14th February 2021 Dream: (Long-ish. Recall broken up a bit.) Some bit in my home town. It seems dark but it's kind of day time, it's not just cloudy, because there's still colour saturation even in the dark. I walk around a corner of a modified version of where the primary school I went to is. There's something about this dream segment that has some consistency with previous dreams around this area. The buildings' height seems slightly exaggerated. The school itself has the main building in a different place, it's where the gate should be. There are some people I sort of bump into and talk with, I forget who. We are on the pavement by the main road that passes here, in front of the police station and where my cousin used to live. (Another bit, don't recall surroundings) There's some kind of wooden cabinet, not unlike the one we have here at home but smaller? Lighter wood stain. I'm trying to climb it. It has a hole of some sort on an inner side panel up top in the middle. Somehow, this is the entrance into a building. I've been there previously in the dream but recall is lost. The centres of mass in play mean that I can't balance myself properly to climb up. I remember I ask someone for help, someone I knew from school comes by, C? (gap) There's something about a vacuum and my eldest sibling. A car parking lot? Sort of hilly. Then, I'm in some kind of complex. It's got a high tech but magical feel. Purple and deep blue hues, with light blue highlights. Light seems neutral otherwise. Crystal walls or something. I am with other people, forget who, but one I think is a dream character and is guiding the way. Then a room with a crystal bridge or something. I think I cross it. Then I'm in a more normal looking basement. There are more people here, some possibly from my family. Some are just pure dream characters. (gap) I'm at a table in this basement with some other people, or perhaps I'm just a presence. A guy is having a happy conversation, with the air. And someone at the table starts to think this is odd. Then I see through his eyes and see he's talking to a ghostly woman. (rest of recall too vague to put into words) Notes: - Lately I've been playing a game where a character keeps seeing his dead girl-friend. That last bit from the dream seemed to be a related intrusion from that context. - The crystal place had a certain familiar feel, but I can't quite place it. On introspection, it only seems to be related to a general feeling of certain archetypical locations from several media (primarily animated films, games).
- I was watching a League of Legends match, but instead of the usual map, it was a piece of a world map showing land a lot of ocean. Weird. - We were going on a field trip with my college classmates. The research site was really damp and a storm was on the way so we took refuge in town. After doing some shopping and get something to eat we found an abandoned house with a sealed door. We use the rails nearby to send a train flying through the door (yeah). Inside it looks like a normal house but we know it's the hideout of a dangerous band of criminals. After some action we manage to escape. - I'm riding my bike on my way home. It is nightime, apparently past midnight. I take a turn into a deserted street and i'm able to look at the sky. There were 4 moons! I realised that was strange (yay for awareness practice!) but i got distracted by the dream and continued my way. After a while it starts to get clear, and a bunch of drunk people are following the same path as me. I arrive at a station, i meet a lot of people i don't see anymore, and i even fight a (really dumb) thief. These dreams were really vivid and long, so i'm happy my recall got better and this was the second time i remember noticing something strange while non-lucid. Lucid dreaming i'm almost there!
These are some quick recaps, mainly for my records but anyone is welcome to read. LD on 3/22 was interesting in that it was in one of those late dreams where my awareness usually starts to dip again and it did feel like one of those dreams but I managed to become lucid. The next two LDs were interesting in that they both had to do with my path/orientation in the dream and that they were recognizable as dream scenarios (general dream signs). I attribute this to my awareness work where I retrace my steps during the day with a view from the outside of myself and then from within where I am self aware in a more recent tweak to my perspective that involves noticing something you don't normally notice like the way that you normally don't see your nose (it blends into your view but is visible if you look for it) and to my review of specific and general dream signs. I feel like there is a shift in the way that I am becoming lucid lately. I am hopeful that it is becoming more natural and/or that I am solidifying neural pathways to easier lucidity (neuroplasticity I am hoping). I guess we will see. It also seems like I am having more awareness in dreams where I don't quite become lucid. I am recognizing DC's of people I know or knew IWL that I never think about and perhaps were always there but just didn't have the awareness to make the connection?? I don't know. Quick Takes: 3/22 DILD: in an American style football game I played the first 3 downs in the quarterback position starting from the 20 yard line and there was a dirty play against me in the last down that made me realize that this was a dream and how I was just in bed trying to WILD. I thought it would be fun to throw off the helmet of the dirty player and start whacking him and did. After a number of whacks I am just laying on the playing field feeling tired and from there I faded back to bed. 123 3/23 DILD: I am looking for this woman I saw earlier and make my way outside and I notice that I lost my way and the path looks quite different from before and I am not progressing forward normally/~slow motion. I realize that I am dreaming and realize that I can just fly out of here but the dream still wants some control and I start flying backwards and just go with it and it allows me to start flying normally again up and away but then again the dream wants control and leaves me drifting towards space but I am not worried, I have been there and love it and it stops again and I end up on a very tall building. I think about jumping but I am wondering if that might send me into the void so I look at the building next to me and decide to do some Spiderman swings upwards and over to various buildings with what seems more like rope than web. I feel like a child again. I fly some more before what I assume was an FA. 124 3/25 DILD: I am on a porch talking to an old co-worker (N) and we see a group of guys go by and one of them looks like Tom Petty but then it is as if we just saw that on a tv screen or something and I ask something like "since when is Tom Petty on that show?" She said "Oh you didn't know" and I figured out we were talking about 2 different shows and the one she mentioned was a reality show involving fighting. I get the idea that the fighters in the show are coming for me and it is time to get out of there. Now no one is around and the area looks a little different like I don't know my way and all of this feels like a dream scenario, okay yes well I can just fly out of this confusion so I do and the flight serves as my RC. I fly down and around looking for the fighters planning on showing them a thing or two before either losing lucidity, waking up, maybe had an FA on this one as well. 125
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Date: 31/08/11 Time: - Memory Clarity: 4/10 -I was in some kind of generic area, and I was the apprentice of Durzo Blint, legendary assassin from the 'Night Angel' trilogy. A female character (possibly another character from the books) attacked me, and I had to defend myself. At first it seemed hopeless, as she was a tough fighter, but then I remembered/realised that I was Durzo's apprentice and therefore extremely well-trained. I fought back better then, however still suffered some deep cuts in my hands. Someone else intervened and decapitated the aggressing female. It was cool to be fighting in a dream, and I noticed that I felt no pain, more of a shock when my hands were cut. -I'm in the wings of a hall, where a presentation is underway. With me was a man who seemed to be a school principal/general authority figure, and he was using his finger to scrape a greasy resin off of a radiator and sniffing it desperately, like an alcoholic scouring the dregs of his long-gone drink. I don't know what to make of this fragment, quite bizarre, really. -I'm at a school similar to a school where I go to take certain classes. I'm either with, or am watching some people, as they greet another boy whom I recognise as some kind of acquaintance, e.g. from my soccer team or something along those lines. He is tallish, pale, with white blond curly hair. His name was mentioned but I can't remember it. Nothing too interesting here, although worth mentioning in that I had previously seen someone similar to that description in real life, walking down the street. -I'm on a baseball pitch, on the fielding team. The people playing are mostly random, but some I recognised from my soccer team, including the coach's assistant, who was a coach in the dream. Not knowing much about how to field in baseball, I take whatever position seems empty - to the right of the shortstop. However, my team-mates tell me to go and stand in left outfield, near 3rd base and I do so. A fairly average game of baseball ensues, except that the ball is a large, unwieldy, misshapen hunk of leather. Baseball, fuelled by the lack of baseball know-how only an Australian could have... -I'm lucid, however my surroundings are very unclear and are comprised of dark, multi-coloured, fuzzy shapes. I attempt to clear up the dream, saying things along the lines of 'Clearer!', and it works slightly, increasing the 'resolution' of the shapes so that they are well-defined, but the surroundings remain just as nonsensical. In my frustration, the dream dissolves. This one annoyed me, but interestingly enough, it was a well-performed WILD, which I'd never done before. Just lying there and descending into the dream while maintaining my awareness. If anything, this gives me hope for repeated instances.
Making Love I was making love to a gorgeous woman, but she wanted to stop. Then I was in a high-school setting. (In waking life I am in trucking school). I wanted to get out of there so bad, so I left about three and a half hours early. I was afraid at first, but later it seemed I wasn't going to get in any trouble. -- Delivering Nothing I was delivering something in a ridiculous personal vehicle. It was like a go-cart or something. I was driving on the highway and I was the only person on the road. I got off at an exit, looked back, and noticed I left the trailer at home. I was going to have to go back home to get the trailer, but instead I ended up in line at a strange machine. I needed a ticket or something. I put in 2 quarters and got a card with two rows of mirrors, one red card with information of some sort, and two halves of a red card, but they weren't ripped. I didn't understand what I was supposed to have or what help any of this stuff offered, and the tickets I got seemed so random, I decided to pay another quarter to see what I would get. I never put in the quarters though. Instead, I dream-skipped into a room with some acquaintances from high-school. I told them I had seen R.B.--someone we went to school with. One of the people asked, "Where does he work now?" I told him I didn't know, or that I didn't ask. The guy rolled his eyes at me as if to say, "You talked to him, but you can't answer the most basic question about what he's doing?!" I explained to him that R.B. and I never hung out in school. We weren't friends, but I had talked to him, so if you want to "go" (fight), we can go right now. I walked up on him and he was a foot taller than I was. I wasn't scared at all, but I said that since that would be immature, than just understand that I didn't know where R.B. worked, so just leave it at that. As an aside, there were two cute girls there. I got a good look at the blonde. She was nice to look at. I then walked over to a cubby hole and found some information I had lost. There were pads with drawings on them and a bunch of other written journals and stuff. It was all very familiar, and I was glad that I had found them. In waking life, I don't have the stuff. I guess it was a false memory. I collected all the material into my arms and that dream ended.
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