Remember seeing strands of color. Then after some time it was like I was remembering being at a party when I was younger. I think it was a wedding party for a family member. I might have been lucid in a second dream. I'm excited to keep paying attention to my hypnogogic imagery and lucid dream. I was really motivated to lucid dream last night also.
Wow what a mish-mash of dreams I had. Baby animals (kittens, lizards, puppies..), video game characters (I was in the game), relatives, small rooms, outsmarting evil psychopaths, ugly dresses...geez
Heck yeah. Did a mindfulness meditation and got a short lucid dream. Woke up and tried to get back into the dream. Had vivid non-lucid dreams afterwards about playing bass guitar and hanging out at a mansion with Drake. Saw some old friends as we rode buses around the city. Tried to work on my car. Was also hanging out with some co-workers.
Last two nights was filled with xxx so can't get into details but I am smiling! :-)
Inside an apartment, on holiday? All the walls are glass with white wooden frames, doors? The sun streams in and I am happy laying alone. Outside families are playing on the beach. I see a small boy running about with a ball. I am sleeping on a table, there are lots of tables like a dinning area of a cafe or restuarant but no table cloths. Next I realise that while I was sleeping a family have entered the apartment, I feel fearful at this intrusion. Then I get used to the idea as they are not hostile. I enjoy the feeling of having people around and not being completely alone.
I have the impression I did a RC at some point in a dream during the night, but didn't get lucid. + KC "train". I'm riding an open car'd little train up a hill, like a roller coaster train, but on city streets (up main hill Ce. St. in B?). We go by KaCor (jr high cutie, freckles, orchestra) 's house. She comes out with mother and sisters (?). I'm sitting a few cars forward from her. I'm waiting for her to notice me? People are talking about us like we're (were?) a couple? + didn't make the cut: in some series of rooms, there's a young man and he has some helper, he wants to get on something like a cruise ship. He's confident he'll get on. I'm walking down a hallway and stop to admire a painting on the wall. The captain of the vessel is nearby and chats with me/ asks me a question? It turns out the young man did not get a spot on the (ship?) and is very upset and is trying to figure out a way to get on. + in a mall, lots of young people about, there is a store front with advertisements for various war games. Some big activity has completed and the DCs are packing up and preparing to leave. At one point I'm following (my wife?) to a couch where she is a sort of "booth babe" along with others including their female boss, they're all lounging around on a circular couch, I'm checking them all out for a bit. Spoiler for erotic interaction: I go up to a gal who's pulling on her sweat pants and stop her and start helping her finish doing that, she's slightly surprised. I lean in for some sweet kisses and whisper to her about some sexual things we'll do later. She seems interested and excited. She leaves, but sends me a SMS and I read it (the words seems clear but they're all written in "SMS jargon" without vowels, something like "hw u knw wht 2 do?", I think she's asking me how do I know how to do these (sexual) things. (brief waking? back to sleep) I'm outside a store shop where a bunch of people are, and I go inside. I'm looking for this girl so we can have our encounter. Walking through this long store someone's pulling on my shirt/pants and I look back and it's a young boy who's following me demanding attention. I'm annoyed by this and brush him off by saying "I've already spent the whole day with you!" I enter a new room (blue ceiling?) and some guys are staring intently at a spot on the ceiling, at first I think they're looking at a spider, but I see there is some sort of vent there and some liquid is trickling out of it and running along the ceiling. They're talking about that and I say "yes that happens sometimes." I spot "my girl" sitting in a corner of that room on the floor with her knees drawn up. I try to non-chalantly move closer to her to get her attention. I think her name is "S". There are still people about. She's asking me about how I SMS'd her? I say you gave me your number (?). She says she can't do the things we talked about, and I say that's too bad.
Its not a lucid dream, but this dream was too vivid to be a dream, i even remember a lot of the details from this dream, but i'll just write the major situation The dream was started with im standing in front of a huge building. and i dont know why, in that dream, i already knew that my father would held a birthday party, and... he is a president of the country on my dream. When im still standing outside and stare at the building, i suddenly remember that i should enter that building in a disguise, set a backdoor (escape point), then kill my own father. im beginning to enter that building, and try to avoid detection of my disguise. so i dress up like another royal guard, wear long white shirt, long black pants, a half black-and-blue kevlar, bring the m15 rifle, put on black hat and black military boots, then i proceed to face the entrance. when the first time i want to walk away and enter the door, a dream figure ask me, "Hey, where is your parameter assignment? i thought there are no zebras reservist that guard inside", well, seems he isn't recognize me as the son of the president, so i just thinking for awhile, and start to hack his psychology to convince him that im part of the royal guard force (although this is a dream, im good at social engineering in waking life, its just naturally happened even im not lucid in this dream). its not an easy thing because i realize they are trained person, so i should hack them perfectly. after some chat, i succeed to convince them that i might assigned to guard inside, but im not informed to wear a shell jacket because everyone inside should formally dressed. after im entering the entrance, a receptionist ask me "Morning sir, it seem like you forgot the dress code for the royal guards", still, she also didnt recognize me as the president son, then i should perform another mind hack on this girl, so i just gave her a bitter-smile and concoct her about my family problem, the girl bite the bait, she start to a bit sentimental and just tell me where the dressing room, so i hurry to change my clothes and seek the back door. the next time i passing again in front of the receptionist, she tell me "wow, you look awesome now. wait, are you the president son? you look so alike with him". i just reply "Thanks, i wish i was a president son too, have a lot of money and power, and you cant refuse my invitation to drink together tonight, right?. but unfortunately im not, so i cant do that and just do my mission as a guard", she reply "hey, you dont have to be a president son to drink with me, just ask me, and we can drink together, and of course i willing to hear another problem of yours if you want me to do", i reply again "got it, dont go anywhere till i finish my job okay" then i smiled to, and continue looking for my back door. i found a balcony that not guarded, i call my assistant to send me my personal modified m1911, even its a bit odd that the drone failed multipe times and respawned, i still doesnt realize im dreaming. after im gearing up with my own weapon, i left and set the m15 in there to hold the door, so theres nobody can open the balcony except me. i moved to the main hall, seeking my father, but cant found him anywhere, i ask his secretary, but she has no idea where is my father now (on this time, i reveal my identity to all the people in the hall). but she said that my father already on the building. so im go to the ceiling, set my position, put the silencer and the scope on my m1911, then waiting for my father show up. when im waiting in the ceiling, my phone just vibrated, i check it out, and there a msg said "save me" came from my father number. BOOM, i suddenly change my position, switch the thermal on my scope on, and located the another 3 person on the ceiling. i shot them down, and they're all dead. soon after im check the dead body, my father showed up on the stage, all the clapping sound was so peal, and my father look at me, he smile, and start to greet another guest that already in the hall. im go to get the m15 back, turn and meet the receptionist, ask her to drink with me on the party, but she refuse it because it still her work time, i said "its okay, i've tell your manager to give you a break for today", the the manager walk in front of us and smiled to me, she said "seriously? how can you do that?", i reply "its simple, im a president son, i have the power to do that". she said and do nothing but just a bit surprised, then i grab her hand to the hall, and start to dance with her stiff move. the end, i wake up slowly, recall the dream, write it on my DJ book, and smiled. I dont expect a plot twist dream like this, and the dream was so vivid.
I can see rooms, buildings, colours etc with my eyes closed and I can bend my dreams to what I would like and not necessarily what I want. I'm getting fed up now as I just want to sleep normally. From a tired Lucy
I had a semi-lucid dream running around this office building behaving like a child, messing around with people. There was someone with me and it was like we knew something that nobody else did and we thought it was hilarious. We found these little cookies in the shape of stickmen/stickwoman and they would make you shrink or grow. I grabbed the shrinking one and took a big bite and shrunk so small. It was too much so I had to eat a bit of the other one.....
RANT I think I had a semi-lucid when I realized that no, this bitch didn't really just snap brand my brand-new music CD in half. But that is not the point. The point is I am another step closer to mastering lucid dream induction. I have a seriously had habit of honing in a technique that yields consistent results but then due to excitement, I try to hard to make that technique work again and it doesn't. My number one principle of lucid dreaming is this: You can not 'brute force' your way into a lucid dream. It doesn't matter if you say a mantra 10,000 times in one day or if you listen to the loudest binaural audio before sleep. Lucid dreaming - at least WILD - is a delicate craft that must be approached with a delicate mindset. Last night, I dead set on having a DEILD. Long story short, it didn't work out the way I planned. I missed two attempts to get lucid which led to me frantically scouring the internet for tutorials on how to MILD. BAD. So I went back to dream journal and carefully reviewed what worked the first time: MINDFULNESS. It was that simple. Mindfulness is simply, and gently, being in the present moment. Watching the now; watching the breath. So that's what I did, I sat in meditation for 30 minutes. JUST RELAX and MEDITATE. Then I went back to bed for a morning nap. The focus? RELAX AND STAY PRESENT. THATS IT. There is no trying for anything. There is no watching for anything. Let go of the desperate need to lucid dream and just relax and be present. Mind wandering? Bring it back to presence. After a while those distracting thoughts were actually Hypnagogia in both the visual form and the auditory form. I knew that much but I did not know how to transition them into a lucid dream. From here on out, I need to work on catching myself to notice I am entering a dream without the disturbing the hypnagogia. I had a vivid non-lucid dream nevertheless.
I awoke in a room with three doors(I have been having WILD's and DEILD's all night, cause I have woken up at least 5 times tonight and have successfully chained together dreams! it was AWESOME. This is the fifth dream.), One huge, like a blast door, the other two were normal. The Blast door had a window on it so I could see out, and it lead to a beach. The two normal doors had windows too, but I couldn't see anything beyond the one to the left, and the right door lead to what looked like an excision concert. Naturally I tried that door immediately lol. But it was locked, and something was preventing me from using powers, immediately making me think it was a shared dream or my dream entity that's been giving me issues. I see no way to open the big door so I try the one on the left and it's open. As it opens it turns into my elementary school cafeteria and I recognize several people from highschool. One moreso, my Ex. I go to investigate her, look at her and decide it's nothing, and fly towards a door behind me to leave. Then she STOPS me mid-air. I've now realized this is most likely a shared dream and I have been pulled into her dream, would explain why I couldn't do certain things. Only thing is, Whoever this was wasn't my Ex. She just used a mirror to change her appearance to LOOK like my ex, but she didn't know how to ACT like my Ex. And unfortunately for this woman I pay attention to women I like... Especially this one. Her mouth gaped as I turned around, and she began walking away. I could tell from her exasperated look and the way she walked it was not who she wanted me to believe it was. Then she fucked up and gave me attitude, a very specific attitude. This woman was not my Ex at all, but someone I've missed for a long time. She sat at a different table in the lunchroom and I sat a few seats down, watching her. She spoke of a few words that only I will know, and then from a sitting position began to pinch the table into an upside down U until it snapped in front of us. She flew off and I followed... And so did DC's. She changes her appearance... She's wearing a black dress now, and it solidifies who I thought it was cause this woman appeared to me before in that same dress... But she wouldn't make eye contact with me now, nor let me see her face. I turn around to close doors behind us to stop the DC's, then I turn around and she's using a door as a teleport and shuts it behind me. As I reach the door and try to follow, I wake up.
Morning of March 4, 2017. Saturday. I am on the Loomis Street porch and there are soon a number of unfamiliar people, most of whom are closer to the porch door. We are on the north end of the porch. There is a point at which one of the others talks about smoking. There are a few different types of plants in small transparent plastic bags and I am not certain if some are meant to contain marijuana or tobacco but I assume they may have marijuana. I also have a braided section of sweetgrass. I light it and deliberately breathe in the smoke for some reason. An unknown girl wants me to roll a cigarette and seems to think I have better tobacco or marijuana than her. I tell her that I do not have any papers. After a pause, I ask her if I can use one of hers. I go over and see that there is a large sheet of thin paper she has on her lap (which is atop a book), a little bigger than a sheet of notebook paper. It seems unlikely that someone would roll such a large cigarette. I reason that doing so would require a number of folds before rolling. I ask her if I should use only half the paper by tearing it across the width and she says no with a tone of annoyance in her voice. I take it to the other side of the porch (the right of the living room entrance) and put it on top of a closed turntable that is sitting on a high-set table. I then ask her if she wants to do it. She gets up, seemingly somewhat annoyed. She takes out a large plastic bag and begins to drop a large amount of dried leaves on the paper. Pieces are falling everywhere, much of it outside of the paper. My dream becomes a little more vivid at this point. My mother (appearing for the first time in this dream) looks out through the doorway as if puzzled by what is going on and asks her what she is doing. I also ask her what she is doing since I get the impression she is wasting much of it as only some is going onto the paper, much of it going over the table and floor. Understanding dream dynamics: Although my mother was the one to wake me to get up for school for so many years, she does not usually appear as the emergent consciousness factor (or even the preconscious) in the final moments of a dream (threshold dream type - that is, when the waking metaphor is rendered as someone or something appearing in a doorway).The porch setting is usually only rendered at a specific level of consciousness in the final dream of a sleep cycle, as it links to a specific form of liminal space (both in dreams and in reality). This has been the case since early childhood.There have been a number of other dreams where smoke has appeared on a porch (not always the same source). Although smoke is a coalescence factor, it seems a no-brainer that it is associated with fire (which represents neuronal activity).Doing something in a dream that one would not do in real life is evidence of instinctual dreaming (and non-lucid dream control). (For example, I would never associate with drug users in real life.)
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Morning of March 4, 2017. Saturday. Dream #: 18,338-01. Reading time (optimized): 1 min. I am possibly in the Daintree Rainforest. There is a river nearby. It seems to be late at night or a few hours before dawn. I am a young girl, and I have no discernible association with my waking life identity or any recall of it. I have full body awareness with a realistic perception of my small size. After I walk into a clearing, an unknown man approaches me. He tells me to climb a particular vine and lifts me so I can hang on to it. The vividness of my movement is realistic. I feel the physical effort I use to climb higher, even tiring for a short time now and then. I am unsure why I need to climb the vine, but I obey the man, who soon runs off. I climb higher and higher. In the distance, after I am near the top of the vine where it hangs from a tall tree, I see the heads of two dinosaurs, probably tyrannosaurs. They do not see me, but I am wary. (My distance from the ground may not be beyond their reach.) I crouch behind a couple of thicker branches. The dinosaurs do not approach the area I am in by the time I wake. Climbing represents trying to return to consciousness. This dream’s process is vestibular modulation (as exit point modulation) with a female simulacrum (me) though the male simulacrum initiates the process by placing me on the vine. The potential of being swallowed breaks the illusion.
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+(f) adventure, fairly long, mostly forgotten, involving a group of teens, and some place that is off-limits and I suggest we should go there. I (fight?) with one young guy + I'm walking on the sidewalk and I see my wife and I'm glad because I realize I've been looking for her for a while and haven't seen her. She is mad and slaps me across the face with the back of a hairbrush (more of a push, doesn't hurt, it's meant more to show her displeasure than to hurt me), she says "You left with a girl! A (S2) told me he saw you Monday leave with her!" I understand now why she's been gone, it's all a misunderstanding, and I "remember" I was indeed with ex-gf SB, but it was just a friends, and I say "it was just a friend!" + LUCIDD 227 LD#227 At some point I realize I'm dreaming. I'm standing outside at night near a large body of water and some woods. I'm on a small arched bridge. It's pretty dark and murky about, I decide I want to take off and fly towards the mountain across the lake. A take a few steps back and do a short super-man style takeoff, a I do I realize there's a (family?) nearby and a kid remarks about what I'm doing, I ignore and look ahead. It's pretty dark and murky but I know the mountain is up ahead, and I will myself to fly faster. Then I'm flying up the side of the mountain and will the process to go faster and reach the top, then I reach the top and I'm hovering about 30-50 feet above the top of the mountain. There is a collection of tightly-packed medium-height buildings there, like a research facility. I see a few guards on the ground. It is snowing, very large baseball-sized (but light and fluffy) balls of snow are thickly falling all around. I think I want to tell (fogelbise?) about this. I want to land so I point to the ground and will myself down there and I slowly float and gently land. I note the temperature is moderate to even a bit warm and think it should be colder if it's snowing, and I get a slight impression of a chillier temperature for a bit. I walk a short distance to a cage-like area, there are a lot of closely-spaced vertical bars here, and inside is seated a team of young military types (guards? watchers?). It is a mix of guys and girls, all 20-something, mostly guys there. They're holding on to the bars for stability, as there is a precipitous drop right below them. I get a slight bit of vertigo and ask them if they don't get scared of the heights. I ask them their names, all the answers are like "Major Xyz.." and I keep thinking "Major Major, they're all named Major Major." I think about leaning over and kissing one of the girls but decide quickly not to since that could mess up the flow of the dream. I leave this area and come to a raised place nearby where there is a (lunch buffet?). I lose lucidity at some point around here and the dream continues, the team from the cage has gone to lunch in the local cafeteria (should I join them?) and the large, fat guy is having a heart attack because he was a hog and ate too quickly, the food he's eaten is slowly coming up and out of his mouth, he's saying "I just ate too quickly."
I had another opportunity to go back to bed after getting people out the door in the morning at about 7:30. So I thought I would see if I could get a LD experience. I used a repeated mantra and imagined as much as possible the scene of the last dream. The dream I entered had nothing to do with the previous one, and it took awhile before I realized and said to myself, “this is a dream, I’m lucid dreaming!!” And after a bit of action, the dream became non-lucid again, before I woke up again. The sleep period was at least 90 min, so a full sleep cycle. I’m not sure if I went right into dreaming or not. The details are handwritten so I will not give a full account. I was in a school basement corridor and returning down a hall where I had a little apt in one of the rooms. I was carrying a load of stuff. I don't remember why, but the thought popped into my head that this was a dream and I am lucid dreaming! I immediately remembered the next task I was working on, of examining my surroundings more closely. I slid down the wall and sat down. I guess I put all the stuff I was carrying down too. I felt the floor. It was that normal floor coverings of schools I grew up in. It was white/gray small checkered pattern. I looked up at the ceiling and it was acoustical tiles. The corridor was well-lit and bright, but I don't remember any lights on the ceiling. The walls were a cream or white color. The lockers were a light gray color. No one else was in the corridor but me. After being mindful of the place, I wanted to try flying again so I stood up and jumped. But no, the dream would not accommodate me. I could not fly. I continued walking around the school and shortly after this met up with some family but then I think the dream became non-lucid.
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