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    1. My Worst Nightmare

      by , 01-11-2017 at 03:18 AM
      I'm in some grey building and my mom is there with me. A message on TV says there was a murderer or monster here and it is still here. We drop and spill a box filled with magnetic connector toys. My mom starts to clean it up and i turn around after hearing an animal screech. A man turned rhino and grotesque starts coming around the corner and I run back and try to get my mom to run away but she wont stop cleaning up. I run through the Mario world forward and there's a tan tank to the left and a Mario looking pyramid up ahead. I run inside and hide in one of many square spots in the pyramid. I hide, terrified and hear the door open and the monster walk in. I hold my breath, and the monster slowly walks over to my spot, stops, looks down into the spot I'm in. I wake up.
      Categories
      nightmare , memorable
    2. Psychokinesis

      by , 01-11-2017 at 02:45 AM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I am in my old city town apartment staring at the window thinking about nothing. When I turn around I see a man in a green monk robe push me back with his hands without his hands touching me. I immediately felt in danger and reacted by lifting my hand in his direction and pushing him back to the back door way. I started feeling strange as I wasn't sure what's going on. I see him beginning to get back up so I lift my right hand up again and felt my head had a huge spike of electricity which made me lucid. I felt very calm as I hurled him with enough force that the pressure of whatever it was knock him out of the back door and sent him down to the grass outside.

      Since I am now conscious of what I am doing, I notice that I still had control over him as once I fold two fingers away, he was able to control his right leg and arm and I could no longer control those parts of him. Once I made my entire right hand unfold again I felt the same cold zapping in my head and I knew I could move him entirely again and I did. I knock him down on the ground and notice a lawn mower who was very close to the monk started panicking. I accidently lift him up in the air when I really trying to tell him that I wasn't going to hurt you. But it seem like where ever my hand move it would take effect.

      I decided to lose lucidity.
      Categories
      lucid
    3. Coming up empty

      by , 01-10-2017 at 10:27 PM (Just Another Dream Journal)
      No dreams the last 2 days. Hardly any proper sleep.
      Fitbit Monday: 4:02AM-1:40PM 14 times restless for 2 hrs 27 minutes. 7hrs 11 minutes sleep all in all.
      Tuesday: 6:06AM- 12:32PM 13 times restless for 2 hours 47 minutes. 3 hrs 39 minutes worth of sleep.

      I even laid down last night at 11:30. I gave up on sleep by 1AM. Had a massive headache and couldn't fall asleep until after sun up.
      I'm dizzy-ish today. My ears keep closing. Don't know if it's allergies or lack of sleep though.
      Back still hurts
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. TOTM advanced ii - lucid 2017 DJ #8 LD #3

      by , 01-10-2017 at 10:26 PM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      Apparently, the queen is moving next door. And her estate.
      I check next door, and a huge beautiful estate is there dreamily. I stare in absolute awe. I some how 'zoom in' and I am in the queen's bedroom. The queen mother and father lie there. The king is about to die. He hands the queen a red battered book, and dies. The queen mother looks like the 50 year old queen, but the queen herself looks 90. The queen mother gets out and proclaims, 'I shall never despair! I am the Queen Mother!'


      WBTB

      I am moving to New Zealand, and my home is being emptied.
      I reach the airport, and there is a grey alien spaceship. I ask myself, 'What am I doing?" I become lucid after approx 5 reality checks. I remember the other tasks, but the dream is too fragile. I touch the ground to attempt to increase vividness, but to not much effect. I see the spaceship, and remember advanced ii and hop on. The interior is like a passenger planes, but the ceiling is glass and see-through. The seats are a vanilla colour, and the controls look relatively easy. I fly it, encountering a few obstacles, which I MAY type up. I land easily, and I am in New Zealand. Out of sheer exhaustion, I vizualize losing lucidity.

      Updated 01-11-2017 at 12:39 AM by 91855

      Categories
      memorable , lucid , task of the month
    5. Time traveling again

      by , 01-10-2017 at 10:09 PM
      Non-lucid:
      I had a few dreams but they all had the same motif. I do not normally have many dreams of ppl I don't know IRL but I had a whole night of only that. I was jumping back & forth through time. Time travel seems to be a common theme for me. I was in a very old detailed house w/ a lot of big dark recessed paneled walls. In the future it had an outer space like feel. An enormous ship but I'm on the inside so I can only assume they were mother ships of some kind or at least that's what I'd compare it too. But people are not talking like that. We are just discussing the being in the past & now being in the future. The dreams themselves were very complex & detailed but I just can't explain it in a way to do it justice. And the same ppl stayed the same age which I found odd. I guess because I couldn't quite make things add up in my own mind, in turn it became even harder to write down.
    6. Math / Caravanning home

      by , 01-10-2017 at 09:56 PM

      Bed @ 2225
      Woke @ 0140


      Math
      I'm helping both my son and daughter with some math. It was supposed to be simple, but I've now covered the whiteboard in long multiplication and/or division. My flow has split into two, some going right, another going up and to the right - just for my daughter. I haven't even started on my son's problem. I'm trying to demonstrate something about something they're doing, showing them that life isn't as simple as they'd like it to be. I ask for a prediction about the next step, and only my son gets it right. My daughter does something wrong and comes out with an answer that's double what it should be.

      WBTB. BTB @ 0155
      Woke @ 0330; lost recall
      BTB @ 0350
      Woke @ 0600


      Caravanning home
      I'm driving on 120 behind a some other cars; we're all headed for my house. Just as the car in front of me goes through a light, it turns yellow. Normally I'd stop, but since I'm trying to stay with them I gun the engine and make it through before it turns red. Now I "don't trust one car" (I wrote it in my DJ, but I have no idea what that means ...). It tries to run, and a couple of the cars in my caravan try to chase it down to cut it off. It turns down a driveway. One of the cars in my group follows while the other pulls in sideways to block off the driveway and stop it from coming back out. I realize they've turned into the Brothers' driveway and know that there's nowhere to go. Now we're all parked in the driveway. The driver is somehow injured and is complaining loudly, but he's being held by a couple of large Brothers; I know they're more than capable to see to his injuries while keeping hold of him.

      Now we're all in our cars, turning left out of the driveway. I realize that I should have been in the lead, but it's too late now. I manage to pull into the middle of the line so at least I'm not at the back. I see my 6yo daughter driving the car next to me, but I don't think anything of it. Looking left and right, I'm having trouble seeing around her car, so I can't see if it's safe to go. I'm pretty sure nothing's coming, so I make the turn as quickly as I can. Now I'm driving along, and a HUGE oncoming truck (with two trailers) swerves into my lane, hits the guard rail, and comes to a stop. There's a strange "sidecar" hanging out of the side of the cab, and the guy in it starts shouting up to the driver. I slow down and somehow slolom between the trailers.

      Now I'm home. I talk to Mom, then someone comes in with a large bag with coins spilling out of it. Now I'm serving up some soup. We didn't have many cans left, so everyone only gets a half bowl, but they all ate earlier so I hope it'll be enough. Now I'm talking to someone about the symbolism of the characters in Firefly - especially in the episode where everyone's inside Odo's mind. River represents compassion; <someone> is reasoning; Jayne is strength. An enemy is killing them one-by-one. I think that the episode took a turn for the worse once other members of the DS9 crew showed up - mixing shows like that is just weird.

      Now we're playing a board game which has "students" and "trainers." Students become trainers by rolling dice until they get a certain value; trainers can be downgraded to students if they get hit with "sprainers." I really don't like games which don't let you move at all until you hit a certain magical value. I've never played this game before, and I don't know if I will again.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. DJ#326: McDonalds

      by , 01-10-2017 at 08:46 PM (BlairBros' Adventures)
      10/1/17
      Dream 1: I was working at mcdonalds on a muslim holiday so there were hardly any people there. I met up with some friends from high school outside, then cleaned up a lot of messes.

      Dream 2: I was following the prime minister as he goes around giving press conferences in the streets.

      Dream 3: I dreamt I was searching for porn, I will spare the details haha.
      Tags: non - lucid
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. [10-01-2017: Nothing]

      by , 01-10-2017 at 08:01 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      Nothing recalled this night.
      Categories
      side notes
    9. water day

      by , 01-10-2017 at 07:47 PM
      Dreamt I was trying to stop not one but to gushing taps, of water (this is phobia of mine). I spend ages trying to get them to stop and eventually do but am wary that they will start again.
      I think this relates to fact that not just me but others are overwrought wit h emotion at the moment (my daughter was crying buckets).

      Laying with a generously proportioned lady I start to make out sleepily. It is still dark.

      I am trying to tune into a radio station on a harry potter radio. At the front of the contraption there is a basket, each new channel brings a new set of clothes in the basket: huffel puff scarf, jumper etc

      In a house a baby has escaped down a hallway and made its way into the bathroom where it climbs up to a window. There are bars on the window but it is still worrying.
      Tags: baby, phobia, water
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. The Beer Fest

      by , 01-10-2017 at 05:34 PM
      The dream took place in a medium sized convention room. We were having the annual beer convention. Craft breweries from around the city were here, and I knew a few of the guys. One in particular was doing a big show at the end of his new brew, and kept giving me shoutouts, which was drawing a lot of attention from the crowd. I did not become lucid, just drunk.
      Categories
      Uncategorized
    11. Another One

      by , 01-10-2017 at 05:20 PM
      I am having lucid dreams so frequently now, I really don't know what to title these entries. Did mindfulness meditation(Here & Now) then went to sleep with mindful awareness. Had a DILD but lost lucidity somewhere in the beginning. Need to do a better job anchoring lucidity.
      Categories
      Uncategorized
    12. 1/07/2016 - "Ring Totem" (Lucid)

      by , 01-10-2017 at 08:57 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      01/07/2017
      "Ring Totem"

      My earliest memory of this dream was having sex with my girlfriend on the living room couch. Afterward, we were being flirty in the kitchen, and I went to pick her up by her waist and set her on the counter. When I did so, I realized that she was light as a feather - almost totally weightless. Because of this, I realized that I was dreaming. (I'm glad that she was understanding, when I told her about that part. Lol.)

      Once lucid, I set her down and began to roam about the kitchen, trying to think of what I wanted to do with my lucidity. My usual, first order of business is to stabilize the dream, so I reached out to the wall and ran my fingers along it, taking in the texture and paying a good bit of attention to it. Then, I remembered my totem. I held up my right hand and began to rub my ring with my thumb, looking down at the inscription and anticipating at least some sort of change. (The ring in the pic above is my actual ring.) The text began to glow a bright white, and it helped me to remember that I wanted to try out the ring as something of a conduit for dream "powers".

      The room had changed, and I was now walking through an area with other people. Stepping up to one, random DC, I held up my hand, palm out, and attempted to conjure fire from the ring. I got nothing, though. Curious as to whether or not I would find a different hand position more comfortable, I made my hand into a fist and held that out to the nearest person to me, instead. My attempts to shoot flames from the ring had - again - failed, and I got a little frustrated. The last thing I remember was trying a few more methods to conjure fire before the dream, itself, faded, and I woke up.
    13. Large Cat Swimming in Fish Pond

      by , 01-10-2017 at 07:10 AM
      Morning of January 10, 2017. Tuesday.



      After exploring an unknown but interesting region in an unfamiliar rural area, I eventually start thinking about fishing. It seems to be late afternoon. I find an area where several others are fishing, mostly males in their thirties. There is a building on one longer side of a pond with a pathway just wide enough to walk on. The rectangular pond is about three-fourths a city block in length though only about half that length at the ends.

      When I decide to fish, I see that there are too many bobbers on the water’s surface near the side I first go to. As I walk along the pond’s length near the building, I see bobber after bobber on the surface (as well as the trailing fishing line) and a number of fishing poles along the bank that extend over the entire length of the pond on that side, the setups of which apparently belong to the group of three men who are sitting at the end of the pond. This annoys me but I do not become very angry.

      I walk back to where the other three males are (even though it would have made more sense to keep going around the corner to the other longer side of the pond to search for a space to fish). After a short time, that longer side of the pond I had just walked back along seems clear (though there is neither a memory nor enough time implied to have passed for the men to have actually reeled it all in or to have gathered up their equipment). There are only a couple areas where bobbers and line are still visible on that side. For a short time, I walk in midair above the water (not on the water as in certain past dreams) to get past a corner. I do this without thinking it to be unusual.

      I sit down to fish. I have a soft plastic jig body (shad-style soft plastic lure) and slide it onto a hook. An unknown male to my right tells me that I am not doing it by the proper standards. I take it off and slowly put it back onto the hook and he seems satisfied. “You know the fish in here aren’t that big?” he asks me. I nod, regardless of not knowing anything about the area. Still, when I look into the water, I can clearly see under the surface. There are several very large walleye and carp. I intend on catching a walleye.

      After I cast my line, I see that I am almost immediately snagged on something. It looks like a large Ragdoll cat swimming under the water. I try to get the hook disentangled from its fur, which is along the side of its body near the middle. An unfamiliar boy of about ten wades out and is eventually able to take the hook out. I am not sure if the cat belongs to him or if he is there to perform a service (as an actual parks and recreation employee). The cat remains swimming in the water. I notice the boy seems to be dressed as a boy scout or parks employee, so may actually work here.

      I ask the male who is still to my right about the “other area to fish” with the pretense of me being familiar with the area. I hint at it being a place beginning with “m” and pretending not to remember the full name. He asks me if I mean K-Mart, and I tentatively nod. I then ask him if it is legal to fish there presently. It seems it is.



      • Fishing, a common dream event for me since early childhood, represents the subliminal desire of the limited dream self to bring the emergent consciousness to the surface in order to wake or at least increase awareness. Water symbolizes sleep and a fish on the line is the downgraded conscious self identity developing coherence (often increasing in size and strength) when being caught.
      • This is more specifically confirmed as a self-initiated waking precursor due to the behavior of the personified preconscious. Typically, the preconscious is only hostile when the personified subconscious (dream self) does not want to wake or (metaphorically) initiate waking. As fishing is an act of deliberately seeking the emergent consciousness, the preconscious is passive here. He even helps me continue my task without aggressiveness or treating me strangely.
      • This is more specifically confirmed as a self-initiated waking precursor due to the behavior of the personified preconscious. Typically, the preconscious is only hostile when the personified subconscious (dream self) does not want to wake or (metaphorically) initiate waking. As fishing is an act of deliberately seeking the emergent consciousness, the preconscious is passive here. He even helps me continue my task without aggressiveness or treating me strangely.
      • The personified preconscious rarely appears in fishing dreams (again, due to what fishing metaphorically represents in real time). He only appears here due to the delay in the waking transition, which was caused by my own hesitancy and non-lucid dream control in creating the additional bobbers and too many random additional "lines of communication".
      • The cat in the water is a factor of the circadian rhythms of nighttime (and the dream state during a particular sleep cycle) and has also appeared as the final waking prompt in past dreams though is underwater here based on the time of my dream (after sunrise). Catching the cat would be akin to enhancing the essence of night (or night-based thoughts), in contrast to the “correct” waking goal.
      • The reference to K-Mart is a mixed waking prompt and dream sign, since I associate K-Mart with clothes and getting up and getting dressed.


      Updated 09-08-2019 at 08:22 PM by 1390

      Tags: cat, fishing
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Some weird dream fragments

      by , 01-10-2017 at 06:43 AM (Cinder's Dreams Gallery)
      I couldn't remember much of my dream last night, except that it involved me playing a videogame that seemed like Stardew Valley but as an action RPG, and naming a horse in that game with some long name.

      I later went back in time to look around America.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    15. Start the new year right: lucid dream!

      by , 01-10-2017 at 02:09 AM
      INT. POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT

      Around 4:00 AM. Straight into dream from wakefulness--WILD--I see a man seated across from me at a metal desk. He's saying something boring. The hand of my "subtle body" goes behind my back. I find this strange, as I always sleep with my hand under my pillow near my face. Once I get used to the idea of having two right hands (one real, one astral) I get down to business: I do the Waggoner thing and ignore the suit at the desk, shouting up at the sky to the awareness within the dream. I ask it to show me the solution to my difficulties with productivity at work. No answer. I ask again. Then I see a purple, rectangular window with a small, convoluted object inside--light purple with dark shadows. I assume it's my optic nerve or something in my head. (Upon waking and searching Google Images, I'm inclined to think it resembled a solitary neuron.) I gaze at it with interest, as it is quite vivid and three-dimensional. I ask what it is but receive no answer. The rectangle moves up in my vision and it's hard to keep my eyes on it--like a floater.

      I awake but the vision persists for a few seconds in the darkness of the bedroom. I suspect I was just seeing hypnagogic imagery and the purple thing, however vivid, was not necessarily the dream emissary's answer. (Unless I was being shown a brain tumour that needs removing!)

      Updated 02-09-2020 at 08:15 PM by 92227

      Categories
      lucid