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    1. Accessing Memory (EILD)

      by , 02-13-2015 at 08:59 PM
      Ritual: WTB 3am, woke several times before and after dawn but didn't WBTB, woke around 9:30am and put vibrating alarm on wrist, set for 24 minutes. Woke up too soon, before it went off, reset it. Next cycle effective.

      EILD: I feel the pulse of the alarm on my left wrist, waking me, but remember to lay very still and see if I can maintain dream state. I experimentally move my hands and arms and from the sinuous and unimpeded sense of motion I'm convinced this is working, that I'm moving the dream body and not the physical one. I know I have to be careful not to overdo it and actually engage real motor functions, so I spend some time almost "dancing" in place with my arms, writhing them bonelessly like a snake dance, until I have enough sense of engagement with the dream body that I risk rolling out of bed. I can't walk yet: I can barely crawl over the rug. I know I need to engage the environment, so I stare at the carpet, noticing the texture of the pile. I'm pleased when I spot a piece of random detritus under my dresser, because something unexpected means the dreamstate is gaining momentum. To gain traction I focus on physical sensations, running my hands over the carpet and even bending lower to rub my cheek against it. Even though I've done this many times before I'm still impressed with the vividness of the sensation, it feels so scratchy and real.

      When I feel sufficiently engaged with my dream body, I manage to stand upright and walk. I easily recall my plan to work on memory—carefully though! I don't want to actually wake myself up. Trying to remember where I went to sleep seems unnecessary, as I still haven't left the bedroom. What about the date? I'm pretty sure it's February... I don't want to think harder to get the precise date lest that efffort wake me. (It's worth nothing that I usually have to think just as hard to remember the calendar date in WL. Usually I just look at my phone because it's easier.)

      I start walking through the hall toward the kitchen. What other memory should I try to access? I know, what have I been reading lately? I'm pretty sure I came up with the correct general impression, but even as I write this, details of my waking life knowledge of this topic are corrupting and crowding out the dream recollections to the point where it is hard to be sure how specific my answer was. At any rate, in the dream I felt satisfied with my level of memory access and moved on.

      As I entered the kitchen I noticed something peculiar: even though I was in a very accurate mental model of my house and had a strong access to waking recollection, and had even managed to access WL memory without disrupting the dream state, it had not in the least improved it either. I had a good sense of tactility (I find that the easiest sense to maintain), but as so often in early WILDs (which this effectively was though induced by EILD technique), my vision was still extremely poor. The haziness was mitigated by the fact that I was in a dream version of my house, as I almost am at the start of dreams of this type, so I "knew" what was around me and that knowledge could help make up for the lack of visual clarity. Perhaps that is partly why my mind instinctively frames such dreams in this way, in addition to the straightforward logical continuity of entering the dream from a mental model of the same place I went to sleep. It moreover suggests that from the start of WILDs I always instinctively remember where my WL body is sleeping, even if I am not paying deliberate attention to the fact.

      I wondered if concentrating would clean up my vision but there was no improvement— it's too bad I didn't think of Fryingman's awesome technique, which I only read about last night, of "taking off the blurry glasses." I figured I should try to clean it up in the usual way, interacting with the dreamstate until it naturally clarified and brightened. Meanwhile, I thought about the other tasks I had been planning. Most important was the elusive forest. After many tries fruitlessly trying to reach it on foot, I decided that I need to stop chasing it, since I seem to be encountering a mental block, and instead will it to manifest around me. I also remembered another task that I've been wanting to try for ages but never managed to think of when dreaming (so maybe this memory trick is working after all?) My idea was to see if I could "play" my WoW character, a Forsaken, and explore the Undercity. I murmur her name aloud, but decide to save that for another time—right now my main goal is to work on the forest.

      I stand squarely in my kitchen and start to visualize myself surrounded by trees. There is a tall houseplant to my right with feathery foliage: it must be the little potted tree I used for Christmas, a Norfolk pine. I reach out and grasp its soft needles with my right hand, thinking this will help focus my thoughts on the forest I am attempting to conjure. Intriguingly, I fail to notice the spatial discrepancy: although the real tree is only a few feet from where I dreamed it, in WL it is now outside on the patio rather than inside the house.

      Unfortunately, this is as close as I get to manifesting anything like a forest before my husband comes into the room. I figure he'll just ignore me because I am dreaming—and oddly I make the assumption, as I seem so often to do in the dreamstate, that I am encountering the real-life version of him even though I know I am dreaming. Maybe it is this tendency that makes some people interpret dreams so closely modeled on RL spaces as "OBEs". But I am thrown into confusion when my husband looks right at me and starts talking. What does it mean? How can he possibly see me? Could I have been wrong in my conviction that so-called "OBEs" are a naive misinterpretation of certain kinds of LDs; might I really be "projecting" an image of myself into the waking world? This still doesn't seem plausible, but the only alternative I can think of is that I am actually awake. (Note the dream logic: despite the generally high level of memory access and mental function in this dream, I completely fail to consider the most likely— and as it turns out correct—alternative, that the encounter with my husband is nothing more than a projection of my dreaming imagination.)

      So am I awake or dreaming? I'm not sure anymore. It feels like a dream, and I'm still not seeing my environment very clearly, but maybe I'm still groggy and bleary from having just gotten up. How could I be confused about this, though? Although there are plenty of times that I'm fully convinced I'm awake and turn out to have been dreaming, not once have I ever been fully convinced I was dreaming and turned to be awake. It doesn't occur to me to try any of the typical RCs, but I focus my attention inward, on my sense of bodily awareness, to try to figure this out. I've often noticed that my dream body is characterized by a peculiar kind of inward vibration radiating from the area of my solar plexus—this impression used to be very strong and distinct, especially when flying, but it has become much less noticeable as I've grown more experienced. I think I can sense it now but it is very faint.

      My husband is still talking, and although I am too perplexed to follow what he is saying, he seems to be complaining about some bad habit of mine. "...twenty-one times a day," he concludes. Apparently that's how often I do the thing that has been annoying him. Does it have something to do with my dream practice?

      The encounter has now totally disrupted my concentration on the forest task, so I turn around and approach the patio door, thinking I'll just go outside. The weather looks lovely, cloudy and wet. "Hey, it's raining," I comment aloud, and anticipate how nice it will be to feel the cool water on my skin. I start to take off my sweater so I'll have something dry to put on when I come back in (it doesn't occur to me how odd it is that I'm wearing a sweater if I supposedly just got out of bed) and pull open the door.

      "Don't, we have to leave," warns my husband. I recall (correctly) that he wanted us to go out on an errand today, but even if I am somehow actually awake, it must still be mid-morning. I assumed we were going in the afternoon, why would he want to leave so early? With these thoughts the dream is finally disrupted and I wake up.

      Note: On the way to my laptop to write things down, I remember the silent alarm still on my wrist and look at the time. It reads 20:42, and it was set for intervals of 24 minutes, which means the whole dream played out in just under three and a half minutes. Of course, then it took an hour and a half to fully record, which is maybe why it's a good thing I don't LD every night, lol.

      Updated 02-13-2015 at 09:10 PM by 34973

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      lucid
    2. Scaredy cats

      by , 02-08-2015 at 10:34 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #409 - DIELD - 6:06AM

      I have a long and confusing dream about sleeping at my parents old house. The time keeps changing and I worry about getting up for work on time. The early details aren't important, but my parents eventually tell me they are leaving to go to a tomato festival. They leave my room and I lay there for a moment. Suddenly, I hear a terrible scream and cats fighting. I rush to the top of the stairs and see my cats running out of a bedroom at the bottom with tails fluffed out.

      I wake slightly and relax back into the dream. I am the stairs again and I go down to the room at the bottom. It's dark in there and I feel like something evil is hiding in the room. I spend some time calling out whatever monster may be lurking with various forms of profanity, but nothing happens. Then, I fearfully reach into the room and try the light switch, but, of course, that doesn't work either. I decide this is all stupid and leave out the back door. As I step out, the cats rush past me into the yard. This makes me worry that something is following me so I turn and walk backwards a while. Thankfully, nothing is there. The house seems extra dark now that I am standing in full sunlight and I turn to have a look at the dream environment. The colors of the trees are a extra vivid and bright green, but also very dream like and blurry at the edges of my vision. I feel awe and peace and this makes me want to fly up into the sky. Before I can do anything else, I suddenly wake without warning.
    3. Lost Vacation

      by , 01-05-2015 at 03:50 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      I dreamed that I was in a town. I was there supposedly for vacation. I was with some people. For some reason, I was attracted to one of the guys. I hugged him from behind, and we were like a couple. We took a tricycle somewhere, near the beach, a house. Later on, however, I can't seem to remember his face. Or I mistook one guy for him. I can't seem to find him anymore.

      ----

      Notes:

      - This is one of those dreams with longer notes than dream content. I wish I could remember more of my dream. It seemed important. I didn't do incubation, but I couldn't get the issue at hand out of my head.

      - I woke up in a panic, but it may not be due to this dream. I thought I was going to be late for work or school. It's been years since I was required to be on time for work or school. (anxiety of making a decision soon before it's too late, long-term consequences)
      - I've been experiencing anxiety these last few days because I have to decide something big, something that barely has any benefit to me except to live with a guy I like very much. He didn't let on whether he likes me back or not... he just needed someone to share the rent in a new place, I think... ("vacation" and hugging a guy, other people were inconsequential in the dream)
      - There are a lot of risk on my part: I will have to move all of my stuff, pay another deposit and advance in the new place, be farther from commute areas (especially train). I'm also emotionally involved (seems that he isn't), so if ever he dates a guy (who isn't me), I'd be devastated. But I'll be stuck in the same place, so I can't take a time-out. He, on the other hand, might be able to by simply staying at the guy's place or even his home.
      - If he moves out, I'll be stuck in the place or have to find a new place (so it's another move). Staying would be problematic because the only reason I'm moving in the first place is because he's there. If he's no longer there, why would I stay? The place itself has no benefit for me, except that it's the hub for yuppies, and even then, so what? ("I can't seem to find him anymore")
      - ... I think I'm starting to understand the dream now... (notes in the parentheses above were added after this line)
    4. Help me figure this out please!

      by , 12-29-2014 at 11:44 PM
      I am a 15 year old female . I have a boyfriend named Terry, and we have been together for about 10 months. Last night a had a dream that i did not like at all!

      I was at school with my boyfriend,Terry, me and him do not go to the same school in real life though. In the dream i was in my third hour class (social studies) i had him in that class but i couldn't find him through the whole hour. After the period ended i waited for him outside. While waiting a guy i knew in elementary school who also goes to my current school starts talking to me;Greco. In the dream though he looked completely different, his teeth were black almost falling out he was taller than usual and he talked different. Terry saw that he was talking to me and i was talking to him back, I was able to see myself from his eyes! i felt his anger too. Then i turned around i saw him staring he looked angry but yet he was about to cry. Seeing him like that made me tear up and feel like somehow i betrayed him. I ran after him calling his name once i caught up he didn't talk or walk anymore. I asked him what happened and he just quickly walked into his next class. I followed him determined to figure out what was wrong. He was talking to a girl, one i've never seen before with his eyes watery. I grabbed his arm and slowly pulled. My goal was to get him out of the room to talk it seemed like he was actually going to come outside with me but instead he slapped my hand and sat at a nearby desk. I looked back at him he didn't want to look at me. I left the room crying , i stayed outside his class just crying. At one point he realized i was crying and walked out of the classroom. The only thing he said to me was "im aloud to leave the class whenever so it's okay." Suddenly two of his friends appeared they all walked me to class but Terry did not say a word to me he just continued to talk to his friends with his arm around me. Then time in the day passed and it was time to go home. I left the classroom ten minutes early along with my friend Perla. We were outside playing soccer (We both are soccer players) then she tells me shes going to go use the restroom she never came back so i left to the buses and there she was waiting for it. i got mad at her for a second . Then the bus came and as i was waking in she quickly turned into my other friend Itzel . I was still a little mad at her then i saw Terry's best friend; Frankie. Since he was also my friend i sat with him on the bus. He looked at me in a strange way. This is the weird part. I heard noises coming from his backpack so i got closer to it. He asked me what i was doing and i told him. Then after a few seconds of silence he said "Dude smell my shirt it smells really good!". The area he was pointing to was an area between his shoulder and neck. As i was going in to smell it all i could think was "Please don't kiss me,please don't kiss me." Then the first thing he does was kiss me. The kiss was a really passionate one too. In my head i saw and felt like i was kissing Terry so i kissed him back. He slowly laid me down i opened my eyes and pushed him off. I couldn't believe what i did, i was devastated i felt sick but yet he still kissed me once more. Again i kissed him back. I stopped him again and asked him why. He then old me it was all going to be okay that he would ask TERRY'S mom to marry us !! Nothing made scene to me! All of a sudden i woke up but i knew i was still dreaming. I was on a bed with my hands on my tummy, pregnant with Frankie at my side and Terry's mom marrying us. She called me a bunch of nasty names making me fill up with anger and tears. Then i gave birth, the baby came out looking exactly like Terry but girl version. Frankie automatically loved her. We named her Terresa. I did not see Terry throughout the whole rest of the dream. Apparently we lived happily ever after.. well he did .

      Can somebody what this all could have meant? One thing i forgot to mention in real life me and Frankie don't talk the last time we talked was before me and Terry started dating. Thank You.
    5. 11/8/14 (Lucid)

      by , 11-08-2014 at 06:00 PM
      Finally, a weekend to sleep in and just dream. I don't know what this part of my night was (not a dream) but I'll have to include it, anyway. When I became thoroughly exhausted at 4am, I happened to be in my sister's room and decided to just crash there. When I laid down, though, I felt this warm breeze on my face. The feeling was comparable to someone passing by me, which I found a bit strange. I never try any DILDs, WILDs, or other sleeping techniques, nor have I actually read through any on here, so I don't know if this relates to one of these techniques, (I kind of thought so,) but it sure was weird to me. Within two minutes of laying there, that ringing noise you hear in your ears increased significantly and then seemed to *change frequencies*, finally settling on one that was higher and very clear. As soon as it settled, my entire body shook as if an earthquake was occurring. I knew things like this happened sometimes, so I just went with it, but nothing really happened after that, other than vibrations. I didn't really know what to do, either. Since I was pretty spooked out by that warm breeze still and nothing was happening after that "incident," I just sat up and went to my room to sleep. Having a nightmare was not on my to-do list.

      In my own room I had two consecutive lucids immediately, I'm guessing because I was so exhausted. In one of the dreams, I was at school. When I "woke up" I had the feeling, as usual, that it is very easy and natural to do, and that I'm always capable of doing it. I wracked my brain, thinking of things people have told me to try that I hadn't before. I wasn't very alert or concentrated at this point (had to focus every ten seconds or so to remain lucid and wasn't really feeling much energy to try) so I knew I couldn't do anything huge. I looked around and realized, "I could try reading!" Someone had told me that reading things was interesting because after you read something, if you try to read it again it changes. To my knowledge, nothing changed, though, and I did read a few things. Oh well, I thought. I really can't remember the other thing I tried. It may have been using my phone because it was technology? If I did that, I think it also worked, but I didn't put much effort into that one, either. I know I ran to another classroom later because I remembered from my pre-lucid state that some of my friends were in the, say, English room. I always run in lucid dreams because it feels funny and unnatural and why not? When I got there I scanned the room, looking at my classmates, and saw someone I've always found very attractive. I kind of grabbed at his bare arm (he was wearing a t-shirt) but his arm grew thinner and slipped away. I know I looked to see if his twin was around (I also find him attractive, haha,) but I don't think he was. Whether he was there or not, I tried again, taking one of their wrists and this time holding on successfully. It was kind of a big deal getting our fingers to intertwine and holding hands.

      As soon as we did and our palms pressed against each other, I woke up. I realized I was horny!! This was/is a big deal to me because even after 17, almost 18 years of living I have never been able to say that I have "felt horny." So, finally! (Don't worry, the rest is actually SFW.) I went back to sleep, knowing that I could wake up lucid again and hoping I could maybe figure out my sexuality a little bit, now that I know I'm capable of feeling horny. (I actually really hate that word.) So I entered my next dream lucid and what do you know? A blond, taller, and more built version of Josh Hutcherson happened to emerge from a shower. (I don't know why him - I even had to look up his name to type it just now - but whatever, I'll take it!) I won't write what my thoughts were about what I wanted to do, but basically nothing really happened, although I can't remember why. It's possible that I woke up within the next few minutes and gave up, or that I was too tired in my lucid state to continue, but either way, I know at some point I said "fuck it" and just gave up my lucid state because of my lack of motivation. In my head, I thought, "I know I'm exhausted in real life but I shouldn't be in my dream, too!" I wasn't feeling it, though.

      If anyone reads this and knows what I was describing in the first paragraph, please let me know!

      Realizations: reading isn't always impossible, it really is easy to become lucid, last time I was lucid (about a week ago) I also woke up a few times and had gone to bed late, it's difficult for me to figure out sexual things in dreams, and I need to work on not being lazy and unmotivated.

      Updated 11-08-2014 at 06:32 PM by 54975

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      lucid
    6. Water

      by , 10-16-2014 at 07:11 PM
      Water has been showing up in my dreams lately!

      Last night wasn't lucid. There was a lot of water around and every time I came close to it it either caused trouble for others or burned my skin. There was a lot of anger and misunderstood feelings in this dream. This guy also kept showing up he was tall with lighter colored hair, and he seemed frustrated about something
      Tags: confusion, dark, water
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      Uncategorized
    7. Syncope

      by , 08-13-2014 at 02:42 AM (Threecat's Dreamtime)
      This morning I visited the doctor to get some blood taken. During the drawing process, I lost consciousness. The time in between was basically lost--I do not have any real solid feeling of "being" anywhere, except some flitting images or colors that my mind was attempting to process. I couldn't even really claim to have had a "self" at this point--basically just a feeling of confusion and bewilderment. In retrospect, I imagine this is what animals must feel like at times, and it was highly . . . disconcerting.

      As I began to come out of it, in darkness, I had the distinct feeling of being in both a sitting position and a lying position, and it became crucial to me to understand which of these my body was currently in. Once I was revived (eyes open and conscious) I still did not recognize any of the people there (my doctor and two nurses) or where I was until my doctor explained what had happened. I tried to explain my confusion: "I didn't know where I was!" My doctor very compassionately nodded, as though he understood. Maybe he did. Very unpleasant experience--basically fatigued for the rest of the day with a mild headache.

      So here was what came to me: was what I experienced coming out of the state (or within the state? hard to say) an example of what death will "feel" like? If so, I can only say I expect it will be terrible--at least the dying part.

      Updated 08-13-2014 at 07:26 PM by 69552

      Categories
      memorable , side notes
    8. 7/29/14: Trying Again (And a crazy dream)

      by , 07-31-2014 at 10:37 AM (Dreams and Stuff, y'know...)
      I've been inactive for quite a while now. But, I am planing on making an effort to get back into the routine of things. Honestly, it's the off the wall (and extremely memorable) dreams I've been having lately, I think, that's pushed me to try LD'ing again. I had made some vague kind of progress prior, but not much. So, hopefully shooting for farther this time. Also, I kind of rebooted everything (deleted the old DJ posts, for various reasons) and am likely going to limit my posts on here to only the particularly interesting dreams.
      Now, without further ado, the dream:

      I was taking a nap. When I later woke up, I felt slightly confused for some reason. Something seemed off, but I couldn't quite figure out what exactly it was. I looked at my hands, thinking that I was in a dream. My room was very dark so I could only faintly see it, but it was definitely there. On my hands I noticed some slightly glowing writings (the kind of glow you see if you stare into a light-bulb for a while and then look away and it's kind of burned into your vision) I couldn't tell what they were but didn't care. I tried to change something in the dream and it didn't work, so although I was extremely confused as to what was going on, I went back to sleep. When I woke up again, (still in the dream, of course) I was somewhat scared now. I couldn't tell what time it was, and apparently I didn't notice that my room was slightly rearranged and I had a somewhat different desk. As usual, my computer was still on but asleep. I checked the digital clock next to my bed, it was 9 something AM. What the? I don't usually wake up this early! Hey, school is coming around the corner soon and I need to get back into schedule anyways. I'll stay up for the rest of the day and try to go to bed a little earlier than usual. Also, I was confused as it seemed to be the middle of the night. After seeing that time on the clock, it seemed to be early morning-ish from what I could tell. I could slightly recall some sort of flashing in the dream I was having during my sleep. (Dream inside a dream? INCEPTION MUCH?) As I got up, my phone notification light was blinking on the little plastic table by my bed. It was a message from a friend. (not a waking life friend, just some random part of the dream, I guess) I got the vague feeling this friend was a bit of a cocky jerk. You know, the kind who gets all the girls? Anywho, the message said something along the lines of "There's some kind of temple near you. Don't leave where you are right now." Again, no temple near where I am. What is he talking about? And besides, I wasn't going to leave the house anyways. I went onto my computer and recall looking something up about aliens. Something I can't recall must've happened because I got even more scared than I was before. The tension in the dream was on high as I got up to go turn on the light. I assumed that flash I saw in my dream must've been some kind of lightning strike finding its way into my dream, and that the power was out. I suppose it kind of made sense. I went to check with someone else in the house and see if they knew what was going on, as I was still pretty dazed. (and again, slightly frightened) However, as I walked through the dark hall, something happened (I can't recall exactly what) and I ran back into my room terrified. As I came in, I saw a black CMD box on my computer. Was I programming? I have bene learning Python lately and I got a little into C++, but I don't recall doing any of that. It was blurry from where I was though so I ran over and read it. It said "RUN RUN RUN" Each of the "RUN"s were separated by about a paragraph, and when I tried to collect my thoughts and look at the bottom line again, it said "Um" or something like that. At this point, I was just plain horrified, I screamed as loudly as I could for help and ran out of my room for the nearest person I could find. But as I got to the door, I suddenly felt the kind of crippled, dazed sensation of a violent head rush and fell partially to my knees. I scrambled to my feet, pretty much on the edge in terms of consciousness and still screaming, and ran for the other person's room. This person was naked from the bottom down, which I noticed and quickly assumed was because they slept naked or something. I (pathetic, I know) jumped up next to them in the bed and curled up in fear, crying and squeaking like some kind of scared little child. A few seconds later, I woke up. (Oh, and said person did NOT seem to care about how terrified I was acting. Which is strange because in my waking life they would likely be at full attention and asking me what's going on. Not to mention, I think most people would act at least slightly more caring if their loved one came screaming and scrambling into their room and then curled up next to them and shriveled up in fear.)

      Also, I'd like to note that upon waking, I felt a bit of pain in my sides that I felt was relevant to the dream.

      Updated 08-01-2014 at 09:57 PM by 56259

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening , memorable , side notes
    9. 5/9/14 - tyra banks?

      by , 05-09-2014 at 05:35 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      Dream Fragment: Me and like three other girls have military fleet ships in the sea, I purposely ignored the other ships radioing me because I was tired, and when we got back to shore the other girls walked away from me into the netted base and whispered stuff to tyra banks. Tyra then said she wanted to have a talk with me and sat next to me and I told her "I know, now you're gonna take my fleet ship away from me, and I have to leave". She looked at me in shock and said "No, just answer the radio next time". Then she walked away, and I walked down some boardwalk confused contemplating how I got my punishment so wrong and admired tyra's mercy.
    10. 1/30/14 - secret twin

      by , 01-31-2014 at 07:32 AM (Leaving the matrix)
      Dream Fragment: I'm standing in a lit up room, it's bright white. There's this blonde girl in my personal space urging me to tell her about my secret. She tells me that she knows I have a twin sister. I just stare at her confused and she gets more and more aggravated with me and grabs my arms and pushes me out of her way into a wall, and she walks out a door and slams it shut.
    11. 1/24/14 - deteriorating robot

      by , 01-24-2014 at 09:16 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      Me and timmy turner from fairly odd parents are walking on a sidewalk along backyards wooden fences. It is sunset and the sky has shade of pink, orange and purple with dark blue at the end. We go around the corner and there is a small grass field, we decide to walk across it because maybe it will be a short cut. Timmy doesn't talk to me the entire time. He stops at the end of the field and turns and looks behind me with horror on his face. So I turn also and see a huge red and silver robot taller than a two story building just standing there staring straight ahead. Then timmy runs and kicks it in the shin and it completely fall into pieces on the grass. Then timmy finally talks to me and we high five each other because the demise of the robot was so enthralling, then in the middle of our celebration timmy stops and has a weird look on his face, I follow his eyes to where he is glaring and see the robots parts dissolving into nothing on the grass, then me and timmy give each other a confused look and continue walking home silently.
    12. 8/16/13 dream- princess in trouble part 2

      by , 08-17-2013 at 09:01 AM (Dark Kikyo's Dream Journal)
      This is part two of the princess in trouble dream I had on the sixteenth of August. Sorry if the first part bored you, it gets A LOT crazier and convoluted the farther in it goes. I am just so excited about this dream, dreams this elaborate and long only happen a dime a dozen with me I treasure them when I have them. Here is the map of the house this took place so you can reference if you want or don't remember it from last time. Click the picture to make it larger, it's kinda small on its own.
      Spoiler for dream house layout:


      Part 2: Things in the house had become much less depressing after the new guy rescued me from being taken advantage of. I'd see him around the house and we would talk. He seemed so interested in me and nice, I was so certain that he had to like me. I began to notice that my other friend was starting to wonder about mine and the new guys relationship. I could feel that she was becoming jealous of me, but she never let on. She never did treat me coldly or anything, we were much too good friends for that, but I could tell that she was confused. My best friend, on the other hand, got more distant. She would suddenly change direction when I got near her and she would act like she didn't see me. Sometimes I would catch her off guard and we would talk casually, but it never lasted long before she walked off. I was starting to become saddened about what the new guy was doing to my best friends and I, we never had let anyone come between us and all three of us liking him was difficult. Things continued this way until one fateful day.

      I always assumed that my best friend's crush on the new guy was unfounded, but I was standing in my room when suddenly this feeling came over me. My best friend had come to mind, and I could sense that something was happening between her and the new guy. Not wanting to walk in on anything, I waited for the feeling to go away before I went to search for her. I found her in her room, sitting at the table looking love struck, yet also troubled. I asked her what was up and she jumped like she hadn't known I was there, then answered "Nothing, nothing at all. Why you ask??" She spoke quickly and my suspicion became fact. He had just got done seducing her. It was this point that the new guy's status with me had gone from a nice, sexy, guy to someone who liked to stir the pot. I didn't mention my thoughts to my best friend and left the room. On my way back to my room I met up with the body guard. He noticed I looked troubled and asked if there was anything he could do. I thanked him but said no. Honestly, I wanted him to help me, I wanted him to hug me, but I only wanted that as an escape from my heart break that the new guy had caused, and I didn't want to take advantage of him. I think the body guard knew this; He kept my eyes locked on his, like he was trying to tell me how he felt through his gaze, but I walked away. I couldn't deny, from that moment a stirring feeling of interest had started to grow for the body guard, but I didn't want to jump from one guy to the next so soon after my deep interest in the new guy. The next time I saw the new guy the air about him had changed. I was starting to see him for who he was, but he was just too dang enticing. I couldn't make myself lose interest.

      He continued to pursue my friends and I at the same time, and we were all too drawn in by him for any of us to back off. All the while my interest in the body guard kept growing inside me as well, we continued to have moments like in the small walkway. A time came when my two best friends and I met up in the meeting room to have a girls day and try to move on from our unspoken jealousy of one another. During our hang out, the new guy walked in and proceeded to show the most interest in my other friend, and my best friend and I noticed. He sat right up against her, looking into her eyes romantically, and we became uncomfortable. We took it as the final sign that he had chosen her and our friend day ended. I started to try and let my interest in him go away, and started to gear my full interest in the body guard. I saw him in the sitting room and we had a fun, friendly moment, and I was fully happy for the first time in a long while. We would joke around all friendly like, nudging each others shoulders and laughing. I was in my room one day when the body guard finally got up the courage to kiss me, and it was so great. The new guy never wanted to kiss me, even though I knew he had kissed both of my friends.

      Later that same day, I was sitting in the meeting room alone and a sudden sense came upon me. The new guy had noticed my interest in the body guard and was heading my way holding something. He erupted into the room in a fiery passion of determination and threw himself in the chair next to me. He stared straight into my eyes and boldly announced "I want you to marry me." and he pulled out a ring. Total shock had come over me, I was completely speechless. I had abandoned any hope that he would want me, I was sure he wanted my other friend. Then two other rings had fallen out of his pocket and landed on the table. Each had a different color and look then the one he offered me, and I knew they were for my best friends. I wanted to tell him no, I had no interest in marrying him. My mind was geared on the body guard and I was about to decline his offer, when suddenly I found I couldn't say anything. I was absentmindedly nodding my head yes, and he put the ring on me. I sat in a confused stupor as he left the room, and I instantly had a feeling of deep regret for the body guard. It was my lands custom that after a few hours of wearing a betrotheds ring, you were officially man and wife.

      I'm leaving my dream here. I don't want to make each part too long and make anyones interest go away. I predict probably about another part, maybe two, we will see. Hopefully someone out there enjoys these, I so really want people to like this dream as much as I do. It just speaks so deeply to me for some reason and I can't get it off my mind. The next part is going to get even more convoluted and hopefully I can coherently recollect it, it kind of starts going all over the place. Thanks for reading

      Updated 08-17-2013 at 10:29 AM by 65051

      Categories
      lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    13. Same person in my dreams every night.

      by , 07-12-2013 at 10:14 AM
      I left school at the end of May. I met this boy 2 years ago at school, we didn't have a close relationship but we were friends. He had a personality that somehow made me smile he was funny and caring and had a flirty side that made me feel special. I have a boyfriend and have been with him for the same amount of time that I have known this other boy. On the last day the other boy gave me a cuddle and that was it. But I keep dreaming about him!

      Dream1: we were talking at school, he sat on the edge of a table I was stood infront of him and he pulled me onto his lap. This somewhat felt normal in my dream. I woke up and felt really guilty.

      Dream2: the boy was walking me home from school. This never happened in real life. The school didn't look like my school and the location wasn't the same. He was holding my hand and he suddenly stopped swung me around and kissed me passionately we continued to walk lips still attached. I looked at the time said I had to go, he embraced me and gave me another kiss and I ran away. And again this seemed normal. I woke up and again felt guilty and confused.

      Last nights dream: it was a party. Not sure what the party was for. But it was at school. Not my school again. I was doing the buffet in the kitchen as the activity started. I was dressed in leggings and a white and black collared top and white converse. Everyone else was wearing dresses and a suit.

      The party was quiet, I walked out of the kitchen to see what was going on. Everyone is just sitting at tables in.silence. Then the other boy came running up to me, picked me up and was spinning me around he kept moving around the room, still spinning. All of a sudden he dropped me. I had a cut on my head and a bruise on my knee. I walked into the main.building of the school as if nothing happened.

      I was in a library then people turned up next to me and I didn't recognize anyone. A man then turned up and chased us out the room I ran to the boy and he caught me in his arms. I turn around and the man chasing us was gone. I walked away from the boy. He grabbed my arm and said 'let me be beside you' I nodded and continued to walked.

      Ended up back in the library because I left something in there. I opened the door and the library was destroyed, books and shelves everywhere. I walked into the room and clambered over the mess the boy held out his hand to support my balance. I found it but the books again tumbles and fall on me. He rushed over and pulled me out. We used the books that were hanging out of shelves as stairs to reach an air vent and crawled through it. The boy went first and the suddenly stopped while crawling through he looked into my eyes and kisses me. I woke up this morning and am becoming more and more confused.

      What does.it mean? I used.to have a.crush on him 5 years ago. Are the feelings still there? Because I love my boyfriend..
    14. 4/10/13 - Very frustrating LD (trying to lucid while lucid thinking I wasn't lucid)

      by , 04-10-2013 at 11:36 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      So I decided I was going to try a WILD, I got on my back on my bed and just started to do what I usually do before I fall asleep, which is day dream. (I'm guessing at some point around here I fell asleep), I guess I stayed lucid, but I didn't even know I entered a dream so I just kept trying to lucid. I remember during this that every time I closed my eyes I could still see my room and everywhere I looked through my eye lids. I also noticed my blanket wasn't on my body, and I contemplated putting it on me but I didn't want to ruin my efforts so I just though oh whatever. Finally something began to happen as I lay there, my body had these massive waves of vibration that would start from my feet and go all the way up my body, and i heard the vibration and each time this happened I tried to enter a dream by imagining places people or situations, and it would begin to work, I would almost enter a lucid dream within my lucid dream, but then the waves of vibration would end to soon for me to fully like transcend into one so I tried and tried through about 20 vibration waves. After what seemed like about an hour of this I woke up confused because I thought I was already awake, but in this awake my blanket was covering my body so I then realized I was freaking lucid dreaming and I wasted my l;lucid dream trying to lucid dream. It was so real.
    15. Confusing Buildings

      by , 03-11-2013 at 02:47 PM
      (this dream is current, as of last night)

      Side notes:
      WILD attempt unsuccessful. I felt the onset of paralysis, but the sound of the heater distracted me, so I was unable to "dive". Ugh. I need to not let those things distract me! I may have to turn the heat down, although then I'll have issues with being too cold. I can't wait for summer.

      The second time I woke up, I just couldn't tolerate remaining on my back. It's hard to describe the sensation, beyond discomfort coupled with a compulsion to roll over onto my side.



      The dreams:
      1. I was wandering through a hospital, which was also a university somehow. The elevators didn't work properly. The math professor accidentally locked me in the classroom; I don't remember how I got out. I remember that there were a lot of ledges and narrow bridges you had to climb in order to navigate even the most basic parts of the building, such as the library, and thinking to myself that it was unsafe.

      2. I dreamed that M--- and I were driving through a city. It was an unfamiliar city, but it was on a bay or sound of some sort. I wasn't paying attention, and M--- was driving. He drove up the metal framework of an unfinished bridge, and over the edge, into the water. I bitched at him and told him that he needed to pay attention to where bridges end. Rather than letting the car sink, I dragged it along behind me in the bay so that it floated and started the engine, using the car's engine to push us through the water faster.

      3. I dreamed I was lying on a mattress with Mom and G---, and G--- was trying to tell me that if you add red paint to yellow paint, it makes green paint. I was arguing with him that it did not, although at the time I couldn't articulate why. Mom began playing with actual paint, like finger paints, and made a mess.

      (Woke up, used bathroom)

      4. I dreamed I was in a city with high rise buildings. The light was shining off of them.

      5. I dreamed I was talking to a rheumatic old man. He had oddly-colored eyes, one was a deep blue hazel with brown in it and the other one had a brown iris shaped like a flower, where each petal had 2 dark brown dots in it, and no pupil. He had a cloth that was soaked in bleach that he would sniff, and told me about how comforting it was to him to smell it, then pressed it in my face - I wasn't too thrilled with it, although I do like the smell of bleach sometimes. He then told me about how the gene for his weird eye was recessive, and asked if any of my relatives had the recessive gene. I told him no, because he was creeping me out. His eye reminded me of a weird cat I remembered seeing (dream memory, not real), a black cat that also had oddly-colored and oddly-slanted eyes.

      (woke up and went back to sleep)

      6. I dreamed I was grocery shopping, and trying to select food that I thought both my brother and I would enjoy. The grocery store was dark and dingy, and the freezer cases had cloudy glass and didn't seem to close correctly or be working properly. I was loading up on junk food, thinking that we hadn't been able to afford it lately and he would be pleased. I also bought Fresca. I wanted to buy a small sample pack of different sodas, but someone had stolen 2 out of one of the sample packs and another one was nothing but grape (I hate grape). I was disappointed.

      Woke up. I need to remember to perform Reality Checks more often upon waking, though.

      Updated 03-11-2013 at 07:52 PM by 32101

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
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