a bunch of punk kids stopped me and said i wasn't allowed in the bar. Dog Just a vague dream of playing with a small dog. Mcdees I was at my new Mcdonald job, I spent a few days learning things and everything seemed to be well. This is all the detail I remember.
The dream began with me driving home in Texas, reportedly from my job. My parents still lived in their old house, so that was the neighborhood I went to. All of the stores in the small shopping center clustered around the Subway were gone. In their place was a huge supermarket. The parking lot was a mess of broken slabs of concrete. I went into the store, and Nicole called me. I could hear the cast of Glee in the background; she was watching it while talking to me. Just from the actors’ voices, I was able to reconstruct the episode in visual form in my head. I laughed when Will suddenly swept Emma off her feet in a rare moment of manliness. She giggled and pleaded with him to let her down. When he did, she calmed down a bit. “What was that?” she asked. “Some kind of… fatherly instinct, Will?” “I’m gonna beat my children…” He said it so calmly, so unabashedly! It was almost as though this was supposed to sound romantic. I cracked up laughing. The show went to a commercial break without a comment from anyone else. Nicole didn’t think it was funny at all, but I was enjoying the chance to see how pathological Will’s perception of life had become over the course of the show. I grabbed a can of pasta off a shelf and waved it around in the air as I joked with Nicole about how that was the best line in the whole episode. The can was covered in something sticky like orange juice, so I switched it with another one. I went straight to the checkout. I guess pasta was all I needed… A plump, black woman waved me over to her register. She swiftly processed my single item. When she printed a receipt for me to sign, I just wrote my first name. I carried my one grocery item in a bag back to my car. Instead of getting in the driver’s seat, I climbed into the back of the car… The air conditioning turned on as soon as I closed the door. “I’m so glad it does that,” I murmured to myself in relief. It was a warm, humid night in Texas. I wondered briefly how it was possible for my car to do that, but I didn’t worry too much about it. I locked the door. I didn’t want to get mugged. Only then did I lean into the front of the car and turn it on. I quickly flipped on my lights and popped the car into drive, then spun around to the only exit onto the road I could see. My side of the exit was horribly ruined; huge slabs of concrete blocked the way. I swerved around it and angled the wheels so I could easily turn that way. I made a right onto the street once it was clear. Basically, the street was divided by a huge median with trees growing all over it, so in order to get to the correct side of the street, I had to make a U-turn about thirty yards down the road. I must note that this U-turn was impossibly tight; my car pivoted around the narrow, three foot wide tip of the median without any difficulties. I found myself in a turn-only lane going left and had to switch. Then I saw a yellow light. Yellow, I thought. Yellow, yellow, yell – oh! I realized I was supposed to stop at the intersection up ahead! The light turned red, but I was still going too fast. I slid right into the middle of the intersection. Oops. I figured it was better to just keep going, so I put my foot back down on the accelerator. Almost as soon as I passed through the intersection, I saw a cop coming the other way. I was horrified. He must’ve seen me – how could he not? I knew he would pull me over as soon as he could turn around. I had to act swiftly. In order to evade the police, I planned to take an unusual route back home. I turned left onto a small street, disappearing from the main road before the cop could find me. This road bisected another in a place that looked like the suburbs of Chicago. I started talking to Ben on the phone. I didn’t have to hold it up… I could just hear his voice. This is probably a fortunate side-effect of using headphones when I’m on the phone lately. Anyway, Ben complained that it was snowing in Australia, but we somehow determined that it was actually raining because it was forty degrees in Brisbane. Ben pretended to be confused about the temperature. He said it was 40 to 100 degrees outside – first in Fahrenheit, but then in Centigrade. That didn’t sound right at all. If he was using the Celsius scale, much of that range would be intolerable, even lethal. I turned onto the next street. Traffic lights and driving in general were beginning to pose crippling difficulties. I couldn’t focus my eyes properly on the lights, and some kind of weird, yellow dot appeared in my field of vision to direct the car. On top of keeping the wheel straight, I had to keep this light in the middle of my perspective with my mind in order to keep the car going straight. Anytime I looked away from the middle of the road, the car turned in that direction. The only way to counter it was to turn the wheel in the opposite direction at the same time. As one can imagine, this wasn’t easy. It was incredibly difficult for me to multitask in this dream on top of everything else, so it’s no surprise that I went through three red lights in succession before finally stopping. Ben explained that he needed help with a quest. The road took me along the edge of a massive, red curtain – the kind used in theaters. I knew there was an abandoned hospital inside. Ben needed to get into the hospital and retrieve something. I stopped the car, got out, and slipped under the heavy curtain. The hospital was dark, and many of the doors and windows were boarded up. Ben transformed into Goofy (Mickey Mouse). He started going to the main entrance, but I insisted that I knew which entrance was the right one to use. I had done this quest before, I said. Actually, I was just attempting it for the first time – but with Ben’s help, I knew we would be fine. We circled around the building to a small back door. Inside, we found two elevators and a door to a stairwell. The stairs were the obvious choice… The building probably wouldn’t have any electrical power to spare, considering the state it was in. Despite that, Ben went for the first elevator. “I don’t think that’s going to work…” I said. He pushed a button. The elevator dinged at us as it opened. Nervously, I followed him in. “What if we get stuck in here? This is a bad idea… I hate elevators.” The door slowly closed. Ben picked a floor, and the elevator began to drop. The walls were made of mirrors. Staring at reflections of reflections of myself wasn’t helping my sanity. Ben apologized for choosing the elevator; he hadn’t intended to disturb me. We would take the stairs back up, he promised. When the elevator stopped, I stumbled out. Moving was difficult down here for some reason… Ben didn’t have any trouble, though. We were inside a small Minecraft level. The path curved around a pit of sharks before coming to a slide. I almost slid straight down, but there was a lava pit at the bottom! That would have meant my death. I had diamonds and quite a bit of iron in my inventory, so I was glad I hadn’t fallen. I had to slip into a tunnel on one side of the slide. I found it difficult to make any progress… I got my legs in the tunnel, but the rest of my wouldn’t move at a normal speed. Ben started arguing with another guy in the room with the shark pit. The guy said that the official Minecraft system made dirt grow infinitely high over time, simulating growing grass. Anyone who still played the old Minecraft was in denial, he claimed. Ben made jokes about dirt reproducing like guinea pigs as he hopped across the shark pit. He ran past me into the tunnel. I followed him as a point of awareness as he jumped skillfully across a couple pools of lava, then trudged right through a tunnel half full with lava without taking any damage. I thought he was doing this because he had food to heal himself afterward, but I realized after he emerged that he was wearing chain mail. He was invincible! He came across some kind of harpy woman and didn’t realize she was an enemy for a few moments as she slapped him with her wings. He killed her in a few seconds. My awareness returned to my body, and I followed after Ben. Since I didn’t have anything to protect me from the lava, I planned to build a path through it. When I got to the tunnel of lava Ben traversed before, however, I saw that it was just steaming water. I figured I would probably be okay… I waded to the other side without taking any damage. A puddle of water on the ground just past the tunnel (where Ben encountered the harpy before) took the shape of a woman. It was a water elemental. I struck her with a bolt of lightning, but the damage was paltry. She was resistant to magic, being a creature of magic herself. I knew cutting her wasn’t going to do me any good. What did I do in the past when I encountered these, I wondered? I vaguely remembered running. I considered calling Ben for help, but he was way ahead by now.
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