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    1. Flying In A Futuristic City and other dreams

      by , 06-12-2012 at 05:48 PM (The Inner Workings of a Sound Addict)
      12.06.2012
      Flying In A Futuristic City (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I think this was my second lucid, but unfortunately it's relatively hazy due to my recent neglect of my dream journal. I do remember the immense pleasure, however.

      I'm on my own in an empty, colourful, futuristic city, leaping of objects and buildings and flying. I spend a while playing with this new ability, though it fails me on occasion.


      12.06.2012
      Shooting Down Planes (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      I'm in a Fallout 3-type setting with a crowd of armour-clad strangers. Me and a friend, new to the team, try and shoot down an enemy plane with a pistol and a sniper respectively.

      We fail to bring it down and get mocked by the other, more experienced, soldiers.

      Another plane arrives, and I notice it's an AC-130. We frantically shoot at it, knowing it is likely to destroy us, but nothing works. Huge explosive shots begin to land all around us, and the leader of our troupe suggests we use the two rocket launchers.

      I volunteer instantly and take it down.

      12.06.2012
      Earthquake (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


      I'm driving to a hospital with my dad, and I tell him about my recent lucid (see above), yet he doesn't seem to care.

      After parking on the top floor of a car park, an earthquake hits the building. The building shakes erratically for an unusually long time, and everyone panics.

      Once the earthquake has passed I notice a woman who has managed to keep a 5ft stack of pub glasses standing throughout, which I find very impressive!
    2. Lots of dreams

      by , 02-15-2011 at 05:38 PM
      Ive been taking Silene Capensis for 3 days now. One of the things that I have read about it is that you should do whilst taking it is try to think of a question where you would like guidance in your life, and the answer will come to you in a dream.
      Me being 27 and bumming round in jobs that I hate, my question to the dream-spirits has been "What should I do with my life?"...because i still have no idea!


      Well, I think my dream recall is definitely improving. I seemed to have lots of dreams last night that were vivid. Was this due to the silene capensis? I am not sure. I wish I had wrote them down during the night, but they were vivid enough for me to think "I will definately remember this!" Except by now, I can only remember snippets:-

      Dream 1:
      I am a rich and successful man. I am wearing a suit and I can buy pretty much anything I want in life. How got to be rich... either I can't remember or it was not explained.

      Dream 2:
      On a submarine...? Or inside some kind of metal tank with other people. No idea what this was.... Just the tiniest fragment, but I know it was a long dream. I shoudl have wrote it down!

      Dream 3:
      I am playing Fallout 3 whilst my girlfriend watches. She is unimpressed with the storyline. I describe to her how I love the way the civilisation is existing right on the cusp of life and death.

      I am sure I had more dreams too, but i cannot recall them right now.
    3. Day 5: "I have had it with these mother f****** snakes, on this mother f****** train!"

      by , 02-04-2011 at 02:56 AM (A Penrose Mind)
      "everybody strap in, were about to open some fucking windows."
      To quote the great Samuel L. Jackson.

      I almost lost my dream recall today but it slowly came flowing back to me. This dream is a little odd (like all dreams) and unfortunately I almost became lucid but it didn't work out to well. There are probably a lot of memories that fell through the cracks but I have pretty much the most of it.

      Fragment 1:
      My dream starts off with me reliving a false memory. I'm in a hotel (this hotel is a dream space I've been in before) and there is a tower of Smirnoff bottles on a table inside of a dining area. Smirnoff is my favorite drink, so I'm tempted to take a bottle. I take one while no one is looking. I decide to go to the corner of the room to drink it. After a while I drift into the main part of the room to see what happens. No one seems to care, so I finish the rest of the drink in clear view.

      Fragment 2:
      I'm in my apartment (dream sign). A broadcast is playing in my living room. The broadcast has something to do with minds and mind control, but I don't know how exactly. I sense that the broadcast in the living room is incomplete, and that I'd find a more detailed broadcast in my room. I go in my room and turn on the tv. The Asian guy from the dharma initiative from LOST is on it, except he looks much younger, like 18 or so. He is also talking about mind control, but also about dreams. The gist of what he said, had something to do with invading people's dreams and controlling their minds. What he's talking about is something of a cross between the dharma initiative from lost and Inception. In the video he's on a beach, and another man accompanies him by his side, who from time to time he'll mock for being insignificant in comparison to him. Soon after the broadcast ends.

      Fragment 3:
      I'm still in my apartment in this dream, but the plot is way different. There's a "bad guy" whose coming to my apartment to hurt me or something, and I'm trying to prepare myself for the inevitable. My dad and grandma are very protective of me. Dream topography's very weird here. It's as if my apartment (although it is on the fourth floor in waking life) is underground, and my balcony is some sort of entrance to a secret passage way, which leads to some sort of medieval dungeon. For some reason we all know he's going to come through that way. The passage/dungeon is lit by some sort of electrical torch system (for some reason the torches remind me of minecraft). My dad is about to turn off the torches so the "bad guy" won't be able to see his way. But I plead him no because apparently I know this "bad guy" and he's my friend, and he's really only mad at me or something. The "bad guy" draws closer. I go into my room and prepare to barricade my door, but when I prepare to push my couch against the door, I notice that my room's a wreck, and that there are turned over drawers and crayons everywhere.

      "I'm done." I think to myself.

      Fragment 4:
      Miranda Cosgrove (google it) and I think Jennette McCurdy (also google) are auditioning for a Sorority. There in what appears to be theater. (for some reason Miranda and Jennette are in the seating area and the sorority girls are sitting at a table on the stage.) The sisters interviewing them ask them if there "fun", or "crazy", or "adventuress" or something like that. Miranda replies "I once kissed a six year old." (okay?) Jennette replies "Have you ever heard of murder? Yeah." (I think she's implying that she killed someone?). The sisters aren't buying it. The two need to do a test. Steal a saxophone from this guy while he's sleeping. Easy enough.

      Suddenly I go into a first person view (I'm not sure if I'm in my body or Miranda's, but I'm pretty sure I'm in mine). I'm with someone else (It's dark so I don't know if it's Jennette or not, but for some reason I don't think it is). We both infiltrate the room. There are two people inside, sleeping. We sneak up to him and prepare to take the saxophone. His roommate wakes up. His roommate is Phillip j. Fry from futurama. We both freeze. He doesn't notice us.

      "I don't like japanese people poking around in my mind." He says as he gets out of bed.

      (this is a reference to the previous dream fragment, apparently this person in the broadcast had tried invading Fry's dreams to control his mind)

      He leaves the room and we get back to business. I reach for the saxophone. He moves (Something in my head tells me at level 2 consciousness, whatever that means). I take the saxophone.

      Fragment 5:
      There's someone who I need to capture. A very bad man (I believed he killed a puppy or something. There's only one thing I know about him for sure: He's wanted for $200 dead and $1000 alive. This next part takes place in the fallout 3 engine (technically it's fallout new vegas). I'm looking through a first person view (although I am not controlling the body). The song Montage from team america world police is playing in the background. This guy takes various weapons and shoots them at a target. These weapons include the M-16 and the All-American from fallout new vegas. When the "always fade out in a montage" part of the song starts playing, my vision slowly fades out. The last thing this man does is take up a weapon repair kit from the table he was firing on. He then takes off (I believe this man was me).

      Fragment 6:
      My vision fades back in. I'm on the subway, on my way to capture the bounty. I think to myself, "Aw yeah, 1000 bones." Then I started thinking about why some people call money "bones". Suddenly, a woman with a bag in her hands sits down fairly close to me. She seems to be in a panic, she's frantically shaking, as if she just stole the bag from someone, but I didn't see her take it from anyone.

      "Okay, I got the snakes." She says in a shaky voice.

      She reaches into the bag and brings out a red snake and throws it on the train floor. I start to mildly freak out, so I move as far away from her as possible and decide to get off at the next stop. Suddenly things seem a little odd to me. I reach up to my nose and prepare for a reality check,
      and I wake up. It seemed that I had control of my outside body instead of my dream one.

      "Damn, what time is it like 11:30?" I say to myself.

      I look at the clock.

      I wake up at around 4:35 a.m., 3rd of February 2011.

      C'mon, really? Again? Whatever. (I did have a glass of juice before I went to sleep so that may have been the reason).

      Well this was a rather long and fragmented dream. But hey, at least I was able to use a snakes on a plane reference (btw, there really is a movie called snakes on a train, it sucked).

      I wasn't as hellbent on having a lucid dream yesterday since it was a snow day and I just kind of relaxed, hopefully I have better luck next time, I still want to practice dream control

      Sweet dreams everyone
    4. Day 2: My head is killing me

      by , 01-31-2011 at 10:15 PM (A Penrose Mind)
      Dream log day 2

      My goddamn head, it feels like someone drove two nails through the sides. A very loud FIRE ALARM went off in the apartment building today so I can't remember most of the dream but I can trace it back a little bit.

      There was a house. Everything was fallout 3-ish. I saw a skull and glasses on a table inside the house and picked them up the same way you would in fallout 3, point and click then it disappears into your inventory.

      I restarted this scenario 3 times as if I were playing the game. Each time was different. The second time the skull and glasses were on the ground. The third time there were two dead bodies (they weren't real, they were in the fallout engine as was the rest of this sector of the dream).

      They both had names showing they were husband and wife (same last names) but I can only remember the first name Glades, or something that started with Gl followed by a vowel, then a consonant, than maybe another, then an s. I'm pretty sure it was Glades though.

      After that I heard a disembodied voice tell me I would see a ghost in 3, 2, 1. And right on cue the apparition of the husband appeared appeared. I believed it told me something about how it died or something like that.

      I went through a door behind him which lead to the next sector of the dream. I was in the basement of my moms house (it looked a bit different) and I could here a voice upstairs. It was Bobbie's(used to be my room mate when I was living with my mom).

      As I ascended to the second level of the house I saw her there with some paper on the ground along with some scissors. I think she was making something, like arts and crafts or something.

      My projection of Bobbie didn't really reflect irl Bobbie, once again my projection of her was what I wanted her to be, nice, charming, and AGGGGHHH, WHY IS THE FUCKING ALARM BACK ON? JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! It isn't turning off so maybe I should just continue, or it's a real fire and I'm going to burn to death. Oh god it's three terrible noises being driven through my head all at once at a terribly high frequency!

      Ah, that's better. Put on head phones, there playing my theta binaural beats. I can barely block it out, the high pitch tone is still there.

      As I was saying, and not a stuck up bitch. She told me that she thought I was Charlie (my dog) and that I startled her. Charlie then ran up the stairs and accompanied her, although I didn't see him when I was down there. We talked for a couple seconds and I then found myself at a chinese restaurant.

      One again the dream topography was quite odd. It seemed that the chinese restaurant was where club paradise(a strip club) was supposed to be (Oh thank god the alarm stopped) and everything to the right was based off the Dupont and Symington intersection as there was a bank right next to the chinese food store.

      I think I sat down with my friends, Mansoor, Hudson, and Elmer, but I'm not sure. After we ate (I don't really remember eating) I got up and went outside. On my way out I noticed a lot of my friends were in the exact same restaurant though I didn't notice them coming in only going out.

      One of these friends was a kid named Diego (a projection of someone I haven't seen for years, though my subconscious did a pretty good job of growing him up) which is pretty funny, because one of my most memorable events with him was when we were arguing in the hallway about a yugioh card with both of our parents and while that was going on a fire in Diego's house started because his mother left something cooking on the stove for too long.

      Hmmmmm, coincidence? Maybe not. Perhaps in the first couple seconds of the alarm going off I couldn't actually here it in the dream yet, and Diego's projection appearing was how my subconscious acted towards it at first, since in a way the two are related.

      Strange thing was, inside the restaurant it was sunshiny outside, but as soon as I got out side it was raining immensely. Roberta followed me out and instead of walking home with me ran to the bank across the street and waved me good bye.

      I started heading in the direction of home, and that's when the fire alarm went off. Of course it went off on the surface which cause an immediate sector transfer. In the dream I woke up, the alarm was pounding on my head. I was told that when I got up that we needed to go to the lobby.

      I took my iPod and two pillows with me. My dad went out side and told someone in the hallway not to use the elevator. We then went down to the lobby, but no matter where I went I could still here the alarm. And that's when I woke up. It probably only took a couple seconds of surface time to wake me up, but I was in the dream for at least a couple minutes, like 7. I woke up around 11:20 a.m., 31st of January, 2011.

      Unfortunately the sudden transfer and high pitch loud noise caused me to lose some of my dream memory. I was under for at least an hour.

      By the way, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, and by a lot I mean any at all. For some reason (probably cause I got up at 4:00 p.m. yesterday) I couldn't sleep at all. I had one unstable mini-dream where I downed a bottle of champaign, but it quickly faded out. My mind may have trailed off to a few places in the mini-dream but it wasn't enough to become a full fledged dream.

      Trying to achieve dream lucidity failed (seeing as I didn't fall asleep till around 10:00 a.m.) but then again I didn't have enough time to prepare for it. I'll do my best today to make preparations, I'll be practising the reality check and listening to the theta beats for today, along with doing more research, and hopefully this time I'll be able to do the experiments ¬_¬.

      But anyway, I'm pretty proud of myself for being able to remember my dreams so clearly these days. This dream log is doing better than I expected it to ^^.

      *Note, sleeping on couch achieving better results than sleeping on bed.
    5. 10/16/10 Fallout 3: Prison Raid

      by , 10-18-2010 at 12:49 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I've been back to having some good luck with my lucid dreams lately, so I have been going ahead and making more plans for the night. Tonight I had planned to meet Tigress in a dream related to Fallout 3, and maybe meet up with MoSh in a dream to do something fun instead of having to fight something all the time. I also have been keeping in mind that I brought a kid back from another dimension, her name is Dela, and she's about 10 years old and is currently unable to control her dark energy. I wasn't sure if I would be getting everything I had planned actually done, but I would definitely give it a shot. I used my light / sound machine to initiate a WILD…

      I was in the biodome, near the koi pond, sitting on the bench and staring out at the pond and watching the colorful fish. Since this was a WILD, I was already lucid, so it took me by surprise that I was far from alone there. There were people everywhere, though I didn't recognize any of them… I wondered if those were people looking for me to confirm I had seen them at the koi pond, but I figured that would unfortunately be impossible since there were so many of them there. I will take a shot at a couple brief descriptions, but I am not 100% sure of these memories… A woman, about 25 years old maybe, she had long blonde hair that was pulled back in a braid, she was wearing a long white top, jeans, and had a gold colored belt on… she also had some very interesting bracelets, gold bracelets with some very interesting patterns in them, one on each wrist, each one was about an inch wide. A man who looked about 19, maybe, he had short dark hair and was wearing a hat, a baseball hat that was blue, he had a black shirt on and some rather baggy jeans… Then there was one more person there that was cloaked in dark brown robes, looking like either a jedi or an Assassin, but due to the robes I couldn't see any other features. There were many other people, I remember no more details, though.

      So I got up and searched around for a bit until I found Tigress, who was sitting a bit farther off down a path and playing with a small fireball, she looked bored. She asked me what had taken me so long, she had been ready to go for the past ten minutes. I confirmed that we were going to a Fallout 3 world, and then opened a portal while focusing on that goal, I focused on finding a Fallout 3 world where there was something interesting we could do. A portal opened, then both Tigress and I went through it.

      We exited the portal into a desolate landscape that looked consistent with a post apocalyptic world, most of what I could see consisted of dead things and abandoned ruins. There was a structure not far off that looked like it was in use, I could even see figures moving around over there, so I figured that was where we needed to go. Tigress was clearly thinking the same thing, as she started off in that direction. I followed after her, getting a better view of the structure as we approached it. There were towers on either side of the main structure, and it appeared to be surrounded by tall fences or walls of some kind, the typical makeshift walls that are seen in Fallout 3. Tigress said to wait, she could take out those lookouts from there. She pulled a sniper rifle out of… um her ass? As I watched her pull the sniper rifle out I would have sworn she had pulled the gun right out of her ass. She took aim through the telescopic sight, and fired off four shots… I could barely see four figures falling, two from each of the towers… I wondered if they would be able to tell where the attack had come from.

      We approached the structure, due to the lookouts being dead, they weren't getting the advance warning they would have normally gotten. We paused again a bit closer to the compound, where Tigress sniped a few more enemies off of the main building between the towers. We approached the compound where there were two guards outside the main gate, and for the first time I got a good enough look to see they were super mutants, I got that look just as they were dying from a sniper bullet between the eyes, along with one that was just inside the gate, and by that time I was beginning to wonder if there was really any point in my being there at all. I might just have to go find some more enemies so I would have something to kill…

      Inside the gate, there were two ways to go, left and right, and both directions looked about the same. There was a guard visible in each direction, Tigress shot both of them with an assault rifle she had pulled out of her ass… then she said we should go right. I said she could go right, I would go left, or I might not get to kill anything on this trip. She looked at me strangely, then headed off to the right while I went left. There wasn't a shortage of enemies to that side of the structure, I was attacked as soon as I reached the corner where the first mutant had been, the mutant that ambushed me from around the corner got immediately sliced in half by my Witchblade sword. At least I was going to get to kill something now.

      There was another enemy at the next turn in this path, he was firing a combat shotgun at me, or that's what I thought it was. I somehow instinctively knew where to move my Witchblade sword to intercept each of the bullets, which was proving very frustrating to the mutant since I was able to just walk right over to him and remove his head. I was being fired at from above, and I was able to block his bullets with my sword as well, I focused on it and adjusted the angle of my sword… and somehow managed to send a bullet back at him, which I knew wouldn't have been possible anywhere but in a dream… but for here it worked. There were four more enemies in the path I had taken, all of them got cut open and killed, then I finally met Tigress around the back side of the building.

      We both went into the building, here it wasn't so easy for Tigress to snipe everything in sight before I could kill anything, so she was using a combat shotgun, I decided to follow suit since that is one of my preferred weapons in the game. We made our way down the main hall, taking out enemies that seemed to come from nowhere, they were coming from side passages which we were ignoring. There was a stairway at the end of the hall that descended down into the ground, where we took out the last couple of mutant guards and found there were a large number of prisoners. The prisoners were a mixed bunch, there were quite a few humans, some ghouls, and some that looked like the mutants but they weren't hostile, they seemed quite friendly. So we opened the prison cells and started letting the prisoners out, some of them seemed too surprised to move, others came out and were thanking us, still others were checking to see if the mutant guards were really dead. I guess the fact the heads had been exploded by combat shotgun blasts wasn't convincing enough.

      I was thinking it might be time to get out of the place when I looked around and realized that the people checking on the mutants had not been at all concerned that their enemies might get up and start killing again, they had been claiming weapons from the dead mutants, and now they were aiming at the rest of us, one of them said something about getting a nice reward for this shipment of slaves… Those double crossing assholes, that immediately pissed me off, which was very clear when I shot a tendril of Witchblade out to pierce the throat of each of the assholes before they even realized what was happening. There were five bandit slavers, five tendrils from Witchblade, five surprised assholes grasping at gaping holes in their necks as they quickly bled out. This is the last scene I remember before I woke.
    6. The Dream of the Post-Apocalyptic World, the Race and the Closed-Off Town

      by , 06-22-2010 at 09:20 AM (Folqueraine's Oniric List)
      22.06.2010
      (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I was in a post-apocalyptic world, except, shortly after the apocalypse. It was a zone with many shops spread in a desertic land. I knew it was past the apocalypse because: 1) most of the population had disappeared and 2) the country wasn't that desertic normally.
      However, the buildings were still standing and in a good shape.
      In the beginning, I was alone. Soon, I noticed 3 Black men running and I challenged them to a race along the empty shops. Surprisingly, I beat them all so they were in awe. I think one of them offered me ammo.
      Then I was with a group of other survivors, among whom a beautiful woman
      possibly inspired by Lara Croft or Megan Fox. We were looking beyond a highway bridge (definitely inspired by FallOut 3, we haven't got those here) where a giant set of Mikado sticks were. And by giant, I mean, several dozen feet long.
      We even consider using them as spears to defend ourselves.
      Then, Lara-Megan says she knows of a big city where we will be safe. She takes us to the entrance of the city, whose guards have ridiculous uniforms reminiscent of Alice in Wonderland.
      We're told that to be let into the city, we need to pass a test of trust that is also a sort of inner conscience journey or stuff.
      Practically, it means being held down flat on a convector belt that takes us through the city and exposes us to different scenes of the city life for a day or two.
      Then we're into the city and I am with 3 childhood friends, twins: Gur (a boy) and Mad (a girl) and their older sister Soa. They're in their early teens again.
      I take them up a road, under a bridge, and up to my house which is on the left side of the road, hanging over a cliff.
      On the door there is a sign saying "Ande" followed by my name, Ande being a deformation of my mother's middle name, Andrée, and her father's name, André. Under it there is my own name.
      We get in the house, which is all in length: an entrance hall, a small kitchen, a tiny living-room and the bedroom.
      In the bedroom there is a big bouncy king-size bed (
      actually my grandmother's former bed) and a small one person bed to its left. I tell my 3 friends I'll take the small bed and they can sleep in the big bed. I start taking blankets for them.