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    1. 29 May - False lucid and real lucid

      by , 05-30-2021 at 03:04 PM
      comment dream lucid

      Thinking a lot about dreaming before falling asleep.

      Ramp
      Driving a motorbike off a ramp, jumping into the air. It was supposed to test something, maybe how someone got killed. Beaches all around and low tide.

      Walk with V
      With V in the forest, talking about how often I go out. I told him I help my family walking their dog.

      Hair
      I was talking with someone about which hairstyle I would like.

      False lucid
      I was walking down a path, playing some game. I think I did it for a second time and in an opposite direction, but that was just a vague memory. The rules were that you had to be lucid and do various tasks.
      There was a corner of a rock where the path led along a narrow ledge and I met a boy and a girl there. I offered the girl if she wanted to sit with me for a while and we crawled into this grassy alcove, letting the boy pass.
      I asked her what her name was and she told me her name. I told her I was Indigo. I asked how it was going so far and she said good, but she actually wanted to go so she wouldn't waste her time. So we said goodbye.
      It occurred to me that I've been lucid for a long time, that I've never had a LD this long, like 2 hours. But good for me - long LD = better chance of winning for me, while others have to do it in parts.
      I checked the paper with the tasks and it said to rubb our hands, so I did it, even though I thought I didn't need to, but I saw the organizer in front of me, so I wanted to get points.
      Then I saw more organizers around the corner and there was a fridge and I climbed on it and rearranged some food. I suddenly knew they were evil and decided to confront them - I told them I knew who they were and that they were serving the dark lord. They had a gun. I said they could kill me, but I had a plan to escape by waking up
      I closed my eyes and opened them and nothing, I was still there. That surprised me. I tried again and failed again. I remembered the reddit poll "can you wake up from a LD" and my answer "yes, reliably". That's what I get for that.
      I tried blinking really fast again, but it didn't work.
      Then I was in this labyrinth of big metal cabinets. I felt like I'd been lucid for an awfully long time, hours. I asked the organizers what they had done to my body in reality, that I was still asleep. They grinned, which worried me. Maybe I'm in a coma or something. But maybe not, and I have to wake up sometime. I figured there was probably a purpose for me there, something I needed to do. Somehow save everything and defeat them.
      I had this stick in my hand with some roots on the end. I've been poking around under the cupboards with it, seeing if there's some object that will allow me to save everything. I must have a reason to have that stick for...
      I felt myself waking up, and I thought "finally".

      I knew instantly that I was waking up from a false lucid.

      I logged keywords for the dream because I really liked it and wanted to remember.
      I felt confident that there could be a LD after this. I reiterated the intention to lucid dream. It took me some time to fall asleep again.

      Train to Birmingham
      I was at the station and it was about trains. Z said there was a train leaving for Birmingham and she was going to take it. I said that the train to Birmingham was useless to me, that we usually go via Manchester, and she was surprised.
      I walked with her on the way to the trains and there was the time and the Birmingham sign by the steps to the platform and it was flashing as if the train was about to leave. I hesitated for a moment but let it go, it wouldn't do me any good.
      I went back to the main concourse to look at the departures board to see what else was coming. The board was just changing.
      That's all I remember - the next was probably the transition into the false awakening.

      Real lucid - Meeting my dream guide
      I woke up in our bedroom and immediately suspected it was a FA. But as soon as I realized it, my vision got worse and I could only see two blurs. I was afraid I was going to wake up, but I knew I was still in a dream. It occurred to me to start picturing a deck chair and a beach or something, as what people do when they have sleep paralysis.
      Suddenly something disturbed me and I opened my eyes and I was awake and it was still a FA. Yes!
      I sat on the bed and R was awake next to me and there was also J. I knew I could ignore them, but I wanted to make them disappear with a snap of my fingers like in the daydream rehearsal, so I tried, but it didn't work, which I guess amused them a little.
      I started looking at what was the same in the room and what was different. Almost everything looked the same to me. There were these shelves and these pictures. I noticed that the frames of the pictures were a different color than they were IRL (actually, almost everything was different and we had no pictures or shelves IRL).
      There was also a wall cabinet with a brown fabric curtain and I had the feeling that something green was peeking out - an iguana. I went to look, but my cat came out.
      Goals! Verbal commands and then meeting my dream guide. I try "Clarity now!" but the dream already has great clarity, so what can improve? On the contrary, it gets slightly worse. But only for a moment. I leave the room and try "Increase lucidity", but nothing noticeable happens. I see a green jacket on the rack and I try to make it disappear. Might be easier than with humans. But nothing. I try again and the whole hallway to the living room disappears in a blur.
      I use the door to the second bedroom and walk into a large room that looks like a gym. There are mats, exercise equipment, and large windows facing the city street.
      I try to do a somersault on the mat, but I stop halfway through and just roll. The movement feels realistic.
      Goals! I walk across the room and shout "Dream, dream, give me my dream guide".
      I turn around and there's a curtain to the left of the windows (probably a mini room with more equipment) and my guide comes out from behind the curtain. She's a black woman, in her fifties, maybe early sixties (probably not, her hair is still dark brown/black and not grey), curvy but not obese, with big boobs. I met her once before in a daydream and she was an old white woman but I know itís her.
      I said, "You've been here the whole time." She nods.
      We go and sit down on the leather upholstered couch that's appeared there for us. I said I didn't know how much time we had, or maybe she asked, either way, I knew she wanted and needed to know.
      I replied, "I'm not going to lie to you. I didn't come straight here. But I tried not to linger too long."She nods.
      I asked: "Will you teach me something?" She smiled.

      I started to wake up. Maybe she wanted to teach me DEILD? But more likely I was too excited
    2. Losing competition. Politics. Buying. Tricked.

      by , 04-03-2021 at 08:21 PM (DJ of lucid goals and how it goes)
      I'm in the park next to Hemmakvšll and look at some video tape from the same place. A person in the video from my class takes some yellow baseball bat looking sticks and puts them under the feet as the person tries to climb a stair. It is very hard but I don't see they do it, only as they start to climb and disappear. It is my turn on the tape and I fail too. Wencai has two golf clubs and walks on them instead. He succeeds. I feel defeated.

      I'm listening to Stefan LŲfven and Jimmy Ňkesson. LŲfven sympathizes with Ňkesson and dad talks about politics and has the tone when he thinks I am wrong about something. Ňkesson walks up and talks but all the people in the crowd dislike him.

      I'm at Lidle and I pick an orange juice box from a shelf.

      I'm walking to the chair in the TV-room and suddenly wake up. I am very confused because I think that I was just to sit down but now I lie in my bed.

      Notes: It may have been a FA but I don't think so.

      Updated 04-03-2021 at 08:23 PM by 97565

      Categories
      non-lucid
    3. Going into parallel universe with my sister through dream seance. I'm the worst in the competition.

      by , 02-01-2021 at 02:57 PM (DJ of lucid goals and how it goes)
      I'm in the kitchen with mom and my sister. There are two benches next to the table. Me and my sister lie in one each and hold our hands. We are talking about going to another place and that we have a mission. The atmosphere is mysterious as we close our eyes and wait for something to happen. We are teleported into an old store with a very big shop keeper. He offers us a lot of things for free and we take a lot of tools such as shovels and pickaxes. I take two lanterns and am about to walk out. Another man comes to us and warns me about the lantern and that an evil spirit is held within. I inspect the lantern and see a broken window and feel that there is a spirit in it. The shop keeper is raging and running against me. We fight for some time.

      I'm in a quiz competition with school. Tove is the best and I am worthless. There are some questions about things I have never heard about before. There is some kind of ship on an ocean too.
    4. Competition. crooning meme song and everyone joins.

      by , 10-17-2020 at 07:58 AM (DJ of lucid goals and how it goes)
      I'm in a big hall with a water pool. There are many other kids there and we have competitions. You are supposed to swim as fast as you can. I am the best. There are some time for free games at the end and the leader asks us what we want to do. I say that I like to swim but that Walter (A small DC that I have never seen before) can get my game request. Tuva N is holding him. I think to myself and regret that I didn't say that we could have a flying competition. I am being more lucid but the dream ends.

      Notes: I haven't seen Tuva in a long time.

      I'm walking in the woods with dad and it's dark. We have reach a place where Daniel S and many people I know from church are resting. I start to croon a meme song and as I hum more and more people that are sleeping join me. Everyone is crooning and I am happy.

      Notes: I have seen Daniel S pretty frequently for the past weeks.

      I'm on some kind of school trip and we are viewing different things.

      There is some kind of rank requirement. The worst rank is stingray two and the best is stingray nine.

      I didn't write down my dreams in my tag book when I woke up this night. I wanted to focus on my homework this day.
    5. June 24th, 2020 Non-lucid

      by , 06-24-2020 at 04:41 PM (Deep Inside The Lucid Dreamer's Subconscious)
      The dream scene is at the cookie factory, I'm riding in a car going west down broad, it's raining outside and everyone is wearing snow outfits. I look to my right and see there's a homeless man flailing around in garbage, it looks like a stream of water has come out of nowhere and is dousing him, it almost looks like he's being electrocuted. We're driving further down and are now surrounded by bars on both sides with people dressed in snow attire walking around outside, it's still raining.

      My friends and I go into a bar, it was Owen Moo Mason, a server brought us into a dimly lit room that was mostly red, we go to sit down at a table but there's already food where Owen is going to sit, I make a joke about how he had called in already since he was hungry. We sit down and I think we take a picture, I had picked up a random white puppy and took a picture with it. A group of people come in to the room, I think they were seniors in high school, and they were dressed up in fancy outfits like they were going to a dance. It felt like it was close to Christmas and people were going to some sort of Christmas ball. I crossed my legs and looked at the kids, noting one gentleman had an intricate red jacket with gold buttons down the middle, I think he may have been wearing a top hat too. They take pictures in the room, I make a joke that they should take a picture of me and I turn around and grab the little white puppy off the floor and hold it in my arms as someone takes a picture of me but I can feel the puppy squirming in my arms so I let him down.

      I awaken in another dream, in my mind we had done the dinner and then went to another bar, but I didn't remember because I thought I had gotten too drunk (could've brought myself into a lucid if I had retraced my steps instead of assumed in was not in the capacity to remember), I'm lying on a mattress on the ground with a blanket, I look around to see my friends all asleep in similar fashions. There's a horror movie playing on a television and it's freaking me out, Moo wakes up and sees that I'm wide awake, I think he was shocked I was awake after I had been out for a while.

      Another dream I'm running in some sort of kids' competition, there's a bouncy house and there are adult volunteers cheering people on, at some point they announce the winners.
    6. 26 Feb: Sports and art competition

      by , 02-26-2019 at 09:01 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Participating at some kind of triathlon competition and doing very well. I am quite ahead of some men who are favorite. But the tests range from swimming, escaping simulated war games to going to a studio and produce some works of art. I see others painting authentic masterpieces, but all very similar, as if they all came from the same art school. I don't have their talent so I draw a mandala and also make some kenpo fighter doll with materials available. My sensei is in the jury and he is both impressed and amused.
    7. Getting to the Competition

      by , 09-13-2018 at 10:02 PM
      I'm walking along the street in my college town with my roommate moving towards the university. We are planning to go to a Smash Bros competition and it's late at night. We head into the Agriculture building in the basement and start looking for the room. We come across others who are also in the competition. They have TV's and controllers in their hands and I hold a door open for them as they walk through. I start to see more and more people enter the building, and not all of them are in the tournament. It's especially strange as it's also late at night, however, I don't end up thinking more about it. A girl I know shows up and starts talking to me. I'm moving up a ramp to start walking and she follows, but gets stuck on the rail for the ramp that heads down. The only thing that stops her from sliding all the way down is her shoe that gets caught on the side.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Interesting NLs and One Lucid - September 12-13

      by
      ZAD
      , 09-13-2018 at 05:54 PM (ZAD's DJ)
      Sep 12 2018

      I woke up and color-coded my dreams in a weird order (Red, then Blue, then Green instead of RGB or ROY G BIV). In my first NL, I'm in a strange competition where the teams of two have to come up with a piece of art and a story (but it can be derivative?). My parents and some older relatives (aunts, uncles) are also playing. I'm ambitious and want to try something we've never read before and reinterpret it and create something original from it within the timeframe (we have 1 day, or maybe 1 night, to complete it). Everyone else is cheating and making really simple art, which I'm frustrated at because I'm trying to create something good. This is all taking place in a long room with tables and chairs/stools set up, with large windows that have whitish light coming in. The entire room has a blue, overcast tint to it (it's been rainy lately, I think lighting in dreams could be an important dreamsign).

      The scene transitions and I'm in a brighter (incandescant) hallway looking at posters and diagrams. There are displays with black and white etchings or line drawings or diagrams of a man who reminds me of Nietzche in pugilist attire. The display (or a DC) says "engineers have been fascinated with the human body for hundresds (or thousands) of years". I get through the hallway and reach a balcony opening up on a room below (sort of like an operating theater but no separation). There are people in the room below, maybe related to the competition.

      I'm now in a blueish comic book store. It's dark outside and in front of me in line, there's a guy trying to buy a macbook. He doesn't pay (or should have in advance) and the cashier scolds him and shoos him out, giving him a warning. Me and the cashier go way back, and he mentions my competition. He suggests a pairing of characters from a fictional anime, and we debate eastern vs western art for a while. He shows me some pictures of the characters for reference. This all felt like one long connected dream.

      I'm in my childhood home backyard with my fiancee, we're playing ping-pong with some drunk guy. It's me and her against him, he has a big beard. The ball is bright orange and there's a black trash bag on the table. I miss a couple of balls (I might be drunk too) and feel bad. Suddenly the table is thinner length-wise (maybe it collapsed?). We keep losing balls and there's something on the ground (an unfamiliar dog or other creature?).

      Sep 13 2018

      I went to bed at 12:30am. The first NL I remember a variation of my reocurring intruder dream, but instead of the intruder, I walk into the hallway from my bedroom and see that the bathroom light is on. Our apartment's maintenance man is finally fixing our sink, but it's the middle of the night. At some point I have a fragment about the server that I've been working on for work.

      I wake around 3:50 and move my dog so he stops scratching his collar. Fall asleep and have some NLs. In the next one I remember, I'm in a play place. Think McDonald's with tubes and such, but along the floor only, much too small, and made out of those pop-up tents that resemble windshield sun shades with holes in them. I'm with my fiancee, we're crawling through on hands and knees through the holes. She's ahead of me and I have to expend a lot of effort to get through. There are cobwebs all around, and some small items are stuck in them. I remember vividly that there were a lot of bees/wasps on the ground. As we crawl towards the back, my fiancee finds a large blue crystal ring. We get in a fight about it. A female therapist appears, and she sides with my fiancee. I become irate.

      I'm now walking into a room with some old ladies. It's a slightly dim, carpeted, beige room with the curtains drawn but light still filtering in around the edges. I'm naked, and the old ladies, who are sitting in chairs along one of the walls, are looking at me out of the corners of their eyes. I'm standing behind my fiancee (or another DC) after entering the room to try and hide. Eventually something clicks and I realize how ridiculous the situation is, and I look at my hands and become lucid! The old ladies' chair positions have moved, their backs are to the windows now and they're looking directly at me. Some old men (more men than there are ladies) are standing behind them looking upset, and looking away. I shake their hands and tell them I'm dreaming, but they're looking away from me, and each time I shake one of their hands it's like I intercepted them trying to shake someone else's hand. I walk around the room a bit (I didn't write this down immediately so I'm not sure what else I did here), and I remember thinking how lucky I was to be lucid so frequently these past weeks (waking life awareness!!). I then decided to try spinning again. This was my first time spinning from a standing position, and it was at least mostly successful (I had thought about doing this in the night while walking my dog). I wanted to visit my incubated dream world, so I said nonverbally "waterhouse" (I meant bathhouse). My intention was vague and unclear, so it took a while longer to form the dream scene and the dream must have latched on to some floating thoughts to form something coherent out of the word.

      The scene materializes (like a squareish shape of white light approaching from the distance) and my full field of vision is focused on a video playing. The video is gaudy, bright, and annoying (my fiancee showed me the new iPhone commercial last night). There were words on the screen in a tacky font, sort of like lyrics although they weren't. There was no sound. Bright neon colors (I remember green and yellow) and images of a woman in a yellow or red dress standing on a stage as if she was singing were flashing on the screen. My field of vision slowly allowed me to disconnect from the screen and realize that it was a phone or tablet that I was holding. I was in a living room similar to my own, with a glass coffee table and a long couch behind me. Although the layout is similar to mine, the dimensions, lighting, and general decor remind me of the house of one of my dad's old clients, a rich Jew.

      I look back at the phone again and the screen is dimmer now, and no matter what I do I can't get it to go bright again. I put the phone on the table and decide to do a reality check, so I put my first two fingers into the palm of my left hand. With the two hands stuck together, I decide to try and stick my fingers through the roof of my mouth as well, but I can't. I turn around and look at the couch. There's now a female body on the couch, although it seems like a mannequin. I try to put my fingers through her abdomen/solar plexus, but instead of entering in, the skin flakes off like peeling paint. I peel it like an onion and take off one layer up to the face. The face underneath is different. I take more and more layers off, and each time the face is slightly different. Some parts of the skin reminded me of plastic wrap that sort of warps and has indentations, or like the shrink wrap they use on college textbooks. I start thinking too much and
      wake up.

      It's 5:30am, I color-code my dreams (again with the weird Red, Blue, Green order) and try to stay still because I feel that I'm still in REM and can easily DEILD. I see the white light and almost get into a couple of dreams, but my dog keeps scratching and moving around, other noises keep popping up and bringing me out of it, and I end up just lying there for a while. I try to get back to sleep and maybe I drifted off for a little bit but ultimately I woke up before my 6:40 alarm and DJ'd on my phone.

      I'm starting to really believe and understand Sensei's article about catching "the feeling" and holding onto it, trusting yourself that you will LD tonight rather than techniquing yourself to death. Really proud of my frequency lately! But I'm ready for a full night of deep sleep. Work is killing me.
    9. Running with Do Kyungsoo

      by , 09-03-2018 at 11:12 AM
      Running with Do Kyungsoo

      I was running together with Do Kyungsoo. It was a competition and we kind of helped each other. There were many stops on the way were every stop had a question. You needed to solve it to be able to get to the next one. As we came to a place full of gemstones Kyungsoo freaked out at the question. ďWhat is the name we are looking for?Ē The thing was that non of the stone were named. Just numbers. Kyungsoo thought we needed to know the names of the stones but I told him that, thatís not the case. I wrote down: Xiumin. Then I found a picture of him and showed it for Kyungsoo and said that we could move on.


      Note: Do Kyungsoo is a Kpop star
    10. Dream Journal Entry #5: Break-dancing Audition and the Antidote to Devil's Breath!

      by , 06-05-2018 at 03:06 PM
      Dream: I was in a gym, rolling (a term equivalent to sparring in BJJ) with some unknown person. I had earphones in and was listening to a song by Flatbush Zombies*. The instructor came over to me, as I was in side mount, placed his hand on my back and signaled for the rolling session to be over. He lined the rest of those in the gym in a line with me and called out the names of those who would move onto compete in a break-dancing competition. Me and some other unknown people were chosen. I seemed very excited to be chosen. I told the instructor it was because I was listening to FZ* that I was able to perform. [My memory of the events that follow are vague...]

      My parents are driving me out of the city of Toronto, surrounded by a few high rises, leading onto an overpass. I mention that this was not the way to the hotel where the audition would take place. My parents turn around and we head to the hotel [Vague...]

      I'm walking through a thin hallway with the instructor who I assume is leading me to the competition. We end up in a room outside where my friend 'BB' blows dust in my face several times, each time I grow irritated. I continue to follow the instructor who leads me to his black van. He slides the side door open which reveals two large tubs full of compacted keef and one seat which the instructor is sitting on, gesturing for me to come in.

      Side notes:
      I attempted a MILD, but I don't think I performed it correctly.

      Total Dream Sign Count
      Inner Awareness = 2
      Action = 1
      Form = 4
      Context = 2

      Total LD's/Dream = 0/5 = 0%

      Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

      Updated 06-05-2018 at 03:25 PM by 95100

      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    11. Dream - DreamViews Wreaks Havoc

      by , 05-09-2017 at 09:03 AM
      Date of Dream: TUE 9 MAY - 2017



      Dream No. 110 - DreamViews Wreaks Havoc

      There is not much I remember about this dream. The first thing I remember is that I was on the DreamViews website, looking at the forums. And then I came across the Dream Combat Championship post which in the dream, was posted by franj251 (her username exactly resembles her username in real life but she isn't a DV member in real life). At first, the post looked like it did in real life but as the dream progressed, the layout started to change.

      In another dream scene, I was in an empty looking house, like I had just moved into to it. DB (my 5yo cousin) was there and she was playing with some toys. There was this pink toy wand on the top of a shelf which was taken and that made DB cry. I look back to see who it was and it was this man with blonde hair who claimed he needed it in order to keep his wings. In the end, I let him take it and I saw him cross the street back to his own house.

      I know WB was in the dream at some point but her role was very insignificant and I've forgotten what she did. I do remember she had her hair tied back and was wearing glasses, with her head poking out of an open car window. And that's all I can remember in regards to this dream.



      There is a "Behind The Scenes" Entry on its way for this dream.
    12. 4/19/17 - Spring Comp Night 5

      by , 04-19-2017 at 04:38 PM
      Iím on a Youtube gaming show where we play terrible video games. Weíre trying to decide what game to play next, when we stumble across a Barbie-branded ripoff of Rocket League, thatís apparently so badly made that it will break your Wii if you try to save your game.

      Iím apparently trying to make a chess board out of M&Mís to send to a friend in prison. My brother (a policeman IRL) comes in excited about getting a jury summons, because he knows the case that itís for. He drives me and him down to the DMV so he can turn in some jury-related paperwork. It doesnít take long, because apparently this DMV has a drive-thru.

      Iím back at college. The main building for all the classes (which is notoriously known for having an incredibly confusing room numbering system) has been reorganized, so all the rooms are sorted into letter and color codes to find them easier. Iím walking with my mom, trying to help her find some classroom sheís looking for.

      Iím riding in a car with a woman from my church, and just about everyone on the road seems to be swerving or generally driving recklessly. I look out the window and see the same woman in another car, with all of her family riding with her. ďStrange, that seems like something that would happen in a dream.Ē We then start talking about lucid dreaming, and I say something along the lines of, ďYeah, if this was a dream, Iíd know because this car would be driving in the grass or up a wall or something.Ē
      Thatís when I finally realize that we are driving in the grass, and become fully lucid.

      The car somehow just kind of dissolves, and I find myself walking in these ancient ruins that I seem to think are Roman architecture. Iím kind of being drawn into this dark temple-like building, but I stop myself, and realize that Iíve complained for a while about how not enough of my lucids are outdoors. So instead, I turn around and decide to explore my surroundings. I rub my hands to stabilize a bit, but already the dream is incredibly clear - possibly one of my clearest lucids in a long time. As I pass between some overturned pillars that had begun to sprout grass out of their cracks, I come across a bright golden statue of a knight on a pedestal in the middle of a clearing. As I approach it, it comes to life and extends its sword to hand it to me. I take it and try swinging it around - it feels very solid, but itís about 6 feet long and awkward to control. ďGot anything smaller?Ē I ask. Without saying a word, he takes his sword back and hands me smaller sword thatís much more manageable. He also hands me a shield, but it feels more like a pie tin in the shape of a shield - it doesnít even have a handle to grab it, so I just kind of awkwardly hold it by the side.

      This whole interaction with him seems incredibly symbolic, so I ask, ďWhat exactly do you represent?Ē Just then, he gets into a fighting stance and starts attacking me. He slashes me once across the legs, which knocks me down at first. But after the initial sting goes away, I feel no pain and get back up again. We fight for a bit, until I finally get a swing it at his legs. He falls hard to the ground, writhing in pain. His helmet falls off from the impact, and I see him crying like a little kid as he starts throwing a tantrum (which I find somewhat humorous).
      I kind of lose lucidity at this point, and the dream turns into more of a movie. The character I was playing is apparently a teenager who was diagnosed with cancer, and because of his treatment was incredibly bedridden and unable to walk. Because of this, he uses lucid dreams to be able to walk again and experience that freedom. The knight is touched by his story, and mentions that he will grant him a fresh start. The main character then wakes up in his bed and suddenly realizes that he is 5 years younger - apparently back to the time the cancer began to develop, giving him a chance to get it treated in the early stages.

      4 NLDs - 4
      WBTB - 2
      DILD - 10
      Stabilize - 1
      Interact w/ DC - 2

      Night Total - 19 pts
      Tags: competition
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    13. Competition Dream Theme and Labor

      by , 04-17-2017 at 05:46 PM
      I watched a girl ride a very fast and large rollercoaster. Sometimes I was her. A lot of people were watching. The ride went forwards and backwards but she wasn't scared. Alicia texted me pictures of belly dance costumes that she was thinking about getting. I was annoyed.

      I am pregnant and going into labor. I am at a hospital and they start preparing me. They do a small procedure and give me a little wand thing. If I need to call for the nurse Iím supposed to put that on my privates and press a button. I try and it shocks me so I scream. Iím still slightly sedated. A dream friend takes me to the hospital on a small watercraft. Itís night time but I see a whale jump in the distance. I tell her and she says ďIsnít this such a cool place?Ē We get to the shore where T.A. and some of his friends lead the way to the hospital. One friend is racist and keeps trying to instigate fights. He asks me if I ever dislike or make fun of his people just because. I tell him no. T.A. tells him to stop. We arrive at the west side hospital where a lot of people are there to meet me. I see Beyonce and she does not look perfect like the media presents her, she looks very disappointing with a belly, uneven complexion, and hooked nose. Thereís a little girl eating ice cream. Her pupils are dilated and she looks dazed. I tell her that if she eats too much ice cream she has to go home because labor hurts really bad and I canít have her around me if she has a sugar high. Lani NS and Kristy S. are there. The hospital looks different than I remember. I check in at the nurses station. It's one of the L&D nurses from D's work who remembers me. From the lobby I hear that racist guy getting into a fight with Lani who wrote a book that he found offensive. Iím not sure where my room is because my name is on the board for all floors. I check each floor just in case. I end up wandering into the waiting room and asking if the hospital has been renovated because it looks different than I remember. They say it has. Iím relieved, I like it better this way. I squeeze past some nurses giving report and end up getting lost near a file room and engine room. People with badges help me out. There are so many men in the hallway. Iím not in any pain right now. The clock says 6. I know that my labor is going to be one of the very long ones; perhaps 12, 24, or even 48 hours. It makes me nervous. I get back to my room and start panicking. How did this happen? How is this real life? This wasnít planned. Why did I ever think this was a good idea to go through with? I have a vague memory of telling my husband that I felt like I needed to keep the baby and he told me that I was responsible for it completely. Itís too late to do anything about it now. Iím so scared of motherhood and of the pain of labor. Iím not allowed to have an epidural. I donít know if Iíll be able to do it. I have a dream within a dream of myself walking into my hospital room and seeing me there laying with my new baby and another woman on a large bed straight ahead. It felt ominous and dark. The dream ended and I called my husband. I could hear him approaching the room so I hung up. He was irritated that I tried to call him, heís clearly nervous as well. His eyebrows looks different, smaller, shaped, and lighter. He brings me a coin bra that I admire. I ask if itís for me, he says yes, and I light up. Kristy comes in and they start talking in another language that they learned in the military. Kirsty has improved her skills at it. It goes on for a long time and they are acting quite flirty with each other.

      Updated 04-17-2017 at 05:50 PM by 70665

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      non-lucid
    14. Spring Competition Night 1

      by , 04-15-2017 at 09:12 PM (The Dream Adventures of MadMonkey)
      This morning is the start of Spellbee2's lucid dreaming competition and I wanted to start off with a bang so I did a WBTB late in the morning before taking 8mg of Galantamine and trying SSILD since that almost guarantees I will get some sort of lucid. Now that I got some points built up I feel comfortable focusing on personal goals or TOTMs rather than sheer number of points. Tomorrow I will probably have to forgo WBTB all together to ensure my sleep cycle remains on track after taking so much galantamine.


      04.15.2017
      08:00 AM
      Magic Ninja Assasin Jutsu (Non-Lucid)

      I am in my home town as a ninja assasin targeting some other ninja. He is only a teenager and does not stop running to confront me. While running I contemplate the strange riddles from my previous dream and wonder if they have something to do with how dream magic works despite not being lucid. I remember the riddles more clearly now. The first line, the fibonacci sequence, has to do with the golden ratio and the sacred geometry of the symbols used to activate magic spells. The rest of the riddles have to do with the different types of spells which could be described by their primary elements Water, fire, earth, and air. There is more arcane knowledge hidden in these riddles that I don't fully understand and I don't remember the riddles themselves. I remember that, in the dream, I felt like I did more water ninja magic and that fire magic is used mostly by warlocks. I don't remember if I the other ninja and I actually used any magic jutsus or anything but we did run really fast. haha

      I get to a highschool where the teenage ninja disapears into the crowd. They are having some sort of end of the school year carnival which is conventient for him isn't it. I walk around now more cautious not to draw attention. Eventually I see him hoping a fence thinking I am distracted and the chase continues until I wake up.




      04.15.2017
      09:00 AM
      Let's Get Some Points! (SSILD)

      I feel REM kicking in quick from the galantamine and SSILD so I roll over. After a minute or so I try to get up but my muscles are locked tight. I wait a little longer and try rolling out of my body but even that doesn't work. Next, I try imagining walking to the bathroom with my eyes closed with out actually doing anything. I feel the sink faucet in my hand Which now I realize I was imagining all wrong . I open my eyes and I am fully in the dream. I nose plug and start brushing my teeth. I feel how the brush feels against my gums and lip and contemplate my goals. Once satisfied that I am fully stable i unplug my phone from my charger and run right through my front door, phasing strait through it. Thats one of three tasks down. I am in the hallway of my appartment complex. I hold up my hand and create a spark between my fingers that grows into a small fire ball. Its honestly a pathertic fire ball but it counts for my second three step task. I waste no time and fly straight up out of my appartment, phaseing through a full story of rooms. I land close to my old college campus down the street.

      Students are walking around everywhere. I hear someone yell "MadMonkey" from a car behind me. I am struck by the fact they said my ussername rather than my real name and turn but I don't know which car they are in. I run to each parked car and don't see anyone I recognize. It was probably a team member or Juliana so I might as well just summon them. I reach back and grab a female hand. "Hi Juliana." I say. "Hello Matthew." They reply. I can tell I am taking this all a bit to fast and I start to feel the sheets of my bed and loose visuals. I remain calm and try and renter the dream.


      I am back on the same street where I left off but not lucid. I wonder why I am in public with only my boxer briefs on and my phone in my left hand. That's right, I'm dreaming. haha I open my phone to see dreamviews open with this very dream journal entry half typed except this paragraph instead contains a conversation I would have had with Juliana. I don't remember much of it now but I was asking her how dream magic works. I get a phone call and a man with a thick russian accent asks for me by name. He says he found me online and now is hacking me and I must work with him or bad things will happen. I hang up and see now on my phone a group text chat with the same number and other people who have been hacked. Not long after this I wake up.



      04.15.2017
      11:00 AM
      Galantamine Fragments (SSILD)

      I am in the hallway of my child hood home contemplating why I am so confused and why this magic stuff keeps occupying my dreams. I go back to the void and wait for another dream to form.


      I am in an Itallian resturant with my girlfriend. A kid comes up and steals some food from out plate and walks back to his parents. I remember I am dreaming and throw food at the kid and then run from table to table eating what ever food I want!


      I am in some random appartment with a random youtuber I watch. Apparently he is going through really hard financial times and we are roommates now. I use telekinesis to help him bring his luggage in. We sit down on the luggage and talk before watching a move together.

      I am in a warehouse. I can see through the high windows that it is night time and raining. The light of a single hanging lamp falls on my girlfriend and I. A bald super villain leans on a catwalk above and monologues. A mook enters and the super villain commands him to kill us. I become lucid and punch the mook in the face. The super villain points at us and yells. A lightning bolt crashes through the ceiling and nearly misses us. I fly into the super villain and crash both us through the corrugated metal of the wall into the rain. He floats now and I realize my mistake as he laughs and points at the sky. I look up and brace for the impact of another lightning bolt and wake up.
    15. 4/15/17 - Spring Comp Night 1

      by , 04-15-2017 at 06:22 PM
      Apologies in advance for my writing - according to my offline DJ, my last lucid was on February 22nd, so itís been way too long since Iíve written anything up fully like this. But WOW, leave it to competitions to finally break me out of my lucidless rut.

      Iím apparently good friends with Austin Hargrave (ďPeanutButterGamerĒ on Youtube), and Iím meeting him and another friend at a local pizza place. I contemplate asking him for tips on starting my own gaming channel on Youtube, but suddenly remember I need to call ahead and reserve a table.

      A house in my neighborhood that Iíve apparently been looking into buying just got sold to an elderly couple, and I drive by in my car to see them ceremoniously signing the final papers out on the front porch.


      I do a WBTB, and then fall back asleep with no dreams. I wake up about an hour later and manage to DEILD into a dream. Iím standing outside of a McDonaldís in the drive-thru lane. I RC by looking at my right hand - Iím first intrigued by how realistic it looks, but as I move it my fingers start turning invisible. My left arm is raised above my head for some reason, but Iím unable to move it. I assume itís up there because thatís where my real arm is, so I attempt to ďseparateĒ my dream arm from it. This sort of works - I now have a second left arm that I can control, but my original left arm is still raised. Somehow the dream starts to destabilize, but I manage to recover it enough and find myself in my bedroom at my old house. I stop to think of my 3-step tasks, and since the first one is to fly, I jump out my bedroom window and start flying. Underneath me, the entire landscape is a frozen tundra (an odd sight for a Florida home). I start to hear background music and quickly recognize it as the City Escape theme from Sonic Adventure 2. I continue to look around, but because all the snow around me is white, the entire dream turns white and I wake up.

      Two of my friends arrive at my house to hang out. One of them, who just got back from his architecture internship in California, has a projector screen under his arm and asks if I have a projector he can use to show us his portfolio.

      Iím at a cabin in the mountains, working undercover as a hiker trying to infiltrate some drug trafficking operation going on nearby. I manage to sneak into this warehouse nearby owned by one of the local gangs, but while Iím gathering evidence, a rival gang starts attacking the compound. I try to hide to make sure Iím not spotted by either gang, and somehow manage to sneak back out. I run to a laptop that Iíve stashed nearby to report back to headquarters, but before I can do that, one of the gang leaders comes from around the corner and points a gun at my head. I immediately become lucid and manage to strip the gun from his hands. The rest of the gang appears behind him and starts shooting at me, but because Iím lucid the bullets donít even penetrate the skin. I start firing back to take them down, but it turns out theyíre invincible as well for some reason. One of my team members throws some kind of grenade that magically turns them all into balloons, and then fires at them with a special dart gun to pop and kill them all. Soon after, a helicopter arrives to pick us up, and as we head back to headquarters, we fly over my college campus, which has a ton of new state-of-the-art buildings.

      For some reason, we have Easter church service in my bedroom, and I sing a duet with some other girl in the youth group, which manages to sound halfway decent despite having microphone difficulties.

      Iím at my old high school, where thereís an intramural softball game between my high school graduating class and a ton of DV members. Iím watching from the sidelines since I technically fall into both groups, but Iím secretly rooting for DV, and start cheering wildly when we score 2 runs on a sacrifice fly.


      Night 1
      5 NLDs - 5
      WBTB - 2
      First WILD (DEILD) - 10
      RC/Stabilization - 1
      Fly + 1st Step - 10
      First DILD - 10
      Gain Invulnerability - 5

      Night 1 Total - 43 pts
      Tags: competition
      Categories
      lucid
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