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    1. Flight of the Concerned Student

      by , 07-09-2019 at 11:46 PM
      I'm on campus talking with some friends on the first day of classes. I'm waiting outside a classroom they they all have their next class in, but I realize I don't. When the class gets out early, I run up the stairs to the front doors. I almost run into a girl, however, and spin around to avoid the collision. I say sorry before trying to get back to the doors but I feel really dizzy from spinning around. I manage to get outside and I feel better as I run across the open area. I get inside another building where my class is at and arrive in the classroom before it begins. It's an odd shaped room that seems too small to fit everyone in. When the professor comes in, we are suddenly all at desks in a normal room, however. She starts out speaking with a voice assist like smokers would use and it makes her hard to understand. I consider dropping the class and taking it next semester, but her voice gets better and I'm enjoying the material so I stay.
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    2. In Media Res

      by , 12-03-2018 at 04:58 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      Itís sometimes disappointing to wake up with only fragmented memories of dreamsóbut sometimes, trying to image what the context might have been is almost worth it.

      In the beginning of the dream, Iím walking into a building. Many people are already thereóit seems like some event is taking place, possibly multiple events. A couple men are entering at the same time as I am. One of them seems to be able to see meóalthough he doesnít say anything to meóand the other doesnít. Iím keeping track of the people who are able to see me since Iím really not supposed to be here, and Iím trying to keep a low profile.

      The space Iím entering is basically a circular building with a separate central area, although the specifics kept changing throughout the dream. The first area I walk through, going clockwise, seems to be a restaurant. I pass people sitting at tables, including one thatís occupied by dreadlocked guys dressed in Jamaican colors who seem to be having a lot of fun.

      [Note: today, the day after the dream, I was given a story to work on about reggae becoming a UNESCO intangible cultural heritageóso maybe thatís what they were so happy about.]

      There was a lot that happened after that, most of which I canít remember very clearly. But, towards the end, the space was like an auditorium, with a lecture area in the center and areas for students to sit all around it and higher up. I had put the table I had surreptitiously borrowed from Nancy Pelosi among the tables in the student area while I went and did some other stuff, but in the meantime, students had come in, including my friend Dirk. And somebody, noticing that the table is more wheelchair-friendly than the standard tables there, which have metal bars crisscrossed underneath them, has set him up with it.

      Now, I had totally been intending to give Nancy Pelosi her table back. Itís what I came back here to do. But Dirk is clearly getting some good out of it. Also, Nancy Pelosi was more of a jerk than I had expected. I figure she can just buy a new table or something.

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    3. Talking to my Brother

      by , 09-05-2018 at 08:21 PM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I appear to be coming outside from school and I became lucid. I look around it was bright sunny out and decided to explore. For some reason I felt like this was my old middle school and I roam around climbing on top of the building and being on the roof. I had a desire to find my brother in this dream so I begin to look for him. I then notice while on the roof that he was on the far right building across from me.

      I jump from the roof with the attempt to fly to him. But it didn't happen, instead I landed on the ground hard but I wasn't hurt. I then see my brother on ground and we begin walking while talking. We started to walk to this big house that look fairly expensive. I saw his friends come from inside it and walk passed us. I waved my hand at them as my brother and I enter the place.

      We walk all around the area talking about all sorts of stuff like tv shows we use to watch and how some of his roommates rooms were a messed or what they didn't like to do in the morning. We then soon made it to the balcony and I could tell my time was running low. I turn around and look at him and said I have a question for you. I slide open the door so we could stand outside as it was night now. I look at him and said are you my brother from the future, the person I met when I was 14.

      He tells me no and we both talk about his life while laughing about some of the stuff he has done. I wake up shortly after.
    4. Academic Weirdness

      by , 06-01-2018 at 02:40 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      I am in a small classroom in a university, but itís not lecture Iím attending here: itís a theatrical performance.

      There are about a dozen of us in the audience, as well as three dogs, two of them large ones, which is almost enough to make the room crowded. Both the main actors are here already too, in the front of the room. It seems theyíre performing ďFaustĒ- or something Faust-ish, at any rate. Both the main characters are being played by women, the title role by HťlŤne Grimaud, although itís not clear whether itís actually the pianist or just a well-known actress who happens to have that name.

      Thereís also a woman in the back who seems to be involved in some official capacity. Sheís the one responsible for checking ticketsóat least theoretically. Iím hoping that remains theoretical since I donít actually have a ticket. The prevailing system here seems to work like train tickets, where the ticket is good for a certain range of dates. While I do have one on hand, itís good for three weeks in November, and itís still October now.

      She begins by giving a short speech, which she records using a small camera. Predictably, the smaller dog, which is hers, sticks its face directly in it at one point. Things come to a halt for a bit as the audience makes a fuss over all the dogs and encourages her to get them on film. But eventually, the performance itself gets underway.

      For a while, itís just the two leads talking, but very clever dialogue. At one point, the Mephistopheles(-ish) character begins asking for members of the audience to volunteer. And, as people begin to get more comfortable, they begin to participate more. Soonówhat with the intimate space and the lack of separation between us and the performersó itís as if weíre a part of the performance rather than just observing it.

      I look out the (partially frosted glass?) wall at a man walking byóhe probably thinks this is a rather odd lesson, given that itís probably not obvious at first glance that itís a performance. But actually, he seems to be part of the performance as well. He enters the room, placing some notes and a glass with some white wine in it on a lectern, and beings to talk about philosophy.

      One of the audience members comments on the wineglass. The newcomer enters into a hilarious dialogue with them, still in a philosophical vein, all in a complete deadpan. I recall him claiming that he wasnít the same person he was a couple of drinks ago. Another half-dozen people seem to have joined the audience at some point, which is more than enough to make the room crowded. At some point, I wake up.

      After writing everything down, I fall asleep again and find myself in a continuation of the dream. I seem to have watched the rest of the performance, as well as the lecture taking place in the room afterwardsóapparently a Marxist interpretation of diabetes, which Iíve stayed to listen to out of a combination of morbid curiosity and a lack of anywhere better to be. But I have a class I need to get to soon, and I want to get some coffee first, so I gather my stuff together and cut out early.

      Once outside, it occurs to me that I donít actually know where this class is going to be held. I find my notebook in my messenger bag and look through it, but it only looks like Iíve got last semesterís schedule written hereónot this oneís. But I do recall receiving an email from somebody mentioning the classís location, so I can check on thatóbut it will have to be on my laptop, since I canít access that particular account on my phone.

      My room isnít far from hereóitís in a large building just down the street. I enter and make my way up to my room. Itís a tiny room, and unlike anywhere Iíve actually lived, but it all seems familiar and somehow pleasant. I put what seems to be my cast-iron shrine teapot on a hotplate on the top of a small, precarious-looking shelf to one side of my desk to boil water for coffee and sit down to find the email.

      According to the email, the class is taking place at St. Johnís Observatoryóso not on campus, then, since I would have seen it if it were. I pull up a map website to find out where it is. To my own amusement, I initially mistype "Kassel"óthe place I have apparently decided I amóas "Kessel" (kettle, that is).

      Based on the pictures my search has turned up, the place Iím going to is a greenhouse as well as an observatory: itís a small building with mostly glass walls, through which greenery can be seen. Iím not sure where it is relative to me just yet, though, and itís now 17:00, when the class was supposed to begin. Maybe that wonít matter so much on the first day? But then it occurs to me: Iím in Germany. Akademisches Viertel. That means I still have time to get there.
    5. Raging in the classroom

      by , 09-30-2017 at 08:17 PM (Break the code, break the node)
      I was in a classroom, a large one actually, the half of it was actually empty ,we sat on the front end , where the door was . The teacher was that old guy from my school , he teached physics back then , he was a cool guy.
      And some classmates was screwing with him ,all of em looked like poor low class people, simple streefolks.
      I wasnt paying too much attention to that. But then I just lost my pasta', I stood up and started to throw chairs and what else, screaming "die , all of you , you damn peasants, swaggers , sh******s, just dieeeee----"then i woke up cuz i knew somehow that im dreaming and was afraid that i may have been screaming in real life.

      It felt good , with the last scream I started to release the anger, was like a very dense fluid going out from all the recesses of my body with very high pressure. It was amazing, but I ended it abruptly , unfortunately.
    6. The Hallway with a CPU DILD

      by , 01-19-2017 at 08:57 AM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I'm walking down a hallway which appears to be in a school. As I'm doing so I am listening to music with red ear buds. On the left side of the hallway I can see a door open and figure I'd check it out. I enter inside for a brief moment and could see a few students sitting at their desk. There were 3 teachers, one scribbiling something on the board and the other observing the outside. While the last teacher is instructing the students on what's their next assignment. Seem mundane enough so I walk out and decided to explore the hallway one more time.

      As I am back outside the hallway I feel this strange sensation. Things seem to be getting alot more vivid. Not long after this I became lucid with the understanding that the hallway mimic my middle school design. I could see a computer and a chair at the end of the hallway. I took a seat and began surfing to see what a dream world computer may consist of. However my focus was shattered when I heard one of the students yelling. It made me think I woken myself up as I knew blinking a lot could cause my actual eyes to open.

      I still was inside the dream but I no longer was lucid due to this.
    7. Return to Dreaming

      by , 12-04-2016 at 08:11 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      Finally! My dreams have come back!


      I am searching around a building looking for a large '27' bird. The number is bizarrely associated with it. Eventually I go outside and an earthquake occurs. Tall buildings are falling over everywhere.
      I survive though. After the calamity, I am in a classroom, and I dearly want to buy a racehorse.
      I can buy one, however it is not allowed. The teacher attempts to stop me and others, however she will be fired if the students do not like her. Soon I am crossing a road...

      I wake up.
    8. 16-09-30 Hostile Plant, Butchering Nazi Command

      by , 09-30-2016 at 02:55 PM
      I'm in a gloomy house with a bunch of other people (15 of them, give or take). I think they were all family. They had a bit of a "Russian" vibe. Someone rang the doorbell, and an older man dressed in a hooded raincoat (?) went to open the door. I think it was another family member, as he embraced them and let them in. I think I was wearing a mask as I embraced someone else, possibly because there was some kind of "plague" going around? At some point we're all walking through the garden, on a wooden boardwalk. I notice a large, odd plant. It had large flowers, but looked ominous. Suddenly it starts shooting spikes made of bone from the flowers. I yell "down, down!" but some people are impaled by the spikes and badly hurt. There was this "prophecy", that the entire family would be killed somehow. I figured this had to be the beginning.

      I was (once again) with a bunch of other people, this time somewhere on the streets, fighting the Nazis. I think we were in some kind of cage? Or a kind of open, rectangular structure, anyway. We had AKs, but there were just too many Nazis, so we had no choice but to surrender and lay flat on the ground. In the next scene, we were all seated at a large rectangular table. We were all pretty depressed, as the Nazi chiefs were reading a list of our offences and made it clear we would be executed. But suddenly, something 'clicked' in my head. I figured we were as good as dead anyway, so what was stopping me from trying something? And another realization came to me. I remembered being here before. I somehow felt that they could not hurt me. Once again, a faux-lucid episode. I managed to break free from the ropes they'd used to tie me up (mind over matter, 'there is no rope') and get up. Then, I attacked the Nazi generals one by one. I grabbed their heads and snapped their necks, actually. Some were easy, some took a bit of force. Hitler himself (played by a very pale 'actor' who didn't really look like Hitler at all) even mocked me while I was trying to wrench his head off. I got them eventually, I think. I started freeing the others. Their arms were restrained with rope in impossibly complicated knots, but using my 'dream powers', I could easily undo them without looking, by pure force of will. One of them was a really pretty girl I instantly liked. But they seemed "distant", perhaps shocked? Afraid? I did just single-handedly butcher all of Nazi high command.

      I remember a creepy and disturbing scene of a woman who was to be executed. She was naked, and very small, only about a foot tall. She was tossed in a bucket along with some other garbage (rags?), and then corrosive fluid was poured into the bucket. Afterwards, I went through the bucket to find her remains. All I found was red liquid everywhere. She'd been liquefied.

      Hard to explain. We were in a classroom, only the floor was water. Yes, imagine a giant swimming pool with floating chairs and desks. Our whole class from my senior year in HS (9 years ago) was there, attending class. I think they were messing around and teasing me again, throwing pieces of paper, things like that. Later on, we were playing a game of 'the floor is made of lava'. There were this floating obstacles and stuff in the water, and you had to traverse the room without falling into the water. At some point I had on walk on two very thin ropes, and I almost fell. I could barely hold onto them, and keep from falling into the water entirely.

      Updated 01-26-2018 at 04:38 PM by 17412

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      lucid , non-lucid
    9. School

      by , 09-15-2016 at 01:01 PM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I am in a classroom not aware of this yet as I am blacking in out consistenly on the classroom floor. After awhile of this, I regain awareness of my surrondings looking with my eyes. I see kids going to their proper classes and parents infront of me helping their child calm down. I felt slightly embarrassed as I knew I had been moving around dramatically through the ordel. I begin to wonder how did I get here exactly? That is when I see a co-worker of mine working around the classrooms. Still on the floor, I figure I must be at work. As I get myself up from the floor and walk toward to the co-worker.

      I came to another question. Wasn't I schedule to be off on thursday? That's when I stop my walking at the back end of the school classroom. I look at my two hands and could see that one of my fingers were glued to the other one for a moment. I smile cause I knew I realize that I am currently dreaming. Now I wanted to prove it to myself. I see the back dark red door infront of me that I figure would lead me outside. I walk right through it like nothing was there. Now I knew for sure that this is a dream. I am outside, the sky is dark grey as if it's about to rain with the puffed up clouds but unusually it's not.

      I say to myself so this is how my world is now. I could see grass all over the school building I was just in. I begin walking/exploring and not long I found this underground passage way in the middle of the grass. It was dark but I proceeded as I got down to the bottom I see another underground tunnel that was glowing blue. I figure I might as well go further then . There is only one option of getting down through this blue underground tunnel and that was to slide on the walls that are built on the side. I did so for awhile as it felt like a rollercoaster and eventually got to the bottom when I got stuck in mid air. I jump off and could see to my left there were two huge doors.

      I open them and was now inside an office. I look around with my eyes while placing my hand on one of the chairs. I could see no one, it is empty with a small tv playing hang on the upper right of the wall. That is when I hear a voice of someone asking if I weret here. I go to where I hear the vioce the loudest and greet them. I then went further down the department and saw all the other co-workers I knew. One of the employee's look very angry at me for some reason that I did not know. I continue observing as I see some in a rush to leave, I spent a minute looking around before waking up. Lucidity Time: 4 minutes
    10. [31-08-2016]

      by , 08-31-2016 at 07:43 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in some classroom. I was holding an assault rifle, there was a shootout within students, and some kind of ranks on how much has been killed. I was sneaking around, some students at s lesson. When I was about to shoot, the door to classroom opened and my father appeared. He was wearing only trousers and in one hand holding a shirt, in other a loaf of bread.
    11. 8/9/16 - The Benefits of Veganism

      by , 08-14-2016 at 08:39 PM
      I'm sitting in a classroom. A meeting is going on and I"m watching as an old man tries really hard to disprove veganism. He goes into a long rant about how stupid and unhealthy it is, without providing any evidence to support his claims. I'm getting more and more mad by the second. Suddenly the man stops talking and leaves the room without a word. Then Bambam and Yugyeom enter the class. Bambam takes a seat and opens a large folder. He looks through it quietly and stands up again. I looks at me and starts explaining the benefits of veganism, complete with scientific evidence and research. The more he talks the more happy I become. Then Yugyeom steps up to the front to demonstrate how veganism changes and helps the body. Be begins to dance and twist his body beautifully in a way that could only come from veganism and I'm so excited and happy to watch him dance.
    12. There's Going to be a Test

      by , 05-25-2016 at 12:36 PM
      May 25, 2016: #3 of 3: I am walking down the hall of a school. I am headed towards the classroom in which I'm going to be taking an examination. I am with L. Just prior to entering the room I noticed there are several gadgets on the floor just outside the door (down and to my right) which apparently had been confiscated by the teacher and not permitted into the exam room. One of them looks like an REM Dreamer. My pants legs are rolled up to demonstrate that I have nothing hidden on my ankles although there does seem to be an REM Dreamer strapped to my leg.

      We entered the classroom and there are numerous previously seated dream characters. There are several unoccupied wooden desks in the classroom. I am interested in taking a seat at a large pine table. The teacher/proctor is Sean Connery. As I take my seat the large table appears to have spontaneously divided into two smaller tables. The teacher turns the narrow end of one of the tables towards me and I take my seat. L. is seated behind me and to my right at a "normal" classroom desk. She seems to know all about the subject matter of the test. I grow suddenly concerned I might not be fully prepared for the exam. I am surprised to learn that not only is there an academic part of the test but also a test of my physical strength as well. I wake. 5:54 AM.
      Tags: classroom, test
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. Finding the center DILD

      by , 05-23-2016 at 10:08 AM (Inner World حلم Gamma Waves)
      I am in a classroom with one of my teammates at the job I'm working at. He appears to be lifting some sort've equipment. The head of HR comes in to meet him and my manager gives each of us a white card in the classroom. I open my card but I didn't bother to read it and toss it out of my hands. I then walk out of the classroom and greeted the of head of HR. I notice her appearance in face look much different from how I remember it. I went outside which it is night and threw out some old boxes. I came back in the hotel and notice one of my captains silhouette through one of the doors window. I became lucid and realize I am unconsciously thinking about him. I open the door and appear to be at the hotel restaurant. It look a lot weirder but still decent. I grab some food and tried to dodge some of the servers. After that I went outside again and the environment had change. It was sunny with a clear blue sky. Short grass with a wide field, with only one 1 slightly tall skinny tree in the middle with hardly any leaves on it. I sat down near it and poke at the two cucumbers I had gotten. Thinking about what I am dreaming about and how long I'll be lucid.
      Tags: classroom, hotel, tree
      Categories
      lucid
    14. Silently Shut Down :(

      by , 05-17-2016 at 01:41 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I did not sleep very well last night. Lots of waking up. I know I dreamed a lot but I only remember a bit of a slightly explicit dream from this morning.

      I was at some school. I think the school day was either about to end or had ended. I wanted to give oral sex to one of my good friends C (a female) for some reason. I know I had talked to her about it at some point. I wanted to do it in the shower. Thinking about it really turned me on. I felt like there was some penis involved somewhere, but it wasn't my main focus.

      I was then in the shower with her, though we were clothed and there was someone else in there as well. It didn't even really look like a shower, but a little hallway and another room seemed to break off of it. As I turned the water on, I had to move some floor mats out of the way so they wouldn't get soaking wet. One got a little wet on the edge as I moved it. I believe it was navy blue.

      Then we were just in there and nothing was happening; she seemed blissfully ignorant to my desires, though we had talked about it. I didn't want to go out and say what I wanted either, I just wanted her to know since we had already talked about it. The other person in the shower was this guy I met once IWL named MH, but he goes by his last name, H more often than his first name. I was trying to hint to C that I wanted her by saying the letter "O" and some other things. MH then said
      "Oh you want oral?" or something like that.
      I said,
      "H!!!!" and left the shower. For some reason, I really didn't want him to do that, as if I'd get in some sort of trouble for those words being uttered. I didn't think C wanted him to know that we were planning on it, and I had apparently told him, as he knew exactly what I wanted to do to her.

      Then, I was sitting in the hallway of the school as many people walked by. I was upset. Then, this guy I was in group therapy with IWL, SW, a slightly creepy old black man, said he could help me. I followed him to a room and it was dark and quiet. He wanted me to give him oral, and I didn't want that at all. I left him in the room alone.

      I remember being in classrooms at some point in this dream.


      I have never given a woman oral, or even made out with a woman, but as I've become more comfortable in my skin, I've really realized that it's something I wish I could try, as I find it quite sexy, but am married to a man. Granted he would be totally fine with it as we have discussed it many times, but I wouldn't be comfortable doing it inside of our marriage.

      Updated 05-17-2016 at 01:55 PM by 32059

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      non-lucid
    15. Anger at a Lock-In

      by , 05-12-2016 at 01:20 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I'm not sure where I was. It seemed like a classroom, for some reason I wanna say it was an art classroom. I feel like I was at some thing where you stayed over night or something. There were many others there as well, I think mostly women. There was this group of black girls who had it out for me for something I had said. I had been very angry earlier and spouted some things off, but I don't remember what they were. They kept giving me hell for it, writing me notes telling me off but never really telling me off to my face. I don't remember what they said other than they were very angry at me, and I was very angry too. One of them said something in a note regarding depression or something maybe? Like trying to tell me I needed to stop going on about being sad and I didn't have it bad or something. I wrote back a nice response, saying that unless you've been where I've been, in the darkness of depression, then she couldn't say a damn thing because it's that bad. You don't know unless you've been there. After that, the notes stopped.


      I remember bits of being in the house I grew up in, something felt like Christmas there but that's all I recall.

      Also, something about my daughter. It also involved the black girls. I think the thing I was angry about had to do with her, actually, or at least that was part of it.


      I know I dreamed more and I may remember more later but this is all I have right now. I'm lucky I got to type this out this morning; my girl usually gives me a run for my money in the mornings, but she's just finished her bottle as I'm typing so I had a minute.
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