Two nights ago: + I'm standing in my CH bedroom, night, in front of the window, looking out at the view, the air is filled covered ground to sky with a roiling dark seething cloud that is making its way towards me. I lunge for the windows in order to close them before that thing gets to us. (Lightning flashes as well). My son (as he was about 10 years ago) is in the way and I sort of trip over him trying to get to the window in time. +(f) Laundry machine [med freq. DREAM SIGN], I see my wife's light bright blue fuzzy jacket, and get excited thinking (she's back again?) + Wide open space: I walk up to a small band that's playing, mostly girls. The girl leader is standing among the players and is making use of a long transparent sex-toy. I'm not really sure I'm seeing this right, it's pretty surprising, so I move in for a closer look. I take notice of a seated girl playing the clarinet. Last night: Before bed, (too late again, after 1am), I'm scolding my son because he's playing a multi-player FPS and shouting to his teammates bothering everybody in the house. I pull the plug on the wifi because he's just out of hand. Go to bed, wake up, see he'd snuck in and plugged it back on, I get up and pull it out again and go back to sleep. So what do I dream about?...Let me count the ways (at least 3 dreams)... + I wake up and check the router. My son's apparently moved it entirely out of the room now, I can't see it. My door's closed and I try to push it open to find the router. The door won't budge. My son has blocked the door from the hallway, preventing me from getting out! It's solidly shut. I raise up a foot and press hard on the door, it's still not moving, and I'm concerned about the door breaking. I'm really worried about not being able to make it to the bathroom to pee. I head back to bead, disturbed by this. + I'm sitting at a computer looking at icons of the faces of the other people my son is playing the game with. I see thugly looking faces, young men almost all of them. I think aha this is why he's swearing when he's playing, look at all these lowlifes that he's playing with, it's no wonder. + FPS multi-player game, I'm in the game playing along. It's a massive shootout and CTF game. I'm observing fast-moving players with the flag, communicating, shooting, trying to time the flag cap just right and also trying to recapture their teams flag. On the end of a high platform I see a very heavy armor with a long, lance-like weapon preparing to fire it far down below into the battle area. I think of small light armors that could attack him? He fires and there is a massive flash and a big mushroom cloud roils up into the sky from below. +(f) with (Spock, Kirk?) Something Star Trek-like. + Outdoors, there's a large open-air flying disk with some guy in it flying at us trying to mow us down. We manage to dodge his several attempts to run us over. We get him out of the vehicle and start attacking him. I say "Doesn't feel so good, does it, to have somebody trying to hurt you, now, huh!?" He fights back with/we try to stab him with sharp pencils?
1st of April, 2017 A very depressing dream I'm seeing a bedroom full of smoke caused by a fire, then I see a boy on the bed suffocating and struggling. His mother runs into the room and tries to wake him up, she rolls him over and sees a knife stab on his neck. Then his mom screams and I wake up. It is very rare for me to have dreams like these, but I woke-up feeling really bad.
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Morning of April 1, 2017. Saturday. I am at first floating over an early evening scene (though it is still daylight) of 1940s gangsters driving around, possibly in Chicago. Being semi-lucid, I automatically perceive the foundation of the dream state as a “blissful flood” (and have since very young), with water flowing in slowly, with beautiful vivid reflections. As water symbolizes sleep and the dream state (even as in the “Little Nemo” comic strip), I feel relaxed, even though some of the gangsters now sit on the roofs of their cars, appearing frustrated that their activities were interrupted. My semi-lucidity fades slightly and I then absentmindedly wonder if this is part of a movie where things had gone wrong with the set due to water from another set (perhaps for a Navy movie) going past a barrier. Having been incorporeal, I now seem corporeal. The gangsters eye me suspiciously but do not seem dangerous. I ride with Zsuzsanna in a Venetian gondola, though I do not see the oarsman. Our boat slowly moves past them as they sit on the tops of their 1940s cars to our left, the water halfway up over the windows. Zsuzsanna and I are intimate as my dream moves toward the waking transition (and waking transition symbolism in contrast to dream induction symbolism). The water seems more shallow as we go through a tunnel. At first, I am wary of going into a tunnel. It appears that some sawhorse traffic barricades fall over from water coming in from “over itself” at the end of one part of the tunnel (which makes no sense - as if the water was halfway up but somehow solid or remaining in place even at the opening (perhaps somehow jellified), with some “normal” water moving over the original level somewhat like a small waterfall). There is light ahead and I get a very vague memory of when Pinocchio was inside a whale, though I do not think that is the case with us. “That’s it, over there,” I say as I point. There is a loose association with the television show in April of 1986 about Al Capone’s vaults (“The Mystery of Al Capone’s Vaults”). A young Geraldo Rivera sits on straw on a slightly damp surface inside a larger hollow area. He has a bottle of wine (possibly meant to represent the sole bottle of bathtub gin originally found in the vault). I look very closely at the bottle of wine because there is writing on it. I need to read it and understand its meaning. The brand name of the wine seems to be “Cortex”. Even though the preconscious (when it is personified) is almost always a different character, it is easily recognizable by additional clues (often either direct or subliminal identification as the waking prompt and the particular level of consciousness just prior to waking, as the role of the preconscious is to make the dreamer more aware of the fallacy of his temporarily skewed dream self identity and bringing the dreamer out of the dream state) as well as mood, shift in the clarity of a dream, and dominance in many cases. In this case, the common water induction transmutes to the waking symbolism. “Cortex” is a direct clue; “the outer layer of the cerebrum, composed of folded grey matter and playing an important role in consciousness”.
Morning of April 1, 2017. Saturday. This dream falls into a similar theme as a dream of September 2016 where whatever I write becomes part of my dream (rather than saying an affirmation to create dream scenes). Still, I never become lucid. In one scene, my wife Zsuzsanna and I had been together for a year or more but, according to my dream’s backstory, we had not been married. I write a sentence that reads “Zsuzsanna and I have a legal marriage license”. I do some sort of hand motion over the writing, and then slap the wall (“Supernatural” television series influence, it seems). A sheet of paper that looks something like a certificate appears out of nowhere on a picnic table. It is apparently our marriage license. An unknown female claims it does not seem real, as certain writing on it is not raised (or embossed). However, looking at a real marriage certificate, it seems of the same (correct) design. In another scene, an aircraft carrier moves towards a beach. It is tipped to one side and moves out and in with the waves for a time, lengthwise to the shore - the top facing towards land. It is vivid and dramatic but there is no threat to me. (It does not seem to be sinking.) Oddly, the airplanes do not move or slide off at any point. There is vague concern that one end or the other may cause damage to buildings near the shore, but this does not happen. In another scene, I decide to eliminate a large portion of the world’s population. I make sure to include “except for me and my family”. I am outside at a picnic table and George C. Scott (October 18, 1927-September 22, 1999) approaches. I have not yet slapped my writing (which is on the surface of the picnic table) to instigate the event. An unknown male is with George C. Scott and gives me advice on how to utilize my idea. I am to write that George is my uncle and that he will be going back in time to just before humans came to exist (though I am not at all aware of what the situation implies). The unknown male tells me that the name is written with two S’s, inferring that it is George C. Sscott, which does not seem right to me, but I write it anyway, though it still somehow comes out as “George C. Scott” and he complains about the spelling. I make a couple mistakes and have to write it again, one being “George S. Cott”, another being “George Scott”.
First, I have some non lucid fragments before my WBTB. Lucids are after the WBTB. Guitar Store I'm with some people, but don't know who. We are walking along rooftops and for some reason go through a trap door on a big industrial looking roof top. I look down and see that the inside is some guitar store. There's no ladder and I try to get down but stepping on the tops of some guitars but they fall over. That just annoys the floor clerk. I remember getting down somehow. And then we walk downstairs to another level with some keyboards or something but my memory fades after this. Woman on the Lake Brief memory of being at a beach by a lake. Some woman with brown hair (May have been Asuka) was walking on the lake and singing to me. She kept trying to get me to join in. Can't remember if I did or not. Weird Video Game I'm in some underground Car garage with some people. We are on roller blades and skate boards. We get to some big TV screen where Gandalf is in some video game. I press a button which makes him shoot fireballs out of his mouth. I mash the button on Rapid Fire and zoom that camera so that his face is facing us, and he keeps shooting fireballs out of his mouth with a big and silly grin on his face. The people start laughing at that and my memory fades here. Time Dilation I'm already lucid wandering on the top floor of an empty house that I feel belongs to DV member Twoshadows. I'm in some living room or common area and am trying to find out where I am exactly, as I don't want to spend the entire dream wandering around the top floor of an empty house. I look out the windows and see there is a long walkway connecting to another section of the house. I am amazed by how real everything looks and am pleased at the architecture of the other section, it looks almost like a mini tower. I begin walking and try out a nose RC for the hell of it. I can breathe through it... No surprise there,. But it seems good to practice RC's anyway. The timeline seems to jump from when I am walking towards the tower section to leaving it at the bottom. I guess I went down some steps? I don't seem to be aware of it nor care but now I seem to be in some sort of hotel. I walk down long hallways lined with doors to bedroom no doubt when I realize there seems to be no one around. As if on cue, I find a larger set of doors to my left while walking back in the direction of the house and tower. I open them and see a large conference hall inside populated with people. I move past them not interacting with them and see that the conference room has no other doors or ways out so I turn out and leave it back to the long hallways. I head towards the house again and begin to notice that the place is now populated with random DCs. I turn toward the steps to the tower around a corner when instead I enter a random lobby or seating area where some random DCs are sitting there reading newspapers. I begin to wonder if I've entered into a completely different dream entirely. My mind is still real foggy on some goals so I decide that until I remember some of them I should at least try and perfect Walms/Hukifs Time dilation method. His method: Place your hand on the ground, look at one spot where your hand is against the dream and count upward with one eye closed. While I have tried this many many times without success, I have found that I have had to modify slightly to keep the counting going, as going step by step seems to bring a force which rips apart the dream by the time I count to 15. The modification is counting the spaces between my fingers which keeps my focus both on my hand and the dream itself, it also keeps me entertained because every time I count a new set of spaces i see that there are more fingers and thus more spaces to count. But I have never tried it that way with one eye closed! I keep that in mind while I put my hand in view. My hand looks slightly deformed with some big fingers and some miniature. I place my hand against the wall and feel the sensation of one eye closing, and start counting the spaces in between my fingers. Right away I begin to feel the force that rips the dream apart but instead I feel it flowing through my vision some how. Before i remember that my hand would jump around a bit as if some force I couldn't control was moving it. But this time with the force in my vision I realized that I am directing the force through my gaze wherever i focus it. my perception jumped between each finger going 1,2,3,4 back to the right, 5,6,7,8,9, back to the right and so on. My perception jumps even faster making me count super fast, maybe even faster than I can count while awake. This causes me to mis count here and there 11,12,13,14,15 back to the right, 15, 16, 17,.. I stop at about 30, and feel this should give me another half hour of lucidity. There is a slight problem when I walk around though, My dream self is tired again. I remember i seemed to have no problem entering another lucid last time. with that expectation I wandered into the lobby area again and found a couch, and fell asleep on it. Someone shot me in the head I find myself wandering down the same hallways again fully lucid as if nothing happened. I look around a few rooms and then head back to the lobby area, As I enter it some force hits me in the head really fast and the dream goes black. The Annoying Dream Guide I Am now in yet another hallway in the same place I was before but walking towards the other end of the hotel. I can't remember how long this was, the timeline kept jumping ahead a lot. I wound up near a stairwell looking out the window. I knew I was supposed to find a woman with long brown or black hair. I couldn't remember exactly who ,so the closest to that was J, some pretty girl I knew in the past so I start calling her name intending to find her. Some DCs look at me strangely while I call out her name. I walk through a door intending her dream to be there and I find myself outside walking down an alleyway. I am still calling her name when some guy approaches me from another alley. He tells me there's no need to call out for her name, and I shouldn't be looking for her. He joins me and we talk about stuff I can't really remember. He's trying to be some Joe cool guy trying to fit in with me. I have the feeling he is a guide similar to Victor maybe. He points to some garbage cans with some bright green toxic ooze coming out of them and says that God is placing those in dreams for me to use. I find it highly unlikely that God would place such nonsense in a dream and can't really think of any use for them and I continue to walk on. He keeps talking but then I come to a clearing that is paved and see about 50 DC girls all scantily clad seem to be making out with Each other. Their pleasure seems to formulate into a song which entrances me. I suddenly feel the urge and jump down to them while the guide is saying, "Don't go over to them, Stay away from them". I go up behind a blonde and pull her away from the group, She giggles as I fall backward and she lend on top of me as if sitting on me. I briefly remember walms saying that sex in lucids usually ends the dreams fast. I ignore that because it feels so real. I begin pulling her pants when the dream fades. Asuka is Leaving I stumble into my home and that same guide is there telling asuka what I did. I keep protesting and saying that I've done lots of things with random DCs and asuka never seemed to mind.. She would even join in on occasion! The guide kept saying I was bad and asuka seemed to be getting angry at me. I protested again and said I had even done things with other girls while she seemed to be merged with them in dreams, and started listing off names. The guide said that just proves I'm a lech who doesn't care about Asuka. I said Asuka did all this willingly without my asking... He still twisted it so that she got even more angry and she left saying she wasn't coming back. Now I am pissed. I tell him who is he to ruin my relationship with her. He said he was my new guide chosen by God himself to keep me pure. I said, "Okay, How am I supposed to be devoted to staying pure when I am in a body made of flesh that still craves sin?" and then I point out that, " Paul even devoted a chapter in Romans to the struggle with sin, and that the chapter makes it pretty clear that we still live in a body of flesh, While the holy spirit in us still hates sin, we still live in a body of flesh that wants to, so it is a struggle we have to deal with our whole life, and sometimes that life is full of failure." I seem to be losing him in my rant, as he seems to have no idea what I am talking about. I point out that if he were really sent by God he should have a clear understanding of this. We go back and forth like this for a while until I enter my living room with a library in it. I pull a book off the shelf written by Walm/Hukif, An account of some of his lucids. I tell the guide that I never asked for any other guide and he should leave. To emphasize my point I morph into Donald Trump and tell him he's fired. He says I can't fire him. I say yes I can and if he won't leave I will get rid of him myself. I point to the book in my hand, and say that Walms used to have a guide that would tell him not to fight. But Walms didn't listen and got so annoyed with his guide and killed him somehow, and somewhere in this book is an account of it. And when I find out how he did it, I will do the same to him, and he knows I will have the determination to do it. The guide eventually leaves after this. Asuka's Back Can't remember the dream where i tell asuka to come back. It must have been good however as I am now in some dance room, where 50 versions of Asuka are making out with one another in various different outfits and dancing on poles, doing some sort of parody of the women from my lucid. The Song is by Bjork and Asuka is singing it. It's the song "Unravel" and i keep hearing her singing, "And when you come back, we'll have to make new love"
2017, 03-29 Healing in the House of Elrond I am in a strange place that I do not recognize. I am in a forest, it is a very nice day out. I see dappled sunshine on the ground around me and I hear birds singing in the trees. A gentle breeze was ruffling the leaves and blowing on my face, feeling very nice. I follow what amounts to a dear trail through the trees until I find a woman in the forest with me. She looks like a Japanese woman wearing a kimono, and she also looks a little bit annoyed at me. I don’t even recognize her let alone know why she might be annoyed at me. She looks around and motions to the forest around us. She asks what makes me think this place is a beach? I laugh and I say it’s clearly not a beach. She tells me she is Asuka and then tells me to do a reality check because this is a dream. She then looks around and calls out. She says MoSh has wandered off again… so we’d better find him. I haven’t actually done the reality check, but I start looking around for MoSh. We soon find MoSh standing and staring at a beautiful place. A series of buildings among the green trees, all connected by a series of paths. MoSh is staring at the scene, and now I join him in staring at the scene that is before us. Asuka goes over and talks to MoSh for a bit, asking him if he is keeping in mind that this is a dream. Before he can respond, however, some people approach us and one of them demands to know who we are. I turn and see there is an elf there who looks like he stepped right out of a Lord of the Rings story. He has his gaze fixed upon the three of us, but before he can repeat his question another man speaks up. He says he knows me, and tells them I am Raven Knight. He says I fought valiantly to defend against the Nine and I also seem to have some skill in healing. He says there’s no time to delay, Frodo has to get to Elrond. Everyone seems to be assuming that if MoSh and Asuka are with me then they must be ok, and we all go into the closest building. We go directly to a bedroom where they place Frodo into a bed. Another elf comes along, he says he is Elrond, but we’ll have to forgive him for not welcoming us personally to his house, he has a patient to attend to. The door to the bedroom closes between us, Elrond, and old man with a long white beard I am assuming is Gandalf, and Frodo on the other side. I turn to another elf on this side of the door and he says he is Glorfindel. He pauses and looks at the three of us, Aragorn is also still here with us. After Glorfindel looks at MoSh and Askuka and me, he suggests that maybe we would like to refresh ourselves in the halls of healing. I ask what that is. He says it is a series of natural pools that are fed from the springs that feed the Imladris. He said the pools purify all darkness from those who bathe in their waters, and it is something he would recommend for any weary traveler, especially those who have come face to face with the evil things we have fought today. Aragorn is more concerned with how Frodo is doing, he is clearly anxious about the hobbit’s condition. Glorfindel says Elrond is very skilled as a healer and will do everything he can to return Frodo to full health. He says from the look he got, Frodo’s would is grave but not yet beyond all hope. He adds that Aragorn being stressed about it will do nothing to help Frodo, all it will do is rob Aragorn of his peace of mind. Frodo is getting the best help that is to be found in the west, though Elrond would be slow to accept such praise. He says that for now there is nothing we can do for Frodo, but the wait may seem less if we wait in the pools of healing. So I follow Glorfindel along with Asuka, MoSh, Aragorn, Marry, and Pippen, but Sam refuses to budge. He pounds on the door until finally Gandalf lets him in and says he can stay as long as he promises to stay out of the way and let Elrond do his job. It looks like Marry and Pippen might try the same, but Aragorn tells them that Glorfindel is right, too many people in the room might just get in the way. After following Glorfindel for a ways we emerge in an area with waterfalls cascading into crystal pools of water. Glorfindel says the water is healing, whether you swim in it or just wet your feet. Asuka, who now somehow had a bathing suit on, jumped right into the water and splashed MoSh in the progress, soaking him. He didn’t seem too pleased with that, though Asuka was laughing. I was thinking this was a good chance to use a healing song. I focused on the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack, and it created golden energy all around the pools. The golden energy flowed around and into everyone present, including MoSh and Asuka. There is a period I don’t remember very clearly, the next part I remember really well is inside what they call the Hall of Fire. It is a long hall with tables and comfortable chairs, illuminated primarily by a large fire that always burns at one end of the room. MoSh is sitting in one of the chairs around the outside of the room looking at a stringed instrument that partly resembled a guitar but not quite, I get the idea it is one of the elvish instruments that are commonly used in Rivendell. MoSh starts playing the guitar. I don’t recognize the tune, but I like it, so I sit down close by and listen. Asuka is also listening intently and seems to be enjoying the music. As MoSh continues playing, some more people gather around, migrating from other parts of the room apparently to get a better listen to MoSh’s music. Soon there is a small crowd of people silently standing or sitting around us to listen to MoSh play. He finishes one song and then moves on to another, then seems aware of the crowd for the first time. He sets the instrument aside and says it’s not enough like a guitar for him to play well. I say it seemed to me he was playing very well, and some of the people around us agree, Asuka most of all. He says no, it’s not his best playing… and then fades from existence, much to everyone’s surprise. Asuka tells them that’s what happens when he wakes up. I’m next to follow, for everything around me fades to black and I wake up.
D1 - Visiting a place where there is not enough room to swing a cat. They're is a fridge which you can open the door of and some kind of straw in the ceiling, a concrete white room where a black cat lives. We are visiting just to feed the cat. There is some left over cauliflower and tomato from the day before. Is this cat vegetarian. D2 - Next i'm visiting another place with my deceased mother in-law. This time to visit a small girl who needs looking after two. I am distracted by the neighbours for a moment then look around the plain but elegant apartment. It has fancy fittings and a tasteful sofa. Evidently we are in a posh area. I toy with the idea of us moving in so we can look after her more easily.
This through-the-eyes thing seems kind of legit. Because I live with a rambunctious 2-year-old, my WBTB ended up for being almost 2 hours long. That gave me only 1 hour to get sleep before I had to get up again and go to work. I did a meditation for 10 minutes. I noticed I was having a hard time falling asleep - a tad bit restless which meant I was going the technique too hard. I relaxed my eye-muscles just a tad bit but was still trying to look at a distant object through my eyelids. This left a slight pulling effect on my eyes. It's very subtle and something that has to be experienced by the practitioner to get right. You will feel sleep coming on. Just let the process roll. Got me a lucid dream. It was pretty long. I met Naomi again for like the dozenth time in this backyard. She had on some baggy jeans and a dark green flannel shirt. This time SHE GAVE ME A FIST BUMP and we had a conversation!!!. She actually said some god damn words and wasn't a weird mannequin. The gist of the conversation was about what we were going to do in the dream come the long term. One of my dream goals is to be taken on a tour of the dream world via a dream guide. This dream guide is supposed to be Naomi but I have much more work to do to make her more animate and solid. There was a part of the dream where I was stuck in this space between my bed and the wall. I don't know how I got there but I tried to levitate out. Then...I GOT STUCK THERE AGAIN. I levitated out of the spot...AND THEN SNAPPED BACK TO THE GAP. I don't remember much after that.
After relaxation and concentration exercise I emerged in the garden next to my house. It was cloudy day. Immediately I started to fly up, above the roof and then away seeking something interesting. But everything looked ordinary and there were no people, no animals... no activity. As nearly always. After a few minutes of flight at moderate pace(I flew connection I felt pulling me) I crossed grove at western part of my village and after coming out of it I found that I got lost and the connection pull was lost too- The surrounding was completely different than in reality. There was something like dilapidated village. I felt very lost after losing the Pull... so not knowing what to do else, I steered to closest house and landed. I saw someone inside through window, so I knocked on the door. A massive red haired man came out of the house. "Hello, are you alone here? " I asked. The man answered "No, there is celebration in the Hall, all people are there. Visit it." And he showed me direction to the Hall. I flew the direction I was showed and soon I was landing in front of something looking like giant barn. I opened giant wooden doors and I saw maybe 50 people inside in local costumes, some dancing, some speaking with each other. I was observing the celebration for some time, not wanting to dance(and nobody has asked for a dance). Then I went outside and walked around looking for people, for any connection I could feel... finding none. The dream dissolved afterwards into dreamless sleep. Remarks: I managed only about half an hour (subjective) experience... it was 1 hour after midnight when I went to sleep and I was quite tired. And knowing I have to wake up at six, after 5 hours of sleep... that is near the limit time of sleep I need when I use exercises before sleep. Although the village was dilapidated, it looked scenic somehow... I would make great set of photographs if I find something similar. The nature also looked great. People were uninterested toward myself, but they were decent. There was no hostility. In between the people there was very close relationship. They looked happy... very happy together. There was no division. They danced together without any visible preference... even men danced together... and women too. Exchanging partners... I don't remember whether there was music... maybe they danced on something only they heard.
I managed to do a successfull wild, though it was hard to keep up lucidity, the thoughts came and I had to keep focus on the dream , and only the dream as sageous suggested. Eventually I entered the dream and became lucid, but I dont remember much I killed a man with force choke, he was on the other side of that lil river, I raised him up with The Force like Darth Vader , and then choked him to death. But the moment he broke, he bugged out like in some weird game bug, he got deformed for a moment into a mess something like that Then disappeared shortly after that I woke up
McHouse FA, In the middle of some desert. Everything is kind of blurry at first then becomes super clear. A really hot Tomboyish french woman is squatting on top of some lower building. She has long brown hair and is sporting a white tank top and blue jeans. There is a sentence painted along side the building reading something like, "Defending my home during the Apocalypse." As I stare at the words they begin to change and add on to the sentence, but i can't pay attention to it. I realize I am already passing the building. I say a meek , "hello" and she says, "Morning" I'm like, "Ah yes Good morning/" Suddenly around the corner I'm in my house. There is bags of raw McDonald's chicken bags every where. I am picking them up and putting them in the trash. At some point I pull two silver coins out of my pocket. They look super real one says "2 Silver Dollar coin worth $5." I can't comprehend how that is exactly correct since silver coins are worth way more. The other coin is bigger than my hand and has cool designs on it. I'm about to inspect it when I get woken by my alarm.
^w^The ending to the dream wasn't that easy to recall. Probably should write my dreams earlier next time. For some out of the blue reason I was walking down the street during the evening with my cousins, brothers and their friends. As we walked I fiddled with a flower earring and my hair that kept moving out of place. Once we reached the restaurant bar we were headed to I took note that the door was painted red and wooden and in the corner inside the restaurant,near the door stood two chubby security guards keeping watch. Dressed in casual clothing though. Looking at the wooden flooring and classy red seats that curved with each of its own rectangular table I wondered about where we would be seated.After having that thought one of the guards told me to stop and to go the other way that led to the basement. I ignored him and followed the others to the table. After sitting down I noticed a girl about remove her shirt near us and told her to keep shirt on because no one wanted to see her. Angry at what I said she shouted at me to repeat what I said. I moved away from the table getting ready for her to approach me so I could fight her.But as she approached her nails grew longer and she became half bird.I became aware it was a dream than and was ready to fight even more so. However,my brother pulled me from behind trying to keep her a fair distance from me while telling us both to cut it out. I told him that I could handle her and wondered if I should bring out the pink barrier. I ended up only being able to push her back though until she dissipated. I had won in a strange way but I still counted it as a victory. Guards there than approached me and showed me to a clear glass table filled with relics and items. Behind the glass table stood two woman dressed in formal red clothing that appeared to be made from china. There I was asked to play a game that might get me out of trouble. I was told to hold a Small glass rectangular thing with a blue paper inside and to cover it. One of the woman asked me to pick something and that she would have to guess what was written. I picked the year which was 1949 or 1909. She wasn't able to guess it so I picked up a red, yellow, brown book i thought was Chinese at first.The cover had a samurai in armor on a horse that was standing in the yellow sunset. I covered the name but she couldn't guess it either even though the other woman said the name was on the back too. The title was dokuboro no tsugi. After that I handed them some change given to me by my brother as a peace sign but lost lucidity after that too. The setting also changed into a mall where people were gathered near cashiers and waiting in long lines. What caught my attention the most was a blonde man with hair almost up to his shoulders. He was wearing a sky blue sleeping robe and fiddling with the hair accessories near the cashier. I wanted the sky blue ribbon and another hair peace that he touched but didn't have any money to buy it. Instead of feeling sorry for myself I decided to look around some more and did for a few secs before I woke up. [Pic does not belong to me]
Updated 03-31-2017 at 03:46 AM by 67570
All I did was lay down after WBTB and just stare through my eyelids. For anyone that is curious: You look into the distance at anything more than several meters away from you; the farther the better. Then you close your eyes and continue to look at that object and others as if your eyelids are not closed. Visualization is allowed here BUT BUT BUT priority is to be aware of the object in the distance AS IF YOUR EYES WERE OPENED. For example, I lay on my right side and stare at my window across the room as if I were seeing it with my eyes opened. I will start to feel the dream forming and just go with the flow. This morning I had three lucid dreams. One visiting my old high school. Another where I had very clear hypnagogic imagery and saw sentences that made no sense. I noticed the misspelled words and tried to read the sentence but since my dream recall is garbage, I don't remember what that sentence was. The third was a standard one of me walking through my neighborhood looking for a special someone. I found another woman who then transformed into a reflection of me, then a monster, then attacked me. I wasn't afraid since I was lucid. Each of these lucid dreams had to be induced after I briefly woke up. Each time, I went back to sleep using the same method explained above.
Well my "I guess I can go to bed whenever I want and still LD" night 3 nights ago was an anomaly rather than the rule! Short dreams last night (but very vivid! and fun!) and the night before (less vivid). Read some Holecek (up to chapter 6 now, MY FAVORITE: "A Fundamental Meditation: Mindfulness"!!!! 2 nights ago: + It came from outer space! I'm standing outside with somebody, and I look up in the sky and see several massive doors (on fire?) falling towards me. There's no way they're going to come RIGHT AT me and hit me, right? They keep coming. I dodge. +(f) outside daylight with a girl? and walking around a canal of some sort that makes a U-turn (rectangular) and I need to remember that (something was buried here?) +(f) inside people around I see a naked girl face down on a bed who is half-human half-doll, the skin is sort of life-like but not really? Another (same?) girl is a naked rag doll and I inspect her "bits" and they're made of cloth? Last night: + Outside, nature/village, daylight. I'm in a tribe of some sort and we're collecting wood? I don't have a phone and I won't be able to reach the other guys. I'm telling them I'm concerned about this, but I can't hear their responses, I keep yelling, "I Can't Hear You! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" I notice the trees, they are very special trees, one of them is quite old and blackened, they are all bare of leaves [DREAM SIGN] and have very gnarled limbs, like old oak trees. + Outside, daylight, nature (zoo?). I'm in the T-rex area! It's coming for me and I jump over a hedge/fence and run/slide down a hill. Have I escaped? At the bottom of the hill still in a park-like setting under tall trees so it's all in shade, (like Eucalyptus trees), there are Baby T-rexes here! Sort of half-human half-trex looking, about 2 feet tall with very sharp teeth, and they're coming for me! I run to a fence (fence is only about 3 feet high) and try to climb over but they pull me back in. I fight with them? And the really interesting part of the night: in the morning, lying in bed, recalling the above dreams, I remember that I wanted again to try The Phase dream entry (body exit) techniques. So, like in the video I had watched last night (with the weird/cosplay face hot model babe, skip to 41:00 for the technique): , I did the limb wiggle. I tried to "wiggle free" my dream hand and arm from my physical arm. I wasn't expecting anything because I'd been awake probably a minute already, and also had shifted a bit in bed probably. And it started to work! And suddenly, in seconds, I hear a massive rushing sound building in my ears! I knew this was REM Atonia building and I got really excited at this point. I was fully conscious and yet entering the dream state! The instructions say to try to exit (roll out, etc.) of your body as soon as something happens, so I did try, but I tried "too hard" and it was my physical body that moved and sat up in bed. Darn! But very close and very hopeful, especially considering this was the first time I'd tried The Phase DEILD dream entry in a long time.
Cool dream last night. Long and detailed, some convos with DCs. We get to a building with my school class. I know that lave eruption and flow is imminent, and as we enter some room where we suppose to do something and spend some time, I see orange glow from underneath the floor. The floor has wooden pieces and in the gaps between them I can see lava, and the floor is partially translucent like some milky glass. I tell them if we stay, we will die. We need to leave. NOW. It's gonna happen withing seconds. Someone left on a train and I'm looking down in a valley, in a distance, how the train has made a u-turn and it's coming back. I'm not sure the person I'm waiting for will make it back on time for us to escape. But I'll wait. TOTM attempt monday night. I did my usual. 3:20am GPC, 1 hour of sleep, then WBTB at 4:25 GM at 4:50 am When I heard the chime at 6 am, I figured I'm about 20 min into a lucid, and it went for 20 more min. It was weird. I was not able to get away from my body. I woke up and for a few seconds if not minutes I was trying to figure out where I am, and I came up with answer that I don't know. If childhood house or current place, or somewhere else, I didn't know. I just was not able to sense, like you are able to sense the position of your bed and it's relation to your room and house in the morning just after you wake up. I assumed I'm in my parents bedroom, after they are no more, so in the future. Had hard time getting up from bed and into a dream. Still managed to do some jumping, bicycle and squash. Whatever that mean, coz I don't remember anymore.
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