COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM Asleep: 11:30 WBTB: 6:11, 7:20 Awake: 7:30 Tech: WBTB + MILD, DEILD/CAN-WILD Dreams: 2 + 2 fragments Lucids: 1 1. Fragment - I touched my mom's face and 90% of the blemishes disappeared off her face 2. I'm having dinner in Russia with my family and two other families. We are the only guests in a fancy restaurant and we are sitting with a high-level Russian official. My old friend D is there. We are ordered food, and it was kind of a competition to see who could order healthiest. D ordered right before me; he got chicken, toast, and an unhealthy side that I can't remember. I got chicken, vegetables, and toast. I initially asked for avocado/guac on my toast, but the Russian official said there was a food shortage in Russia and they would only have a tiny amount of Guac. He later came back with 3 avocados in his hands? (Memory Blank) We are all walking down the street. The Russian official accuses 1 family of something, but I never figured out what it was. 2. I was involved in a large, multi-car wreck on the interstate. Somehow, I think I was at fault for the crash or part of it. I got out of my car before police arrived. Later, they stated they couldn't find any identification in the vehicle at fault (mine) and I never admitted to it. 3. Fragment - I was driving down the road. There were about 5 buses on the side of the road in a line. They all put out there "stop signs" because they were going to pull out. I started to brake but my brakes weren't working well. I ended up slamming my brakes as hard as I could and barely stopped in front of the crossing guard who was also holding a stop sign. 4. My auto-snooze alarm woke me up. I stayed laying perfectly still. After 20-30 seconds I heard weird sounds and the white noise machine seemed to increase in volume. Then I felt a physical "deepening" of my position. Suddenly, it felt like I was being flipped around? Then a feeling that is hard to described moved up my whole body. At one point, I knew I was asleep and could enter a lucid dream. I did a nose-plug RC and opened my eyes. I could breathe and was lucid. I was in my normal bed. I got out and saw my two cats. The lights were off and it was dim. I rubbed my hands together which felt rough again and I thought about how I was asleep in my bed. I went into the hallway and there were more cats and dogs. I tried to turn on the lights but the light switch didn't work. I thought about how people use that as an RC. I went into the main living room, and realized I was naked and holding a sheet around my body. Then I saw more large dogs. I walked back towards the bedroom to get some clothes and tripped over the large dogs that kept appearing. I tried to lock them in the bed room. Soon after, I woke up. Notes - Very happy with tonight. Had pretty good recall and I experienced a true DEILD or CAN-WILD entry in an LD. That might have occurred yesterday, but I also might have been asleep and dreaming the "wild" entry. Today I know for certain that it was a WILD entry. I had decent stability. I rubbed my hands together and remembered that I was truly asleep in my bed and this was a dream.
Updated 02-23-2017 at 02:39 PM by 92619 (remembered something else)
Last night bed 9pm - 4:20am Yesterday there was an ad - one of those videos that go fast to show you a lot in a short time. So it was a video of making chicken calabrese. Looked good! DREAM I made chicken calabrese. Stuffed with cheese and something else. We were all eating it. My dad came home later and also had some.
Late at work and then binging on Netflix kept me up until almost 4am. ARGH MUST STOP THE INSANITY. It wreaks havoc on my dreams: less sleep,and the stress of remaining more or less permanently jet lagged is very bad. Must stop! There were more dreams but late to bed makes it very hard to recall them. + (impression) I saw E, I knew she had died, but she had come back, and I'm rapturous about this. I didn't know how much time we had left but I was very hopeful. + outside, in an area with covered bunks/beds, sitting areas, there is a violent guy raging around, someone says "anybody have a shovel?" and somebody goes up and wacks him on the back of his head from behind with the shovel, knocking him out. The guy comes over to me and my friend (CL from WFP and UW) and I say "no, no, he's (resting? not well?)" so the guy doesn't hit him + outdoors, a beach? I'm walking and doing something (rinsing off?) near a piece of the shore which is on an incline, and I see a small kid and say something like "darling sunshine" (in a foreign language) and the kid is highly amused and told his mom that "that man called me <what I called him>," I think that's sort of funny.
The Nightmare I find myself in another MMORPG. Reminds me of Night Elf starting area from WoW. It's night and some plants glow in the distance. We are next to a small stone path near some river. I'm just observing as my brother is logged in with my account and switches between characters. I see names above their heads. Immolation and Rohan were two of them. Rohan was some sort of lizard person. There's an npc next to us. My brother talks with the NPC, asking about "the Nightmare". Apparently it's like a red magical fog that spreads around this world. Everyone's experience in the fog is unique, but they all see demons. My vision wanders away from my brother. I find the Nightmare and step in, manifesting a physical form for myself as I do. It's not actually fog: air just seems to be deeply red/orange inside it. It's hard to see far away, a wall of red blocks the view. I see the outline of a massive demon emerging from the wall of red. Two horns, fur, hooves and a tail. The demon talks to me. Can't recall what he said, something intimidating I'm sure. I decide it's too early to face demons. I teleport to an area I can level in. I'm back in the Night Elf area. I follow the path and grab quests from NPCs along the way. I'm apparently level 4. I can get level 5 quests but level 6 ones are still invisible to me. I do the quest closest to me. It involves a lost letter. I find it a few steps off the path. I pick it up and put it in a mailbox. Some NPC sees this and advises me to leave a message in the letter so I get a reward. I take the letter and sit down on a bench. It starts to rain as I write the note. A baseball cap materializes on my head so I have some cover while writing. After that I wander in the nearby forest and overhear NPCs talking about dressing up in silly costumes. Ghost Girl in the Kitchen I'm at a friends house having dinner. The scene is not stable, at some point it looks like my parents' place, but then transforms into an apartment on the third floor and back to my parents' place. I put macaroni casserole and mandarin oranges on my plate. There was a third food item, but I can't recall what it was. Some of the people in the room I know. There was a black girl who talked to her friends in Swedish. I took a wild guess that she would understand English, when I chatted with her, and I was right. People were talking about the first three God of War games being free downloads, since they were so old. I focused on listening and my mind wandered into another scene. The new scene is a game. The room is full of pillars with needles sticking out of them. Some of the pillars have safe spots to stand on, but they are small. I jump from pillar to pillar without shoes. Landing on the needles hurts, but I can will the pain to be minimal. I reach the end of the pillars and land on a couch. It's a familiar blue couch. There's a cat sleeping on it. I'm at my parents' house. I walk into the kitchen. My parents and a couple of unfamiliar DCs are sitting around the table and trying to solve some young girl's problem. The girl claims there's an evil spirit linked to her. I notice some chocolate on the table and grab some. I walk around the table and see a dark haired girl with red eyes and a massive head lying on the ground. "You talking about her?" I ask. A lady, who I assume is the medium, sitting next to the cursed girl replies "You can see her?" "Yeah" I answer and approach the spirit. I pat her on the head. The spirit gets up. When she moves fast, part of her separates, like she's liquid. She quickly reformed though. I wanted her to look less scary. She transformed into a normal looking girl with long dirty blond hair and a big smile. She's not scary at all! We invented a secret handshake on the spot.
Updated 02-23-2017 at 01:07 PM by 87844
I had a dream that we lived in our neighborhood and my 9-year-old daughter kept sneaking out and playing in outher peoples houses in the middle of the night. I was upset with her, but not too much, I figured it was a phase she would grow out of and she would stop after I told her too. Then a pregnant lady that looks like my 9 year olds teacher came to my house and rang the doorbell in themiddle of the night, she was very angry, she was returning my diaghter to me and said "your kid was playing in my house in the middle of the night!" I appologized, she said "this happend all of the time and everyone is sick of it!" I appoligized agian and then she said "We all just want uyou to know that we think you are a terribal parent and we want you to leave!" "We don't want you in our neighborhood anymore!" I started crying because it was so mean and I said- why would you say that? am so lonely, maybe if you just let me walk with you guys or do things I wouldn't be so lonely and my girl would act better. She got angry and told me that she did not appriciate me trying to manipulate her! Then she aksed me what I was going to do about my girl. I picked my daughter up by her ears!?? Ans was tellign her sh eneeded to listen and I was so angry that now we had to move and no one liked us because she wouldn't stop doing what she did. I was sobbing and breathing hard in the dream and my 10 year old woke me up because she was worried- hearing me breahting so hard.
COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM Asleep: 11:50 WBTB: 3:55, 6:30 Awake: 7:45 Techs: Autosuggestion, WBTB + MILD NLDs: 2 Lucids: 1 (maybe, read description) 1. I'm sitting in a college lit class. The office manager from the restaurant I work at is there. We are all taking a test. It requires you to draw and/or write your responses and is very challenging. Everyone is cheating as we are seated in a weird arrangement where we are across from other students. I have other tags written down. "salad", "musical note", "sequence of characters". But this dream happened before 3:55 and I don't remember these additional details anymore. 2. This dream is fragmented. In one scene, I remember my friend M meeting with president Obama. In another scene, I remember watching a documentary about my dad being in jail. He had a ponytail. None of that is true lol. I was working on getting his name cleared. 3. I need help classifying this experience. Read on, I'll provide commentary. I woke up around 6:35 (after my 6:30 alarm which I apparently didn't hear). I turned that alarm off and laid back down. I did MILD then turned over to go to sleep. I 'came to' still lying in bed. I didn't move as I felt like something was weird. I might have already been sleeping at this point. Quickly, I felt the same pulsating/vibrating feeling from last night. Suddenly, fractal patterns of light appeared behind my eyelids. I felt the sensation of moving/falling forward through a tunnel. I "knew" I was going to appear in a dreamscape. I thought of water but then I realized I didn't want to appear in the open ocean. So I very quickly visualized a pool. Suddenly, I found myself in a busy, suburban pool. I do a nose-plug RC and can of course breathe. I look around and the pool area is full of adults and children. I walk up to the first woman and we do sexual things together (except after a minute or two, I thought to myself I don't want to waste a whole lucid doing just this). Then I get out of the pool and walk through a grassy area. I decide to look at my hands. My hands look completely normal except that there are purple marker lines on one hand. I think to myself, that makes sense that they are represented like this since I was at work last night and sometimes my hands get marker on them. I decided to jump up and test gravity. I came right back to the ground like normal. I then walked over to a swing set. I tried to jump to the top but didn't make it. Then I decided to try again and willed myself up as I jumped. I reached the railing. I came back down and jumped again, this time with renewed confidence. I managed to jump all the way up to the top of the swingset. Then, the DC parents came around and asked me where I'm from. I said I'm from another place and I come here to have fun. They asked me to leave. That's all I remember. A few minutes later I woke up in bed feeling somewhat distant from this experience. Notes - I had work last night so was stressed out until I got home and went to sleep at 11:50. I was also tired so I didn't do any induction techniques until around 6:35. I'm still happy with this experience last night whatever it was.
Too late to bed (unavoidable, was actually working, was out at a dentist appointment late), so only 6 hours, no recall from early wakings. One dream or three, I don't know: + I'm at a counter in a kitchen with my cousin's. Something about commenting on making a mess at the counter and one of the cousins won't like that. I see my kids playing a sort of soccer-type game involving moving lit candles through the goal. I see my younger son defending his goal and call out for him to blow out the candle as the opposition tries to score against him. + Musical demonstration: someone is playing something in a minor key and I say "no no that's wrong, it should be played in major, like this: " and proceed to play some notes on my instrument, but it's coming out minor instead of major, I realize I need to adjust the scale and try to realize which major scale it is, I need to add a bunch of sharped notes and I up playing down to a low B (so I guess B major). I realize I'm messing up the demo so I say "OK, guys, everybody switch to F major" and play a few F major scales (one octave) up and down. I'm thinking no one's probably interesting in hearing a plain scale. The more interesting music is written on the walls of the curved 2-3 story buildings all around us. I'm looking at it and it's quite tricky: triplets, with lots of accidentals. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to sight read it. + I'm on the steet (cul-de-sac) outside CH [Childhood Home]. The neighbor's house across the way has been modified: the post office has placed a regional/neighborhood mail collection / dropoff point attached to the 2nd floor of the L's house (across from ours). I'm upset about this, this will mean more traffic as people come to our area to use the drop-off. The drop-off is like a metalic mail box with a slot, but it is tall: from the floor level to the ceiling level of the 2nd floor of the house, it has large lettering on it. The more I look, the more I see: now a 2nd large post office attachment on the house. I look to the left, to the area between the L's and the M's house and see a new traffic light and exclaim "OH Crap!" I think this means that the city has claimed eminent domain over the M's house, will demolish it, and create a new roadway into our little circle, making it into a main roadway. My parents are with me and my mom's upset about this exclaiming how it will affect home values. I see there are lots of cars parked all around the circle, taking up lots of room. I walk a little bit down the steps of a foot path cut into the hill where the M's house used to be. I realize that they're probably just constructing a new foot path, not making a new street that will go up/down the hill. I say this and start walking back up the stairs to the circle. I see some cut bushes (cross-section like they were cut right in half vertically to shape the stairs).
I haven't had good luck w/ recall for the last few days. I finally had to shut my door again to keep Meesha Cat from abruptly waking me up & messing up my recall. She's all kinds of needy lately, even w/ Mike. Sorry to disappoint.
I saw a bunch of computers playing minesweeper and Tetris and wanted to play, I played some sort of Tetris fighting game and wanted to play more, I tried to type Tetris in the computer but I kept making typos then I walk away from the computer and shout "This is a dream" and start launching Tetrominoes at people, then I start dancing.
COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM Asleep: 11:30 WBTB: 5:30, 6:30, 7:00 Awake: 7:55 Techs: Autosuggestion, WBTB + MILD NLDs: 0 Lucids: 2 1. I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 and laid down. I didn't notice falling asleep. I'm laying in bed. I see an alarm clock on my nightstand that says it's 7:13. That's weird, because I feel like I just woke up to my 6:30 alarm a few minutes ago. But its happened before where you wake up and feel like you've just blinked and suddenly an hour has passed. So I reach over to grab my phone to turn off my 7:30 alarm. I press the 'home' button on my phone repeatedly but the screen won't turn on. That is weird. I do a nose-plug RC and become lucid. Instantly, I start floating up toward the ceiling! I will myself to stop before I go through the ceiling. While floating, I remember FryingMan's advice to pat down my body. I start at my chest and go down. Then I rub my hands together. The feeling is different than waking life. Very rough, almost like sand paper. Then I will myself to float out of the bedroom and down the hall. There is a bathroom that I float into. Then I turn around and float down the hall some more. Then I wake up. 2. I'm on a bus sitting next to one of my co-workers. I think we are driving back to school/dorms but I'm not sure. I hear two girls in the seats in front of us talking about one of my other co-workers stand-up comedy routine that they are listening to on their phone/ipod. This co-worker doesn't do stand-up IWL but is really funny. At some point, I do a nose-plug RC. I don't know why, I can't remember anything causing me to. I can breathe slightly through plugged nose, but I'm so convinced that I'm awake that I don't believe it. I do the action several more times, struggling harder each time to successfully close off my nostrils. I keep thinking that I'm somehow not pinching my nose all the way shut. But after all that, I can still breathe. I'm becoming VERY suspicious that I'm dreaming. I look at my hands. There's no doubt now. I'm lucid. My hands are mutated and fingers are missing. Just for fun, I see if I can count my fingers. I can; I count 4 on one hand with one finger missing. I remember someone on DV saying that as they counted their fingers, an extra finger would grow. As soon as I thought that, instantly another finger started to grow. Anyways, I look to my left and now I'm sitting next to T instead of my co-worker. We start to kiss and the bus pulls up to wherever we're going. I want to have sex right there, but I guess I'm still a little shy about doing that on a crowded bus. I remember thinking how weirdly quiet/silent it was as we were getting off the bus. As though I would have to consciously put effort into creating the appropriate sounds for this mental model. And I also felt some sort of pain in my mouth that I told myself I would ask about on DV later. As I was walking off the bus, I woke up. I laid completely still as I was exiting the dream and found myself in bed on my side. I didn't move, and after 20 seconds it felt as if my legs had shifted position even though I didn't move them. Then I felt pulsing/vibrating as well as a "rigidity" that I associate with SP. I got freaked out and broke it then did a RC and confirmed I was truly awake. Notes - I was very tired after not getting as much sleep last night due to insomnia. I slept VERY deeply, and didn't wake up till T left for work at 5:30. I went instantly right back to sleep and woke up to my alarm at 6:30. All I did was repeat my MILD mantra, "I want to remember to recognize when I'm dreaming" a few times before falling asleep. That is when I had the 1st lucid. After the 1st one, I repeated the same mantra and visualized the 1st lucid several times. Then went back to sleep and had the 2nd.
Last night bed at 9pm - 4:30am but couldn't fall asleep till well into 11 pm DREAM I'm at work. We need to move boxes and fix things. Director asks me to do stuff so I'm running around with a small black shopping cart, putting boxes in their right places. DREAM YESTERDAY I'm going to school on my bicycle. Ground is covered in deep snow, with tracks left by cars. It's a bit melted and so hard to go through. I see people cutting through a walkway between tall buildings, but I keep going, then turn left to my school. But the road is blocked by police with some K-bars. Now I know why everybody was cutting through the other way. I find a place where I can lift my bike over and I continue. At school, a very common theme is not being able to find my class. I'm wandering the building, up and down the stairs, asking everybody, checking the rooms, but I cant find where they are. It's already into second lesson, and I'm still not in the class.
1. I didn't write my first dream down because I was lazy and knew for sure I wouldn't forget it. I forgot it! Darn it! 2. I was putting something (no idea what) together in the garage and I found the bag that came with it and emptied it on the ground. OMG! There was like a thousand white vinyl screws of all sizes, washers, spacers, little washer looking things with teeth, parts that I never saw IWL. I was trying to sort them and organize them to figure out how to start building whatever it was. 3. I was just watching with no control in this dream and felt helpless. It was very stressful to have no control and understand that. I was watching a man beating up a woman with a small boy about 2 screaming nearby. He punched her straight in the face and she flopped down to the ground knocked out cold. The little boy was laying on her shaking her. Next scene is police the talking to the woman and child and the guy was gone. I heard them tell her there was nothing they could do if she didn't want to press charges. I was watching in disbelief that the woman didn't want to. Next scene is her husband coming home and they start walking up the stair and he grabbed her hair and asked what she told the police, then flung her down the stairs. Yikes! That was very vivid. (I have a feeling this is because I saw that Ray Rice elevator scene replayed on the tv)
Morning of February 21, 2017. Tuesday. Although many of my dreams begin with water induction (which includes water sometimes flowing from a wall or ceiling), I do not bother to include that detail unless atypical or unusual, or in this case, sustained, with no main dream body or waking prompt that I can recall and already in the dream state indicator phase (being in bed). I am in a very relaxed state. Zsuzsanna is sleeping with me to my left. I focus on the wall to my right. It is of a light teal color. I notice that there are “fringes” at three different heights on the wall. I reason that these “fringes” (similar to an association with a hippie fringe jacket) might indicate that the paint is peeling off in an unusual uniform manner. (Still, the bedroom we are in has only a bed. I eventually confirm that water is slowly flowing out from each height of the fringe feature (each of which is horizontal along the entire length of the wall), but not enough to cause actual flooding, only minimal depth on the floor of only about an inch. I try to focus and consider if this is presently because of rain or perhaps some of the pipes leaking. It does not bother me at all; I remain only slightly curious (probably because water induction and reinduction triggers some degree of liminal dream state awareness). A wall is autosymbolism for the division of liminal space, that is, the barrier between the incomplete dream self (the very limited subconscious self, typically rendered in a fictitious scenario and without viable memory from either the unconscious or conscious self) and the conscious self identity. This is a correlation with RAS mediation that otherwise renders a door or doorway as an exit point out of the dream state. I liminally am in control in this case, and I am using water to reinduce and sustain my dream (validated by the waking autosymbolism being to my right). Interestingly though, this dream became literally prescient, when an unexpected storm tore our roof of in November of 2017 and paint actually did peel in an unusual way as here, proof that liminal dream control can correlate with literally prescient threads, which is very unusual to say the least. (In other cases, I mentally paint a wall to initiate dream state reinduction to “freshen” and sustain the dream state. Additionally, although the room was mostly featureless otherwise, it had an atypical feeling of being in our real home. At any rate, this dream is a composite of water reinduction and wall reinduction.) I had thought (for no particular reason) about an unusual model kit I built as a child just prior to this. It was a show car with fringes around the bottom and bullhorns on the front; the AMT “Hero” Lincoln Continental kit. (I had many model kits when growing up.) Last reviewed on Friday, 18 May 2018.
Medium recall night. Glass of champagne right before bed, hindered rather than helped this time. About 8 hours in bed. First couple of wakings had no recall come to mind, later wakings had some I think delayed recall. Early recall has faded, didn't record during the night. + driving school with mom and dad there's a small traffic jam and the other guy honks at us but we're waiting for a particular spot, dad is driving and shoots forward over the curb into the parking space which is delineated by think green pain on the asphalt. We pull in to the space which is right in front of the driving school. Mom gets out and goes up the ramp into the place, I come too, I notice lemon trees [emerging DS], the driving instructor is inside standing at a counter, and I'm thinking how did my mom manage to live so long without learning how to drive? + in friend's [FALSE] house's kitchen, bathroom, mopping up the juice spill on the table and squeezing it back out, walking through the house with the daughter of the family + [vivid, present] examining the color on the driveway: gray, green, and grey-on-green: in the grey-on-green, is the green really there or is it a reflection from the fully green section or even from the green grass down by the curb? + [short] I see a picture of my bro-in-law on a sailing trip in a sailing boat, then riding on a rapids river with his daughter (my niece), "parked" in the middle of the river for a while + visiting a family and an older daughter and I go off to find a place to read, I have a book and she's holding on to me and I'm going to read to her, I see a spot on the floor against a couch and sit there and I'm flipping forwards and backwards through the book I know exactly what I want to read to her but I can't find it now in the book. + [short] at a fancy bar, slightly floating above it, watching while the wait staff are placing a bottle of beer at every place with a chair + [short] at a pool, it's not open yet, some women say "OH, hurry it's opening get our spots" I'm standing by a fence watching some girls in swim suits lounging near the pool.
I'm in my brother's old room. My brother is in the backyard with three women about to have sex. My mom is hanging from the roof and throwing rice on them. I start to question reality. This can't be real. I focus on my state and what I feel. Slowly I start to feel my real body and I stop there, don't want to wake up. My brother is no longer outside, but one of the girls is. She has long blond hair and nice curves. She wants to talk to me and attempts to write something on the glass with her finger. I know it's not going to work and she realizes it too. I quickly get to the backdoor and let her in. Her body is no longer as curvy, sad day. "Having sex would wake me up. Lets not wake up immediately." I think. And so we talk. She's energetic and likes me. We talk about music and dancing. We go to my room and I ask her to phase her hand through a lamp that I summoned out of thin air. She acts like she's doing it, but she really isn't. I show her how. With a little effort, I manage to phase my hand through the lampshade made of glass. I think my hand fused with the glass as it went through. I feel the glass squeezing my arm. We listen to music and I try to show her how I dance, but I struggle with it. Why is dancing so hard in dreams for me? After that I go to bed and ask her to join. Her body is pressed against mine and it's like lava. Not literally, but her warmth is intense. Shortly after I wake up, you can guess why.
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