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im sitting in my living room watching TV, there is no one else around me, i look to my right to see what appears to be a black hole on the wall next to me, i raise my hand up and put it near the spot and saw my fingers get pulled in and warped, it begins to gain strength and my hand is pulled in, no matter how hard i try i cant pull them out, eventually my entire arm is inside it, i look around but no one is there to help me. after a few minutes of trying, i finally manage to get my arm out, i then walk upstairs and, oddly, begin to write a dream journal of this exact dream when i wake up in my bed.

Non-Lucid
(Side Notes)


May 19th, 2011 - I will try my best to remember my dream. I am not capable of remembering full things so I can have loads of paragraphs on it, but I can have minor bits and pieces that will help improve my memory and dream recall. These are in no specific order unless I state so.


I remember being in a hotel room and Mom telling me she got me an Agent of some sort and that I was going to meet them in a few days to discuss possible acting gigs. There was a paper with a line I had to practice but I can not remember what it was. I do remember at some point saying “I'll be waking up soon anyways. This is just a dream!” or something along those lines, but I did not become lucid. It then skipped a bit to where I was in some sort of psychiatric hospital ( more like the psyh. ward in a prison.) I think I was originally supposed to be shooting a scene or meeting with some big wigs because of the Agent mom got me previously, but that changed. If I remember correctly, I had a white t-shirt on under some sort of button-up smock of a dark greenish color ( like the strong-hold clothes they make suicidal people wear at the hospital in Concord) and pants made of the same thick material. A guard who was dressed in a uniform that resembled deputies in small country towns (greenish colored) were about with batons/night-sticks. There were two different executions going on but I am not sure if they were jokes or not though I did get the sense in my dream that they were joking. I had to use the bathroom so I headed to the communal one and I remember being in a narrow stall going pee-pee. Some random people were leaving as I went. I started feeling tired in my dream as I usually do when I am close to waking up. A guard with blonde hair twirling a night-stick came in to see why was taking so long. He almost resembled a semi-younger version of Anthony Michael Hall, but a pointier nose like Patrick Wilson's. It took me a couple minutes to wipe myself because I was weak and tired. At that point, another guard – a black one – came in and was about to open the side of the stall but I screamed:

“Don't come in, I'm naked!” As a joke

I flushed the toilet then waltzed out of the stall and yelled “free ballin” . I was fully clothed and magically wearing some sort of black spandex type pants. The black guard left and the other one watched as I washed my hands. I think he made a few cracks about taking too long to rinse my hands and about taking too much paper towels which was when I said I liked to use a lot. I remember talking to him about not remembering much about why I was there and I think he thought I was a tranny because he was talking about something....and motioning to his neck as if I had an adam's apple. I said something like

“Well I can't remember a whole lot due to my accident...” and at that point, we walked down the hall where a few “patients” and a guard were gathered. Someone was wrapped up like a mummy and hanging by their neck. The Guard chopped the persons head off and it rolled to the ground. I remember jumping back and being scared while the guard escorting me continued walking. I had to squeeze between the dead body and patients, then step around the head when a girl screamed “BOO!” and I muttered something like “stop you fucking whore”. I woke up a few minutes later.

Very odd dream indeed. I am really hoping to improve my dream recall and have more vivid dreams because I am really ticked off at the fact that I can only remember small fragments. It's hard describing them that way.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was on the Brooklyn Bridge with my mother. The walkway of the bridge felt a lot different. It was like all the suspension cables were packed tightly together, and as if there were layers and layers of them. The cables seemed to run incredibly high up into the air. And the bridge itself seemed much bigger and taller than it is IWL.

I was standing out on some metal beam over the walkway with my mom. I may have been holding on to some of the suspension cables for balance.

I was telling my mom some dream I had. In the dream I stood out on some beach, possibly bordering a jungle. One of my co-workers, DD, was there. He had been followinf me around, snooping into my business.

Then, in this dream, a flood had come. It managed to wash me up onto a railroad freight car that was itself filled with debris. I stood on the debris, but it also sometimes felt like the freight car had a solid, red roof on it, and that I stood on that.

I was carrying something like notebooks and textbooks. I was actually in this place to begin with, I now understood, so I could study this stuff. There may actually have been a school desk in the distance, now littered with debris, which I had possibly been using for studying.

DD was now running all over the place, trying to find out where I'd gone. He was really intent on snooping on me for some reason. But I kept quiet and just got to my studying again.

I might not have spoken this dream to my mom. I may have thought it while she read my thoughts. As the dream ended, I may have gotten distracted and tried to tell her the dream again. I may not have known whether I had actually finished telling the dream. But at some point I felt like I was done telling my mom the dream.

For some reason I now climbed through the multi-layered lattice of the steel suspension cables. As I did, my mom asked me, through voice or thought, whether the people publishing me dreams were paying me a lot of money. I said no, that the newspaper (or periodical) I wrote my dreams in took my dreams for free.

I climbed down along a section of suspension cables that was like a ladder. It wasn't until I had started climbing down this ladder that I had felt any fear of heights. The bridge was so tall!

I was now back down on the wooden walkway of the bridge. My mom was already down there, but she was now an old man. She walked behind me as we walked on the outside of the fence guarding the walkway. We were on the edges of the wooden slats now, possibly heading back out to climb on the suspension cables.

The old man started talking about his life as a reporter, back in the old days. He said that in those days reporters really dug into a story. Nowadays, the old man said, reporting was shallow and lazy. I felt bad about what the old man was saying, as if I could have done something to prevent this.

Dream #2

I was in a living room which was positioned in the house like a bedroom. A few people had been in the room. They were all nice-looking and young.

Among these people was a Latina woman who had been recognized as a spy. The woman had been fatally injured or had been made to take poison.

Everybody else was now gone except for the woman and I. I may not have been "there," but just seeing the room. The woman lay on the couch on her back, her head and shoulders kind of slumping off the front of the couch. She was still alive and she may have said something.

I now had a view of another or the same woman. She was standing over me, as if I were a child. My view came up to just under her breasts. She wore a tight t-shirt and a dark blue hoodie. She was in trouble. She had possibly just been shot, or else she was possibly about to be shot.

(i would have gotten this up earlier except that my computer has been giving me crap since i fell for a false pop-up that turned out to be a virus, and i had school)



I awaken in my bed, i am unaware that im dreaming because i had been struggling to get back to sleep after really waking up at 2:45. i leave my bedroom and go downstairs to get a glass of water, then sit down to watch TV, i turn it on and a bizarre scene plays out, i see two guys standing side by side, in front of a mirror that seems to be acting like water. the guys are talking about whats on the other side, then suddenly one of them gets pulled through and trapped on the other side, the other guy runs to get help, then i awaken in my bed, completely confused

This started out as a typical random dream: I was in some sort of complex there was people every where in groups of 4-5 i was walking through it all casually passing by. Afterwards I stopped in the alley-way between two buildings and felt a feeling of "Awakening" I'm pretty sure it was my conciousness at that point i had said to myself I am dreaming like my usual DILDs I had recently read a guide on finding my dreamguide and tried to find it. I called out DO I HAVE A DREAM GUIDE a female voice replied "Yes, You do" I turned around to find a girl "Warping in" I looked at her and said are you my dreamguide she nodded with a faint yes motioning me to follow her she started to run away I was really happy at that point following behind her We were on a bridge far from the complex when i had stopped her to ask her name and if she was really my dream guide to which she replied "Strawberries" At that point I knew that it was a random dream character and I think my Dreamguide was toying with me. after the stupid dream character replied i had gotten angry and woken up at which point i couldn't get back to sleep so that ruined my night well maybe tonight ill have better luck

Welcome to anyone who may be reading this. I am creating this dream journal now so I can use it later. I have had around 7 lucid dreams so far many more to come I hope To give a little background on myself I have always loved dreams and always wanted to have them all the time as a kid i would have weird episodic reccuring dreams (it wasnt like the exact same dream but more a continuation each night like episodes in a series) the would always be so fun i remeber sleeping within my dreams sometimes, that brings me to something else i have always remembered my dreams in vivid detail since i can remember with no practice whatsoever i think thats different compared to most so i thought it was worth mentioning. Ive also been trying to wild for the past months and cant seem to do it yet. So this will be my dream journal and the reason im putting one on here is to let others around the forums get ideas or enjoy it i dont really know yet well we will find out

27.04.2011

One month dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a room and I decided to go to bed. I slept for a month and I had some dreams about homes and forests. I also had a different looking wife.

I had a FA in my grandma house. All my family was there and we were about to party. I went to a grocery store and felt very rested. I wanted to repeat something. I also wanted to share something.

I keep having dreams that my younger, 2 year old, sister is being raped.

In the first dream I didn't see her being raped, but I was at this guys house. I didn't know him but he seemed familiar. I said I was going to get something from the kitchen so I left my sister with him. When I came back in the room I heard her whimpering from the couch. In the dream he had shoved her under a blanket and between the couch cushions. She was bloody and crying, and I screamed in the dream and woke myself up.

In the second dream I was up in Big bear, and there was this guy there. I don't know him in RL, but in the dream he was a family friend. I walked into his cabin and saw him raping her. I went into a rage and took her off of him and starting beating him. I shoved my thumbs into his eyes, and put my feet on his shoulders and started pulling on his head, causing it to rip off. I then grabbed my sister, and put her in a manila envelope, wrapped her in a blanket and ran to the hospital (which was across the street for some reason). After that I don't remember much of the dream.

I was just hoping that maybe there would be some interpretation of this dream, or why I'm having them. Google isn't very helpful with dream guides, lol.

This dream makes no sense without the context, so here it is.

Throughout middle school i had a few friends, but only one best friend, we will call him J. One day early in high school J decided he hated me? er something? anyway, i was kind of rattled up by this. So here's the dream...

I was standing in front of my computer, behind the chair like i was about to shut it down, but then i got a message from my old friend via the messaging service we used. I then sat down, i was immediately teleported to a road that is very near the street on which i live, and for some reason i was in the military, and my unit was with me, we walked down the street till we got to my house, i went to the front door "Youre going in there?" one man from my unit said "Yeah theyll be happy to see me" i replied in reference to my parents "I screwed up with my parents too bad before i left" another man said "I screwed up too but theyll still be happy to see me". I then went inside my house, there was an easel on the table with a peice of paper that showed the first line of my favorite song at the time (Aeriels- System of a down) "Life is a water fall, were one in the river and one again after the fall" my father recited these words as my mom came over with a tooth pick and stuck it into a hardly healing bullet wound i had on my leg. I awoke screaming.

I have 2 interpretations of this dream, one is that if i go back to talking with him i will just wind up getting hurt. the second is in reference to the quote, Life is a waterfall, we're one in the river and one again after the fall, what if this was the fall? and we would be friends again after it? Tell me what you think in the comments! thanks for reading!






(The issue has been resolved, we are now good friends once more, the dream however still puzzles me)

Well I had a quick, but memorable dream last night. So here it goes!

I approached the front of an older home with a large porch and walked inside. (may have been "my home") I picked up a nail about 3 inches long and hammered it into my right index finger. Like, through the bone towards my knuckle. I even made sure the nail was flush with my finger tip. I then walked out onto the front porch and pulled the nail from my finger and I could see the "tube" under my skin where the nail had been. I then saw the blood flow from the bottom of said "tube".

So I guess this is the literal finger nail? Odd stuff.

EILD

Today I had a lucid dream induced through binaural beats. It was Such an awe inspiring feeling. It started off with my family in my brothers room , as we watched a movie. Something odd happened, to which my little brother mentioned that I should (somewhat jokingingly) reality check. I looked over at the clock and couldn't tell if it was 6:55 or 5:55 because it was to far away, I almost figured that that was good enough, but decided I'd walk over to the clock-which was on my computer- and make sure. The clock changed! This is the second time where the clock I'm using to reality check in my dream 1: was a logical time, and 2: only changed by a minute, going back in time. Again, lucidity washed over my body like a wave, making me smile. I remember in my dream think how clear everything around me was, but can't really remember even ten minutes after waking. I immediately asked my brother if he was my dream guide, for the second time in a dream, and he replied in a somewhat rushed or maybe annoyed way "yeah uh sorta," or something like that. For some reason, that didn't really excite me, because I immediately started heading down stairs. As I was leaving I heard him quickly giving me a chain of advice. This the third time this has happened to me, and I need to listen next time!! Downstairs, I passed by a plaque on the wall, not reading all of it. It had in order the layers of a lucid dream, all the way to the deepest layer. I wish I would have read it further, or completed a LD goal in this dream, but I didn't recite my goals before I went to bed, and didn't remember them. I think it's also worth noting that this is like 99% of my other lucid dreams, starting in my house. Anyways, moments after I walked passed the plaque, I could actually feel that amazing feeling of awareness leaving my body, almost like a drug wearing off. I turned as passed by the plaque again, but this time it only said some cheesy saying about family values or something. Soon after I woke up. Either way, this was one of my most enjoyable lucid dreams, and sorry if there's typos I'm tired...

09.04.2011

"OM" Meditation to Astral Project (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking outdoors. It was sunny and warm. I was in a different city where I currently live. It was a city made out of buildings on about 4-5 stories each. The buildings were red, dark read brick colored.

I remember a street that was going uphill. The street had stairs and buildings on each side. There was a big taller building in front of me. I met with a gal who kissed me a few times. I was going to this building for some psychic convention or something. I was excited. On my way I found some made up friends until I made it to the building.

I entered the building. There was large walk-in refrigerators and some showers at the bottom. I knew I was going to spend there several hours, so I took a shower. I decided to eat something. I opened one of this refrigerators, made out of stainless steel. Inside, I found a big chocolate cake, a lava cake and some muffings. I did not feel like eating sweet, but I had no other choice.

After eating, we were going to do some group meditation. It was probably a, "OM"session. We were attempting to Astral Project. I think I was the only one who was actually succeeding. I started to feel my body numb and I felt some vibrations (they were not like real vibrations while I try to AP, but dreamed ones) I was feeling my wedding ring too heavy on my finger and it was disturbing me to AP. I told by telepathy to other psychic to remove my ring. She did slowly, but for some reason I said something I cannot recall and lost focus. The lady said,"I felt very bad while I was holding your wedding ring and you said that."

I ended the meditation session. Now I was in a room where the ceiling, walls and floors were made out of wood. The room was pretty empty and I decided to leave. I walked through this home and I felt someone was looking for me. I decided to check my hands when I saw one of my fingers was broken.

I turned lucid. I flew away breaking up the window as usual. It was partially cloudy and I was in downtown. The buildings were very high and most were black. The dream was pretty stable so I decided what to do.

I recalled the Tasks of the Month, but they were done already so nothing. I also recalled I never missed a task of the month so I was good there. I recalled several Tasks of the Year, but I passed, I did not feel like doing them. I decided to put my thoughts in order and plan a few things I needed to do work related and metaphysically related. (Too bad I forgot to attempt to jump to the Astral Plane from the Dream Plane... oh well) I stood floating without doing anything "dream related" for several minutes. After while, I spotted a huge dog on the top of a building. I flew to the dog and started to pet it. It was a Boxer, but it was huge, about 5 feet tall.

I also spotted another dog in other building, so I flew to it and played with him for a while until I lost lucidity. I saw a giraffe, but it was all gray and it had huge elephant ears. When I approached it, it was more like a rhino. It trampled me and pushed me out to some sort of garbage disposal. A female employee pushed the button of a small door that said, "Not animals" It was a yellow sign with a black cow on it. I started to get sucked by something and flew away to the interior of the building.

I realized I was still dreaming. I found my wife who was afraid of something. We went to the top of the building and told her we were in a dream. I told her she was probably going to forget the dream, but that I wanted to try anyway. My wife was acting like if she had waking limitation and vulnerabilities. I told her we could do whatever we liked as we were dreaming. I proved jumping very high, but she was not convinced. I also explained to her that everything in the dream was also material and touchable. I punched a car and made a hole in the door. I told her that even I could do something I could not on waking, the car had some resistance and did not vanish.

DILD

Today I had a DILD after deciding to go back to bed in the morning. I was talking to a friend in a dark room, and at certain times I would look them in the face, and realize I had mistaken them for abided one of my friends from school. This happened twice before I decided to reality check. This time when I looked at the clock like I always do, it would only change one minute every time I would look at it. I found this bizare because normally when I look at a clock it flashes letters numbers and pictures. What happened next was new for me to. Upon lucidity, I started crawling out of my room (which I guess was where I was before, except by myself now) because I was so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open, it was like I had just woken up from the middle of te night. I remembered my goals and started licking things, I only licked two things... haha. I then heard my mom and asked her if she was my dream guide. She said "no." I kept calling out for my dream guide as I crawled down the stairs. I then asked my little brother who was on the computer, resulting in him blowing me off like he always does. It was interesting though, he gave mumbled something about how I should deild, then noticed I was waking up, and started spinning in a circle to no avail. I tried to deild waking up, but didn't maintain awareness, slipping into another dream. A false awakening where I woke up where the dream left off. This makes me think the whole experience was just a dream about being lucid?

It was weird...

DILD + SP

what an amazing night. I swear I recalled each dream from seam to seam as they transitioned. In the middle if the night I had a dream where I was walking through my school. The school didn't look the same, and there was an unusual amount of light streaming in from all of the windows. This is the second time I've been in my school, which makes me want to start maping it out after reading dreamviews recent cartography thread. Anyways, I decided I might as well reality check, and found I was in a dream. I turned to go down a hallway and saw a friend at the end (Tabitha) I ran down to go see her and was deciding what to do first when my dream sort of melted away. I had dreams after this that I remember well, almost like when I have valerian root capsules before I go to bed. In one of these dreams I was jogging through a cool dark humid forest, watching red and yellow light stream in through the woods at a distance, I'm not sure if I technically gained awareness here because I felt a certain amount of awareness in all of my dreams tonight. It was at this point I decided to admit to myself I was dreaming, and weirdly enough, entered sleep paralysis from there which was awesome. I wanted to get into a deeper state before I tried to move or roll out of my body, but slowly over time I was being dumb and worked my way out of it *facepalm.

On a side note, I won't grade my short lucid dreams on clarity lucidity ect.

The Dream starts with me and a group of people and were exploring a cave. We roam around for awhile and finally we seem to get to one really dark area so i go first and all of a sudden a bright light flashes and im in some sort of a bunker. I see a whole bunch of "Diamond Cubes" ( If you've played Mine Craft it was cubes like that"). I ask if any one has one on them.
-Me "Does any one have a pick axe?"
-DC "No..."
-Me " Well can any of you get one?"
-DC " Try summoning your bank"
-Me " Ok."
I Summon what seems to bet a little drawer but inside it's HUGE. I roam around untill i find one and come back out. i wipe the diamond block im about to break into...
The Dream ends and i wake up to see my cat playing with his toy mouse on my bed. Damn cat lol