This was quite a frustrating dream. When I woke up I could recall and awful lot, but I decided I was too tired (*cough*lazy*cough*) to write down what I remembered. I really should have as, as expected, a lot of my recall had gone by the morning. Oh well. But this is what I remember I was sat on a sofa in some sort of villa, probably in the Canary Islands as usual. It was very sunny outside but the windows were shut. There was some sort of back door the left of me that was open, and light was coming through that. There was a sofa to the right of me at a right angle, my sister closest to me and my Granddad further. My parents were sat on another sofa to the left of me. We were all looking at a big flat-screen telly that was mounted onto the wall. The room was a kind of big reverse L shape, and the TV was on the bottom bit of the L. I can't remember what we were watching, but we decided to leave to go for a walk. It was obviously linked up to the computer, as I had accidentally left up xvideos.com on my browser !!! I tried to keep it cool and pretend it wasn't mine, but I wasn't very successful. I kept trying to click it off excusing myself, but an error message kept popping up preventing it from going. I got more and more flustered as it went on, and my sister started to let off the occasional giggle. My parents didn't really seem bothered although maybe a bit embarrassed, and my Grandad was just oblivious to what was going on xD The whole situation was quite similar to what has happened when I've had a website up that I didn't want someone to see and they walked in haha! Anyway, after that shambles had finished, we decided to go for a walk. It was suddenly dark outside. I don't remember the transition between being indoors and going out. I always go for walks when my Granddad is about, so I walked with him whilst the others were behind. I can't remember where we were going or what, but we ended up in a very dark, grimey back alley of some sort of building. There was a big metal staircase thing from the metallic balcony of the building to the floor, with a small spiral at the middle. As we walked down here, I suddenly saw a strange boy I know called Connor. B. He was stood where we had just came from, and gave me his weird creepy cheeky look. He said something that suggested he was waiting for something to do with scouts (as I used to be in scouts with him). We left him again, and walked through another alleyway I think, which led us to a more normal looking suburban area. I don't know where the hell we were, it was definitely a foreign country as the architecture wasn't anything like ours in England. We walked around the wall perimeter of some sort of field. I suddenly remembered that someone had organized a big get together on that exact field. I didn't want to bring it up as I would have felt bad ditching my family as they always moan at me for going out when we're meant to be doing something. So I kept quiet as we continued to get to entrance of the park field thing. Here, over the wall, we suddenly saw masses and masses of people. It was really strange what I saw - I first saw a few people, but I also saw significantly more people suddenly appear behind them, as if they were photoshopped on or something. They were all in a huge, messy circle around the field, playing what I thought was rounders. I knew a lot of the people there and I knew the person who was organizing it, but I can't remember who it was now. I said something to my Mum like "Oh my god, I forgot *so and so* was organizing a get-together here tonight! Would you be angry if I went off to play with them?" They didn't say no, but they didn't say yes either, it seemed to be left down to my choice. As we got to the entrance, everyone was now sat in a massive circle doing various strange positions. I saw Ryan and Will, who I ran over to say hi too, and ask them what the day was like so I could decide if I was staying or not. They said it was awful, and everyone was really angry. I looked around, and it was true that everyone was looking very bored and miserable. They said that the 3 girls (not who I thought had organized it) were very popular and had turned it into an awful boss-about session. My parents were continuing walking on ahead, so I thought I would give the day a skip considering everyone was so bored and go on with my family. I kind of walked backwards whilst talking to them, apologizing for not staying this time.
Date: 03/07/2012 Place: Friend's bed Time of getting into bed: 3.21am Dream 1 - non lucid - 8.51am An group of older woman, 50 - 60 years, are talking about their recent holiday, and how they did nothing but drink every day, they say they would love to move abroad. Dream 2 - non lucid I am Robin, from Batman and Robin. I am sat with Poison Ivy, and another male comic character who is large and burly. The two are talking about how Batman is about to attack, and needs stopping. They send me to stop him, while they think of a way to stop him for good. I find him up in some roof rafters, and we start fighting each other, however this becomes very erotic due to us grabbing and rolling around with each other, and soon the dream turns into me and him having steamy, rough sex on rooftops. This goes on for some time, in quite a lot of detail. Eventually I wake up, feeling very flustered and horny. ***NOTEWORTHY*** Dream recall was terrible, but the good sex dream made up for it
Non-Lucid Lucid Comment Again a lie in today, which wrecked my recall. I'm sure I have more dreams that these but I just forget them after I wake up and fall back to sleep. Some weird dreams last night... Me and my family are going on holiday, for some reason I feel like we are going to magaluf. I remember being on a boat in a cabin made out of tree trunks, with my family. When we get to the island I go out to look for a job, I ask around a bar but there is no jobs there and they instruct me to look further down in the town. We head up to a pizza shop for some food, the pizza is strange and the toppings are inside the pizza. Nevertheless it's very tasty. The women working at the pizza shop asks me if I'm looking for a job, excitedly I sign up, I will be working Fridays. I go to talk to my brother who also was looking for a job, he says he has found a job as a standard bearer for a tribe. I don't like the sound of it and attempt to persuade him form doing so. I have to go pick up my brother from his job, something doesn't seem right and he is dead on the floor, I begin to cry and scream in pain. There is a man behind me laughing and I throw myself at him in rage.
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am in Portugal on holiday. I am playing in an old shack, and we are playing dodgeball. I can't see who is throwing the balls. I am walking outside, up onto a roof where I glance out over a vast lake and lean on the railings. My friend Aimee comes up to me, holding a fish in her fingers by its tail. We talk about Portugal, a lively conversation. We watch as people swim up a water treadmill catching koi. Aimee says its a Japanese tradition. I ask my dad if I can try, but he says no because it is our last night on holiday. I talk with my dad about how the fair and lake was open at night even though the workers went home. In the distance there are twinkling lights, most probably lights of a nearby town. I an at an airport. Dad mentions something about me and my friend Skye watching a movie about T-rexes. He says that my little sister can't, so she has to go make posters and colouring pages of dogs. She is about to go off with a little posh girl, coated in fur and with voluminous blonde hair. She has an English accent, and looks snooty and rich. End.
The dream opens with the camera panning a christmas tree from the bottom up. The scene than switches and my dad is pulling out another christmas tree from the closet. "Honey we already put up the tree," my mom said. "I know but this tree has my number on it," my dad says.
Quite a odd, and cool dream towards the end. Vividness: 7 Recall: 6 Overall: 7 Non-Lucid Lucid Comment On holiday with the family, we are getting ready to put our luggage into the hotel, there is a large slide in front of us with a conveyor belt at the bottom which you throw your luggage into. Putting luggage in goes in family size order, so the largest family puts their luggage in first. Before anyone has started I jump into the slide, slipping down. My dad yells at me telling me it's not our turn, I climb up and go to find the person with the largest family to apologise to. I find him, a man in his 50's who looks distraught with annoyance at the fact I went first, is surrounded by 20 odd babies. I don't know what to think, so I quickly move on. Fade. At the park, I see some box like vehicles come round the corner, it's the old man's babies, clearly he's a rich guy if he can afford these cool toys. The toys begin to move together and combine (babies still within) and merge together to form a large metal plate, with three hinges, it begins to move in an odd fashion. My brother explains to me how it is a powerful military weapon but it has run out of charge, so we lay it down and begin to play badminton on top of it. Fade. I'm outside a building, there is an open window in front of me, I rustle the hedge in front and hear the guard become aware that something outside, I duck behind the hedge and hear the guard peer over. He does not see. Assassins creed 2 HUD comes up and I select the musket bracelet, take aim and shoot the man, instant kill. Jumping over, one guard sees me and raises his bow, but I'm too fast and drive my blade into his neck. Passing upstairs I see another guard, I find it difficult to remain concentrated on him, my view fades to the corner of the room where I pick him up and make him fire his bow rapidly. A teacher comes in the room and discusses engineering to me. Fade. Dream End.
Updated 10-07-2011 at 05:31 PM by 49050
whiterains dream finally getting more lucid on attempt nights! back in the usual holiday/festival/waterpark/college/school dream again. all sorts of random things going on like people doing weird greek statue type poses with some type of weapon. seemed like a bit of a joke to me. most of the rest of it just round bars doind the usual. lots of old mates involved, mostly CH JC JG UO and remember talking to others really clearly but cant recall who now. was in a uni type park that i first got lucid. saw a massive fake amanita and recalled a previous dream where it felt like i had seen a real one near there before. as i set off on my search it occured that because i was looking for an old dream, i was dreaming. luckily for only the second time i quickly remembered to head for chicken pizza. while searching in the undergrowth for the mushroom i had become somewhat contained in this service pipe/tunnel type thing. the roof was open but the walls were high so i decided to run along the pipe to try to launch myself off the end to fly to the pyramid. of course now i know i should have just flown without needing the run up. as i climbed onto the pipe i slipped. sometimes this would have caused problems but i managed to just deny that it was slippery which worked well for once. i ran along it at quite a speed then jumped at the end and started flying. it seemed i was already in some kind of temple type thing so didnt have much luck getting to the outside of the pyramid. pretty soon aftrer take off i switched to 3rd person perspective anyway which made the dream fade and move on. later on i am just in some bar again. these people sat along the wall seem to not be able to see me. i wave at one of them then wave my hands in his face and he does see me. i say sorry about that i just had to check something. he seems fine about it. then i say sometimes its just hard to tell if someone can see you in a dream or not. he looked at me starteld and said 'in a dream?' or something. then he got all panicky so i just said yeah dont worry its just a dream, just a normal dream and just tried to calm him down. he seemed to snap out of it, probably cos his mates started to take the piss or something but its hazy from here parts of the unlucid bit really felt like i had just had a cracking night out with old mates. also have very hazy memories of it, but i have definately been talking to loads of randoms in weird interesting locations that i dont recall from previous dreams. in an earlier part i remember having a laugh by holding this girl and swinging/sliding down the staircase of some big shopping centre. i kind of knew it was a dream but also felt like my arm would snap if i went too fast. also have a fragment where i got minorly lucid and jumped off a high platform in a work location for a quick fly around. damn it was probably a good few hours long if i could manage to string along all the parts somehow...
11 Sep 2011 We were on holiday in India and we had just arrived in a small town on a train. The train was horrible in the sense that there was no security and it was dirty and a little crowded. After arriving, we became more like native Indians than tourists. We were new to the area but living like locals. There were these special electric lanterns which cycled through three different levels of brightness. The dullest was barely enough to illuminate the ground in front of you, the middle level was bright enough to see and be seen but would not blind anyone and the brightest could illuminate everything to the horizon. I decided that I wanted to go for a walk and mum insured that she accompany me since this land was new and dangerous. My brother and father ended up coming along also. It was night time and we elected the middle brightness level. We left the village and climbed a hill to a low ridge along which ran the main road through the area. There were few cars on the road. Having crossed this road a field opened up before us. We knew that somewhere in the field was the railway line on which we had come in. We walked out into the field and came to the line. There was nothing on it so we crossed. We came to a second line and found a man stuck in the rails but left him there to die because we did not want to get caught up in his business. We continued and crossed three more lines. The was a train in the distance on the first but we crossed anyway as we had plenty of time. The second had a train much closer but I judged that we had plenty of time at the speed it was traveling so I crossed but my family waited for it to pass. The third was much closer again and I would have been hit and died if I had tripped but I still risked it and survived. There were many more but I do not remember specifics. All I know is that the trains were either packed full, dirty and old or completely empty, clean and new.
whiterains dream very sketchy memory of a long holiday/festival dream last night due to tiredness. mostly spent pottering about randomly going round a mix of shops, partys and things. some of it resembled my old school which had a little surgery/docs set up in one corner. i pushed a trolley and a nurse told me it had a baby in it so i asked where the best place to leave it was. cant really write much else but the holiday location was really similar to how it often is. especially the shops and town. i remember it ended as i was walking through a farm field anad a lady was talking about the veg and the last thing she said was about the sweetcorn. she said all they needed was a bit of rain and the sweetcorn would live up to its name. holiday theme really common now. last last nights one was spent missing group events and wandering around on my own trying to go snorkeling in this river with a girl i liked. almost another goal made. the river is always partly the same but this time was deeper and more tropical with a little waterfall on it and plunge pools. nearly always in a similar location to other places even if the other places change if that makes any sense
So I was very young when I had this dream also (only about 7). I was on holidays in some weird city where baseball was very popular. There was a big baseball team in this town and they had a really good win rate but they had a problem. Their players seemed to get very depressed all the time. Anyway, we were at a hotel room briefly and there was an argument between my parents about the accommodation. My dad felt depressed as a result and went off to sulk for a while. The city was strange in that it was the one place in the world where there was an infinite conveyor. This was an infinitely long series of conveyor belts which people could enter at one end and travel for all eternity without hope of return. Many of the baseball players used this when they were depressed and were never seen again. When my father was still out quiet late that afternoon, I went and searched for him. My search brought me to the start of the infinite conveyor and I arrived just in time to see him step on. The pace of the conveyor was not fast but it was almost impossible to return due to the large amount of traffic it dealt with. I raced on to the conveyor and tried to stop my father from being taken away and nearly lost myself but in the end I managed to grab him and fight my way back to safety. It is worth mentioning that I was not this messed in the head as a child (though I probably am now). This was probably a result of the trauma of recently returning from Europe on aircraft just after the September 11 attacks in 2001! It was quite a traumatic experience though I was not directly involved in the attacks by any means, I was quite young.
So it was the last day of the holiday I was on. Since there was nothing more to do at this point, and there was a ski center nearby, I thought, why not? It'd be ton of fun. On the top of the mountain, or whatever it could be called, I had a quick overlook at the whole area. There was a main slope, a slope to the secondary ski center here, and numerous smaller slopes. At the bottom of the mainslope, there was this big building, which had a couple of restaurants and such, so I knew I was going to there later to eat and such. I thought I'd do best going to the secondary ski center first. And I took the looong nearly flat and very wide slope going there. On the trip to the place where they sold tickets at, I noticed I had left my ski poles on the top of the mountain/whatever. So I had to rent some. The poles were both white. Afterwards I went and purchased the tickets. The lady there unfortunately didn't speak english for some reason, but I managed to mess around enough to figure out how to purchase tickets to the specific area I wanted to ski on. It was now 14:53. I'd better hurry. I took the first lift up. On the trip I noticed my poles had changed color to pink. Unfortunately I did not reason myself further. On the second lift, I noticed my poles were now yellow. I thought, what the heck, I'll do a nose pinch RC, and it worked. That instant, I came lucid. What happened in nearly all of my lucids started happening again. The dream was quickly fading away. But I managed to pull it back up with mental effort. I was now there, in the ski lift, looking around. I was in awe of the beatiful scenery around me, snowy mountains, large trees, etc. From the back of the hill, a blimp appeared, a big one. It slowly flew over the lift I was on there. I was amazed at all the detail. Afterwards, I remembered I had some goals to do in my dreams. The first of which was to count fingers. Not a challenge in any way but to just remember to do it. I looked around and had difficulty finding where my hand was. It took a while but I found it. Started counting my fingers. There were 5 on one hand. And on top of that, the ghost image of my hand too. Kinda what would happen IRL if you crossed your eyes. And at that point, I could not sustain the dream longer. And I woke up. --- Nearly forgot to fill this in and it's already 3 hours after waking up so I don't remember all the details of the dream so vividly anymore.
Good morning, everybody. These dreams probably all occurred in the early morning, maybe after 2:30 or 3 AM. The first two dreams had a weird visual quality, as if I were reading them or half-reading them. I think this comes from the fact that last night I read Oe Kenzaburo's story "Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness, in which one of the characters is a boy who can't see very well. The emotional difficulty the boy's father has with this and other things is so vivid that I think my unconscious tried to put me in that boy's position in one way or another. Dream #1 I was half-reading and half-watching a story about a man and a woman at a hotel. The man was in danger, and the woman was trying to protect him. The man and the woman were both spies. The man had probably gotten caught in the act. The woman had brought the man to the hotel for hiding. She may now have been explaining to the man that he was a spy. This may have come as a surprise to the man, who didn't actually want to be a spy. The woman may then have made some sort of flirtatious gestures or comments to the man. The man may have understood that the woman wanted to have sex with the man while they were at the hotel. But the man didn't want to have sex. The woman may have, reluctantly, gotten the point, after which she turned to talking about some "serious" topic with the man. Dream #2 I was reading an email from one of the bosses of my department, M. M's email was written in regular black text, except words and phrases that he wanted to emphasize, which were in bold and colored brown. The first part of the email had to do with the fact that our larger company was getting to celebrate some royal wedding from a number of decades ago. An old, royal couple would be visiting the offices. I could see the couple in my head, as if looking at a photograph from the late 1800s. They woman was dressed in a Victorian dress. The man was dressed in a military suit and medals. M wrote that we had to treat the royal couple very nice because they were major investors in our company. M's email then went on to say that M was going to be let go from the company in just a little while. He was going to stay on to make sure a couple of big events were taken care of. He wasn't bitter he was getting fired. He understood. I now saw a tall, thin, old, white man in a lonely office hallway. The man stood before a copier that was set into a niche in the wall. The copier had a strange-looking top. It looked like some kind of animal trap, covered over in a metal shell and painted the same color of grey-beige as the copier. I knew that, to make copies, you had to drop the papers onto the top of the strange device. The papers would then fall into the copier, as they would fall into a garbage can. Dream #3 I had been in a room full of people, mostly women, doing some kind of small workshop or conference. The room had emptied out largely, with just a few people around. Now, even though I stood in the room still, it was like a number of months had passed since the conference. I was looking for somebody to celebrate "the holiday" with. The holiday was like Christmas, but it wasn't Christmas. I asked a short woman if she would like to celebrate the holiday with me. She probably said she couldn't. But then she remembered that another girl, an Israeli girl, was looking for someone to spend the holiday with. The Israeli girl called me on the phone. I could see the girl in my mind's eye. She was short, with olive skin, and long, black hair. I was really happy I was going to get to go out with her. The Israeli girl told me something like there was no way she was going to be able to get back home "to West Tel Aviv" (I'm not sure if people make such an explicit distinction as "West Tel Aviv" in waking life). I thought of Tel Aviv and told the Israeli girl how much I wanted to go there. One of my favorite psychologists, Erich Neumann, spent the final years of his life there. I told the girl something like she must hear people say stuff like that all the time. I told her it must get annoying to hear people talk about her home like it was so perfect, when it wasn't actually very easy at all to live there. I (false) remembered a conversation I'd had with a woman from another country. The woman had told me about how naïve she thought some foreigners were. They'd say how much culture they thought her country had. But they didn't understand that it was really a scary place to live. I was now in a big room, sitting on a couch so that my legs were propped up on the back and my back lay on the seat cushion. A pretty, blonde college girl stood before the couch. The girl was tall, thin, slim, and tan, with blue eyes. She wore a pink sweater and dark blue jeans. The girl was giving a speech about different media-propaganda campaigns made by certain regions of the world to make other regions of the world look bad. She was giving a lot of really interesting examples. It sounded like dangerous information to have. But it also sounded like she was referencing Hollywood in almost every example. I tried to pay closer attention to the girl's speech. But there were a bunch of girls getting up and leaving, walking between me and the girl and making such noise, talking with each other, that I couldn't get what the girl was saying. Her last example had something to do with New York carrying out a smear campaign against Chicago. Other than the girl and I, there was only one woman now in the room. She was like a professor and like the girl's mother. She was working at a big desk off in the corner of the room. The girl now flopped down on a couch near mine. We were something like good friends. But I was now really sexually aroused by her. So I rolled off the couch and crawled over to her couch. For some reason, I asked the girl, "So now what are you going to do with you life?" The girl's belly was a little exposed from under the sweater. I had intended to roll up and see if I could get away with snuggling with the girl on the couch. But, seeing the girl's belly and waistline, I just decided to stick my hand into the girl's jeans. So I lifted up the girl'ls waistline and began feeling her. I was surprised to discover that the girl was wearing a baby's diaper. This didn't worry me too much. I moved my hand farther down toward the girl's crotch. Suddenly the girl demanded, "What are you doing?" I thought, Oh no! She doesn't want me touching her. I was so embarrassed that I woke up.
So the first part I remember is going to the moon with some of my school friends for a 'holiday' We were sliding down the moon craters and just messing around. A man called us into a room which led to the Black Sea. But funnily enough the Black Sea in my dream was ACTUALLY black. Once you were in there everything was black and to see anything you had to frantically swim to the surface. There were sharks in there but the man explained that unless you made a fuss they would only nibble at your toes. So afterwards I got out and I remember having a sayers paper bag.
Updated 07-31-2010 at 12:23 PM by 34700
The weirdest dream I ever had in my life! O.o 03.05.2010Ugly shit (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID OMFG this was damn weird! O.o Two friends of mine (Patrick and Jan) and me went on a vacation. We arrived at a warm place. I saw some kind of pool and because it was warm and I was so happy I ran to it and jumped in. Jan and Patrick started laughing, because they knew something, I don't knew about. I recognized, that there was a lot of shit in the pool and at the same time a cameraman appeared to film everything for a TV-show. I started laughing, too, and throw some of the shit at the cameraman. Somehow I lost a bet with this and so I got my right hand cut off but I got another one for it. (Fast forward in time) We sat on a couch and watched TV (I think we watched spanish Baseball). On the table was a bowl with my chopped hand. It looked kinda like it pulled through a meatgrinder now. My 'new' hand was sewed on so badly, that I could easily take it off. Then I had to make right my friends trousers turn-ups with my mouth (because of the lost bet). Later someone asked, why we don't call the Spanish language 'Citron' instead of 'Spanish'...
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