2/7/16 Fragment: I was at a school play of some kind. Dream 1: I was at my uncle and cousin's house, we were discussing the merits of the word retard. My other cousin was being a stereotypical SJW contrarian :p.
1/7/16 Dream 1: I was playing Dota and the enemy teams' sand king and enigma caught us out with their ults. I was playing juggernaut however and ended up beating them. There was also a Tiny I think. Fragment: I was in a factory of some kind. Dream 2: I saved a unicorn of some kind and then it taught me some magic as thanks. Dream 3: My brother and I were having a simultaneous wedding to Dora and Elsa. It was at some semblance of my cousins house and there was a big party afterwards. My cousin talked about the evils of brushing teeth or something and I gave a big speech.
30/6/16 Dream 1: I was taking a maths test at uni and there was a trick question. I pointed it out to the teacher and after a while he relented and we had a bit of a giggle about he had tried to trick everyone. Dream 2: I was in a car where alestorm was playing over the radio. An Asian guy was explaining something and then sparks shot against my window and almost shocked me. Dream 3: I was fighting against some giant global dictatorship, part of some sort of rebel group. I fly in a plane with about 10 other rebels towards the capital, narrowly avoiding being detected. When we arrived there we had lost a couple of men but we still tried to execute the plan. A few guys sacrificed themselves to distract the officials while I freed some of the Olympian gods. I got them into my plane but discovered I was now being chased. We managed to get flying and just escape, travelling through a portal just before we were attacked. I dropped off the gods in a mount Olympus like place and the flew back to rescue my friends. I managed to infiltrate the prison and pretended to work there to free my friends, but I think one of the guards suspected me of being who I was.
DJ Coding reading code graphics system connecting points in the code automatically wondering how I'd do that, manager says so it'll be ready tomorrow I think there's no way. I see the code clearly, and the way in which the existing system automatically can detect patterns and highlight them. Sitting on floor with me legs out in front of me, JeTo (wife of PT) is near, were on intimate terms. I pull her to me so that she will sit facing me straddling me. She resists a bit initially or is a bit slow in complying but then she does what I want. I/we hear a noise upstairs and I/we think it's her husband, and I'm concerned about being discovered so we stop. I'm with SuHa(grad school) in a room (on a bed)? I'm get behind her lean over her our faces are close together her face is really close to mine, but I know she has a daughter. She says that she has a ... And her daughter comes in and starts asking me questions. SH brings out a small pumpkin/squash from a closet and I make a joke by saying "Oh my Gourd!" but they don't respond to it Grad school, talking about my thesis prof H. I'm counting the years to determine when I was there, I see ex-gf SB's eye up close, she? says how eyes and hair get grey with age. In some barracks/dorm, lying on bench near girl, someone takes the bed? Leave and come back and I present my number to the guard, I'm speaking it but he has trouble understanding so I hold up the id tag for him to read, it's wrapped around my finger. Melting the unwanted/troublesome ice in the closets/freezer on the outside landing. with a stream of chemicals from a pistol hose, I see a piece of the fence has fallen down (the left part), I'm concerned about falling there, I see the fallen fence about 6 feet below on the ground. Sitting at desk at work gf comes by I'm putting on headphones, selecting a cassette tape and putting it into a player to listen to sad music, she is very melancholy I pull my left leg out from under the table then I pull out my right leg and offer her my lap to sit in, I take off the headphones and I'm a bit surprised to hear the sound of the song also coming from the cassette player, I press stop on the layer. She sits on my lap with her legs to the left and I pull her close, I reach my left hand around her right shoulder to her right shoulder blade and hold in there in a comforting manner. I'm a bit concerned about colleagues coming by and seeing us in this position [DREAM SIGN]. We put our heads together and I'm lightly kissing or trying to her face through her hair, and I want to ask if she regrets her decision of a bf (me) but I don't get any words out. I'm m reading through a magazine and come to the middle part which is a big multi paged ad for (cars?) that keeps gong on and on page after page, I'm amazed at the length of this centra ad section, it is telling some story about guys on an airplane? The colors are very dark, dark leather furniture with black walls. I flip to the end of the magazine to find where the ad ends, and see story of a guy who chokes others, it pages become a video and a guy is choking another guy and running his fingers down the lying guys raised abdominal muscles.
29/6/16 Dream 1: I was at a university open day having a tour. Dream 2: I was in a sort of maze challenge where my dad was nearby watching me. Dream 3: I was involved in a running race near my grandpa's house. There was a small oval track in a little park near his house and I arrived early to limber up and get ready, dressed in blue running gear. Dream 4: I was eating noodles with a special kind of soy sauce, then I went outside to join a bunch of random people doing leg exercises. Dream 5: There was a huge wrestling event with people singing songs and f16 jets flying overhead. I was part of a match against an evil guy with tentacles who floated with Miranda Kerr and another woman either side.
I was in a living room with my older and younger sister. We were copying music files from a cd and listening to them on sister's laptop. We were quite curious about this music. Then we went with rest of the family to our fields to do something. It was a cold, overcast day. When we have finished, we went back to house. Later that night I turned on the tv and on all stations there was an interview with porn actress about the industry and if she actually likes that job. She had long, pale brown curly hair and was slim. She was wearing a red dress. I decided to check a movie with her, turned on my laptop and started searching, but when I actually found a movie I was looking for, I heard sister coming and turned it down. I checked the clock - it was 2:30 am. I decided to quickly grab some clothes and take a shower. I went through kitchen and noticed people talking with parents, there was my brother who told us about haunted building in our town. Next day we took car and with brother drove to check that haunted building. It was a ruined, two storey building. It's front wall completely gone. We left the car and talked about rumors of this building being haunted. I leaned to the left and behind a pillar saw a man in suit, a completely black shade. I leaned a few times and saw the shade in an office, then looking through a window. I told them about that change when leaning in and out, then leaned again and saw the ghost leaning out to see me. This scared me and I told them about that. Brother only said "They're not bandits out other criminals. They're ghosts, and they know you can't do anything to them."
I don't recall any of my surroundings. I have a splinter in one of the fingers on my left hand and I'm vaguely aware that I am dreaming, though not fully. I use my thumb and index finger to squeeze the skin on the finger of my left hand, to get the splinter to come out far enough for me to pull it out. Something black starts popping out of it. It's the head of a cat. I let go so I can hold onto the cat and pull it out, but it sinks back in again before I can grab a hold of it. I repeat the squueze, this time holding on longer so that the cat will come out farther. I start to become more aware of this being a dream, but just at that moment I wake up because of a dog barking. Often when I wake up like this from a lucid, the thing that woke me up was not really there in reality. This time, it was real. I could put up a post on the rant forum about how much I hate my neighbour's dog -_-
I had to call an ambulance - there was a reason I had to get to hospital, something to do with a child but I can't remember exactly why - I was told to pretend that I had pericarditis. I phoned for the ambulance service and felt very guilty lying saying I had chest pain and tried to explain that it wasn't really that bad. I was in a hall with other people waiting for ambulances. There was an old woman who was obviously in charge of the area. She asked us how we would go about talking to someone to make them calmer, we didn't take it seriously. An ambulance crew turned up and I asked them if they were going London way, they didn't hear me and walked off too fast for me to catch them. I gave up at that point and walked out. Then I was outside high up trying to climb onto a crane. I remembered watching a film about people who climbed cranes and they weren't afraid but I was petrified and climbed out onto the main frame. Someone told me that it wasn't safe and there was a structual fault witht the crane. Then I was back inside and a woman walked past with her family. She was a crane driver, I was explaining that it was actually a similation of driving a crane, she told me about the compensation she got for different illnesses. I was lying in a field a man walked over with 2 young dogs that were playing boisterously with each other. I called one over and it lay beside me.
There was more before this point, but I only have a vague idea what it entailed. Anyway. When it picks up I'm sitting in a dark gray van, right behind the driver's seat. The doors are all open. I have a friend who adores me, but has just left. Because she loves me her family adopts me. It is strange and touching, to have people I just met call me 'sister' like I've always been around. I have been stood up by a man I care about and I'm wallowing a little. One of her brothers ducks into the front passenger seat. He's wearing a blue-gray t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off. He's very pale with ice blue eyes and blond hair. He looks familiar and in retrospect he reminds me of the DC with pale green eyes from the Quelling dream. He asks me what's wrong and I don't feel like I can tell him, since I hardly know him but it's clear that I'm sad. He leans over, resting one knee on the seat and lifts my chin with one cool hand. Whereas before, the dream felt slightly third person, for this moment I am fully myself, such that I can feel the texture and weight of his fingers.This is a gesture of brotherly kindness. He smiles at me and says "It's alright, sister. Everything will be okay. You'll see." And just like that, I feel better. This is nothing like the weight that lifted off me in similar dreams but it always amazes me when my subconscious is kind and offers comfort instead of horror. We all pile into the van, and the kind brother offers to take us out and says he knows the perfect place. My friend seems a little doubtful and cautions me about her brother's choices, saying that he is a little off kilter and we may not enjoy the place. Sure enough, we drive past outrageous night clubs obsessed with aesthetic, one place had a ring of billowing, multi-colored clouds around the sign. It was pretty but excessive and seemed like we would enjoy it if we were drunk or drugged. We get out at an old house that has become a tourist attraction. I become lucid with my friend as we walk through the front door. We exclaim about how we knew what the tile would look like before we even entered because the outside was so familiar. It was white with a blue design, but where the tile met the walls, the design was edged in black. It's hard to describe. We are allowed to wander around, so I go outside into a little courtyard. In the dirt are pretty stones, I call them geodes, but the outsides of them are polished gemstones, while the insides are the typical sharp crystal. They are beautiful, emerald green and ruby red, the insides are pale blue. I take pictures with my phone knowing my friend will want to see them.
I remembered this dream when I woke up at 3 am for my shift, but didn't write it down. Later, I couldn't remember what it was about, until now at 7 pm someone on TV mentioned Istanbul. I just moved into an apartment complex near the bridge in Istanbul. I think it was that huge bridge over Bosporus connecting European part of Istanbul with Asian part. I was thinking about this bridge and the cityl just last few days. How much I liked Istanbul and how much fun it would have been to walk across that bridge on foot, like I did with Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco. I started walking from my apartment on a sidewalk, with buildings on my left, and some concrete channel, or freeway on my right. There were some huge channels coming out of the buildings. Like end of a gutter, or place where water runs through. Water was very low, it barely made the ground wet, but moss was growing there and I was worried if I slip or get my shoes wet. And thinking what is the purpose of those channels, intercepting the sidewalk. They were so out of place. I came to the beginning of the bridge and I realized I have walked too far. Somehow I missed the turnoff I was supposed to make. I see a map on the wall but I can't really make sense of it. I'm thinking that's ok, I'll just walk up the stairs to a tourist center and buy a map of the place. Then I realized I don't have any money on me, maybe just enough for a bus ride home. So I was gonna borrow some money from my aunt Julie who strangely worked there. I have one more dream, but sadly nothing on TV today jogged my memory, haha. I just had a emergen-C drink with 3 mgs of melatonin. I already took it once before bed time and I remember sleeping well but no recall.
Used the WBTB method & had many non lucid dreams & one that was really starting to be lucid but they were too intricate to write & remember with my pain level being so high & my notes look like a drunk person wrote them. What I thought was a zit in my nose is actually an ingrown hair so now not only do I have pain I have a hole in the inside of my nose from it draining. I slept all day just to wake up repeatedly to take meds. Making myself eat but all I really want to do is go back to sleep. I'm frustrated. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
It's taken some time to get over my fear of sleep paralysis, and to go with it. Now that I've woken up from my nap, and started researching, I realize I could have gotten here a lot sooner! This is my first account of purposely submitting to my sleep paralysis. I felt my sleep paralysis start coming on while taking a light nap on the couch, in my living room. I made sure to tell myself to relax. As I did, I got a brain zapping, whooshing sensation and sound, which was something different for me right off the bat. I drifted back to sleep a couple of times and kept returning to my sleep paralysis state. Each time, I would tell myself to relax, and by the second or third time, I simply heard myself saying "relax" through my ears instead of actually thinking it. The next thing I know I am up, I think I was turning the volume down on the computer, and heading to the kitchen to grab some caffeine. My normal wake-up routine. But I remember thinking to myself how wonderful I felt. I wondered if this was a dream. In my semi-lucid dreams I can usually get to the flying point, so at this point I tried to jump twice to see if I would go airborne. (I guess I've been playing too much Minecraft...) I stumbled backwards into the stove a little, and realized I must be awake, I was not going to fly today. I let the dog outside... noticed I had new neighbors who had new dogs, but it was raining, so I decided I would wait until tomorrow to meet them. At this point I must have drifted into a deeper consciousness... or awoke, I don't remember. And while this is the most mundane dream ever recorded in human history, it is a huge leap for me. SP really is a doorway to lucid dreaming, and now that I experienced this, I can start honing in on it and having a lot more fun! As a side note, it is not raining out today, and my same old neighbor is there with the same old dogs...
Ok, thought I might as well start one of these since after a few weeks of trying I finally lucid-dreamed again. The first one wasn't very long - i was dreaming about celebrating Christmas with my family, and suddenly thought 'Wait, it's July, isn't it?' Did a nose-pinch reality check and... figured out I was dreaming. I was worried about waking up so tried grounding myself by rubbing my hands together and running them over my hair to feel the texture of it, which seemed to work okay. I decided to go outside and maybe try flying, but when I opened the door everything outside was pitch dark. I was trying to figure out how to approach that when... my alarm went off and woke me up. I took a nap a couple of hours later though and was able to drop back into a lucid dream almost right away - counted my fingers as a reality check and I had six on both hands. This time, for reasons I'm not really clear on, I decided to try walking through a mirror and seeing what happened... I ended up in a weird videogame landscape, which was kind of fun, but I had very little control over what was going on even though I remained lucid. Still though, two LDs in one day isn't bad after weeks of trying with no results so I'm pretty happy about that.
In which there is a rat snake in my garden... I ride my bicycle up into my driveway to find a circus trailer parked under the large pecan tree in my front yard. I walk around to the front of the trailer and see a fat bald man sitting in speedos juggling ceramic whiskey jugs. As they fly in the air in a circle around his torso, a snake's head peeps out of each jug. A very tiny woman dressed in a pink ballerina costume spins on her toes next to him, her arms arched above her head. What's going on? I ask the man. Juggling, he answers. What are you juggling? I ask. Juggling jugs, he answers. Why are there snakes in your jugs? I ask, starting to get annoyed with him. Because they're enchanted, he answers. I'm exasperated at this point. None of this makes any damn sense. What the hell are you doing in my front lawn? I ask. He stops juggling. He lets the jugs fall to the ground where they break. Dozens of small rat snakes slither from the broken ceramic pieces and scatter about my front garden. The fat man and the tiny ballerina pack up their trailer and leave. I stand outside for a moment and watch the snakes, then I realize they must be babies. There is probably a mother snake somewhere nearby. Suddenly I see a thick rat snake slowly slithering up the middle path of my front bed. She has her head lifted as if she is ready to strike, and she flicks her tongue at me. She's long enough that she could strike me in one rapid flash. I slowly back up my front porch steps and open the door without taking my eyes off her, then I hurriedly let myself into my living room and shut the door behind me. Even though she's just a rat snake, I don't want to feel the force of her bite. She's huge and terrifying. I stand at my front window and look out at her in the garden. Her eyes glow red as she stares at me. I've never seen a rat snake behave this way. Then she slides over to my house and starts zigzaging her way vertically up the tiles towards my roof. She finds a small hole near the eave of the patio cover and flattens herself so that she enters my attic. Oh! I think. Fantastic! She'll eat those damn squirrels!
Updated 07-06-2016 at 02:59 PM by 38879
In which I stomp across a farting bean field in the nextdoor neighbor's backyard... I jump the fence into my neighbors' backyard and am surprised that I land in shallow water. They have converted their entire yard into a rice paddy. Instead of green plants protruding to the surface, there is a layer of dried white rice carpeting the ground beneath the water. As I slosh through the field, hard rice sticks to my feet. I look for a path to their backdoor that will cause the least damage to their crops. About halfway through their yard, I notice that I'm now walking over dried black beans also submerged in water. With each step, gas bubbles rise up to the surface and then float up into the air where they pop with a loud toot. They stink like farts. This is hilarious to me, and I start sloshing through the been field tooting up a smelly ruckus while singing, Beans, beans, the perfect fruit, the more I stomp, the more they toot! My neighbor steps outside. What are you doing? I freeze. I look at her. I lift one foot into the air, then stomp it down hard through the water to smush a bean beneath. A single bubble rises to the surface then pops in the air, releasing a green smelly gas. I giggle. Get it? I say, They're beans! And they cause farts! I laugh hysterically, out loud with my mouth open. My neighbor just stares at me. She has a butterfly tattooed across her face, its wings spread open across her eyes as if it were a party mask. Is that a real tattoo? I ask her. I can't believe she'd tattoo her face permanently. I look away, pretty convinced that when I look back at her, her face will be different. I just barely perceive some feeling that somehow, the appearance of things can be changed if I just will it to be that way. I can't quite remember why this might be true, but I'm pretty sure I can do it. I stare at my feet through the water and think really hard about her face being different when I look back. But when I look back at her, no; there is still a butterfly tattooed across her face. It's real. Do you like it? The work is undeniably beautiful, but I can't get over the fact that there will now be a giant butterfly across her face forever. I try to get used to the idea. Face tattoos are all the rage in Ohio, she says.
Updated 07-05-2016 at 07:35 PM by 38879
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