23rd July 2020 Dream: In a house like in Terraria, with a similar viewing angle/style just with more realistic detailing. But the dream itself started out more like reality and I got in this house bit. I was on a cliff ledge or something, there was a sandstone building and it was kind of dark, I believe there was a sort of cliff overhang above. It was daytime but there was no direct sunlight here, just bounced light. I was there to kick some people out? There was a bit of bedlam inside the house when I first got in. Some of my family was there and there was a lot of old and dark stain furniture. Eventually I left the house while it was in the Terraria view mode and things became 3D again and more like BL. Remember some bit about fighting a special UFO boss. (DFLN thread) Travelled really far at high speed while fighting it. Come to think of it, reminds me of some old Sega Megadrive games... I defeated this boss and it crashed in a body of water and the high-speed chase thing was over. Then I wanted to get inside the machine via a hatch and I remember jumping in the water or something but the hatch was like a massive AAA battery port too and I had to disconnect and remove the terminals and parts of the casing? I remember initially thinking about needing air, but then realising or thinking that it didn't matter or something. I seem to remember there was a lot more to this dream, but the detail is all gone.
Dream - Lucid I was at work at what appeared to be the check out, and this older guy was telling me something about something that he wanted. It may have been a cake, but I'm not entirely positive. Then, I was in what appeared to be some virtual reality thing, but it was actually real. This street in a town appeared in front of me and many others, and we were rollerblading down the street! There were people that were coming towards us who were also rollerblading. There were all kinds of different people blading: Kids, adults, black people, white people. At first I didn't go as fast, but then, I really remembered how to roller blade and went really fast, blading like a pro. I was avoiding hitting anyone coming towards me. I then felt as if I was going too fast, so fast in fact that I felt that my blades were almost not touching the ground. I was going way too fast, so to slow down, I sat down on the ground. My butt lightly scraped the ground, but it didn't hurt at all. I then was in some weird area, again, it was like virtual reality. It was like I was in some training area for a new person who was blading. It was dark with a blue floor that was slightly raised in a square shape in the middle that had two circles on it, one for me to stand on and one for the new guy to stand on. I didn't think I'd have to go through it with him, but I did. It was telling me to stand on a certain circle on the floor. This part felt like it was in third person. I went and stood on the circle. Then the area turned into Shannon's, my manager's, house. I was in her living room, which looked small and a little cluttered with all the tables, but nice. The light was kind of dim. She also had many candles lit. She gave me a cart that had a bunch of appliances on it, speakers and other electronics, to set up in her living room. This was something that other people had done before as well. I went through, going as fast as I could putting things away in what I hoped was the right spot. When I finished, Shannon went and checked my work. Things were in the right spots, but the cords were hanging out everywhere, not how she liked it to be. She was tucking a speaker cord in that was hanging off a table, and told me I was disorganized. She kept messing with all the cords. There was one point where she had a power strip and was messing with the cords on there. She was messing with a power wrench that looked like an electrical plug, doing something to whatever was on the power strip.
Aboard a cruise ship with some friends, it starts to motor around in a large bay, doing a slow circle around it, gradually speeding up. It starts going faster and faster. Now on the second lap around the bay, it's going dangerously fast, and can't turn sharp enough to maintain the circular path. I hear the engines rev even higher as the ship scrapes on some rocks on the port side as we turn starboard to stay in the water, still circling clockwise. Then, the captain takes us right off a 500 ft waterfall, and the entire massive cruise ship does a 360 degree spin mid-air before landing in the water below. Then a sharp right hand turn as it skirts along a narrow river just above another cliff. I turn to my friend and say, "We just did a 360 in a cruise ship!" "So what..." he replies as he shrugs his shoulders unimpressed. I hold onto the railings on the deck of the cruise liner, not sure if the captain will jump this cliff too. He gently floats us down the river and into the ocean from there. We cruise across a big body of water and get dropped off on land on the other side. After spending some time amongst the thick green trees in some amazing warm weather, two friends and I decide it is time to go back. The two of them jump in and start swimming. I am a little hesitant because my new cell phone is in my pocket, but jump in anyway. It's water-resistant, so it might make it. We swim a ways out to a wooden raft anchored in the deep water. A small boat is parked right next to it as well. My friends climb aboard, and I begin to drive this boat. It is very small, just big enough to stand on, with a second story above where my friends hang on, legs dangling over the edge. It has a massive engine, and I take off with a spray of water behind us. Driving wicked fast through the water, I give it full throttle as everything starts to blur. Our path home takes us from the ocean to a wide river. Still going super fast, everything is just streaks of blue and green along side of us. The river begins to narrow and turn a little in each direction. I have to really focus to stay in the water going this fast. The river narrows to not much wider than a two lane road, and the thought occurs to me that perhaps I should slow down. Instead, I increase my focus on driving, and manage to keep going super fast through this small river. Although it seems not to matter much because about half the time, we are in the air after hitting a small wave anyway. The back of the boat now has a giant propeller, like one of those swamp boats you might've seen, only about twice the size. I sort of expect to start flying soon.
I was standing on a square, orange-yellow platform. The platform had no depth. It was about 8ft by 8ft. I was standing next to a girl. We were surrounded by dark, vast nothingness. I didn't say anything, but I thought to myself. "I am dreaming." Then I woke up because I got too excited.
I stepped into this dream already aware. I was in a large courtyard with grass and tall pine trees. I noticed that i was lucid and started to use stabilization techniques that I had learned, multiple times before i was anchored and stabilized. I tried to make a piece of candy corn appear, but could not. There was a cop car that seemed to be looking for me. I tried to escape it by flying above the trees using a very basic method of flight because I could not fly like super man, like i originally wanted. It followed me as I moved around. Eventually i was caught when I ended up landing and could not use many dream control powers to escape them. I was taken to the mansion, where it seemed that they knew who I was, and they wanted to take me somewhere and experiment on me. I was lucid, but I wanted to see where this was going. I was taken into the mansion. The ceiling was high, and it all gave off a very sophisticated aura. I heard the group of people that captured me talking to one another. Though cliche, while looking through the crack in the door, they all turned to me and stared. I then faded and reentered outside of the mansion. There were 8 very large bald people that seemed to be in on the experiment. Each of them could use dream powers very well and i had to muster up all of my knowledge and dream control to escape each one. Through battling each one I learnt the drive and effort it takes to control each skill in a dream. I could phase through walls as if they were drapes, I could fly like superman, I could conjure objects at will, and I could use telekinesis. I never beat the first few, but using my powers, I survived. After their time was up, they turned to stone, and I was forced to battle the next one. There were battles on rooftops, and to the center of the earth as I dug, as well as through the basement of the mansion which was full of man-made streams. One by one, each turned to stone as I counted them off. There was only one left. We ended up battling to the roof of the mansion where, as the night turned day, the bald man looked towards the sun. He turned to me and said words which i cannot remember, but what I do know is what I felt, and it was that each of these giant men were all trying to teach me new powers. Only through the drive of desperation and self preservation was I able to achieve each skill almost unconsciously. The man used his long arms and pulled himself to the roof, as I flew up to see where he was going, all I saw was a stone gargoyle, and the petrified statue of the last giant bald man. I was able to stretch the dreams many times, but eventually it ended, before I fought the last boss. at this point I had to DEILD to get back into the dream. I woke up, did a reality check, then immediately closed my eyes, stayed still and reentered the dream. I was in the courtyard, and there I met the final boss. He had short spiked hair with a wave at the front. His hair was black and he was wearing a black leather jacket. using all the powers I had learned so far, i kept pace with him. he conjured a sword which i used telekenisis to throw away. we both flew in the air very naturally, like a superhero. I conjured my own sword. The battle wasn't finished as the dream started to fade while i was in mid combat and couldn't stabilize it. I woke up and tried to DEILD and MILD and WILD to reenter, but it didn't work.
Dream - Lucid I was with Ryan. Apparently, his marriage didn't work out, so he went back to me. I was leaning and cuddling on him. We were then watching some news clip I think of a Middle Eastern or maybe a Spanish guy in a bike race. Something happened, and he started shouting in another language, took a gun, and blew his face off. I didn't look at the part where he killed himself. His white shirt with various little logos on it was then laid out in front of us. It was clean of any blood, surprisingly. I thought to myself that maybe they washed it. I touched it. I then caught a whiff of sweat. It was from the shirt. I thought about how very hauntingly strange it was that his shirt still smelled like sweat and all that, but he was no longer alive. It was a bit unsettling. Then, we were outside this small house, and moving on some sort of train with it. I think we were sitting down. The train then picked up speed, and we were then going so fast, that everything, including us, started to look polygonal; the best thing I can compare it to would be N64 graphics. We just kept going faster and faster. ~ I then woke up for a bit, tossed and turned, then, when I got comfy and I got my brain to stop going a mile a minute, I felt the buzzing in my head associated with SP. I knew I was going to be in a dream soon, so I concentrated on staying calm so I wouldn't jar myself out of it. I then was sitting in my living room, staring at an orange cat sitting on the floor. It looked like Pounce, a cat we had to put to sleep last year. I thought that was odd...I must be dreaming. To check, I stared at the cat, and concentrated on changing its appearance. It then changed into an orange and white cat that looked like a cat named Kira I looked after one time. Definitely a dream! I looked at my hand, and I counted 8 fingers. That's...a lot more extra fingers than I'm used to seeing in dreams. Oh well. My mom then walked quickly by, and down the hallway. I went after her, about to tell her we were in a lucid dream, but I couldn't really talk...it was weird, like something was blocking my voice from coming out. I then went into the bathroom instead, and looked in the mirror. My face looked weird and dark at first, and was slightly covered by my hair, so I got closer to the mirror, and...my facial features were all mixed up. As I continued to look, some features disappeared completely, and my face looked almost like a blank sheet of skin. Very, very strange. I woke up after that, but kept my eyes closed, and soon enough, I was feeling the buzzing again. I decided to experiment, and tried to concentrate the buzzing to my heart to see what happened. I didn't notice much difference, so I concentrated it to my head instead. I buzzed for awhile, then, I was again in a dream. I don't remember much from this one, except for there was a point that I was outside, flying amongst the green trees in the daytime, little by little gaining height. I still don't think I could talk. ~ I then was in a non-lucid. All I can remember from this is that I was "remembering" a dream "memory". As I was "remembering" it, I wondered if it had been real memory or a dream memory, but ultimately decided it was real. I was "remembering" going to an Asian man's house for sleep therapy. He was in his thirties, and had glasses. I "remembered" sitting in a big living area with him on lots of pillows that covered the floor. I then "remembered" sitting on a bed with him, and watching him smoke heroin out of a glass pipe? It was so weird. I did not join him in partaking of the dangerous drug. I don't think I was supposed to tell anyone about him smoking the heroin. That's really all I can remember though, is "remembering" going to sleep therapy at this guy's house, and watching him smoke drugs, wondering whether or not it all really happened. I'm sure there was more to it than that, but that's all I can really recall. I have had a majorly busy week at this new job. I absolutely love it; I am SO blessed to have this job. It's had to be the first thing on my mind though, so dream recall has had to take the back burner. Next week won't be as busy, so I'll be trying to remember more dreams.
Updated 10-27-2012 at 04:31 PM by 32059
I had two more lucid dreams this morning! The first one, I was in the backseat of a car. Mr. Crocker (from Fairly Odd Parents) was driving. Suddenly, I noticed that there was no one driving anymore and that Mr. Crocker was sitting in the trunk! It was one of those cars where you can reach into the trunk from the backseat, though, so it's entirely possible and likely he climbed in from inside the car. Anyway, there was no one driving now, but the car was still going really fast. "Get back in the driver seat!" I told him, but he just ignored me. That's when it hit me - I hadn't actually seen him LEAVE the driver seat, which meant I must have fallen asleep in the car! This was just a dream! Actually, I was in bed IWL, but I guess that wasn't really important, as long as knew I was dreaming. I did the hand RC to make sure. Five fingers - nope! I tried my other hand, just to make sure, and I counted six fingers this time! Suddenly, I noticed my iPod was laying on the seat next to me. I turned it on and noticed the time was some number that was too big to be the time (I didn't pay much attention to the time), then quickly turned it off because I was afraid the bright screen might somehow cause me to wake up. After putting my iPod down, I wasn't sure what to do next, seeing as I was still in the car. My mind went blank for just a moment, which taught me a valuable lesson the hard way: NEVER STOP THINKING. Before I knew it, I was suddenly awake, staring at the back of closed eyelids. Yes, I learned that you MUST always focus your attention on something. Just constantly thinking about what you are doing or will do will help prevent the dream from collapsing that way. Focusing your attention on your thoughts is still helpful. Anyway, I opened my eyes to check the time. I didn't really pay attention to the specific time; I was just checking if I should get up or if I had more time to sleep (it's an analog clock, so I can just look at the rough position of the hands, without much regard for the numbers, for an estimate of the time). I decided to go back to sleep and try to become lucid again. This next dream started in third-person. Hermoine Granger (from Harry Potter) was there. A little dog started chasing her. Suddenly, the dream switched to first-person, so now I was running from the dog. I realized, "I've had this dream before. I must be dreaming." In actuality, I've never had a dream even remotely similar to that before, but whatever gets me lucid works, I guess! Knowing now that I was dreaming, I simply left the room (I'm assuming I was myself now, as I forgot I wasn't). I found myself in the gym at my church. I did the hand RC just in case (even though I was already certain I was dreaming) and confirmed that I was correct. Thinking about what I should do now, I decided I should start with the basics of dream control. I decided I had two good options - continue trying to teleport, or summon someone/something. I chose teleportation. I went to the door and told myself, "This door leads to my room," stating the first place I could think of and trying to visualize it somewhat despite having my eyes open. It, unfortunately, led right where it should. My mom was there. "I'm having another lucid dream," I told her. "See? I have an extra finger right there, which means I'm dreaming." I pointed to the extra finger. "That's nice," she said, not really seeming to care. "I have to keep thinking, though," I continued. "If I stop thinking, I'll wake up again." I went outside, doing my best to maintain a constant monologue, mostly a mix of reminding myself I was dreaming and thinking about what I should try, whenever I wasn't talking with someone or doing something specific. I'd occasionally switch between thinking and speaking out loud to myself. Anyway, when I went outside, I ended up on some unfamiliar street. There were a lot of shops and other businesses around, so I figured I'd just wander around and find somewhere that looked interesting. As I was wandering, I decided to try summoning while I was walking along. I'd heard that reaching into your pocket is a good way of summoning small objects, so I tried it. "My iPod is in my pocket," I said, naming the first thing that came to mind, as I was only doing this as practice. I reached into my pocket, and... it was empty. I resolved to simply explore this place my subconscious had given me instead; there were plenty of buildings around, after all. While I was still walking and looking around, I came across these two Asian guys. Hoping they knew this was a dream, I asked them, "How do you summon objects?" "I'll tell you how," one of them replied. "You don't." Clearly, he wasn't aware this was a dream. It turned out that they were on their way to work, so we each went our separate ways. I soon spotted a sushi restaurant at the end of the street. Since I'd heard food can taste really good in LDs, and since I love sushi, I went in. However, a lady from my church, who was seated at a table near the entrance, stopped me to talk to me. She proceeded to say something only a DC would say. "When you go to the bathroom, Kiona follows you in." I can't remember her second sentence, but it ended with the words "toilet seat". This unexpected conversation was enough to temporarily distract me from my current task of ordering sushi. Almost as soon as she was done talking, the dream ended just like the last; my vision quickly faded, and I was awake before I'd even had the time to think about stabilizing.
Updated 08-19-2012 at 01:12 PM by 56426
BiscuitHappyz's Dream Somehow, I managed to get to the pyramids. I was flying very fast towards them, so much so that the sides of my vision blurred. My body was straight, hands by my sides, feet together, but I was not tense. To become tense at such a velocity, I imagined, would be rather painful. Frankly, I do not know whether I was lucid or not, and both seemed applicable for the situation and my thoughts. A hard, orange haze had a dramatic presence here, at sky level, far above and around the pyramids, but not in my flight path. The sun provided limited light through the deeply foggy orange sky. For whatever reason, I always enjoyed when the sky was cloudy enough I had an excuse to stare directly at the sun without hurting my eyes, which is a heavily surreal experience for my eyes, who do not understand why there is a large, blurry, somewhat-bright circle where the sun should be. Getting closer to the pyramids, I saw sand rolling in a cloud, clockwise around them. In fact, I saw a vague wall of wind circling the pyramids. The occasional foggy ripples in the air formed a cylindrical barrier of wind, extending into the thicker haze above. Luckily, the barrier seemed to have a big section cut out in my flight path, so I flew right through. At this point, I could be considered 'dangerously' close to the pyramids, enough to risk face planting directly into the side of the ruined side of the Khafre (Center) pyramid. And at this speed, I may also shatter each of my vertebrae and turn into an organic accordion. As hilarious as this would be, I turned suddenly to my right and began circling the pyramids clockwise along with the dust and wind. I made an amusing not that the sudden change in forward velocity should have crushed my ribcage and destroy several vertebrae, but not turn my into an accordion, so it would not have been so hilarious. I circled in a tight oval around the pyramids. I looked down on the Menkuara pyramid. This pyramid is the smallest pyramid, and was also the closest one to me when I entered. It was still the closest to me, but that was because I was almost directly above it. On one of the sides of the pyramid, the outward side I think, something was certainly happening. Of course, I have absolutely no recollection whatsoever of what it was. It could have ranged from a little dust devil to a giant sand worm, or a gunfight, or anything. But whatever it was was small enough to fit in the shadow cast by the pyramid. Shortly after I began descending for a closer look, I woke up.
I was drivinf around in this car and other cars were only drivinf in reverse. They were going very fast and so it looked like they were going to hit me nay second. I always just tried to swerve out the way but I still was in the middle.
05.03.2011Furious Red Balls, Museum, and Snow (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Log: Unknown Saturday, March 4-5th, 2011 Hours: Unknown Alarm: None Audio: None Thisw as a really long, and eventfull dream. I love dreams that have a storyline. The very first feeling of the dream, before i knew where i was or even saw anyhting was that of a college dorm room, that of ancient origin. As the dream started, i was in an old building. It was intricate and perfectly crafted, it was amazing. Something, although i am unsure of what, was gong on. All of the sudden, red and white ping pong sixed bals started vilolently raining down from above me. Either they were coming out of the ceiling, or the roof was open and they were coming from the sky. It was somehwta like a hardship, but at the smae time it was somewhat of a game. I was ducking. and at one point i stuck my head in a little nook or cranny and then finally decided to go into the trap door that lead to a deeper level in the building. I went in, and now i was in a room with some of my relatives and it was a museum-like setting. It was very ancient civilization, but that of sophistication. I was in awe over the amount and quality of the artifacts around me, it was inspiring. I saw a giant eisel and went over to it. It was somewhat of a giant coloring book. I looked through it and it was filled with designs of clothes and they were brilliant. They were very old, and i pointed out to people that thedate on the book was 1702. shortly after, we all decided it was time to go, so we went out the door and walked outside. There was a highway looking rod, covered in snow, but the sun was shining. We had to, in order to get where we were going, slide on the snow on our knees. So i got on my knees and started doing it really well, other people were using their arms to help support them but i didn't need to. I was really proud of myself and i was oging really fast. I got to the end after passing everyone up. There, a young girl and a young boy were there next to eachother. They were todlers. The girl was extremely cute. The boy kissed her, it was cute, and they were smiling and giggling. I was laughing. Then it was over.
I don't care much for football but that dream was cool. I had a dream last night that was all football and everyone on the team wanted me to be on there team, but thought I was just extremely athletic and coordinated but didn't know the game good at all (which is okay because I don't play football, I play basketball). Everyone was impressed with my skills of catching, speed, and jumping (basketball skills) and wanted me on their team but I messed up occasionally and I could tell they didn't like me but I helped them win. I had the speed and jump of the impossible and didn't realize it was a dream. I could jump 30 feet high and run to the end of a football field in 3 seconds. I was unstoppable and continued to play what felt like hours until I woke up.
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