I'm posting this dream because it is quite funny. When I woke up I couldn't stop laughing: I am standing in a window, watching the rain storm outside. I get the sudden urge to run in the rain, and I touch the glass. The glass is warm and I can feel every drop of rain that hits it. I say aloud, "Eww, that's icky rain." and then the fun beings. I say to myself, "Now, you may ask, 'Grant, how did you come up with such a creative and incredulous name such as 'Icky Rain'?' Well I'll tell you, my friend. I first came to the conclusion that this is, indeed, rain of the same origin as pleasure-giving rain. It must have came from the same clouds as a pleasant shower, but under much different circumstances. No, my brother, I tell you. This rain is rain from the heavens but it had its birth in Hades. It is composed of the same molecules, but these molecules behave quite differently than the molecules of the ideal raindrop. These move faster, further, and are nigh unstoppable. These raindrops... have.... HEAT!" I say, putting one hand into another for extra wrathful and angered effect. "No, this heat is quite different from that in your easy bake oven, little man. This heat is unpleasant and undesired. If it had a mother it would be rejected as an unwanted child. These foul drops hit this window with a scream, as they feel their short lives coming to an end. They all shall die. None shall be spared. We can not live in the same world as an everliving icky waterdroplet. No, I tell you again, their crimes must be stopped." I finish with such passion as though I had just finished giving a speech. Normally I can't remember much dialog in dreams, but this one has stuck with me for some reason.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! I will be experimenting with the doses of B6 this weekend, I tried taking 150 mg last night (one 100 mg pill and one 50 mg) and I had two pretty long dreams. I'm not sure if one of them is more effective than the other, and that's why I'm gonna try them out. 03.00: Work I'm at work with my friend Henrik. We're doing some ground work and it's really confusing. I wonder why the hell I don't know how to do this (on the brink of becoming lucid). Henrik tells me has to take a walk and walks down a path into the forest. I figure he just needs to make a call or whatever and continues working. He comes back and we do some more work. After a few minutes of digging in the mud, he tells me he has to go take another walk. I'm starting to suspect something and I follow him. I walk with my eyes downcast and I see he's meeting up with his real father. They notice me but I continue walking up a hill. I walk up to a guy at work and I start talking to him. "Don't take this personal Matteh, but you gotta learn how to do this properly" he tells me and points at a map. "Yeah I know, don't worry, I'm not mad" I tell him and feel like an idiot. My boss comes up to me and starts talking about David. "He's become such a slacker. He will never make it. He started out as a good boy, then ended up smoking and cheating on his girlfriend and everything" I agree with him. 07.30: McClub - höhö I'm with a few friends and Monica at some kind of mc club. Apparently we're just about to have some fun with go-carts. I try them out a bit and I notice I can barely turn the thing without my wrists hurting. "Oh well, I'll just look then" I say and walk away. I grab a sandwich and sit down on the ground next to a small yellowish box. Inside I find alot of pictures of Marilyn Monroe, and she's naked in many of them! I take a good look at her perky black and white boobs before the owner of the club comes up to me and tells me to hand the box over. Suddenly I get the urge to play Magic the Gathering and my friend G tells me to get the cards in the car. I walk outside and it's night out. There's a couple of guys standing outside of a bar and smoking. I grab the card boxes from the car and I lock the doors. "Why weren't they locked before?" I wonder and start walking back. I hide the cards under my sweater and has to walk a bit retarded. Two guys walk past me, they're twins I notice and I start wondering about faces in dreams, since you can only see faces you've once seen (according to the myth). The dream changes and we're at the grocery store. Monica has taken a shopping cart and I notice several coins under it on a tray. I start collecting all the 50 cent ones (they're not valid anymore) and I get a whole bunch. An old lady comes up to us and starts talking about random things. I spot several 1 kr coins, but they're more like euros with gold on the outside and silver in the middle. Only these had bronze on the inside and silver on the outside. Pretty cool! I show Monica. An old taekwondo friend (Juan) comes up to us. He's alot taller than he actually is. We greet and he tells me he has to buy some stuff, but the store is closed. I look behind him and see a few people standing there, waiting for it to open. Doctor Cox from Scrubs is there and he sneaks in. Soon everyone enters the store and Juan aswell. Amount of sleep: 9½ hours Food before bed: 1x 100 mg B6, 1x 50 mg B6, 2 Omega-3 pills. That's it! I had just a few fragments the last two days so I couldn't be bothered writing them down. Anyways weekend is closing in, and I am so having a lucid dream! Was too long ago now. I've started realitychecking alot more often and meditating. Will be awesome. Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
Dating Class I was in a class about dating with my gf. We were in a lesson about how to construct the perfect date. Me and my gf dissagreed with what the rest of the class said. Tha Kings I wanted a pair of giant earrings shaped like dice. The dice were made out of platinum and the dots were made from diamonds. They were called "Tha Kings".
Imaginary friend I'm walking down a hallway in my inner world with some people. There was a woman, maybe kaomea... not sure. and we were talking about the same imaginary friend that we shared as a child (I actually don't remember an imaginary friend). We seemed to have similar stories about it. The woman then whispered in my ear "We used to kiss, and I remembered actually feeling it."
OK, apologies in advance, but this dream was very fractured. And unfortunately not lucid. (Introduction) I don't remember nearly enough of the first part of this dream, but I recall a pedophile stalking a pair of very young twins. These girls were maybe 8 and were dressed in bold, violet dresses. I recall standing at the entrance to a foreboding room, with the twins sitting 20 feet apart staring at me. I could feel another presence in the room; an evil, female presence that appears later in the dream. Anyway, some weird event happened that set these little girls up as evil. They moved their bodies in demonic ways and a piercing scream coming from an unknown place that hurt my ears. Perhaps they were evil because of the pedophile? Idk.. Anyway, second part of the dream (The Voyage): I was travelling with a group of maybe 10 people. There was a mother figure, a father figure, those small twins, me, and an assortment of other teenagers. In our travels through a snowy landscape, some kids would split off the group to go to their homes or just for the sake of travelling a different road. I was still with the group and I kept an eye on those girls. I was the only one who knew they were evil. Near the end of the trek, it looked as if I would be stuck with the girls until we were alone and they would kill me so I tried to escape, but the mother figure caught be crawling underneath a sheet of ice and I was unable to go free. Third part of dream (The Split): Somehow, from this original party, a party consisting a white guy, me, and one of the little girls, split off into a final group. We all wore the same white tunic with a red cord accessory. I followed the white guy and the little girl followed me. We entered into the real world, I assume it was, because people were wearing normal clothes and we saw very few people with tunics like ours. Looking behind me the little girl split off in a different direction before we crossed a bridge and I still followed the white guy. I suppose we were mages or something, because the white guy held a wand and threw energy at random people as we walked. (Btw, this guy was unaware I was following him. I followed because I did not know where I was going) At this point, I suppose I started becoming a viewer instead of an actor. I followed this white guy around and witnessed his life. Fourth part of dream (Tony Stark and the Ogre): My dream skipped forward maybe 20 years. This white guy shed his tunic and began wearing normal clothes and stopped using magic. He grew to a man that looked interestingly like Tony Stark from the Iron Man movie. This guy lived a luxurious life and seemed to even forget his past of magic. One day he was playing billiards with some friends when something weird happened. I don't recall exactly what freaked everybody out, but I think it was a window breaking or something. Anyway, people started walking out of this building and me and Tony Stark back to his apartment. When we got there a black guy walked from behind a pillar and introduced himself as an Ogre. Tony was freaked out by this and walked to a different room, but this black guy followed him saying, "Don't you remember? Or have you forgotten your abilities?" I realized this was a black guy from the original party when we were all kids. He grew up to be a tall menacing figure who still remembered a bit of his past. Eventually he convinced Tony to remember his magic abilities and help him defeat that evil girl. Fifth part of dream (The Arena): We were at an outdoor theater carved into a mountainside, much like an Ancient Greek theater. About twenty people were there and ready to witness something, though nobody knew what. And people were still showing up. Eventually after I felt an evil presence, the girl showed up. She was an older woman in a black and purple dress, and she looked similar to Kerrigan from Starcraft without all the spiky skin. She looked like a bitch, and you could tell she didn't forget her magic. In fact she honed it, and used it for evil. She was up to something here, but I didn't know what. And she didn't know who we were. She was about to perform some epic, evil act, and a fight would result, but I unfortunately woke up:/ The end haha
Updated 10-21-2010 at 04:31 AM by 34048
The dream starts in my ecology classroom. The teacher has just handed back an exam, and I've done particularly poorly. I start to complain, arguing for several of my answers, but the teacher doesn't budge. I become louder and more forceful, flailing my arms and even screaming. My classmates start to look at me funny, but I don't care... I wake up into the same ecology classroom. I realize that the previous dream had been caused by me falling asleep in class, and I'm quite embarrassed. The teacher scolds me while handing back the actual test, on which I've done well. It seems that I actually moved a bit while dreaming, and I apologize. This is, of course, a false awakening, and I soon wake into real life.
Old Age. Me and Kaomea are an older couple... maybe our kid is getting out of highschool by now.. it's not certain. We are in Hawaii and stepping out of a bus. We then walk up a hill a ways with a can of some sort in our hands. We keep climbing up the hill along a trail until we reach a high cliff. In the can is some of nomad's Ashes, who seems to be recently deceased in the dream. Together we release his ashes over the cliff, and they catch wind down to sea. I look at Kaomea and say "At least we returned him to where he loved to be most. He'll be in our dreams most likely." Arguing This was a long dream... but all I remember now is floating over chilliwack and entering a school. I was in a classroom where I was telling my brother that I was going to move away from home. He said I should just stay with the family and learn the trade otherwise I wouldn't amount to anything. I got mad and told him that no matter where I went, I would eventually find a place to live and a job, so don't try to put me in a fear jar. Asuka was merged with kaomea and sitting at a desk smiling at me and my triumphant speech. She had white hair but looked young.
Don't remember much... I was at school talking to someone about something. We were just chatting and I realized that Mrs. B. was there. Also had some other fragment, but I forgot it.
I often dream of writing in my (paper) dream journal, just after waking up. I am mostly asleep but thinking that I should be writing. I keep my journal and a pen right next to my bed so that I can write my dreams down right away. But often it is dark, or I am really tired and don't feel like writing. So today I again dreamed that I had written down my dreams, but actually did not. I only remember this: There were 5 people sitting in desks (school desks, perhaps), in a circle, facing one another. I'm in this circle. But I don't remember what I was doing. Conclusion: I need to find a flashlight and put it by the bed. I also need to make a greater effort to wake up and write.
Wednesday, October 20th, 2010 Non Lucid I don't really remember much, except that I was in a college, that looked surprisingly like my old tech school. I remember going into some persons room, and hiding in their closet or something, it's really hazy. Then I remember having a big bag of dank weed, like a pound bag, but in my mind I thought it was an ounce. I think I smoked a bowl or something, still in the closet, then I heard a knock at the door. At first it was the person who's room I was in, but then it changed into the guy who's weed I smoked, and he sound pissed. I got really scared, and went through the back screen door (which just happened to be there) and I started running. I got that feeling that you get in a nightmare, you know, that feeling of dread. Then I woke up.
Dream Sign This was another night full of dream fragments, only a couple of which I remember. One had me playing basketball in an arena and on the other team there was some anime girl in lingerie who was bragging about how good she was, though I wasn't impressed at all. Not much to remember from that dream lol. The other had me feeling really stressed out because I was running late for school and we were having an important exam that day. It was nighttime and I was getting in my car to head to class. For some reason it felt like I hadn't been to that particular class for a very long time, and I was worried that because I missed so much, I wouldn't be able to pass the class. I'm going to take this as a dream sign for me because I have had a few similar dreams where I felt like I had gone weeks or even months without showing up to one particular class, and feeling worried that when I finally did go, I would be so behind that I wouldn't be able to pass the class. Sadly this is all I remember from these fragments. I don't remember ever getting to class or anything. Just thought it would be important to write this down since I think there's a dream sign here that I should pay attention to in the future.
dream started with me inside my grandmothers garage and army trucks filled with russian soldiers driving by and stopping. they weren't killing anyone but they were taking food supplies and kidnapping people. i ran inside with my brother and got my grandma to safety. we hid inside one of her rooms. dream ended soon after that.
I had just gotten out of school and a few friends were playing basketball. I know I suck at basketball, but subconsciously I knew it was a dream because I even said it'd be fun to play dream basketball. I still sucked though. I saw a few volleyball nets set up and asked if they wanted to play. They started walking towards them and I wanted to take my car. It was sort of flat on the ground. Like when you see the wheels go horizontal and then it's a hover car or something. I get it and start the car, it raises a bit. I look down to put it in reverse and where it says the letters normally aren't there, I somehow managed. One of my friends yell to me to raise it up, he tells me to shift it right, it's an automatic car. It works. I'm driving and I notice it's a church I go to. I'm doing 40 in a parking lot and slowing down enough for the speed bumps. I get to the other side and see some family members. I just get out and ignore them. Walking to the nets I count we have 6 people, so I yell to play 3 on 3. Then I woke up. Earlier on the night I had a false awakening. I got out of my bed and opened the garage door to see my mom in the back of her car. I just go back in and try to go back to sleep. The dream house was similar to mine, but much larger and the door to the garage was facing a different way. My mom comes in to talk to me, she thinks I have a problem with my mind. I go on to explain for the hundredth time that I'm fine. She calls me abnormal. I get frustrated and tell her that my mind if normal and most of the people's minds in this world are abnormal. She gets mad and hears a sound because she goes to close my door and in a very scary way, tells me to hush. I woke up with intense emotional feelings, and wondered if this could be considered a nightmare or night terror, since I haven't had nightmares for a very long time. I just pass it off as my dreaming ID's intense feelings and go back to sleep.
I remember going into a store where they sold guitar supplies. I was going to buy some sort of plastic things that go over your fingers for fingerpicking. I decided not to buy them for some reason. Later in the dream I remember checking facebook on my phone (Ive never used facebook on my phone irl) and seeing that Jimi Hendrix died on this date some amount of years ago. I remember the date was December 4th.
I planned to not record my dreams this night. I just wanted to get a solid night's rest. So no recall in the first half (the usual reason). And for the first couple dreams I didn't write anything down. By the last two, I realized the dreams were worth writing down so I did so. "Do Nothing" Lucidity: C Vividness: C Control: C ~0800: No written notes, so this is spotty from memory. I don't recall how I became lucid. The first thing I recall is doing a nose plug RC. I'm sitting at a campfire circle. It's dusk. It seems like I'm in the giant doorway of an abandoned factory or airplane hanger. A few other DCs are around the fire. They look like migrant workers. The scene made me think of movies like The Motorcycle Diaries and Mi Mejor Enemigo. I remember my plan: "Do nothing", practice reality checks, focus on all 5 senses.. For taste, I lick a rock on the ground and it tastes like dirt! I vaguely recall that I did things for the other senses. I think I had double vision and that frustrated me. I try to talk to the DCs but I don't recall they said anything. fragment ~0915: C. No written notes, so this is from memory. First thing I recall is a false awakening. I sense there was more before but no detail. I'm in my own room. I get out of bed and look at the time: 1:30pm. Crap, it is really that late? I get up, take off my Zeo headband and dock it in the bedside unit. It gives me a sleep score of 42. Really? I thought I slept better than that. Wake up for real. It's only about 9. My Zeo score for the night ended up at a more respectable 83. Unfocused Lucid Lucidity: C Vividness: C Control: D 1100: Just a few notes so this is mostly from memory. I'm in a classroom. It's a art or shop class so all the students are standing at work tables. In the dream, I seem to be distracted or sleepy. The teacher is a woman and there are one or two girls sharing my table. The first thing I recall is the teacher scolding me for not paying attention. So I become aware of what we are supposed to be doing. We have a piece of paper with a drawing on it. On top, we have a piece of tracing paper and we are supposed to trace the drawing under it. The drawing is an architectural sketch of a colonial era boat, I think. So I start tracing but there is a time limit. The teacher is nearby, watching me. She thinks I won't finish in time. The other girl at my table is done and she is also watching me. I feel nervous but I act confident. I think we do two tracings like this. The next task is to trim a large piece of meat. It's really thin, more like a the hide than the flesh. The tracing paper has become butcher paper. I move to a larger table and spread this gross sheet of meat over the paper. Skip. Now I'm outside in what seems to be a school campus but it's unfamiliar. I'm walking up a grassy hill. There are many other students around. It's bright daylight. I see a girl who I recognize as a high school classmate, Beth. I'm not sure but I think this must be what made me lucid. Her hair is weird, kinda like dreadlocks but also kinda like bananas. Anyway, her face is recognizable. Lucidity and control are low at this point. I don't RC or stabilize. I just march up to her, say hello, and demand a blow job. She starts doing it but soon turns into a weird creature and I stop. I walk away and I'm starting to get my wits about me. But lucidity, vividness, and control are still pretty low. I try to think of my tasks. The only one I can remember is flying barrel roll. I hesitate because my recent flying has not been good. But I can't think of anything else to do so I jump and spin. It works! I'm able to hover horizontally a few feet off the ground and a spin multiple times. (Wikipedia tells me that this is actually an aileron roll, not a barrel roll) I fly around spinning for about 30 seconds. Maybe I popped out to third-person a bit. My lucidity was fading away. Skip. Now I'm in a building. The school gym or theater maybe? Maybe I lost lucidity for a while and then regained it here. A troupe of clowns is performing a circus-style act. I am in a corner back stage, near the exit. I see a door but I want to try walking through the wall. I try a few times but fail. I try to convince myself that I can do it. I know this is a dream and that I can walk through the wall. But no luck. Dream ends. In retrospect, this attempt at control was too forced. Dream Within Dream 1130 C. This was a combination of false awakening and false memory that made it feel like a dream within a dream. I sense that I am out of town for work (this is the false memory). I'm staying in a hotel and I'm sleeping and dreaming. In the dream, I am in a WWII-esque battle among the ruins of a bombed city. I'm with my childhood friend Collin. I only have a tiny pistol in this big fight. I see an enemy across the way and fire a few careful shots. The gun is very inaccurate but I manage to hit him in the head. Everyone is happy and celebrates me as the hero. I have a false awakening in a hotel room. In the dream, I think that the war scene was a lucid dream and I remember the two real previous lucids. So I congratulate myself for 3 lucids in the night. Skip. Now I'm back in my apartment. Combining the war dream, the false awakening in the hotel, and the false memory of traveling for work, this all creates the dream within the dream phenomenon. So anyway, I'm home in my apartment but it looks totally different. I sense that, as I returned from traveling, my roommate has just left. I see that he has left a bunch of books and devices about lucid dreaming. He is just starting to pratice having lucid dreams. I go in the bathroom and see that the faucet has been left on just a drip. But over several days, the drip has flooded the room with an inch of water.
Updated 10-28-2010 at 10:24 AM by 35793
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