January 5, 2012 Synopsis: we take refuge from a red raging tornado, lucid, escape military and imagine a new scene - a beach Note: I woke up in the middle of the night and tried to recall the dream I just had. All I remember was that it had something to do with someone being healed. Their legs? Ayurveda? I realized now's a good time to try a lucid dream induction. I didn't, I just fell asleep instead. But its the thought that counts! Red Tornado - Calm Beach I'm walking with a group of friends in the industrial part of the city and were just having a good time. That was until I saw the red storm. "What is that? Do you see that?" A massive thunderhead was sweeping down in a funnel shape just next to the lake under the highway overpass. The storm was glowing red. And as the funnel became a tornado it was like the red was a shaft of light in its center. "We need to take cover!" There was an abandoned warehouse like building nearby. But it was also right next to the path of the red tornado. As we ran inside I thought it was strange that the red tornado was stationary. It didn't seem to be moving and it was silent. The inside of the building was weird. It was mostly empty, with dark concrete walls. Dark because of the lack of lightning, kind of like a parking garage. "There's a basement level, that'll be the safest spot" said an older man who was now leading our group that grew into 20+ people. We ran down the flight of stairs, which were really abstract. When we got down there I looked out the windows. "Why are we on the third level? I thought we were going down?" Its true, some how running down the stairs took us several floors up. We examined the staircase and determined it was missing a level or somehow that level was twisted the wrong way. We can see the ground level with the cars from way up here. Back up we go, which takes us down. All is quiet now. There's only one light on in the "living room" of this vast empty basement. Without the company of friends, this place is creepy. I don't remember why but I went down *back up* by myself - to get something or look for something. When I came back up to the basement everyone was gone. There was no way they could leave without me noticing, there's only one door and I crossed it going back up. They vanished. "Hello? Hello?" I get that strange feeling I've gotten before, they vanished because they never were. I don't want to stay here anymore, the place only feels darker. I quickly run out of the closest window, lucid. The storm is gone. Excited that I'm dreaming I observe my environment. I start with the items closest to me. The brick wall. I touch it, its gritty. There's a vase on top of a post. So shiny it looks so real! I tap on it and it makes a hollow sound. I put my palm on it and try to merge my hand into it but I can't. It feels too solid. I realized I do this a lot as a RC in waking life, and that its not a very good reliable RC for me. The military show up on the scene. What do they want? I just try to mind my own business and go the other way, into this weird cityscape that looks like a bad video game layout. But they follow me. I try to lose them and they give chase. They chase me into an area that looks like the isles of a walmart were tossed into a field, and lots and lots of boxes. Dream characters start to shout at me as the military men get closer. They're blaming, they're telling me how horrible this dream world is and its all my fault. "Get her!" I finally lose them in the field of isles and boxes. I hide underneath a table hidden by cardboard, I hope they didn't see me. I want to change this dream scene! I close my eyes and imagine the ocean instead. At first it feels like nothing is happening, I swear I'm still just underneath this table. But I give it a few moments, waiting for a cue. There. I felt it. I dunno, it just feels different. I open my eyes to a sandy strip with Hawaiians and tourists dancing. Cool. I saw people I recognized from waking life. Happy I shouted "were dreaming! were dreaming! hey, are you listening? this is a dream!". But they just nodded their head at me. I couldn't remember where I met them from, so my dream gave me dream-memories. I remembered them from a strange class. The dance is over and everyone is gathered by a stone wall. My vision blurs in and out. I can't feel the ground. There's almost no sound. I figured this was sign I could wake up anytime soon. So I didn't feel like sitting by the wall listening to some old bearded man yap on. I saw a tree with huge candy fruit of every color. I take a huge bite, but instead of something sweet, its more like a mild lemon. I woke up. Its a FA actually. I tell my sisters about my dream. My room is totally facing the wrong wall. And then I wake up for real. (or did I?)
Updated 02-16-2012 at 09:33 PM by 6004
DJ Log: January 2, 2012 – 12:30PM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am sitting on a couch with a guy who is eating an orange in an odd fashion. He is sticking the orange full of pins, and then he is squeezing the orange into his mouth.
19.06.2011Lucid 5 (WILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID It was night-time, I'm in my room staring out the window, I felt something come up from behind me. I phased through the window/wall and then landed outside in my backyard, facing my bedroom window. I wasn't wearing shoes, I could feel the grass under my feet. The window was bigger than normal. I started to lose clarity and stated rubbing my hands but everything was still going blurry. Oh right- I looked at my hands while running them, then dream began stabilising again. I flew up over the roof and phased down from it, back into my room. I was sloowly losing clarity. I wanted to ground my senses, and having read Hyu's dream journals, I materialised an ipod from my pockets and put my headphones on. I said out loud "play". It started playing some Senses Fail. I teleported into my kitchen and grabber a pear out of a box, I didn't even reach fully into the box. Taking a bite of the pear, it was sweet. I started walking back towards the bathroom and expected my dg to be there. It didn't work. I closed and reopened the door, attempting to make my DG appear again. Nada. I walked back into my room and noticed that my ipod had stopped playing. I lightly layed a finger on it and said "Beast" (an artist). Music started playing, but it wasn't BEAST (maybe it's cause i've only recently started listening to their songs). My girlfriend called and I lost alot of lucidity. She asked me about my day of school. "What?" "How was your day at school?" "I wasn't at school.." Then I was somehow talking to my friend John about a new Eminem song and how it felt like it related to his father. I looked up at my stereo system, but in it's place was a fanXvending machine. I thought "Why don't I put some water in there.."
I am at some music competition. I am walking out and the building looks quite Similar to Byerly, a building on my college's campus. I call my mom to pick me up. She asks how it was and I tell her it was great and she should come sometime. I get home and decide to go back with some fruit. Why? I do not know. I find a basket in my room and start looking for fruit. There are many apples on my dresser but most of them are partially eaten and rotting. I find several good ones though, and drop them in the basket. I leave my house and walk down my street. Somewhere along the line, I end up back on the walkway beside Byerly an hour and a half away on Millersville campus. The dream ends.
Some Fragments: My ex keeps putting my bed covers over top of his BBQ, covering the meat he is cooking there. I keep telling him to stop, but he doesn't, saying that he likes the smokey flavour he gets when he uses my bed covers as a lid Owen is visiting and we're trying to figure out what would be the best job for him. I am looking in his online profile to get some ideas, but I feel like I'm trespassing or snooping. My son is sat at a large table with all kinds of fruit and veg on it. We are testing each to find out which he likes. Flies in my Nose! I have a sickness of the eyes and I can't seem to focus properly. Blurry, I go up to the doctor and they tell me it will be expelled soon. I sit down in a dentist like chair, or rather, I lay back, as they turn on a big overhead light. I ask them what it means that 'it will be expelled soon' and they tell me that 'it' is an insect that is in my nasal cavity. Sure enough, one tiny fly like creature comes out of my nose in a stream of liquid, then another. I am told that this happened because of the cubed tobacco I have been eating. I think of where I got it, and I see Teddy from Gray's anatomy eating it too. I picked up the habit from being around her, I rationalize. The doctors collect the flies to send to pathology.
I was visiting my mother at her house. I noticed several large crates and boxes sitting around filled with fruit. I asked about them and discovered that my little brother was selling them. I briefly considered buying some plums, but then I noticed one of the boxes had a dog in it. It was an English bulldog who was rather large for her breed, about the size of a labrador. I bought her instead. I named her Missy and started walking home (which is impossible IRL) carrying the box with Missy in it. Outside, the weather was terrible. It was overcast and terribly windy. As I rounded a corner onto the street I lived on, I was walking into the wind. Holding the box, I couldn't walk, so I set the box down on the edge of the street and continued to walk, intending to get my car and come back to get her. (Note: I would never do something like this IRL) A couple guys I know from work (we'll call them S and H) were walking behind me and called me to get my attention. As I turned to see them, I saw a car rounding the corner. The drove wide and I saw them heading for the box. I screamed "Don't run ove my dog!" but the car's tires went over the box anyway. The box tumbled in one direction and Missy in another. I ran over to make sure she was okay, and it turned out her paw was the only thing that was hurt. H offered to give us a ride to the vet, then I woke up.
I was Rapunzel from that new movie "Tangled" and I haven't even seen the movie. Anyway, a few things were different though, like my hair was more white than blond. I was taken to an outdoor castle pavillion-type thing by Flynn. He told me to try the fruit. There were a lot of different kinds, and I knew that they tasted good, but everytime I ate one it tasted like nothing. It was because I wasn't a real girl or something, like I was magically created by a partly evil sorceress. I complained to the sorceress about not being able to taste the fruit and she told me that I had to kill my creator and that would make me more real. Somehow she convinced me that my mom in the dream was the sorceress who created me. I can't remember how, but she died. Then I realied that she was lying to me, then I woke up. I know it's weird, but I've dremt a LOT weirder.
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