Pig farm Lol so this one was really interesting. No clue where it came from. So I'm something like an intern on a pig farm. The farm is small, privately owned. Something like a micro farm (like beer micro brewery). I'm suppose to learn how to do everything around the farm. So I'm following the old owner. Guy doesn't say much, so I have to keep asking him question. Even then he doesn't tell me much, and I don't even know what questions to ask, since this topic is so new to me. We start to gather items into a container. I think it will be the food for the pigs. There is some dry stuff, like ground up grains. Then he cuts a piece off of a slab, which is laying on a pile of slabs looking like 3 feet long polished semi precious stones called agate. Blueish greenish in color, oval, with a ring of unpolished stone. I wasn't really sure what we are doing and I was a bit uncomfortable. Then we were taking it to the pigs. I'm walking by this large room made of wood, looking like an old barn. But it was modern. Pigs were standing in their own enclosures. I noticed they can't really move around, just stand there. But I also saw all the nice people taking care of them, much better than at other farms. It was a mixed feeling. The owner is taking the food on some golf cart type of a vehicle. I'm not sure if he wants me to sit next to him, so I'm just following the cart. He gets into an industrial size elevator, and some other people get in as well. As I'm getting close, the doors close and I'm left behind. But somehow I'm on the elevator. It has an open side and I can see outside. It's very nice. At the end of the day, many members of the family gather and they are telling me that I didn't do too well. I'm like if you wanted me to learn, you should have been telling me stuff. There was also a room where kids were holding tiny pigglets and were petting them and playing with them. That was so cute. Future Chicago I'm on an elevated train. Looking outside at the city. A woman who is escorting me is telling me about it. I ask for the name, and she says it's Chicago. She points out some buildings and structures from the "Old Chicago", (like that fountain from Married with Children show and one tall building I recognize as well). But they seem small compared with lots of other new buildings. I know I'm in future.
Morning of May 15, 2018. Tuesday. My dream self exists in non-lucidity in this dream, with the usual separation from viable conscious self identity. I am apparently living in a new distortion of the Cubitis house in Florida (where I have not lived since 1978), which somehow seems to be erroneously associated with living in Australia while in my dream, though it is the sole thread of my current conscious self identity. There are two dumpsters in the front yard, which is smaller than in reality, and closer to the highway. I had apparently been cleaning the house and I am ready to get rid of some things. I have two stacks of thin wooden letters of which are seemingly identical. Each stack contains at least the entire alphabet and perhaps some extra letters. Each letter is about four inches high. I have no use for them, so I am going to put them in the dumpster. However, I am distracted by finding two handwritten letters from Dennis (older half-brother on my mother’s side). The content of the two letters seems identical. I read both. I notice a sentence that says something like, “It is too bad that people did not use the letters and do not want to see LIFE” (only “LIFE” being printed in uppercase). I take this as an egotistical statement from him in thinking people have to respond to whatever he wants them to do. It seems like he somehow knows I am throwing the wooden letters out even though he had written the letters a few years previously. (This of course is due to the autosymbolic nature of the dream state, which many people cannot seem to grasp at all.) The top letter on one pile is letter X. At another point, I am looking at the letters T and F, and focus on their horizontal wood grain. There is a distortion where I associate the letters with being “corrugated”, though this is incorrect, as they are not corrugated. It is probably a liminal association with the synaptic “gating” of the dream state; a play on my dreaming “core is gated”, validated by the liminal space autosymbolism of a roof being the core space between dream self and conscious self, as the carport roof in Florida was corrugated tin). This dream then, while still in my dream, becomes associated with a very old random memory from around 1982 that surfaced the other day for no apparent reason; an event from when I was in woodshop class. Dennis had given me some very small wooden shelf railings, with short columns shaped somewhat like Chess pawns (known as “spindle railing” for shelves - shelves of this nature can be seen by image Googling “spindle railing shelf” without the quotes). He wanted them back before I got a chance to do any work on them as he had asked. I suspect that this was this dream’s vestibular system autosymbolism, which has been my most common form of dream state autosymbolism since earliest memory, as the wooden railing resembles a wooden ladder (associated with the waking transition of the dream state). Additionally, the fictitious wooden letters from Dennis are a form of typical consciousness initiation (as discernment of printed text is not viable or consistent in the dream state so this is often used to initiate awareness of conscious self skills and the waking alert factor). I suspect there was also a distortion of “letter” with “ladder” (because of the direct transformation of the association while still in my dream), as viable thinking skills are not possible in non-lucid dream states. The correlation in this case is likely coincidental. Many factors of the English language developed this way, apparently by chance rather than intent. Thus, there is “letter” - increasing discernment of waking identity - followed by “ladder” - autosymbolic prop for waking identity. The sentence by Dennis is also a waking alert factor as it implies seeing real life outside of the dream state and not seeing dreams as always having waking life meaning as some people do.
I got off the computer around 7 and stopped taking in any media. That's kinda my policy now since I need processing time. I think I was asleep by my goal time of 9. Okay so dream one not much was recalled. I recalled driving through a crowd of people to get to a mall. I had my windows wide open because I thought I knew the people. When i realised I didn't know them, I quickly shut my windows, afraid of smoke. I came accross some friends sitting against a wall. P S and J R and some others. But I don't remember what we did or said. There was another part to that dream I initially recalled but then fell asleep! I dreamed again and woke from them. This time it was a little clearer but still groggy. I remembered something with being at a food store. Something about needing to use the bathroom. I was at my Nana's. She cooked for us. I was trying to do something on my phone. There were alot of alerts on my recovery forum. I was telling someone that if they use machines for exercises, make sure their back isn't held in place, so they can adjust the angle. Trying to explain that. There was a bully at my Nana's. He was talking about something abusively or just something that felt wrong to me, at Nana's table, with another friend. I called him out on it. He was a big guy. He tried to invalidate me. I continued writing my thing, beginning to fume. Then 6 of us were going to give talks about a recovery topic. My turn was last. A glass was rolling around on the floor. I was afraid the bully guy was going to say, "Just skip his turn! Let's get out of here!" I saw him more and more as a sick and wounded person, and that's where his bullying came from. Not really an evil person but acting quite hurtfully towards me, in his diseased thinking and defense mechanisms. Out of touch with true feelings. So before he could speak, I said that it's my turn, and I don't want him to cut me off. He kind of laughed, tauntingly. I felt it was hard to speak. My voice was so quiet. The guy at the front of the room was wearing a dark black or grey shirt with yellow pumpkin carving moon design things semicircley things on it. He said, "Wrap it up" or "Hurry it up." This is always a huge trigger for me - Being told to not talk as much or something. Being oppressed, rushed, or made to feel unimportant. Not given the chance to be fully heard. I had already been thinking of saying it in 5 sentences though since I genuinely wanted to go, too. My first sentence was, "I was born with trauma." Then I woke up. Oh, it had just been a dream. I woke up, recalled and recorded that one. Then laid down to get back to zleep. Falling asleep didn't seem like it was gonna happen. My legs were fidgety. But luckily, it happened. I'm glad I didn't give up because I had alot of wakefulness within my dream. I thought I'd try just typing this instead of voice recording. Okay so initially I had a dream which was kind of underwater. It was like Sponge Bob, Mr. Krabs, Patrick, and other characters in some fight or something. It's kinda vague to me now because as you will see, the dream chain went on quite a while. Okay so then the next thing was that I was going through a bin. It had a Pokemon crystal cartridge, but with no label. Then I was in a class room, talking to a dream figure. She said that she didn't like classes. I remember the teacher was up front of the class and there were other kids there. I told her grades weren't such a big deal. Hey eyes opened wide at the revelation. I liked talking to her and felt I was being helpful. Not telling her to go live recklessly but just to have some balance in her life and let go of all the pressure and perfectionism. Then everyone disappeared! I think I became lucid somewhere in there. Forgot exactly how. It must have just dawned on me. Then I walked around and came accross a heavier set guy near a bus. He reminded me of someone I'd seen before, but now, I'm not sure who. I decided to talk to him. "How are you?" I asked. "So, so," he replied. The words stuck with me. I don't remember the rest of the conversation, but it was pretty interesting. Next there was a bus driver. We were near a yellow bus. There was something with maybe the bus driver being mean. I'm not quite sure. I think there was a whole scene with non-human beings of some sort. but it got to be such a long dream chain that the details must have just faded. What I remember next! Is waking up to dream journal. But in a false awakening! The light was on bright in my room. I was sitting at the edge of my bed and leaning on a light goldenrod brown colored table. There was pop music playing, of a female singer. Playing loudly. I started to wonder how to turn that off. Then I realized that was my dream sign! So this might be a dream. I proceeded a bit cautiously, not being sure. I also noticed although I was sitting up to write, my voice recorder was also out. I don't know if I tried a finger palm test then but I remember jumping up to fly. When I stayed in the air a bit extra longer, I got the sense it must be a dream. I think that I had 3 more dream chains after this one but when I tried to recall it, I couldn't quite tell. So I will just do my best here. I think the next part of the dream chain was the same dream. I flew downstairs and found lots of food. Ah it is so painful not knowing what I missed. I have this inner feeling there was something else cool but I just couldn't recall it. Just on the tip of my tongue, teasing me. After flying around a little in the living room, I realized the dream was pretty stable. So I decided to go to the fridge. Then I realized there was food all around. Maybe it just appeared. Pretzels, white frosting dip in a tall tube, some sandwich things I think, and then a yellow-crust pie with purple filling appeared. The crust was really flaky. Eating dream food is a really expansive feeling for me because I have food allergies in waking life. So I can hardly eat anything. So eating a big variety of dream food is akin to traveling the universe for me. The feeling of just being able to eat whatever I want, whenever I want, is something I can have only in a dream. So I enjoyed the foods. I remember the pretzel was soft. I was like, "Why did Dad leave these all here?" More of a waking life thought. Then I thought of something sweeter and the pie appeared. And I dipped the pretzel generously in a big tube of white frosting. It definitely tasted sweet. I forgot the exact order of the earlier dream foods. Maybe I rubbed my hands to stay stable around here. I know I did it at one point. Another thing was I went to drink water. I figured taking a drink of water in the dream would make me more stable because of hydration? I don't know but it made sense to me then. So I picked up a big poland spring thing. One of the ones that is like a 3 gallon water dispenser, the big plastic one. And drank from that. I think I woke up briefly, thought about it, and popped back into it. At this point I saw the food again and wanted to be really sure it was a dream. I think a podcast or radio thing with a woman's voice was also playing. Oh yeah I forgot. When I was floating before I tried a front flip but it didn't work. My finger palm tests this time were very interesting. They made a kind of stringy bubble appear on the other side of my hand. I did it 4 times, just enjoying the sensation. I also attributed some dream stability to it. When I was sure, I went for more dream food. Once I was satisfied with that, I decided to move on. Also I heard something coming, down the stairs! I became a little wary and went to the wall behind the stairs. I saw its back and it was a grey lego K'Nex creature. I felt afraid of it. Like I had been dreaming so long that it was here to destroy me! So once it passed through the kitchen a bit (moving slowly) I went for the front door to escape. It seemed to notice me and begin to turn around. Before I could make it to the front door. So I ran the other way to the back of the house where the kitchen door would be. However, I was surprised to find a glass door going outside to the back yard... In the middle, where the bathroom would have been! I ran for that, hoping to jump and phase through it, saving time. Then I started to doubt myself. I wondered if the door just wouldn't open. So it was very expectational. The door did open though, and I got out. I remember the door handles were interesting. The looked complex, designed to lock me in. As soon as I got a little bit out of there, I popped back into my bed, once more. I feel I am missing a whole entire segment from my memory. This is what happens to some of my REM Rebound dreams when I have had insomnia. Really long dream, sometimes very lucid, but too long to remember it! And too groggy or rusty from being low on sleep and out of practice recalling longer dreams. So I guess for me regular sleep patterns would be ideal and give a higher percentage recall. Then I laid in bed and the ringing got to be very intense. It almost scared me. More ringing than usual. At first I just laid there, seeing if I'd pop into a dream on my own. But then I decided to get up. I knew it wasn't my physical body moving, but a "dream" or "astral" body. I stood up on my bed, still only experiencing self-proprieception, but having no sight. Like I could feel my limbs moving and my direction and all that but no sight except black. I put my arms up overhead and jumped toward my ceiling. As I jumped, I thought something like, "I want to go to a pleasant place" but those weren't the exact words. I don't remember the exact words but they felt just right. I remember thinking that I'd like to go to a really nice expansive place. Or some place where I could face an issue, but where I'd have the strength to face it, and the support, too. Not just a place where I'd be totally steam rolled. Well I appeared in space, surrounded by square screens or photographs. I flew around and looked at each one hanging there in space. I tried pulling some things out of the photos into 3 dimensional. In one case I got to eat salmon locks. I just got a HUGE influx of the memory I lost. Something canine. Unfortunately it faded afterwards. Just on the tip of my tongue again. Okay so I woke up after a little more exploration of the photographs. This time I was clearly in my physical bed, no false awakening or anything like that. I thought the dreams through. As usual, and I will note this 100,000 times, during the dream, I felt so sure that I'd just remember it all with the utmost ease and detail. But once I woke up I realized... Oh, yeah. Uh. Wait, what just happened? So, that's just that. I'm glad to have had such a lengthy dream. I wanted to type it right after I recalled it, instead of voice recording, then waiting to type it that day, which could be redundant. It was weird because after I recalled it, I was like, jammed up about what recording method to use. But theres a little urgency like, well, gotta try something before the memory fades. Okay, back to sleep... Its only 5:52 A M so I should be able to sleep again. I didn't get back to sleep. Sometimes I feel like I should be able to but don’t.
Date of Dream: TUE 15 MAY - 2018 Dream No. 332 - Pottery Is Fun I don't remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was at this massive $2 shop with my mum and dad. We were looking at something to do for arts and crafts when we came across these already made pots. What came with them were all these different coloured glaze paints that you would decorate the pot with in your own time. At first, tubes of glaze paint seemed expensive, about five dollars each but then my mum found out that she was misreading the price and that it was actually thirty cents each. I have forgotten a lot about the next scene. All I can remember is that my mum and I were talking about what to get Reece and his twin brother Bryce for their birthday. That's all I can remember for this dream. Dream Tasks - Re-stabilize in-dream performance from Dreamy WB; she hasn't been appearing lately (Achieved? Partially) - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No) - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No) - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? No) Dream 332: Results (Competition #3) Competition Night: 14 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 7.5 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) - 7-Day Recall Chain (7.0) + Previous Total: 90.0 Total Accumulated Points: 97.5
Updated 05-16-2018 at 11:05 AM by 93119
5/9/18 I was in Oklahoma for some reason. On a familiar body of water, there were huge sieves with plants on them. At a higher elevation, sprinklers were suspended from towers to water those plants. After entering the house across the bridge, which turned out to be my old house, I found BotW on the TV and a non-existent president. There was an explosion, so we went into the kitchen, Later, there were slides outside. Sliding down one was a light blue translucent object that was represented by "UO2", and an object with rotary blades represented by "UEO3". Earlier in the scene, we passed by several farms and one Cola stand. 2 people manned the stand, and nobody else was around. The weather was sunny and clear. During the sprinkler scene, I turned on Google Earth's clouds layer, which revealed a few broken cumulus clouds. 5/10/18 -F-Something about Planetshot. 5/11/18 (L)x3 -(L)-I became lucid and lost it after 10 seconds. -(L)-Later, I became slightly lucid for 5-10 seconds. -(L)-Later, I became lucid once again and remembered a tiny amount of stabilization. -There was a thing where lots of characters were in a place surrounded by very rough ground. Teleporting was involved. There was a crossover episode between MLP and Avatar. -Time traveled in a delorean. I tried to stop my past self from doing that. 5/12/18 -1-Twilight Sparkle and I tried to enter a settlement of sorts. I was a changeling. Chryssi showed up too. When we tried to approach the changeling settlement, we got flung back by a force. The closest stable area was a plain of mostly rock. The scene was a little foggy and somewhat dark, with incorrectly bright lighting. [FA] I woke up in my old house and ate ice cream. -2-Took a music class at my college and missed a storm cell. 5/13/18 (L) -1-I explored a building at college. The layout was completely different, and I didn't catch the fact that the interior style was very similar to one I had seen in a past dream. -[FA]-Woke up and caught the FA. I calmly moved around in my dream bed for several seconds before a real-world lightning flash woke me up for real, eyes still closed. That was just a little bit frustrating. 5/14/18 Spending a day in this particular desert world would be like spending a week in the prime world. (time differential) Twilight Sparkle entered the desert world looking for something. Trump was looking for an object in it. Later, Twilight found what she was looking for, and it turned out to be Spike and Discord. Also, it was all an unrated fanfic that appeared in a feed on Fimfiction. [New Scene] There was a scene at a building in a temperate area. 5/15/18 I had some dream control over the ceiling of a place covered in snow. Also, there was a villain going around changing history, but leaving metaphorical bread crumbs for me to follow. 5/16/18 -F-Something about getting maximum score on a something. 5/17/18 (L)x6 3 WILDs, 3 DILDs. Unfortunately, due to poor recall in exam week, I don't remember much of them. There was stuff about snow, driving, a gamecube, and weird people in black suits. The first 3 LDs were the WILDs, and the following 3 were DILDs. In the final LD, I did an RC while driving a car, and when lucidity was confirmed, I immediately spun outside of it. I performed some basic stabilization (somewhat poorly) and remained lucid for close to a minute before getting distracted. Lucid Time: 46-79 sec + 90-145 sec
Updated 05-17-2018 at 03:32 PM by 67050
Got a very brief DILD to note. There's lots of other dreams I've since forgotten. Dream 1 - Dark Tension Scene 1 - Poof, Just Like That The visuals were very dim and quite blurred. I was walking out the door at night. Got aware. I rubbed hands, but things quickly destabilized. DEILD back in. Scene 2 - Orbiting Iridescence Similar visuals. Transition in bed. Felt very tense, and I had trouble controlling my (in-dream) breathing. Tried transitioning by rolling off bed, then attempted to summon my DG, E, but couldn't do either. Later, I floated around the room, if not fully controlled, for I was unwillingly orbited around an unseen point. I thought of the chocolate cake TOTM, and tried conjuring such in my hand, but no luck. The dim visuals was bothering me. So, I called out "Continual Light" (as per the D&D spell). Mesmerizing iridescence sprung from my hand, though it wasn't very bright. I tried raising its intensity. Instead, like ink, the light spread throughout the room. The dream collapsed soon afterwards.
Updated 05-15-2018 at 12:14 AM by 89930 (oops, wrong type of LD)
The dream scene was in this massive building that served as a school but it also seemed like it was a getaway or vacation place for a group of students. One part of the dream was held in this auditorium where a teacher was lecturing and we were taking notes. The class ended and we walked down some stairs and through rooms. I went into a room that was like a study space with bookshelves but was a hangout spot too. In my head I remember that I had bought this space from the school for 300 or 400 dollars. The dream goes to other spots in the building. Back to the auditorium at some point but this time it's fairly empty except for a few people sitting in the back. I walked out of my place and saw a pool there. Someone was close by so I told them about the space that I bought. The other part of the dream was still near this giant building but in another section that had a giant ballroom with stairs that led outside to a beach area. It seemed to be nighttime and a lot of people were drinking. I was going between the ballroom and outside. I remember shelby and zoe were there. I had gone and talked to shelby a little bit about something. I went back to my space and then came back down to the ballroom. There were a lot of kids underage drinking on this trip. Abby b and someone else came up to me and said they had come very late to the party.
I got lucid briefly. There was something with "7X" Goku. (Giant shoulder pads) I was on a merry go round thing holding on with only my hands. I fought someone and pinned them to the ground and took their gun. I forgot a really interesting part but just remember getting lucid from some objects that were a dream sign.
Date of Dream: MON 14 MAY - 2018 Dream No. 331 - My Custom KFC Menu I don't remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was at a KFC store along with my mum and one of her friends. I went up to the counter to order something and the lady asked me what I wanted. I ask if I could customise the menu and she said yes. I then told her I wanted two drumsticks and two thigh piece. In the next scene, I was at the park across the road from my old house. As I was on the swings, my statistics teacher came up to me and asked me a question about the upcoming statistics exams. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream Tasks - Re-stabilize in-dream performance from Dreamy WB; she hasn't been appearing lately (Achieved? Partially) - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No) - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No) - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? No) Dream 331: Results (Competition #3) Competition Night: 13 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 0.5 Calculation Details: - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) + Previous Total: 89.5 Total Accumulated Points: 90.0
Morning of May 14, 2018. Monday. In my dream, a rare event with a (fictitious) computer game is rendered. (There is no waking life source for any of the imagery or content and I have not played any sort of computer game in real life for months.) The setting is unknown, though it is implied to be our present home. As my dream self is not my conscious self, my dream self ignores the fictitious environment as not being our real home as is most often the case, and accepts it as our home. Still, there is always the potential for liminal dream control (dream control without lucidity or even recall of what a dream is). The main goal of the game has something to do with touching objects to the television screen to make parts of the image disappear (a clever play on synaptic gating while in the dream state). The television is larger than our real one. The image is that of what is apparently an unrealistic (cartoon) dragon. There is not much else, that is, no presence of a defined background or setting. Before RAS mediation kicks in, I play one game level while sitting on a couch a few feet from the large television. I have some sort of patch that was utilized in the code, of which allows the objects needed to materialize automatically in the container on my lap, supposedly without going through other levels or meeting certain challenges of the game. These objects look like dinosaur and dragon limbs and so on, and again, the correct pieces must be touched to the television screen to make the correlating image on the screen disappear (which realistically, is ridiculously easy, though again, their materialization is based upon other challenges when not using the cheat patch). I successfully do this in the first instance of the game. RAS mediation kicks in, and a form of RAS personification, an unknown young male, is rendered to my right, also sitting on the couch. I talk to him about the patch that makes the game quicker to play and win. However, I forget to press F2 to activate the patch and this results in an error. The objects that materialize in the container on my lap are more random. One of them is some sort of brush with a short handle, somewhat like a miniature stiff paintbrush. I get up and use it on the television screen, but it scratches the screen near the top and does not make any part of the image disappear. I notice a few long diagonal scratches and I am annoyed, as this has ruined part of the screen. I tell the unknown male that I had forgotten to press F2, and that random objects had appeared in the container as a result. I go off to inform Zsuzsanna of this, and looking back, see that the scratches are only visible at certain angles, but they will probably still cause picture distortion. I look again when coming back into the room and see small equidistant rectangular “windows” in the screen on the upper right, as if parts of the screen had been deliberately cut out. I know that I had not caused this damage and I am puzzled. My brother-in-law Bob (not seen since 1994, when I left America) walks about randomly. I also notice a number of other people but I do not feel imposed upon in this case. My dream fades. Well, the imagery of the cartoon orange dragon, I just saw at the very top of the newsfeed on Facebook after writing this (as most of my dreams contain imagery, at one point or another, of something I see a short time later in real life - I do not consider this unusual, only something that people cannot explain, though many just deny it due to it being beyond their understanding and apparent experience). Thus, the “no waking life source” I wrote above instead turned out to have the usual prescience, which was a drawing (of a dragon) another dream journalist had posted on Facebook, additionally oriented as in my dream (facing left). I did not use that picture for this entry, as I did not ask them. (It had been posted 14 hours ago at this time, but this is the first time I had seen it.) Instead, I used a similar image as from my dream. The rest of my dream is typical autosymbolism for the dream state and waking transition. The small seemingly cutout sections of the television screen represent our four clerestory windows in real life, a literal factor of real life integrating into the otherwise fictitious dream setting. A window, as well as a television screen, is an autosymbolic function that serves as a liminal space divider, the barrier between the transient fictitious dream self and the conscious self identity in waking life. (Liminal space dividers are rendered to prevent the development of false memories as the result of the dream state, especially as most dream content comes from the transpersonal levels of the preconscious and interconsciousness, not the unconscious of which is far more accessible in waking life anyway). As a dragon often has wings, this is the usual vestibular system correlation.
I took a dreaming supplement right before bed. First I had hynogogic hallucinations which were kind of entertaining. I haven’t seen things from my mind projected into the night darkness with that much clarity since I was about 6 or 7 when I was able to practice hypnogigic states naturally. Part of a newspaper formed mid air and then faded away in front of my eyes. I began having bizarre dream type logic to my thoughts. I realized what was happening and settled down to see what happened. Then the mechanical sound began in my ears and I knew that meant SP or OBE which I was not having if I could help it. I made myself move around to stop SP. I only wanted a lucid. I put on Compassion Mantra to fall asleep to and proceeded to have the most intense and exhausting night of vivid dreaming I recall ever having. I had a very interesting dream. I was immediately lucid. In my dream I felt stuck and afraid. There were negative things just at my peripherals. I followed a Buddha and the dream went in a long drawn out circle where I struggled to wake up. So I followed another Buddha and the circle began again, I could not wake up. I tried another and another and another following each with utter devotion. Still I had to begin the circle again. Each cycle was hard and exhausting and led back to beginning again. Only when I separated from the path and walked through the monsters on my own, reciting only the word “love” and facing the fear on my own was I able to finally wake up. My husband heard me struggling- asking him to shake me awake, he knew I was struggling with SP from the supplement. The dream has meaning. Ive been struggling with my temple and my teachers. Many of their words and actions seem to be counterproductive to my path. I feel that I may have to separate from them. Or I must separate my expectations from their abilities to teach me. They will not willingly bridge the cultural gap and teach me in English so I often feel frustrated.
Overwatch twitch streamer 4/29/2018 In this dream I was a m2f2m transgender overwatch twitch streamer. Wow, what a combo. I was getting ~20 viewers on average. I was using a facecam and made the mistake of mentioning my real name to the audience. The viewers then searched my past and found some racy photos and private info about me that I didn't want to get out to the public. Turns out I transitioned to female- voice, breasts, and all- and took naughty pictures before getting off treatment and going back to being male. The chat started asking questions and teasing me for my life choices. I had a dream memory of wanting to be a government employee. I was called in for an interview not knowing what specific job I had wanted. They offered me various jobs, and I agreed to an office job. They started the interview for it and I just absolutely bombed the interview. I feared more private info would get out and I panicked. I left a competitive game I was in and immediately felt my heart skip a beat. The entire chat was spamming MonkaS and Pogchamp. I quickly rejoined the game, but was afraid of getting punished by blizzard, the maker of the game overwatch. For the record I am and have always been a straight male with no desire to become female in waking life. Mascot job and minecraft drop. Took a job at a school being a mascot. I was not the only mascot, there seemed to be about 20 of them in total. $10 an hour, not bad. I thought I had another job lined up to start in a week, but it turns out that one fell through. I still had a dress from when I was female from before the previous dream? I didn't use it. Visited grandparents later in the dream, but forgot details. Another dream involved going through a 20x20 hole in a minecraft world. It was part of a mountain and the entrance shrunk before opening up to a large area. I recall looking at all the beautiful scenery that showed up from the other side of this hole, and as I was walking along a cliff, someone walking with me pushed a friend of mine down the cliff. It was a very very long fall, and at the bottom was a huge pond. The pond was completely surrounded by the mountains in a circle, so I worried both for the friend surviving the fall and how they'd get back out. The person who pushed the friend down there assured me the friend would be fine, but I wasn't convinced. 5/2/2018 Another dream of me committing a crime..Must be an internal fear. I was super exited to see the POTUS AND FLOTUS in the dream. I had a mini camera. It was a stick, taller than wide, but it was small. Just big enough to peak over my hand as I clinched my fist. I took a picture of the POTUS AND FLOTUS, but was charged a crime for this. I guess it had something to do with unauthorized photography or concealed camera or something lol. I had a choice of paying a fine or getting a small jail sentence. I was in the Overwatch League, either in contenders or open division. I was not a pro though, it was like I won a contest or something. Very awkward for me, because there was a warrant out for the crime I had committed. I guess they didn't know who did the illegal act, but they announced what the charges were? I shared with my teammates that I was the one who did the crime and that got me kicked off the team. My Asian dad(Turns out I was Asian in the dream!) tried to get me into the Shanghai Dragons. He bribed the team $5000 to let me on their team. A few hours later I recorded these two dreams. Visiting brother I was visiting my brother. He was super depressed and lonely. He lived alone and was very sickly. I was visiting with a few family members. We visited to try to support and encourage him, but he was very defensive on everything we said and did. He did not want out help and he rejected us. He offered me a soda. I went to grab a glass from the cabinet and found there were no clean glasses. In fact, there was no clean dishes at all. Many were piled in the sink and scattered around the counter and floor. I then saw that the trash was way overflowing as well. I was going to clean a dish and my brother like freaked out. He didn't want me touching his stuff. He expressed that he had no clean laundry and had not taken a shower in a long time either. I pleaded with my brother to please let me do the dishes or help around the house in some way, but he drove me and my family out of the house. I left in tears realizing I may never see my brother alive again due to how sick he was and how sad his life had become. (My brother is in a bad place iwl, but he is nowhere near that depraved.) Invictus. I dunno what caused me to realize I was dreaming, but I looked around me and saw I was in a dark house, with little lighting. To confirm the dream and ground myself I did the nose plug RC to great success. I could breath clearly through my plugged nose. This was a strange occurrence to me, because in the past when I do that RC I could breathe indeed, but it'd usually be as if I was congested or could only barely breathe. I then remembered to check if I could plug my nose and breath through it without using my fingers, but doing so only caused me to stop breathing. I looked at my hands for a second to try to increase the dream's clarity, but it either didn't work or I rushed through it. I then tried remembering my dream goals. I thought for a second, but couldn't figure it out. I then announced that around the next corner would be someone that could interpret my dream goal. I walked around the corner and indeed someone was there! ...It was my sleeping brother. I woke him up and told him he was dreaming, and a part of my dream. I explained that he would be the one to tell me what I was supposed to do in this dream. He just mumbled a few words about invictered, invict...something. He then fell back asleep. Figures. I leave this room and walk down a hallway and see a lit room at the end. I go to the end and I see my dad. I figure he must know what it is I wanted to do now. I say that I want to spawn something, and then try to share with him the word my brother tried to say. My dad clarified the word was Invictus. Invictus is what I am to spawn in this dream. Got it. (For the record, this was never one of my dream goals. I didn't know what Invictus was at the time let alone did I want to spawn such a thing.) Invictus is supposed to be some sort of alien invader that would be reaching earth soon. I walk through the hallway and open the front door and say to the sky "Invictus will invade in ten seconds." I then start counting down from 10, while searching the house for a weapon. I can't find one within the 10 seconds I had, so I just got outside and continue the dream plot. I then say "Invictus will invade now." As I had already counted down from 10 without anything happening. I was in a random neighborhood at dusk. The sun was going down and I could only see well due to street lights. As I look for Invictus I hear and see an aircraft flying overhead. A few soldiers then spotted me from a distance and mistook me for one of the alien invaders and shot at me. I surrendered and shouted "I'm innocent!" Then then came closer and put the arms around me and started walking me through the street. I then see 2 Velociraptors run past me as I realize things are getting real now. Some soldiers shoot at the dinosaurs with no success. I then see a dragon on the sidewalk on my right! It was a very long yellow and black chinese dragon. The soldiers shot at it too until we got closer and found it was just a kids ride you'd see at a grocery store...Now 8 or so more Velociraptors passed by on the left with a leader dinosaur guiding them. I was about to look closer at the larger dinosaur but I got distracted by a crowd of people chanting to my right. They were shouting what seemed to be political slogans. I thought it very odd until I could hear just what they were saying. They had signs that read Trump 2020 and were saying things like "SUPPORT TRUMP"(To parody the slogan 'Abort Trump') and "All Lives Matter"(Opposed to only black lives matter). They spotted someone who disagreed with what they were saying and the one in charge of the march responded that they should all go and hug the person who disagrees with them.
Updated 05-14-2018 at 08:37 PM by 57282
I am sitting at my kitchen table with a friend. They say something about how they can never tell if they're dreaming (cue lucidity! :) ) I become lucid and tell them this is a dream, and that they should do an RC. They tell me it isn't working so I leave them and fly around inside. When I land it's clear I'm losing lucidity because I start believing they are real again. Later I have a non-lucid in which I run on the roofs of apartments and then talk to someone about a complicated plan they have. Points: Lucid: 10 points DILD: 5 points Flying: 4 points Non-lucid: 1 points Total: 20 points
I am in a house I've never been in during real life. The room I'm in is half underground, so it has windows towards the top of the walls to let light in. I look out of one of the windows and see my neighborhood. I watch a car go down the road and then a police car following them with sirens on. I suddenly become lucid and look at the open door of the room. I use telekinesis to slam the door shut and then close all the blinds in the room. Points: Lucid: 10 points DILD: 5 points Telekinesis: 5 points (I believe this falls under controlling a dream object) Total: 20 points
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